56. How less money
At noon, the team was very lively.
Many people hurriedly finished eating and came to the stone grinding plate in front of the ancestral shrine to line up to grind, and the big confusion was also here, and he carried a bag of wheat to grind the noodles.
This is Wang Yi's arrangement.
The flour he bought was machine-ground flour, and the finished flour came out at high temperature and high speed, which was fine but had additives.
So he is ready to grind a little flour to eat, there are no additives and it is flour ground at low temperature, and it is said on the Internet that such flour has little damage to nutrition.
To put it simply, machine-ground flour is PS flour, and stone-ground flour is amateur flour.
Wang Yi has been in contact with PS for 22 years, and when he came to 82, he wanted to be an amateur.
To improve the pursuit of life! Be aggressive! Be willing to try something new!
There are many tools in front of the ancestral shrine, and there are only two that can grind the dough.
One is a stone mill and the other is a stone mill, which can grind the noodles, but there are too few people in the village, especially the surface grinded by the stone mill is not as fine as the stone grinding, and everyone is willing to use the stone mill, so the queue time is very long.
The stone grinding surface is very laborious, and the medicine holds the grinding stick and circles around the stone mill.
There will be a family named Wang Xianggong grinding cornmeal at home, and Wang Dongyang's family is queuing, according to the rules, the later ones will help the first to push the grind to speed up.
Wang Dongyang rolled up his sleeves and pushed the grinding stick, pushing the stone mill to make a low noise.
Wang Xianggong's daughter-in-law threw corn into the hole of the stone mill, and as the stone mill rotated, corn flour slowly leaked out of the grooves in the circle.
After a while, Wang Dongyang was sweating, and when he saw Wang Yi coming, he greeted him: "Teacher Wang, come here and help!" β
"Mr. Wang is an intellectual, a mental worker, can he give you a grind?" Liu Hongmei chewed soybeans and smiled, "yours quickly, look at your sweaty posture, is it kidney loss?" β
I can't bear it.
Wang Dongyang didn't have a daughter-in-law yet, so he gritted his teeth and began to speed up.
Liu Hongmei grabbed a handful of soybeans and handed them to Wang Yi: "Teacher Wang, it's just baked, you can taste it." β
Wang Yi tasted it, it was crunchy and fragrant.
A little cub ran over when he saw him eating soybeans, raised his head and snorted and asked, "Teacher Wang, is it delicious?" β
Wang Yi handed it to him.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, his hands were covered with mud!
A bunch of cubs are playing in the mud next to them.
They don't have toys on weekdays, and mud is the most common way to play, and there is a child in it who is very skillful and actually pinched a stone mill.
Wang recalled that there were two mud-kneaned circles in an open field, on which grooves were evenly carved with grass stalks and sprinkled with dry soil, just like two stone wheels.
The middle of the round wheel was punched, and a small wooden stick was used as a grinding stick, which turned out to be very decent.
Wang Dongfeng teased him: "You put the pig's trotters on the windowsill to dry, and when they are dried, they will grind flour for your mother." β
The kid who called the pig's trotter tilted his head to look at him and said, "Uncle, are you stupid?" It's not stone, it's mud, how can you grind flour? β
The people around laughed.
Wang Yi squatted down and asked the child: "Pig's trotters, why don't you go to school?" β
Pig's trotters bowed his head and said: "My old man said it's useless, it's better to give my mother a hand and let her be lighter." β
Wang Yi said: "You don't have the strength, how much lighter can you do if you go to give her a hand?" But if you study, have culture and knowledge, and become a cadre or technician in the future, you will spend 100 yuan a month, and your mother will be brisk for the rest of her life, and she will no longer have to work. β
The trotters didn't speak.
Someone said with a smile: "There is no cadre coming out of the green smoke from his ancestral grave, and the pig's trotter father has no sweet potato to use, and their family is as stupid as a pig's belly." β
When the pig's trotter heard this, he was furious, grabbed a piece of mud and threw it at him, and then ran away.
The man glared angrily and wanted to chase him: "Hey, little bunny! β
Wang Yi stopped him: "What you said just now was too much, don't blame other children for throwing you with mud." β
This man is thin and short, and he can't dare to play tricks in the face of him, so he can only smile and say: "Teacher Wang, you see a joke, we uneducated people talk like this." β
"You have to take care of your mouth, and sooner or later you will suffer a loss in the future." Wang Dongyang came to criticize him.
Take the opportunity to take a break.
As a result, Wang Xianggong shouted: "Yangzi, where are you going?" Come to work! β
Wang Dongyang's tears were about to flow: "Second uncle, isn't it almost grinding?" β
Wang Xianggong said: "The family gave birth to some dried sweet potatoes during the New Year, dried them in the sun, and grinded some sweet potato noodles. β
The dried sweet potato is too hard and too big, and you have to smash it before you can grind it and stuff it.
The grinding disc rotates, and the sweet potato noodles come out, and this grinding is fine, and it comes out and splashes in all directions, like dust.
Wang Dongyang hurriedly grabbed the dustpan to cover it and slapped it back.
He found a brisk.
Wang Yi has begun to be revered on the island.
Wang Xianggong finished the others and said, "Let Teacher Wang go first, Teacher Wang will teach the baby in the afternoon in a hurry." β
Wang Yi, who was watching the excitement with relish, was stunned.
I'm just here to eat melons, why do you let me go?
Da Confused was not polite here, and went up with a bag to pour wheat into the stone mill eye.
The wheat has to be moistened before grinding the dough, and the big confusion is quite understandable, and it is handled properly.
Wang Yi stubbornly pushed the grinding stick.
'Squeak crunch ......'
Fortunately, it was promoted, and there was no shame!
And after pushing it, there is inertia, he doesn't feel very heavy, and his body tells him that it can work!
But then his brain told him, you can't!
It's not just a heavy problem, it's also dizzy to go around a grinding disc.
Fortunately, after filling the wheat in a daze, he took over the grinding stick with his free hand: "Teacher Wang, you sweep, I'll push!" β
He strode and pushed the stone mill around like a windmill.
Don't lose your strength.
Wang Dongfeng came up to help him, Wang Yi gave him the broom, and he went back to school first.
The school building was empty, so he seized the time to go back to 22 years.
He went to the rental room, first called the proprietress of the generator store and said that he would go over to get UPS on the weekend, and then opened the post he had made before and read it.
There are a lot of messages, most of which are around 28 gags, but there are also experts who are pointing out the country.
The old brother is enthusiastic after all.
Many people also sent him private messages, and Wang Yi called out one by one to consult transaction information.
He took a notebook and wrote down all the quotations.
Mainly for the 81 years of stamp yearbook to make a quotation, this thing is not expensive, the price fluctuates around 20,000, and the stamps are required to be complete, complete and preserved.
There are only two quotations for that set of Liu Wencai Jingde porcelain, one side is 220,000 yuan, and the other side is 100,000 yuan.
The 100,000 family was directly snapped to death by him.
In addition, there were some of his banknote offers, which were even lower, adding up to two thousand dollars.
Wang Yi was very dissatisfied when he heard it.
The person on the other end of the phone said: "The third set of renminbi has been circulating for 38 years, and now there is a lot of money left, and what you have in your hand is the ordinary version, which is not worth anything at all. β
These words stunned Wang Yi.
The great unity he said was naturally ten yuan, but why did he say that he was thirty-eight pieces of great unity? I have forty-four cards in my handβ
Wang Xiangxiong gave him a total of 455 yuan, 8 jiao and 6 points, which he remembered clearly.
And he still remembered that 40 of the 44 sheets of unity were borrowed by Wang Xiangxiong and his apprentice's family, and his apprentice's family worked in a credit union, and what he was given at that time was the new money he had just withdrawn, all of which were serial numbers!
He took pictures of all the banknotes and uploaded them on the Internet, but in order to save time and effort, he didn't take pictures one by one, but spread them out together in a fan shape.
So he hung up the phone and went back to Tingtaoju and took out the banknotes from the box.
There are indeed only 38 of them in Great Unity!
The change is also wrong, 15 yuan 8 jiao 6 points has become 12 yuan 8 jiao 6 cents!
Wang Yi took out his mobile phone again to compare the photos.
The money he has in the photo is the same.
That is, last time he went from 82 to 22 years, and he had less money in his hands!
Did you accidentally lose a few of them?
Wang Yi put away the money blankly and fell into deep thought.
Footsteps sounded outside, and he went out to look, and saw that it was Wang Xianghong who came over:
"Teacher Wang, busy?"
Wang Yi put away his thoughts and smiled: "I'm not busy, is there anything wrong with the branch secretary?" β
Wang Xianghong put down a cowhide bag and said, "Didn't I go to the township and county yesterday?" Got something for our school. β
"In terms of funds, we can't squeeze it out, saying that we are busy with construction now, and we will use money everywhere, which makes us think of a way for ourselves."
"But later, I can arrange for you to study and go to the advanced schools in the county to study with senior teachers."
"In terms of materials, we were given ten glass tickets, a glass knife, and ten bags of quicklime to wipe the exterior wall of the school."
"In addition, the teaching tools of chalk and triangular rulers are scattered to some ......."
He was talking in the house, and Wang Dongfeng's cheers sounded outside: "Teacher Wang, Teacher Wang, we are going to work again, what are we going to eat tonight?" Let's have another pot of sauerkraut stewed meatballs, this thing is so delicious! β
Wang Xianghong frowned and wondered at first, and then his face turned grim.
But there was also a militiaman named Wang Yong who also jumped out and said, "Are there any chickens climbing?" How did that chicken crawl? It's delicious! β
Wang Xianghong's face suddenly became gloomy.
Gloomy can drip water!