The booming era begins with the director of the Propaganda Department!

Chapter 146 Psychological shadow! !

In an era when transportation was inconvenient, in order to satisfy the people of Sijiu City, there were people who traveled long distances from several places to transport sheep to Sijiu City.

Sheep transporters are divided into several factions based on different acquisition methods.

Those who directly earn money from the prairie and buy in batches from places like Sugan are called "tourists from Mongolia".

Those who go to Zjiakou and other areas and distribution centers to buy sheep are called "Jingzhuangke".

Different factions bought sheep and transported them back in different ways. In the old days, there were no trains or cars, so we had to rush back. That was called "rushing for luck".

Later, there were trains, and transportation by train was called "escorted transportation."

No matter how you get lucky, keeping the sheep alive is the first priority. Dead sheep are worthless.

After the live sheep arrived at Sijiu City, they did not go directly to the city, but stopped briefly at the sheep shop in Madian.

Madian is a place that specializes in selling horses and sheep. There is a saying in Sijiu City that "there is no sheep in Madian and no meat in the market".

Sheep from outside the customs or from the prairie are groomed and fattened in Madian. After one to two months, when they become fat and strong, the "head" of Yangxing will be responsible for selling them.

Zhang Chenfei went all the way to Dong'an Market. It was the middle of winter, but the place was still bustling with activity. The fruit shop had rare fruits from all over the country.

Zhang Chenfei bought bananas and mandarin oranges. The price, hey. If I go home and tell the old lady, I will have to eat another pipe pot.

Zhang Chenfei hung the net bag filled with fruits on the handlebars of his bicycle while thinking that the Chinese New Year was coming soon, why not get some fruits to sell? ? ?

After buying fruits, we went to a famous mutton bed in Dong'anding to buy meat.

The large knife, which is more than a foot long, is sharply polished and can be seen in the cold light. It is easy to handle in the hands of the meat-cutting master who holds a cigarette and has a sad beard on his face.

Soon, the paper-thin, meat and vegetable mutton slices fell onto the chopping board.

Zhang Chenfei admired the master's knife skills for a while, then took out a dollar: "Master, two pounds of mutton."

Carrying the mutton, Zhang Chenfei went to buy frozen tofu, duck blood, tofu skin, and other hot dishes.

On the way home, I bought a few more bottles of Arctic Ocean. I also took out the bottles I had finished drinking and put them in the space and returned them.

You get five cents for returning a bottle! ! Save what you need and spend what you need.

Everything is done,

When Tian Xiaozao returned home, he had already washed the copper pot inherited from his family and poured water on it.

The green vegetables have also been put away, as well as the must-have chive flower sauce, sesame sauce, sesame oil, green onions, coriander, etc., which are must-haves when eating hotpot mutton, and they are all placed on the table.

Seeing Zhang Chenfei coming back,

Tian Xiaozao took the meat and vegetables and went to the kitchen to clean them up, while rushing him to wash his hands.

By the time Zhang Chenfei washed his hands, Tian Xiaozao had already cut into pieces such as tofu and duck blood.

Seeing her holding tofu and duck blood in one hand, the old lady shouted to Zhang Chenfei to bring over the rest of the dishes.

When the three of them were sitting at the dinner table, snowflakes started to fall again in the courtyard.

Soon, the ground turned white.

The white smoke from Zhang's copper pot floated out from the chimney, carrying the aroma of meat and spreading along the cracks in the door. It floated over the front yard of the Siheyuan, then the middle yard, and the back yard.

The old Yan family.

Yan Bugui and his family were sitting at the table, eating the stick noodles and steamed buns in their hands, as well as the big pickled radish in their hands. They all ate without knowing the taste.

"Dad, when can our family have a meal of meat? Look at Brother Dafei's house, it's so easy to eat meat!!" Yan Jiecheng swallowed his saliva as he spoke.

Yan Jiefang on the side swallowed the steamed bread in his mouth that was irritating his throat: "Brother, just be content with this. You have had several good meals with Brother Da Fei and the others."

Look at me and the third child. We haven't been able to improve our lives. We only eat steamed buns and pickles every day. This is how miserable we are! ! ! "

Although the third child, Yan Jiekuang, is still young and cannot speak much, he still sits in my mother's arms and sucks her milk.

But it didn't stop him from waving his slender arms and shouting about eating meat, eating meat.

Aunt Yan was about to reach her menstrual period and couldn't control her temper. When she heard the three children making trouble, she felt an unknown anger in her heart and slammed the table.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat meat! Your parents only have bones. If you don't mind, you can break our bones and suck out our marrow!!!"

After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at Yan Jiekuang who was sipping grapes: "Enemies!! You are about to be three years old, are you still eating???"

Children of other people's age have long been weaned and fed, but this damn Jian Tian'er of theirs is holding his thigh and wants to nurse.

Yan Jiekuang sucked the withered nub without making a sound.

Yan Jiefang on the side curled his lips: "If you stew meat every day, only two idiots would eat your nutritious milk!!"

"What did you say???" Aunt Yan glared at her.

Yan Jiefang bowed his head obediently and ate.

From beginning to end, the head of the family, Yan Bugui, did not say a word.

It’s not that I don’t want to say it, but mainly because I was eating steamed buns smelling the smell of Zhang’s mutton.

Just say a word and take one less sip! !

Middle courtyard, Jia's house.

When Jia Zhang heard Qin Huairu calling for dinner, she got off the kang.

When I walked to the outer room and saw the cabbage soup and Erhe noodles and steamed buns on the table, I suddenly turned my mouth into an old pea pod in displeasure.

"No, why is it cabbage again?? If you eat cabbage every day, why can't you change it?"

Qin Huairu held the black rod in her arms while breastfeeding. The child's dark face was in sharp contrast to the white headlights.

"Mom, we don't have much living expenses at home. We still have to save some for the New Year. Now I really don't have the money to buy new dishes."

"How come there isn't much? Didn't I just give you living expenses after you were paid?" Mrs. Jia Zhang said with a straight face. "We have three people in our family. You gave us a total of twelve yuan, and I put three yuan in the dowry." Qin Huairu bit her lips, feeling aggrieved.

In the past, when Jia Dongxu was working, he would pay for the Qi Qi family a month, but when he went to his mother-in-law's house, he would lose five yuan.

You must know that the minimum living standard in Sijiucheng is still five yuan per person per month. This ten yuan is not enough for a family to chew grain.

When Jia Zhang heard this, the boss was unhappy: "Ten yuan is a lot!!!"

You can also take a look at Sijiucheng. Whose younger generation is supported by their hometown? ? ? "

Her monthly salary is only eighteen yuan. If she doesn’t pay twelve yuan, how can she give her fifteen yuan? ?

When not working, the pension is three yuan a month. When working, the pension is still three yuan.

So damn, didn’t she go to work for nothing? ? ?

So Jia Zhang had already thought about it, no matter whether the living expenses she was given were enough or not, she could only give twelve.

What if it's not enough? ? ? Think for yourself! ! !

One sentence caused her mother-in-law to beat her and push her away. Qin Huairu lowered her head deeply and said nothing.

After Mrs. Jia Zhang finished scolding her daughter-in-law, she was not satisfied, and began to operate on her son again:

"I said Dongxu, is it okay for you to write that thing?? If not, quickly find a class and don't waste time at home and eat for free!!!"

"Don't watch others making money every day and not know who you are. Renda Fei is like a phoenix, and you are just a pheasant. How can you compare with others???"

Now she is the mainstay of the family, and she speaks with a straight backbone! !

If you want to scold your son, scold your son, if you want to scold your daughter-in-law, just say your daughter-in-law.

Jia Dongxu's submitted manuscripts never came to light, and he was unhappy at first. Hearing that his mother had boosted Zhang Chenfei's ambition and destroyed his prestige, he became angry.

Don’t bully young people into poverty! ! No, don’t bully young people into being poor! !

Today you, a mother, looked down on me when I was lonely. In time, when I make a lot of money, see how I deal with you! ! !

Besides, even if I can’t do it, my son is still a great example! ! !

My son has seven stars on his feet, he must be better than Zhang Chenfei no matter what! !

After Jia Zhang had scolded enough, her nose suddenly sniffed. hiss! ! It tastes like mutton.

He sucked a few more times and said, "Qin Huairu, is it Shazhu's family who is eating hotpot mutton??"

"It's not Silly Zhu, it's Zhang Chenfei."

"Oh." A hint of loneliness flashed in Jia Zhang's eyes, and she didn't dare to mention asking for meat again.

Jia Dongxu felt unhappy and deliberately provoked her: "Mom, you and Zhang Chenfei have such a good relationship. His family eats hot-boiled mutton. You can go and get some."

In the past, there was delicious food at Shazhu's house, but his mother would always nudge Qin Huairu to get it.

Jia Zhang took a mouthful of cabbage and said, "I'm not going to come to someone's door to ask for food. Isn't that a beggar? I can't do such a despicable thing!!"

Don't look at her usually harsh words, but she also wants to be shameless! ! !

Qin Huairu on the side: ".??"

I am shameless for co-authoring it? ? ?

Seeing her daughter-in-law's face, Jia Zhang seemed to feel that what she said was inappropriate and quickly made amends.

"Then, what's so rare about a little mutton? I heard from Da Fei that if he won the first prize in the literacy show years ago, he would be rewarded with thirty pounds of fat meat!!!"

Zhang Chenfei was talking about thirty pounds of fat meat for the first prize, fifteen pounds for the second prize, and five pounds for the third prize.

After she had a private discussion with Niu Erhua, Dai Erzhuang and others, she rushed to be the first! !

That’s thirty pounds of meat! ! At that time, six people will get one point, and each person will get five pounds! ! !

"Five pounds of fat meat!! Then we don't have to buy meat during the Chinese New Year?" Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu were immediately happy when they heard this.

The Yi family is next door.

Smelling the smell of meat wafting from Zhang Chenfei's house, I thought that he owed him three hundred, ah, no, it's been two months since he paid it back.

Yi Zhonghai's heart bleeds when he thinks that he owes him two hundred and ninety-nine and still doesn't pay back, yet he eats delicious food and drinks spicy food at home every day.

In the backyard.

Liu Haizhong smelled the Zhang family's pork, and couldn't help but start scolding the second and third sons for being useless and trash.

Fortunately, the eldest son is here, so that the couple can have something to think about.

The eldest son is capable, and given time, he will definitely be better than Zhang Chenfei! !

The deaf old lady in the back room was sitting in the room, drinking the batter for the sticks she made and swallowing her saliva.

Thinking back to what the neighbors in the courtyard said today, for the eight hundredth time, I began to be jealous of Mrs. Zhang's good fortune.

Mrs. Zhang's life has been getting better and better since then, and her heart felt like it was being set on fire.

"If I hadn't thought that Lao Yi and Silly Zhu were still in the courtyard, I would have really wanted to move to another place to live. Chi Liu~" After swallowing a mouthful of stick noodle porridge, the deaf old lady thought sadly.

Old Zhang family,

Zhang Chenfei, Grandma Zhang, and Tian Xiaozao still didn’t know how much psychological shadow their dumpling meal on a snowy day had caused to other people in the courtyard.

I picked out a piece of mutton from the copper pot, covered it with sesame sauce and put it in my mouth, enjoying it with satisfaction.

"Sure enough, you still have to eat boiled mutton on a snowy day!!" Tian Xiaozao couldn't help but sigh after swallowing the meat.

"Isn't it good? Let me tell you, there are thousands of delicious foods in this world, but the most delicious thing is boiled mutton!!!" Grandma Zhang put down her chopsticks when she was full, filled a bag of cigarettes and started again smoke.

After dinner, Tian Xiaozao went to wash the dishes, and Grandma Zhang took her grandson and started arranging his plans for the new year tomorrow.

"Tomorrow we'll eat dumplings on the New Year's Day. You can buy some meat. There's also a New Year's calendar and stove candy."

In previous years, these things were all prepared by the eldest granddaughter-in-law. This year, after the family was divided, they had to take care of everything themselves.

(End of this chapter)