Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

The pores all over Chen Lang's body opened instantly, and cold sweat soaked his clothes.

"Oh my god, there are actually mountains here?"

This is one of the most ferocious venomous snakes, and one of the few that will chase people.

If you get bitten by it, all you can do is find a cool place to lie down and wait for death.

Chen Lang, who survived the disaster, began to pay attention to this route over the mountain.

Venomous snakes, especially those at the level of Mountain Peak, are definitely treasures that are snatched up by major herbal medicine stores!

One piece can be worth hundreds of coins.

Guo Shanfeng seemed to have sensed Chen Lang's thoughts. He stuck out his tongue at him, turned around, slipped into the water, and soon disappeared.

"What a pity." Chen Lang sighed, thinking that when he came to the river again, he must bring tools with him to catch a fish that crossed the mountain, which would be worth several days' harvest of shrimps and crabs.

I picked up the fishing rod and caught another grass carp weighing about two kilograms.

Chen Lang laughed so hard that his mouth stretched all the way to his ears.

If this happened before the time travel, this fish would have been enough to keep Chen Lang lost in the community for several hours.

After hiding his fishing rod, carrying a heavy bamboo basket and a two-pound grass carp, Chen Lang headed towards the county town.

More than two hours later, Chen Lang arrived at the door of a restaurant in the county town, panting.

The waiter came over and asked enthusiastically, "Sir, would you like to have a quick meal or stay the night?"

Chen Lang put down the bamboo basket, lifted the water plants on the surface, revealing the shrimps and crabs inside, and raised the grass carp in his hand: "Are you taking these?"

The waiter took a quick look and was a little surprised: "Huh? Still alive?"

Chen Lang said, "Of course I suffered a lot in order to get them here alive."

The waiter asked Chen Lang to wait while he went to call the shopkeeper.

A moment later, the shopkeeper came to Chen Lang under the guidance of the waiter, and once again confirmed that the shrimps and crabs in the box were alive, and nodded with satisfaction.

Shrimp and crab are considered high-end dishes in restaurants, especially in this season, when many diners come to restaurants just for the crabs.

Occasionally, there would be country people bringing shrimps and crabs to sell, but most of them were dead. It was very rare to see a young man like this one bringing a bamboo basket of live ones.

"How are you going to sell it?" asked the shopkeeper.

Chen Lang breathed a sigh of relief quietly. He was actually a little worried that the big restaurant would look down on such a small amount of goods. Since they asked the price, it meant that they needed it.

"This is my first time selling, so I don't know the market price. Just give it to me based on what the shopkeeper thinks it is."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "You are quite honest, young man."

"In that case, I won't weigh or count the fish. How about two hundred coins for this basket and the fish in your hand?"

Fearing that Chen Lang would feel disadvantaged, the shopkeeper added, "If you're not satisfied with the price, you can go to other restaurants and ask around to compare prices."

Chen Lang was so hungry that he no longer had the energy to carry such a heavy basket of things around the county to compare prices. He nodded happily and said, "Let's do as the shopkeeper says."

Seeing that Chen Lang agreed, the shopkeeper asked the waiter to bring a clean bamboo basket and put the shrimps and crabs in it.

After the shrimps and crabs were collected, the shopkeeper handed over a string of money and said, "My last name is Hong, and everyone calls me Shopkeeper Hong. What's your name, little brother?"

Chen Lang happily took the money and answered while counting it: "My last name is Chen, and my given name is Lang."

The shopkeeper said, "Brother Chen, if you have any fresh shrimps and crabs in the future, please consider selling them to me. I will definitely give you a fair price."

Chen Lang counted the money, not missing a single penny, and then put it in his arms and said, "No problem."

After saying that, he picked up the bamboo basket and left the shop like a flash.

It’s not that Chen Lang was afraid that the shopkeeper would regret it, but he was too hungry and couldn’t wait to get something to eat.

Although you can eat in the restaurant, the price-performance ratio is too low.

What Chen Lang needed was food that was large in quantity and filling but still cheap.

For example, the pancakes sold by roadside vendors!

Three cents for a filling, one cent for no filling!

Although both contain fillings, chuibing and baozi are not the same thing. It is more like a kind of "guokui" that Chen Lang had eaten before crossing over.

The only difference is that the pancakes are not fried in oil, but baked in the oven.

Although it doesn’t taste as good as fried food, it is still the ultimate delicacy for someone who is so hungry that his eyes are glowing green.

"Shopkeeper, give me two... no, three pancakes with fillings, and let me eat them here."

Chen Lang swallowed his saliva and took out nine copper coins.

"Sir, please enjoy your pancakes."

The vendor placed three steaming hot pancakes in front of Chen Lang, and also gave him a bowl of noodle soup.

The original soup is the original food.

Chen Lang picked up the pancake, took a big bite, and then was stunned.

Were the ancients so conscientious in doing business? Could they get the filling in one bite?

Before I traveled through time, the meat-filled pot cakes I ate were considered very kind if I could get the filling in three bites.

Chen Lang quickly finished three pancakes and felt only about 70% full.

But he didn't dare eat anymore, because the feeling of "fullness" was actually an illusion, an illusion caused by being too hungry. In fact, he was already very full.

If you eat more, you will probably get indigestion, which will be quite unpleasant.

"Shopkeeper, give me five more stuffed pancakes to take away." After saying this, Chen Lang took out another fifteen copper coins.

The shopkeeper wrapped five pancakes in oil paper and said cheerfully, "Sir, my pancakes are good, aren't they?"

Chen Lang said: "Very good, I will come to take care of your business next time."

The shopkeeper handed over the wrapped pancake and said, "Take it, sir. Please take care."

Chen Lang put the pancake against his chest to ensure that it would still be warm when he got home.

Once this thing gets cold, it becomes difficult to eat and can easily hurt your teeth.

Then Chen Lang found another pharmacy and sold the Polygonatum to them, and earned back the money he earned from making pancakes.

When he was about to leave the city, Chen Lang saw two more interesting stalls.

One stall sells sugar figures and another stall sells hair bands.

In ancient times, sugar figures were definitely a luxury snack. People without a certain amount of money could not afford them. Most rural families would buy one for their children during festivals, and multiple children would share one sugar figure.

As for hairbands, although they cannot be considered a luxury, rural women do not have many accessories, and a hairband can make them happy for several days or even a month.

Chen Lang spent ten cents to buy a three-foot-long hairband, and then spent another fifty cents to buy the largest sugar figure.

It is not a luxury snack. The largest sugar man is only the size of Chen Lang's two fingers and can be eaten in one bite, but it costs as much as fifty cents.

Fifty cents is enough to buy a dozen meat pancakes.

But when I think of my daughter's happy smile when she eats the candy man, I have to spend the money.

The sugar man is not easy to preserve, so Chen Lang subconsciously quickened his pace.

After taking two steps, an urgent shout came from behind: "Brother Chen, stay!"