"The food was delivered?" Fang Yuan had just arrived home, and his mother asked.

"Well! Fang Yuan didn't tell his mother, he also gave the sixth aunt a hundred yuan.

Because there is no need to say it, at least not for the time being.

Anyway, my mother won't say anything even if she knows about it in the future, so it's better not to say it.

"Brother Fang Yuan, this is really delicious, you can taste it. The little girl ran over and put a fruit into Fang Yuan's mouth.

This fruit is not a fruit, but the kind of dim sum fried with syrup and noodles that can only be eaten during the New Year.

It is generally used to give gifts, wrapped in kraft paper, with a piece of red paper on top, and then tied with string.

"Is Brother Fang Yuan delicious?" The little girl saw Fang Yuan eating, and hurriedly asked again.

"Hmmm! delicious, go eat it. ”

In fact, Fang Yuan was not very cold to sweets, and there was nothing to eat in this era, otherwise he would basically not eat them.

"Boss, what do you think of this?" The little fat man walked over at this time and handed Fang Yuan a wooden gun.

"You've been working on it for a long time, and you're going to take out this thing?" Fang Yuan asked as he looked at the little fat man.

The little fat man scratched his head and asked, "What's the matter, boss, can't this work?"

"Of course not, this thing can only be used as a support at most, do you still want to make a gun out of wood?" Fang Yuan gave the little fat man a roll of his eyes and said.

Yes, Fang Yuan had been studying the powder gun with the little fat man since the morning, and Fang Yuan mainly wanted to find memories.

When he was a child in his previous life, Fang Yuan didn't play with that thing less, usually picking up a lot of squibs during the Chinese New Year, and then picking them up and asking for gunpowder inside.

If you don't have gunpowder, you can use a match, and you can actually make a noise, because that thing doesn't have any power at all.

However, there are no absolutes in the world, Fang Yuan had made a powder gun with a lot of power in his previous life, but unfortunately it was confiscated by the teacher when he was brought to school later.

Until he graduated from elementary school, the teacher didn't give it back to him, and at that time, Fang Yuan had no interest in it.

Now that he was living again, Fang Yuan still wanted to play with this thing.

Actually, this thing is quite easy to make, a bicycle chain, a bullet case, an eight-gauge iron bar, and then a wooden pallet.

Of course, this is a more delicate method, and if you don't use a wooden pallet, you can also use iron bars directly.

But this is only the first step, if you have the conditions, get some infusion tubes, this is not the kind of white tube in later generations, but the current rubber yellow tube.

Even if you don't have the conditions, you can cut a few loops with a bicycle inner tube.

The more powerful powder gun made by Fang Yuan in the previous life was made of seamless steel pipes, and there was no need for bicycle chains.

One end of the seamless steel pipe is screwed, then welded, and then a small hole, a book clip, and an iron nail are punched in it.

(You can't write it!!) ）

"Uh, Boss, this ......"

"Alright, give me the pen. ”

Fang Yuan took the pen handed by the little fat man and quickly drew a picture.

Seeing this thing drawn by Fang Yuan, the little fat man looked at him and asked, "Boss, can this thing really hit birds?"

"What do you think? It's a pity that there is no medicine, otherwise it would have worked better. ”

The powder that Fang Yuan said was the kind of gunpowder used in the Sky Monkey, the power of this thing to explode was not great, but the power of firing steel balls or iron sand was much more powerful than explosives.

Just when Fang Yuan was about to clean up and do it, the third sister ran back from outside, she went out to play after eating, and she didn't come back until now.

"Fatty, fatty, your dad got into a fight with someone else. The third sister said to the little fat man when she entered the house.

"What!" Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the third sister and asked, "Is there really a fight?"

"Not yet, but soon. ”

Hearing the third sister say this, Fang Yuan and the little fat man hurriedly ran outside, the powder gun or something had been left behind.

When Fang Yuan and the little fat man ran to the butcher shop, they found that there was no fight at all, just a quarrel.

This also made the two of them breathe a sigh of relief, but when they saw who the person who was arguing with the fat uncle was, Fang Yuan and the little fat man glanced at each other, and almost didn't hold back a smile.

Because it was none other than Cao's mother, I heard her say to Uncle Fat: "Everyone comes to judge, how can there be such a thing? Every time I come to buy meat, it's lean meat?"

The fat uncle rolled a cigarette, licked the cigarette paper with his tongue, twisted it a few times, put the cigarette roll to his mouth, and struck a match to light it.

After looking around at the people around him, he said: "What's strange about this, is there meat! There are fat and thin, who let you come unlucky!"

Of course not, he saw Cao's mother coming, so he put the fat one away and took out a piece of lean meat.

"Why is it so coincidental? Every time I come over, it's lean meat. ”

"Who knows! Someone has to buy it anyway, and if you don't buy it, someone else will buy it. Uncle Fat came at this time.

Originally, someone wanted to say something for Cao's previous mother, but now when he heard Uncle Fat say this, he immediately stepped back.

Just kidding, whoever talks at this time is a fool, in case he comes to buy meat by himself next time, it happens to be lean meat.

Smart people can see it, the fat uncle is deliberate, if he stands up and speaks at this time, maybe the lean meat will be sold to himself next time.

"I don't care if someone else buys it or not, but today, you have to sell me a piece of fat. Cao's mother said.

The fat uncle took a puff of cigarette fiercely, then highlighted a puff of smoke and said, "I'm afraid it won't work today, that's it." ”

"You ......"

Uncle Fat is selling for the public, and it has nothing to do with him if he sells more or less, because he is getting a salary, and the above will not pay him more because he sells more.

That is to say, if he doesn't sell one or two pieces of meat a day, or sells a thousand catties a day, how much salary should he get in the end.

"I said you can't buy it, if you don't buy it, you can leave, don't delay me to sell meat. Uncle Fat said impatiently to Cao's mother.

Although Cao's previous father was the workshop director of the woolen mill, and Uncle Fat was just an ordinary worker, don't forget that Uncle Fat is not under the management of the woolen mill.

Uncle Fat's butcher shop is under the management of the Imperial Capital Non-staple Food Business Bureau, and Uncle Fat is also an employee of the Imperial Capital Non-staple Food Business Bureau.

If you talk about the level, the commercial bureau is much higher than the level of the woolen mill, not to mention a workshop director, even if the factory director says that you don't bird you.

"I didn't buy it from you, and I won't buy it in the future. ”

The fat uncle spread his hands and said, "Whatever, if you have the ability, you can buy it in the city." ”

In fact, there are also butcher shops on Qinghe Street, but the butcher shops on Qinghe Street basically have no business.

If there is no business, there is no need to buy fresh meat, and now it is winter, and the meat will basically not spoil, so the meat on Qinghe Street has always looked shriveled.

It can be said that the woolen mill will not go to Qinghe Street to buy meat at all.

In fact, this is very normal, the workers of the woolen mill all eat commercial grain, and they have a ration every month, while Qinghe Street is full of farmers, and the peasants have no ration, so they must buy it with tickets.

Not to mention the use of tickets, even if there are no tickets, how many people can afford to buy meat.

"Okay, you wait for me. ”

Although Cao's previous mother was arrogant and domineering, she had no temper at all for the fat uncle.

"Okay, I'll wait, if there's anything I can do, just use it. The fat uncle slashed the knife on the wooden pier and said.

Seeing Uncle Fat's action, Cao's mother didn't dare to speak anymore, because Uncle Fat's action just now made her feel as if she was going to cut herself.

"I said fatty, your dad is quite handsome. Fang Yuan patted the little fat man on the shoulder and said.

"Boss, what do you mean to be handsome?" the little fat man asked suspiciously.

Fang Yuan pointed at himself and said, "Like me." ”

"Oh!" the little fat man nodded.

Cao's mother left, and the onlookers were still standing here and doing something, so they all left.

Soon there was Xia Yuan and the little fat man playing around at the scene, and Fang Yuan kicked the little fat man's ass just when he was seen by the fat uncle.

The fat uncle smiled and didn't say anything, to be honest, the little fat man followed Fang Yuan, and the fat uncle was very relieved.

Because he could feel that the little fat man was playing with Fang Yuan for a while, the whole person had changed a lot, and it was for the better, which made him very pleased.

Of course, Fang Yuan also saw that the fat uncle looked this way, pushed the little fat man aside, and gave the fat uncle a thumbs up.

The fat uncle smiled at Fang Yuan and said, "Don't worry, uncle will help you out of this anger, I won't be able to make her family eat good meat during the New Year." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Fat. ”

In this era, good meat is fatty meat, which is just the opposite of later generations, in later generations, except for pork belly, few people will eat fatty meat.

But in this era, fatty meat is the best meat, no matter what kind of family you are, buy the fattest meat and sell it.

"Thank you, but if her family wants to go to the city to buy it, there is no way. ”

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "If she wants to go, let her go, taking the bus also costs money, and it takes a lot of time to get to the city." ”

"Hahaha! That's right. The fat uncle smiled very happily.

The two of them did not say from beginning to end that Cao Qian's family would go to Qinghe Street to buy meat, because they knew that Cao's family would definitely not buy meat on Qinghe Street.

"Uncle, let's go first. ”

"Hmm!let's go!" After the fat uncle finished speaking, he glanced at the little fat man again and said, "Come back early, don't eat at Fang Yuan's house again." ”

"Oh! ”

After leaving the butcher shop, Fang Yuan did not go home directly, but took the little fat man to Qinghe Street.

He was going to go to Director Jin to ask for a bullet case, and then go to the blacksmith shop to see if there was a seamless steel pipe.

Of course, he also knew that it might be difficult, after all, seamless steel pipes are not so easy to get.

But it doesn't matter, if not, make a chain gun, anyway, he just wants to find memories of his past life.

Director Jin hadn't gotten off work yet, and the two of them went directly to the police station.

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PS: Kneel and beg for a monthly pass!