"Although the Xiangqian family has fallen on hard times, you can't slander them like this."
"Xiang Qian just returned to the team yesterday. This lazy guy slept soundly in the middle of the night. Poor Xiang Qian was so tired that he had to spend the whole night in the message room. My husband's arms and feet are all blistered, and Xiang Qian must not be much better. It's bad enough that there is no one at home who cares about us, but there is also a burden."
"He's on an emergency mission before daybreak. If he keeps working so hard, there's no telling when he'll die."
The sound of blasphemy fell into Su Ye's ears and woke her up.
After Su Ye woke up, she felt sore all over. What happened? Wasn’t she dead
What caught my eye was a pair of big, brand new double happiness characters, a kettle, and a brand new enamel basin.
An old wooden table that was worn out but polished to a glossy shine, a bookcase that was missing a leg but was well-attached, the glass of the bookcase was spotless and displayed a complete set of "Marx's Thought" and "Quotations from Chairman Mao"... Although the house was tidy and clean, it still couldn't hide the shabby atmosphere of the old house.
The hanging desk calendar showed the date: January 1, 1960.
Su Ye's heart was shaken, and she rubbed her eyes to make sure she didn't mistake 202x for 1960. The 1960s... Was she seeing things
What did the 1960s mean? Images of hunger, poverty, backwardness and barrenness appeared before Su Ye's eyes.
Another voice came from outside the door: "Su Ye, did you hear that? Open the door! Gu Xiangqian must be unlucky to marry a woman like you!"
The woman outside the door heard nothing, so she knocked on the door and left unwillingly.
The shouting and cursing outside the door sounded more and more familiar to Su Ye.
"Su Ye", "Gu Xiangqian", etc... Aren't these characters from the period novel she read last night
In that period novel, Su Ye is a top-notch girl. She is lazy and likes to eat and does nothing. She marries a soldier with a bright future thanks to her ancestors. Compared with the outstanding and beautiful heroine, the top-notch girl is like a fish eye and a pearl. Her face will be slapped by the smart and capable heroine.
Su Ye had not realized before that the person being scolded was herself, but now she realized it.
Isn't this scolding directed at her (the original owner)
Because the original owner slept soundly in the middle of the night and did not open the door for the male protagonist, she had to guard an empty room for two months after arriving at the army. After the male protagonist came back from the mission, he acted very pretentiously, causing chaos every few days, and completely became the object of ridicule by everyone in the entire compound.
After Su Ye recalled the plot, his stomach rumbled like thunder after he regained consciousness.
Su Ye was so hungry that his eyes were full of stars. He felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand when he stood up. He drank some hot water from the thermos and only then did he manage to muster up the strength.
Su Ye hurriedly started looking for food, but he didn't find a single grain after searching the whole house. However, he found some very old things in the original owner's military green backpack.
Five grain coupons worth one kilogram, and some Mao coupons, totaling six yuan, twenty cents and eight cents.
While counting the money, Su Ye suddenly remembered that the 1960s was an era of eating from the same pot. The canteen in the army cooked all the food, so of course there was no food at home.
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Su Ye took the food allowance and went to have lunch.
As a family member accompanying the army, the original owner had just arrived at the army and had not yet found a job. The first one to receive a ten-kilogram grain subsidy from the army as a transition. However, the original owner was too lazy and had not found a job after eating the subsidy, which attracted a wave of criticism.
Before Su Ye entered the cafeteria, the aroma of food hit her in the face. Su Ye's mouth quickly secreted saliva uncontrollably. In this short distance, she had swallowed her saliva several times.
Hungry, so hungry that he felt dizzy and his legs were shaky. The highly corrosive stomach acid seemed to burst through his stomach. Su Ye was dominated by a hunger he had never felt before.
Her burps seemed to smell the sour gas coming out of her stomach, leaving no doubt that she could swallow a cow.
Su Ye walked into the cafeteria. She came very early and the cafeteria had just opened for lunch, but the pork on the plates had almost been snatched up, leaving only one portion of pork.
The pork looked terrible, and was black and seemed to have been burnt. In the past, Su Ye would not even bat an eye at this scrap of meat.
But at this moment, the pork was shining under the light, with tempting, greasy flowers, which made Su Ye's eyes sparkle. She couldn't help imagining the wonderful feeling of eating meat, and the saliva in her mouth was secreted silently, and Su Ye kept swallowing her saliva.
Su Ye took out the food allowance and said with a smile, "Please give me a portion of meat."
Unexpectedly, the cook took a look at the number on the ration book and said, "I'm sorry, comrade, you can't exchange for meat."
The smile on Su Ye's face froze instantly. He took a closer look and saw that there was indeed only two taels of grain left in the original owner's food book.
The military wife standing behind Su Ye quickly handed over the bowl and blatantly grabbed the meat: "I want this piece of meat, comrade, give it to me!"
She directed the cook bluntly: "Our whole family depends on this piece of meat this month, so give me all the gravy. Rinse the plate with the meat with boiled water, make sure not a drop of gravy is wasted. I brought a bowl specially for this purpose."
The cook nodded and met her request. After scooping out the meat, he meticulously picked up the kettle and poured water over the meat plate until it was shiny and polished.
The bowl was filled with dishwashing water, with scattered drops of oil floating on it. The woman held a piece of meat and a bowl of dishwashing water in her hands with satisfaction, as if she was holding the whole world in her hands, and she left the canteen with light steps.
Su Ye was stunned with astonishment. It was really shocking that someone could reach such a level.
But the people around didn't react at all, which shows that this is a very common thing.
Su Ye watched helplessly as the last piece of meat was beaten away, feeling a surge of resentment in his heart.
She was shocked by the resentment in her heart. It was just a piece of meat, was it really that serious
Su Ye swallowed her saliva, suppressed her disappointment, and looked at the big white steamed bun beside her. She forced a smile and said to the cook, "Give me a white steamed bun."
"I'm sorry, comrade, you don't even have white steamed buns." The cook was also puzzled, and he couldn't help asking: "It's not even the middle of the month yet, how come your food has run out?"
As soon as the voice fell, someone burst out laughing, breaking the awkward situation: "Master Hong, don't you know her? She is the new daughter-in-law of the Xiangqian family!"
The cook immediately understood who Su Ye was and why her food book was empty, and his kind eyes were now filled with contempt.
She asked for a portion of meat and a white steamed bun made of fine grains. She was a spendthrift! The rumored Su Ye was indeed worthy of her reputation. It was a pity that Comrade Gu Xiangqian sacrificed his life for the country, but he married such a spendthrift woman!
In the end, the cook forced Su Ye to eat two black steamed buns, which wiped out the only food left in his ration book.
Su Ye ate the black steamed bun. When she took the first bite, her eyes went dark. The bun got stuck in her throat and she couldn't swallow it. She almost suffocated. Su Ye slapped her chest violently. People around her ran over quickly.
One of the lesbians pushed her hand swiftly and patted her abdomen hard.
"Comrade, even if a starving ghost is reborn, he can't eat something that big in one bite!" the female comrade said jokingly.
Su Ye looked at the blockage that had been vomited out, and couldn't help but shed hot tears. After taking a few deep breaths, Su Ye wiped away the tears and said to the enthusiastic female comrade: "Thank you, comrade."
"You're welcome. You're new here, right? You look unfamiliar. My name is He Meimei. The grain harvest was poor this year, so the black steamed buns made by the army are a little hard, but they're filling."
The two people exchanged ideas in a friendly manner about how to eat the black steamed buns, and Su Ye ate some of the buns with water.
Su Ye had never eaten such a choking food before. It made him want to throw it in the trash can.
But looking around, she found that most of the people around her were holding the same black steamed buns as hers, chewing them with relish, like they were delicious. She was silent for a few seconds, and the words "the grain harvest is not good" seemed to float in her ears.
Finally, Su Ye put the steamed bun into his pocket and did not throw it away. He decided to keep it as dry food for the future.
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The next day.
As soon as the sky brightened, Su Ye got up early, took his pass and left the family compound.
The original owner's food fund was almost gone, so she had to buy some food. Although Su Ye had just arrived, it would be difficult for her to adapt to such a poor life for a while.
But she had a good attitude and strong adaptability, and she quickly found the way.
Su Ye came to the supply and marketing cooperative. He couldn't afford to go to the state-owned restaurant. Eating a few meals there would empty the original owner's savings.
A long queue formed in front of the supply and marketing cooperative. The prices of goods were written in chalk on the blackboard at the door: pork, 56 cents; rice, 17 cents; coarse grains, 9 cents; eggs, 35 cents.
Su Ye asked around and found out that all the residents in the city were waiting for the Fuqiang flour that the supply and marketing cooperative would supply today.
Flour is divided into three grades. The first-grade high-quality flour is called Fuqiang flour, the second-grade is called Jianshe flour, and the third-grade flour is called production flour.
The supply of Fuqiang flour was in short supply, and the supply and marketing cooperative rarely supplied Fuqiang flour today. The residents of the city were so excited that they lined up before dawn, forming a long queue. In order to buy coarse grains, Su Ye had to hold his nose and was forced to line up at the back of the line.
The line was so long that Su Ye had to wait in line from nine to twelve. The cold wind was blowing and she was freezing. The sun was so bright at noon that it made her dizzy. Su Ye was so hungry that her stomach was making sour water.
The people in the queue were probably bored, so they started to chat about their daily lives. Su Ye was afraid of being exposed, so she kept silent and listened to the conversation. She heard some common sense that was only known in the 1960s.
For example, in this era almost all goods had to be purchased with tickets, and there were hundreds of tickets of various sizes.
However, most of the time, the coupons were useless because many things were often out of stock. Today, there was a shortage of flour, the day after tomorrow there was a shortage of rice, and there was even a month-long shortage of pork. Occasionally, there was a shortage of milk powder, sugar, and oil. If you couldn't spend the coupons, they would be wasted.
If some scarce daily necessities were available on the day, there would be a long queue outside the supply and marketing cooperative. Gradually, city dwellers began to like queuing. When they saw a long queue, they would subconsciously join it. As long as they joined the queue, they would be sure to get what they wanted. Queuing trained city dwellers' patience. Once they sat on a bench, they could chat with the people around them for hours.
To get a cabbage, people have to get up at 6am to queue up. Fuqiang flour is a rare fine grain, and people have to get up at 3am to queue up. Although there is enough pork supply, there is a fixed amount in the monthly food allowance, and many families can only eat it once every few months. Farmers in the countryside may only be able to taste meat at the end of the year, or they may never eat meat at all...
Su Ye felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.
Things that the city dwellers had long been accustomed to were still strange to Su Ye.
She couldn't understand why they were so enthusiastic and patient for food, and why they queued for a whole day just to buy a bag of fine grains. But before yesterday, Su Ye had never experienced the feeling of being so hungry that she was dizzy, had never gotten up so early for food, and had never queued for such a long time.
At twelve o'clock, Su Ye, who had been waiting in line, finally squeezed into the grocery store. She saw the woman in front of her calmly took out a meat ticket for 0.02 catty (10 grams) from her pocket. The master from the supply and marketing cooperative took the ticket and hesitated for a moment.
There was actually a 0.02-jin pork ticket? Su Ye was so upset when he saw it, and he doubted whether it was possible to accurately cut out 10 grams of meat in this age without electronic scales.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen it before?" The woman deliberately put her hands on her hips and looked up at Su Ye.
Su Ye shook his head honestly, "I haven't seen it."
"Hmph." The eldest sister snorted proudly. The amount of meat tickets was surprisingly small, but she felt that she was much better off than Su Ye, who had never seen the world, because she could eat meat. Therefore, her tone was full of complacency.
Soon, the time to test the Soul Swordsman arrived.
The master put down the weight in his hand, took out a ruler and measured the pork, and carefully cut out a dice-sized piece of meat with a knife. The respect and caution on his face made people have no doubt that he was cutting gold.
After reading it, Su Ye was immediately filled with awe.
Finally it was Su Ye's turn to buy food. She bought a pound of cornmeal and a bag of yeast. Su Ye originally wanted to buy five pounds of cornmeal to save the trouble of running around, but she didn't expect that even cornmeal was subject to purchase restrictions, with each person limited to one pound per day.
Su Ye had seen 10 grams of pork, so her expectations for the limited cornmeal had been reduced very low. She left the supply and marketing cooperative carrying the cornmeal with satisfaction.
On the way back, Su Ye counted the money left in her hand, sighed, and began to worry about finding a job. She had to solve the problem of eating as soon as possible.
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After Su Ye returned home with the flour, he began to knead the dough skillfully.
There was no coal stove at home, so Su Ye spent fifty cents and shamelessly borrowed a coal stove and coal briquettes from the neighbor grandmother downstairs.
There was no steamer at home, so she used an iron pot instead, which could also steam buns. However, Su Ye searched for the iron pot for a long time but couldn't find it. Then she remembered that the iron pot had been used to make steel a few years ago.
At present, every household lacks iron pots, so Su Ye gritted her teeth and replaced it with a clay pot. The coal briquettes for the stove were borrowed, the clay pot was borrowed, and even the rolling pin was borrowed. In order to have a good meal, Su Ye rejuvenated his infinite potential.
Knead the dough, add yeast, and knead it into steamed buns as big as a fist. One pound of corn flour can produce two pounds of steamed buns.
Su Ye next door likes to eat fresh food just out of the oven.
Wisps of white mist rose up and bubbles gurgled from the boiling water. Su Ye squatted beside the stove, warming himself by the fire while greedily sniffing the aroma of food.
Su Ye took out the finished steamed buns and tasted them. Although there was no sugar added, the corn buns were sweet. They had a soft and smooth texture and a faint fragrance when chewed in the mouth. The more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, which whetted your appetite.
What fresh corn buns! Finally, I can eat normal food! When Su Ye lowered her head to take out the buns, she was almost teary-eyed by the hot steam.
Su Ye finished her lunch in a few bites, turned around and looked at the clock. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and she had been busy for half a day before she had time to eat breakfast.
When you are hungry, everything tastes delicious. Hunger is the best seasoning.
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A piece of fresh and plump pork belly was placed on the plate on the table.
Su Ye stared at the piece of meat that appeared out of thin air and rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Since she woke up, Su Ye hadn't had a good meal. She swallowed uncontrollably, and even her breathing quickened.