Chapter 43 - 042 Pig offal (2660 characters) additional updates
"I don’t want this." Tian Sangsang shook her head with a smile, pointing at the pile of pig offal. When she got closer, she could even smell the stench. "I want these: pig liver, pig lungs, pig heart, pig stomach, pig kidneys, and that large bunch of intestines."
The butcher snorted, clearly surprised that she would want such unsellable items. Typically, when people came to buy pork, they would choose the fattiest and greasiest meat, or if they had a bit more money, they’d pick pork bones to make soup and nourish the body.
"How much do you want?"
"I’ll take it all. Sell everything to me—can you give me a bit of a discount? I have money but no tickets," Tian Sangsang said.
"Alright, these things just sit here without anyone buying them. If you want them, I’ll calculate them for you. Pork is six mao eight per jin, these pig offal, I’ll charge you six mao per jin." The butcher gathered the heap of goods and weighed it: "A little over three jin. How about it?"
Tian Sangsang thought about the price; it was indeed reasonable. She nodded, "Deal."
Giddy with excitement, Tian Sangsang thought about how many dishes she could stir-fry for lunch, while carrying the pig offal.
"Ouch!" Her foot got struck by a sharp stone, and it hurt a lot. She bent down, placing her things on the ground, leaned against the large banyan tree nearby, lifted her foot, and pulled out the stone that pierced through her shoe. She didn’t realize it at first, but now her foot felt burning with pain; surely, there were many blisters.
By now, she had walked halfway, all on mountain roads, uneven and muddy. Transport wasn’t convenient in those days, with no vehicles.
"Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop..."