Although the warehouses of the mutual aid associations are not bustling, they are also full of people.

Tu Ziqiang was thinking crankily as he walked.

Can you not be in a hurry? It's all March, and spring ploughing is going to be in mid-April!

Crops don't wait for anyone, and if you can't think of a way, in the second half of the year, you can only eat the workers of the factory first.

How big the hand is, how big the bowl, how big the ability to handle the big thing.

Tu Ziqiang kept comforting himself, but he couldn't help but feel irritable in his heart.

"How can you be unreasonable, comrade!"

A voice sounded familiar from afar......

Tu Ziqiang looked up and was happy~~~

This is not the first time I sold meat tickets--- the four pockets!

"Teacher Tian......" The little girl who received the supplies was flushed.

"Don't call me teacher, I'm not your teacher......" the four pockets waved their hands.

"Principal Tian......" The little girl's mouth was deflated, and she was about to shed tears.

"Little girl," the four sighed and softened, "I don't blame you......"

After saying this, the four pockets slowly turned around and staggered a little, carrying a stack of books tied to hemp rope in their hands......

"What's going on......" Tu Ziqiang walked over and asked the little girl, and one of the four ears stopped in a daze.

Director Tu, he ...... "The little girl is stumbling."

"You're the leader, aren't you? You come to judge the ......" The four pockets turned around and ran in front of Tu Ziqiang, holding their hands high.

"Well, you said ......" Tu Ziqiang looked at the four pockets with a smile.

"Huh?" The four of them looked at Tu Ziqiang suspiciously, this kid is very familiar.

"He wants to exchange books for work......" the little girl whispered, "but we don't have this ...... in the project."

"Why isn't there this? I'm telling you, that doesn't make sense! "The four of them shook their heads, not wanting to see anything else.

"Look at you! Seven cents five! The four pockets held the book in one hand and poked the price behind the book with the other, "The value recognized by the country, why don't you recognize it?" Well? ”

"But, Tian, Comrade Tian......" The little girl hesitated for a moment and changed her name, "The mutual aid society only accepts materials related to food, clothing, housing and transportation, this book is valuable, yes, but you can't eat or drink~~"

"You!" Four pockets stammered.

"Even if you sell waste paper, you have to go to the buying station, not our ......," the little girl muttered quietly, not daring to raise her eyes.

"Me!" The faces of the four of them were flushed.

"Okay, give him a pound of meat ......" Tu Ziqiang waved his hand, "Deduct from my working hours." ”

"Oh," the director spoke, and the little girl opened a ticket with her head bowed, and the four of them stood hesitantly.

"Two cents and five ......" the little girl reached out and asked for money.

"Money is also my ......" Tu Ziqiang looked at the four of them who wanted to leave and were reluctant to go, and couldn't help but smile, and took out his pocket to pay.

"The book is for you...... Money~~ Wait for me to pay my salary. The four pockets lowered their heads and took the meat ticket, and stuffed the stack of books to Tu Ziqiang.

"No, they're obviously ......more valuable to you," Tu Ziqiang pushed.

"Me!" The four of them were flushed with red faces, and the blood vessels on their foreheads jumped suddenly, and they said angrily, "I'm not asking for food!" ”

"Whoa!"

A stack of books was stuffed into Tu Ziqiang's arms, and the four of them turned around and left.

The little girl stuck out her tongue, Tu Ziqiang smiled at her, and took two steps to catch up with the four pockets.

"Two pieces of eight!" Tu Ziqiang grabbed the arms of the four pockets and whispered, "I'll send you two cents!" ”

"It's you!" The four pockets were puzzled, but when they heard the word two cents, their pupils constricted.

The four pockets silently lined up to receive the meat, without the slightest intention of talking to Tu Ziqiang behind them.

"Fat, the fattest ......" The four of them swallowed and foamed, skillfully currying favor with the meat cutter.

"Director Tu......" The man who cut the meat didn't seem to see the four pockets, and looked at Tu Ziqiang with a smile on his face.

"Give me five catties of pork belly ......" Tu Ziqiang was not hypocritical, handed over the ticket in his hand, "There are still two catties of sugar......"

Gollum, the four pockets that were squeezed aside obviously swallowed and spit, and Tu Ziqiang's mischievous psychology was greatly satisfied!

Tell you old boy to take the bridge with me! I'm hungry for you!

"Director Tu, you have taken the ......" The strong man handed over the sugar and pork belly with a smile on his face, and his thick arms were a little struggling......

"Hmm...... Great work. Tu Ziqiang smiled kindly, took the meat and sugar, and his hand couldn't help but sink......

Almost eight catties of meat and three catties of sugar......

Tu Ziqiang weighed his weight, looked up and smiled at the strong man, and the strong man was flattered.

"I, I also want pork belly ......" The four of them looked at the meat in Tu Ziqiang's hand in a daze, gritted their teeth and said.

Syllable! A small strip of tenderloin is tossed in front of the four pockets.

"Next ......" The strong man glanced indifferently at the four pockets of grief and indignation.

"You !!" The four pockets gasped violently, and then said aggrievedly, "You don't have enough for a pound!" ”

"Hurry up, there are so many people lined up behind...... "The strong man coaxed away four pockets like flies.

Tu Ziqiang swallowed his saliva and went home happily......

Haven't eaten braised pork in months? Eat hard today!

The expectation of braised pork temporarily suppressed his irritability......

People, it's not important to wear or eat!

"You can't do this~~~" The four of them panted and caught up with Tu Ziqiang, staring at the eight catties of meat with their eyes.

"Huh?" Tu Ziqiang's footsteps did not stop, and he squinted at the four pockets with a hara......

"I'm very good at braised pork...... Sidou reluctantly took his eyes off the meat and looked at Tu Ziqiang, "It's a long story, why don't you talk while eating?" ”

"My name is Tian Xifeng, and I am the principal of Sixty-five Middle School," Sidou stretched out his hand to Tu Ziqiang, who didn't know you yet, "Before becoming the principal, I studied economics......

Tu Ziqiang shook Tian Xifeng's hand with drooping eyelids, and casually stuffed the meat and sugar into his hand......

"This braised pork is fat but not greasy...... Tu Ziqiang's house, Tian Xifeng sucked saliva while cutting the meat pieces......

"Just ......the two of us have a meal," Tu Ziqiang reminded with a big tea jar.

"It's okay......" Tian Xifeng's action of cutting meat instantly accelerated.

"You slow down, don't cut your hand......" Tu Ziqiang glanced at him, turned around and entered the house, deciding to give up.

The old guy obviously didn't plan to say anything until he got his mouth on it.

"Don't worry......" Tian Xifeng's movement of cutting meat slowed down.

"Sweet, soft, glutinous, fat and thin......"

"Chaotian pepper doesn't have it, it's a pity ......"

"Where's the big food and cinnamon?"

"Xiangyena?"

"Are there any jujubes?"

"Nothing, you've had a good day! Tut-tut......"

"I won't ask anymore, surely there is no rock candy?"

"Tsk, it's a pity that there is no rock sugar, and the white sugar is a lot worse......"

Tian Xifeng was busy in the kitchen like a cheerful erha, chattering endlessly.

Tu Ziqiang lay on the kang with a black face, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it!

Scholar?

This Nima is a big foodie!

Principal of Sixty-Five Middle School?

New Oriental's!

Studying economics?

Let's do the sale!

True Nyima can fool!

My braised pork!!