Zhao Lanxiang went to Qinghe Town to buy a pound of pork. The grain station bought a new batch of Fuqiang powder. The residents of the town lined up before dawn. Zhao Lanxiang can no longer buy it after finishing the work. She had enough money in her pocket, but had nowhere to spend it, which made Zhao Lanxiang, who was used to buying whenever she wanted, quite uncomfortable.
Zhou Jiazhen said: "There are no rich and powerful fans, can I buy other ones?"
A trip to the county costs 30 cents for a ticket, and 60 cents for a round trip. She was reluctant to spend this unjust money in vain, she was so painful for Zhao Lanxiang's flesh.
In the end, Zhao Lanxiang did not stick to the good or the bad, and bought a bag of construction powder. The country distinguishes the quality of flour according to gluten content and fineness. Fuqiang flour is the best, equivalent to No. 1 flour, followed by construction flour.
She gave the 30 catties of food stamps to the salesperson. In addition to the money and the food stamps, she also handed over a small notebook to draw a sketch for the person in charge of the grain station.
In the 1970s, there was no open and honest grain sales on the market, and all of them were purchased and sold by the state. Non-agricultural hukou in cities and towns is allocated grain according to the head, while rural hukou is allocated grain by production teams at the end of the year. Before going to the countryside, Feng Lian was worried that her daughter might not earn enough centimeters to support herself, so she handed over her grain and oil supply book to her daughter.
She can get 35 catties of grain every month, and the treatment is very good. The average monthly distribution of grain to urban residents is 30 to 35 kilograms. The school where Feng Lian works has good welfare, and has raised five kilograms of monthly food for the old employees.
Last month, Zhao Lanxiang used 30 catties of food, and after eating 20 catties, she saved 10 catties. The surplus five jins in the grain and oil book were lent to Zhou Jiazhen.
Zhao Lanxiang's act of buying 30 catties of flour in one go made Zhou Jiazhen take a deep breath.
Zhao Lanxiang is definitely the most lavish rich person Zhou Jiazhen has ever seen. Every time she buys food, she always does not blink, and she eats flowers everywhere. Every time she comes to town, she buys pork, and she likes to pick thin ones. purchase. You must know that the fat meat is much more valuable than the lean meat. The fat meat can be squeezed for oil, and it is delicious. The fried crispy and tender meat is not only delicious. However, Zhao Lanxiang chose to buy pork and oil separately, which is very particular.
But when it was her turn to buy pork, Zhao Lanxiang, an ostentatious "rich man", found out that if she wanted to eat meat at the speed she had yesterday, the meat tickets sent by her parents would soon run out, and her brows twitched invisibly. stand up.
In fact, it's not that Zhao Yongqing and Feng Lian don't give enough shares, but Zhao Lanxiang's appetite seems to be different from the past. After coming to the country, she eats some meat every now and then to satisfy her cravings. For Zhao Lanxiang, who ate meat all the time in later generations, of course, it was economical, but compared to Zhao Lanxiang at the age of 18 who was accustomed to the lack of materials, it seemed extravagant and wasteful.
Zhou Jiazhen saw Zhao Lanxiang walking towards the non-staple food store again, and hurriedly grabbed her: "Why are you still buying pork? Are you finished with the ones from yesterday?"
Zhao Lanxiang replied, "It's over."
Although the meat ticket cost her a lot, she felt distressed, but the greedy worms in her stomach were already clamoring, and people live in this world for nothing. Good work, three meals a day. In the past, the eighteen-year-old Zhao Lanxiang had never seen the world, but now Zhao Lanxiang is an old man who has experienced decades of changes. The conservative and economical in his bones has long been completely changed by the spirit of the new era.
In the end, she boldly cut... a pound of meat back, half a catty of pig intestines and half a catty of pig feet.
Zhou Jiazhen watched helplessly as "Bloody Zhao" finished buying pork, then turned to the supply and marketing agency to buy some cloves, nutmeg, star anise, cinnamon... and other spices, as well as some soy sauce, white wine, vinegar, etc. Zhao Lanxiang smoothly folded the shopping list and put it in his pocket. There are so many things to buy that she is afraid she will forget.
Although Zhao Lanxiang in her previous life was the one who did not touch the water with her ten fingers, but in order to please Jiang Jianjun and became a virtuous and graceful military sister-in-law, she worked hard to cook, just to give him a meal when he returned home from the hard training. Delicious meals. As time went on, her hands gradually became calloused, and her palms became rough. No one in the entire compound said that the meals she cooked were good. When the oil is heated and the dishes are in the pot, the fragrance overflowing from the kitchen makes people in all directions greedy.
Later, Zhao Lanxiang married He Songbai, and the He family also had a foodie eldest sister, and the two of them happened to get together. On weekends, the He family's kitchen is filled with aroma, and He Songbai has been fattened by her.
She listed more than thirty kinds of spices on the list, and she could only buy a small part of the list by searching everywhere. Zhao Lanxiang was not discouraged either. After all, the economic conditions and material level in the county town were far inferior to those in the city, and it was good to be able to buy half of it.
Zhao Lanxiang's trip was a rewarding experience, and Zhou Jiazhen also pulled two feet of cloth to make summer clothes. Her family's conditions are incomparable to Zhao Lanxiang's, but she has a good mentality. After going to the countryside for so many years, she has saved a small amount of money herself, so she does not worry about food and clothing.
It's just that the marriageable age is approaching, and Zhou Jiazhen, who has never been bored and depressed, is worried for the first time.
Is she really going to put down her roots in the village
She glanced at Zhao Lanxiang, who was carrying a big bag and a small bag and returned to the brigade with satisfaction, and for the first time envied her youth and vitality.
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Zhou Jiazhen helped Zhao Lanxiang carry a bag of white noodles back to the old house of the He family, and Zhao Lanxiang took out the wild fruits that Sanya had left for her to reward Zhou Jiazhen. This purple-black fruit is called Nianzi, which is sweet and luscious when ripe, and can be found everywhere. When Sanya went to the mountains to hunt hogweed, she could bring back a pocket. Sanya, who had no sugar to eat, regarded it as a precious treasure. Every year, she looked forward to summer coming soon, and the noodle in the mountains would be cooked sooner.
It was obvious that Zhou Jiazhen also loved this kind of fruit. She was surprised that she even ate a big bite and didn't care that her fingertips were soaked with its juice. After eating, she licked her mouth contentedly.
"How did you pick it? I went to the mountain to pick firewood a few days ago and couldn't see it. It was picked bald."
Sister He and Sanya, who are used to playing pig grass in the mountains, are familiar with the treasures in the mountains.
Zhao Lanxiang just smiled and poured her a glass of water.
Zhou Jiazhen drank two large bowls of water and hiccupped, "I didn't expect this He family to be poor, but these old houses are quite real. Although you don't like to hear my words, but the He family's Man, it really is—"
As she spoke, she walked out of Zhao Lanxiang's room, suddenly found something, shook her head and left.
At this time, Zhao Lanxiang was carrying a pair of pig intestines and was about to go to the well for cleaning. She was surprised to find a man squatting in the private plot to water the vegetable seedlings. The pea seedlings climbed the fence along the fence, covering his tall and thin body.
He saw Zhao Lanxiang's surprised eyes, and turned his head indifferently.