Shopping Market Diary 1 I just got home from Guilin on the first day, and I especially miss the taste of jiaozi. Although jiaozi is also sold in the school, I just don't think it's as delicious as my own cooking. It may be that Jiao Zi, who often eats her own steamed buns, has developed a delicate mouth.
Heart is not as good as action, immediately armed to the teeth, rushed to the vegetable market. As soon as I entered the room, all kinds of uncles and aunts screamed one after another. Every time you pass by, the boss will stop you and ask if you want to buy some handsome guys and beautiful women. This phenomenon is not uncommon.
Fortunately, I came prepared and the menu was prepared for a long time. In order to facilitate the purchase, I wrote everything I needed on paper. Half an hour later, I finally bought the ingredients I needed and went home with a hand full of victory products.
Go to the market
"Jingle bell ..." My alarm clock rang. Hey! Isn't today Saturday? Why does the alarm clock ring so early? Oh! I remember: last night I promised my mother to go shopping with her today. So, I quickly got dressed, had breakfast, and went out with my mother with a basket.
Some way from the vegetable market, I heard someone shout, "Come and see. Fresh and watery Chinese cabbage is only fifty cents a catty! " Come and buy it! "When I walked to the door of the vegetable market, I was attracted by shouts, mixed with the sound of bargaining, and the cars came and went, really one after another!
My mother and I walked into the vegetable market. I saw curved lentils, cucumbers in green coats, yellow flowers, red tomatoes and eggplant in purple coats. ...
After a long time, the basket was full, and my mother said, "The basket can't hold. It's time to go home. "
Finally, my mother and I went home happily.
Diary of going to the vegetable market 2 It's sunny on Saturday, June 10th.
On Saturday morning, it was sunny, and my father invited me to go to the nearby vegetable market with him early in the morning.
At the gate of the market, all kinds of vehicles from south to north are gathered. Looking around, the whole market is crowded with people, and people are busy buying the goods they need. As soon as I entered the vegetable market, I was dazzled by all kinds of stalls, including Obasan selling vegetables himself, a meat stall cutting chickens and killing pigs on the spot, and an uncle selling steamed bread with his children. The air still smells of cooked food, and there is also a faint aroma of fruit, but there is also a fishy smell that people can't help but cover their nose and mouth! In addition, all kinds of hawking voices are heard from far and near, "Come and buy fish! A hundred dollars a plate! " "Come and buy sweet and fragrant fruit! Not sweet, no money! " "Jumping auction, one 300, two 500." Every stall tries its best to attract customers' attention by shouting or screaming or jumping.
My father and I cut through the bustling crowd and went to the pork stall. What caught my eye was a pig's foot with trotters and a pig's belly like a kettle. I touched the pig's trotters curiously, feeling cold and cold, and it was a little elastic when I pressed it gently! I didn't expect the braised pig's trotters to taste delicious and q, and they looked like that before they were cooked. It's disgusting to think about it!
Wherever you go in the market, you can hear the boss's warm greetings. They all hope that the guests will see or buy more, and they also hope that the guests will like their things and will continue to patronize next time.
After visiting the traditional market, I feel that the traditional market is more human. Unlike supermarkets, no one cares about what you need and will not teach you how to choose fresh fish or meat. Most importantly, you can buy fresh or freshly cooked traditional foods in the market, such as straw bags and meatballs. Therefore, I will go to the traditional market to buy food in the future.