Chapter 47: The Foodie Scene of the Seventy Years 47

After more than an hour, the sky was still overcast and not very bright.

The grain in Dongshu's hand has almost been sold.

Because it is packaged in small bags, there are many people who ask, and Dongshu takes it out in batches, hungry marketing, and sells very quickly.

When there were dozens of catties left, because Dongshu was always walking here, he met a one-handed master.

The remaining dozens of catties, because they were all soybeans, were all exchanged directly to him.

The two of them are familiar, and the other party didn't pick Dongshu's skin.

Left according to Dongshu's asking price.

The name of the inverted master: Brother Xu is a man in his forties who is not outstanding in appearance.

But the mind is flexible, and the heart has many eyes.

Dongshu was also very up-to-the-road, and she smoked twice, so she talked to Brother Xu.

Because everyone is a hearty painting style, they quickly became friends.

Lu Tao borrowed a lot of light.

"Brother Xu." Dongshu saw that Brother Xu was leaving, and hurriedly called someone.

"Yes, girl." When Brother Xu saw Dongshu calling him, he hurriedly turned his head to look.

"Can you help me get two boxes of seaside or a good harvest?" Dongshu avoided Han Zhao and asked in a low voice.

Seaside and Harvest are the names of cigarettes in this era, which are considered to be the nobility of cigarettes, commonly known as cadre cigarettes.

Most people are reluctant to smoke this, and of course the price is also expensive.

Dongshu doesn't have a cigarette ticket, and there are few such cigarettes, and there are no such cigarettes in the small county, so he can only ask Brother Xu to help him try it.

Dongshu had tested Han Zhao before and knew that his father smoked.

After Han Zhao is helping the family now, Dongshu doesn't want to treat other people's families badly.

There is no way to work, Han Zhao's family is on the coast, and from them to the coast, the train has to take several days.

Running over to help with the work?

Let's not talk about the letter of introduction and the like, it's also troublesome to open, just talking about the time cost, Dongshu doesn't think it's appropriate.

If you can't help with the work, let's fill it up a little materially.

"This is not easy to get, and I don't have any goods in my hand recently, but I'll help you take a look, and if you have one, I'll get you a few boxes next time." Brother Xu first thought about the goods in his hand, and knew that there was no one, so he told Dongshu the truth.

"Okay, then thank you, Brother Xu." After Dongshu expressed her gratitude to Brother Xu, she returned to Han Zhao's side.

Han Zhao's heart was sour, although he knew that according to Dongshu's eyes, it was impossible to fall in love with a little old man in his forties.

But it's still sour.

Talk, talk, why are you so close?

"How much fruit is left?" Looking at Sister Lu Tao's sad faces, Dongshu hurriedly asked.

"It barely sells." Lu Tao sighed helplessly, but that's all, and he quickly cheered up.

"It's okay, if it doesn't work, we'll take it home and we'll eat." Lu Tao pulled Lu Guo to stand up.

Halfway through the four of them selling goods, Dongshu had already taken Han Zhao to buy all the things that needed to be bought in the village.

This trip back and forth made almost 10 yuan.

Although the profit is not as good as the previous braised meat, it is important that there is no cost and no pressure.

gave Han Zhao a share of 3 yuan, and Dongshu still had more than 7 yuan left.

Although Han Zhao didn't want it, he wanted to buy a watch for Dongshu, so he honestly accepted the money.

But in my heart, I was thinking that I had to find a way to earn some money alone.

You can't really eat soft rice for a lifetime, right?

"Let's go around, let's go around the family building, if it doesn't work again, let's go home, it's estimated that we will go to work in the field." It's past 8 o'clock at this time, and if the ground is not wet, it will definitely be working.

Dongshu told Wang Yuehua about her entry into the county, and the sky was gloomy, so she might not be able to go to work today.

"Okay." Lu Tao didn't have a better way, and the four of them went to the family building again.

It is a few silos near the two factories.

However, sales are still not very good.

Although Lu Tao's fruit is in good condition, the price is still high.

Even if the price is finally lowered, there are still not many people who buy it.

In the end, the plums and apricots were finally sold because of the low price, but there was still a small basket of peaches left.

"That's it, go home." Lu Tao didn't insist anymore, although he was a little discouraged, he also knew that he didn't grasp the seasonal difference.

The four of them returned to the village before the weather cleared.

Because of the rain, the fields were too muddy to work.

Therefore, the team did not start work in the morning.

In the afternoon, the sun came out, and after a long day, the ground was a little dry, and Captain Sun blew the whistle.

In mid-August, Han Zhao received a package from home.

In addition to the tickets that his family saved for him, there are also two pieces of fabric and a sea soul shirt.

In the letter, Sister Han said that now whether it is a girl or a guy in the city, they all like clothes like sea soul shirts.

Although the price is a little expensive, it is really spiritual to wear.

Sister Han asked Dongshu's body shape and weight before, and she knew what size she was wearing.

And even if the sea soul shirt is a little fatter, it doesn't have any effect on wearing it.

Therefore, Sister Han picked a big yard and bought it and mailed it.

The two pieces of fabric together, both are really good, one navy blue, the other pure white.

Sister Han said that it was all for her future brother and daughter-in-law, and asked her to make clothes and change them.

One piece for a top, the other for pants or skirts, all very comfortable.

There was nothing else to send in the city, except for tickets and cloth, and a bag of sugar.

White rabbit toffee.

This sugar is very scarce in the city, Han Zhao has seen it, and there are no supply and marketing cooperatives in the county here.

However, this kind of candy is not easy to buy if you have money and tickets, and it is estimated that the second brother in the family managed to get it.

He is in the barracks, and he must have more doorways.

Sister Han asked Han Zhaoding again in the letter if he had a marriage date, and the family might not be able to pass, after all, the journey was too long and he needed to ask for leave.

I am not afraid of delaying my salary, but I am afraid that the situation is not good, and it will have a bad impact on Han Zhao.

After all, now that the villages have begun to count the number of places in the Workers' and Peasants' Soldiers' University, if Han Zhao performs well, he can return to the city through the Workers' Peasants' and Soldiers' University.

Sister Han said a lot in the letter.

Han Zhao received the letter after reading it, and then took the two pieces of fabric and the Sea Soul Shirt to the Jiang family.

"Sweet." Han Zhao took the things to Dongshu like a treasure.

Along with that pack of White Rabbit toffee and a bunch of tickets.

As soon as Dongshu saw the ticket, her eyes lit up.

It's still worth a lot of money to resell.

However, most of the meat tickets sent by the Han family were meat tickets, probably because they were afraid that Han Zhao would not eat well in the countryside.

There is no cloth ticket, because I changed two pieces of fabric and bought a sea soul shirt, and the cloth ticket has been consumed.

There are still two food stamps, both of which are 10 catties, and it is estimated that Han Zhao is also afraid that he will not eat well.

The city supplies grain, light industry is 27 or 8 catties a month, which is the amount of adults, and heavy industry is about 45 catties.

It's not easy.

Save 20 catties of grain, and it is estimated that the family will have to be very tight.

"Write another letter asking your family not to send tickets." Although Dongshu was very addicted to reselling tickets, he didn't want Han Zhao's family to burn down the family in order to make up for him.

Hearing Dongshu say this, Han Zhao only felt warm in his heart, so he almost stepped forward to hug Dongshu rudely.