Popular in a market of laughter

My family lives in Chengbei New District, and there is a small vegetable market not far from downstairs. For many people living here, the first thing they do after getting up every morning is to pick up the basket and run to the small market. I am an ordinary person who can’t do without the fireworks in the world. Of course, he often goes to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. By the way, you can also climb the stairs and walk, exercise your muscles and bones, and exercise your body. Every time I saw these pink and willow green in my hand turned into delicious dishes in the plate during the meal, it felt really good. When the Oriental dawn, the sound of birds crossed the sky, the vegetable market downstairs began to be lively. The vegetable market in the morning was crowded with people; The goods were dazzling. The peddlers were full of screams and bargains, and there were also a burst of laughter and laughter from time to time. The market is full of activity tents, and the business of the breakfast shop is booming. There are soya milk, bean curd, fried dough sticks, wonton, dumplings, rice noodles, baked dumplings, steamed buns, noodles and so on, which are steaming, tangy flavor. Many residents rode battery cars, pushing tricycles, carrying vegetable baskets on their shoulders and shopping bags in their hands. All kinds of cars were parked on both sides of the road. The vegetable market looks messy, but it is full of vitality. Walking into the vegetable market, there were stalls on both sides, including white radish, purple eggplant, green spinach and red pepper. Besides green vegetables, there were also red and white pork, colorful pickles in jars, white-bellied fish, dark crabs covered with straw ropes, and numerous iron cages crowded with chickens, ducks and geese. Although the market is small, the variety of vegetables is quite abundant. I walked to the fish stall beside the Pavilion first, and chose a lively crucian carp. The peddler gently pressed the fish body with his hand, picked it up and weighed it and gave it to me. I went to the vegetable stall in front of the pavilion again, picked up a Chinese cabbage, opened the leaves, and checked whether there was any trace of being bitten by insects. The female vendor smiled and said to me: This dish is fresh. This elder sister who runs for the fourth year is from Anhui and has been selling vegetables here for many years. Every afternoon, I went to the vegetable wholesale market to pull back the vegetables. After returning home, I cleaned, selected vegetables and organized them. I got them here to sell them the next morning. On her vegetable shelf, there are cabbages, celery, spinach, pepper, eggplant, Dao Dou, lotus root, radish, yam, bean sprouts, mushrooms and so on, which are all in a variety of eyes and sold very fast. Come and buy it, your own chicken. Suddenly, a burst of shouting attracted me. An aunt was greeting the guests with smile. A middle-aged man’s chicken was fat and strong, clapping its wings and giggling. She saw this aunt skillfully tied the hen’s feet with straw. I didn’t eat chicken, duck, goose and other poultry with two feet since I was a child, and I was just making troubles here! Walking in the vegetable market, I suddenly saw an old lady selling corns with vicissitudes on her face. She shouted loudly: selling fallen grains! Sell sowing Zai! After hearing this, several ladies from other places rushed forward and asked around the old lady: is it a kilo? This sentence made me and everyone laugh. It turns out that the old lady can’t speak Mandarin, but she speaks the dialect of our officials, which means: corn is sold! Selling corn! However, that lady from other places couldn’t understand our dialect, so she made a misunderstanding, thinking that the price of this fresh corn was quite cheap, only six cents per jin. Therefore, there was a funny performance. The vegetable market in our community is very simple and not very large. There is only a long line along the pavement of Jianghua Road, and the head and tail are only dozens of meters long. Under the Iron shed, there are two rows of cement five-hole boards lying face to face, and the stalls are next to each other. Many people put two bricks or a flat stone on the ground beside the road, and then put vegetable blue on it. Although this is a small vegetable market, it is very important for people living in this community in the north of the city, and they cannot live without it. All stall owners in the vegetable market are very enthusiastic and good at soliciting guests. Ha ha, just pull your arm and put the dish on your hand. But you don’t have to worry that the dishes you buy will be short. Some of them haven’t completely learned the cunning of businessmen, nor are they smart enough to be honest, simple and responsible. Because these were a group of old people living in Qianjiang, Hutian and surrounding sand. They had a kind smile on their faces, and their eyes showed kindness and peace. Vegetables are grown by themselves, poultry are raised by themselves, eggs are planted by their own chickens, and fish are fished by themselves, they also touched the screws themselves from the river pond. If you can smile or greet them sweetly, they will be when you pay, grab a few more vegetables or add an egg to your vest bag. Thank you Lennon! Whenever I express my gratitude, the old people will happily say to me: Lao Yu, this is from his own house. My heart is always warm at this time. Most of these stall owners in the market have known them for a long time. Although some of them cannot be named, they often meet each other on the road in the community and nod and greet each other. Lao Yu, do you want to buy some Soge meat now? Every time I walked through the meat stall, I heard an old man asking me so enthusiastically. This old man and this meat stall are my regular buyers. He knows that I like eating pork and that I always buy lean meat every time. As for me, I was a good buyer of him. I never bargained, nor was I picky. Pick, chop meat, scale, pay, say 88. It was done in less than 5 minutes, then I carried the meat and left with satisfaction. Haha, that’s it. We seem to have become tacit and familiar partners. But every time as long as I stopped, the old man would hand a cigarette first and then use a lighter to make me angry, which made me embarrassed. In fact, the vegetable market is a small society, where you can get a glimpse of all kinds of social attitudes, all fairness and morality are free. 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Offering mentor paper

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