It has been raining for nearly a month, and it is the month of Wax, but the people of the whole northern province are worried, 'because of this snow, many places have lost their transportation.'

At this time, Bai Yan received an anonymous report letter, saying that there were people in the city who speculated, bought and sold, and sold grain privately when the snow disaster occurred.

Bai Yan thought about it carefully and went to the black market in person, but when he heard the price of grain quoted by Lao Mo, who was like Maitreya Buddha, he immediately showed a look of disbelief.

"Such good rice, you really only sell it for one dime and seven catties here?"

The top rice supply station only sells one dime and seven pounds, but that one asks for a ticket!

However, this black market does not require tickets, so as long as the amount of food in the black market is large enough, he does not have to worry about the situation of food shortages in Wu'an County.

Lao Mo nodded calmly at this question, which had to be asked countless times every day, "Not only is rice at this price, but white flour, cornmeal, and sorghum rice are all the same as the price of the supply station, and all of them don't need tickets."

Don't ask why the price is so low, you won't believe it! ”

Bai Yan took a deep breath, "Then let's talk about it, maybe I'll believe it!" ”

Lao Mo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, dressed in a Mao suit, although he wore his eyes, he couldn't hide the aura of the superior on his body, and he looked like a learned person.

"Because the man who gave us grain demanded that we have to sell it for that price."

Bai Yan instantly understood that the person who could take out such a large amount of food wanted the entire county to eat, and he was a truly benevolent person.

"You say? It can't be that all the black market food in the city is at this price now, right? ”

Lao Mo nodded: "That's right, because people who don't sell grain at his price will definitely have no grain at this time!" ”

After Bai Yan figured out what was going on, he left happily.

Before leaving, he bought some rice and noodles to go back, after all, his family did not have much food.

The supply depot has been out of food for several days due to the interruption of transportation, and even if he is the biggest official in Wu'an County, he can only buy food on the black market.

If these black markets are banned, then far from it, these people in the county who are waiting to eat the food supply can really only go hungry.

So the person who reported anonymously could only be disappointed in the end.

Immediately after returning to work, Bai Yan wrote a report in which he highlighted the powerful role played by the black market in Wu'an County in the snowstorm and applied for the reopening of the market as a benchmark.

No one thought that such a letter would bring about any changes in the development of this era~

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When Leng Mei'er got up today, her head was unexpectedly a little drowsy, and when she came back from Professor Gu's last night, it was a little late, and it was a big snow at that time, and she thought that it might be freezing at that time.

I got up wilted, boiled a pot of ginger syrup after washing, and after drinking a bowl of spicy taste, it happened that Meng Deshou and Xiao Jinbao came over dressed tightly.

Leng Mei'er wiped the beads of sweat that came out of her forehead and said with a smile, "You guys came just in time, come and drink a bowl of sugar water to prevent colds." ”

When someone accompanies her to drink what she doesn't like to drink, her heart is balanced.

"Third aunt, are you uncomfortable? Why does it look so unenergetic. ”

Leng Mei'er said: "The third aunt is fine, it's just a little cold, just drink more ginger syrup." ”

"Then the third aunt hurry back to the house and rest, wait for me to help the third aunt make breakfast, I will feed the chickens, the third aunt don't worry."

As the little guy spoke, he grabbed Leng Mei'er's arm and was about to take her into the house.

"How can it be so serious, the third aunt is fine, you hurry up and practice, let's eat hand-rolled noodles in a while, if you don't practice well, you won't have to eat."

Jinbao was very helpless, and in the end he could only drink a bowl of ginger syrup with the fourth uncle and then go to the yard to practice.

It may be that Leng Meier's cold is not too serious, and Leng Meier feels much better after drinking sugar water.

But today she felt that she was very lazy and didn't want to do anything, so the breakfast was very simple and perfunctory, and the noodles she made were OK with just three poached eggs.

After dinner, Xiao Jinbao took over all the work of cleaning up the kitchen, and didn't let Leng Mei'er do it again, so she had to let her rest in the house.

Meng Deshou was taught by Yu Xinlan that he was not very good at doing kitchen work since he was a child, but he knew that the third sister-in-law was not feeling well, so he did not leave after eating as usual, but picked up an axe and chopped firewood.

Leng Mei'er thought that she was fine, and it would be good to rest, but she fell asleep while lying on the kang.

After Xiao Jinbao cleaned up the kitchen, he entered the house, and after seeing that Leng Mei'er had fallen asleep, he lightly took off his shoes and went to the kang, covered Leng Mei'er with a quilt, and moved the brazier into the most suitable place to ensure that his third aunt could sleep comfortably.

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After these days of recuperation, Meng Lichun's injuries have also improved a little, and he can barely sit for a while, Sun Zhaodi plans to buy some pork in the village to replenish his body as soon as he is happy.

The pig raised in the village was frozen to death by the heavy snow yesterday, and the village chief asked the pig to be disposed of, and shouted with a loudspeaker in the morning, and if you want to buy pork, you can buy some in the morning, and the price of meat is cheaper than the pig that is normally killed.

For villagers who usually don't have the opportunity to eat meat at all, there is no difference between frozen pork and good pork, and the villagers rush to buy more meat for the same money.

Sun Zhaodi opened the wardrobe and took out a small gray cloth bag, but when she opened the cloth bag and took out the money inside, her face, which was still smiling, instantly changed.

She suspected that she had read it wrong, and turned the small cloth bag inside and out, but nothing changed, and the money she had saved with great difficulty had been moved.

"Boss, my money has been touched."

Meng Lichun said: "What, all the money is lost?" ”

"No, twenty bucks less. The rest is still in the bag. ”

As soon as this answer came out, the extremely intelligent couple immediately thought that the person who stole the money could never be an outsider.

"Go and get both kids back." Meng Lichun said gloomily.

The school had a holiday after the exam two days ago, Meng Hao and Tie Dan got together every day to play, and when Sun Zhaodi found him, he was bragging with a group of friends.

"My dad's illness is about to be cured, and when he returns to work, I will ask him to buy me a big meat bun in the city to eat, my dad has bought it for me several times before, it is delicious, and I will give you one so that you can taste it too."

Tie Dan pouted, his mother went to the brigade to buy meat when he heard the radio in the morning, and their family ate steamed buns at noon today, so he didn't crave Meng Hao's things!

Tie Dan didn't care about it, but it didn't mean that the other children didn't care, they immediately surrounded Meng Hao, and they didn't need money to shoot sycophants anyway.