Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 784 Broken Bicycle
At this time, the rice and flour processing machines already had the function of grinding the grain skin. In addition to the grinding function, the remaining function was crushing, and it had to be crushed repeatedly twice.

The reason for this is that the grinders of that time were not very advanced and could not completely grind the grain into flour.

Since it has the function of grinding the skin, the cornmeal that people eat must be ground and then crushed.

Only flour ground in this way is the real flour that does not irritate the throat when eaten.

However, the ground corn husks will not be thrown away, because they are still very good feed for livestock.

At this time, there was no one in the processing plant, and all the machines in the plant were idle.

The owner of the processing plant and several workers were wiping the machines in the factory out of boredom.

It can be seen that in this era, most people would rather push the millstone than spend a few cents on processing fees.

Seeing Wang An pulling a cart of grain over, the boss of the processing plant immediately came over and said to Wang An with a smile on his face:

"Little brother, what about processing? Is it grinding the skin or grinding the surface?"

I have to say, this is the gap between private and public ownership. You have to know that before the processing plant was contracted out, the people in the processing plant were all very arrogant, and their faces showed an attitude of "come if you want or not."

Now that the work has been contracted out, the boss feels more welcoming to the people who come to do the processing than to his own father.

Wang An asked with a smile:

"Well, we have to sort it out. How do we calculate the bill for this processing? Do we check the bags or by the pound?"

In Wang An's memory, the processing fee in that era was not expensive. Normally speaking, the processing fee for 100 kilograms of grain was only about cent.

Of course, if it is less than 100 kilograms or 1 or kilograms more, it seems to be calculated at cent.

This is the case in the Northeast. No matter what business you do, it's fine as long as it's roughly the same. People are not as stingy as in the South.

Upon hearing this, the boss looked at Wang An's cart of grain, pointed at the grain with his chin, and said with shining eyes:

"Little brother, are you going to grind all of this? How many pounds does it weigh in total?"

Wang An smiled and said:

"That's about right. Keep 1 kilograms of black beans, and then grind the remaining 4 kilograms of corn, 1 kilograms of wheat, and 1 kilograms of black beans into flour. By the way, cornmeal is for human consumption, so the husk must be removed."

The boss muttered for a long time before saying:

"Six thousand pounds, right? The skin resurfacing thing is a bit more complicated. How about you give me 6 yuan, and then you don't have to worry about anything. What do you think, little brother?"

Wang An wanted to bargain for a price, but then he thought again:

"10 yuan is fine. Just bear with the hard work and grind the skin of 200 kilograms of black beans for me. Then I can make tofu with residue. Do you think it's okay?"

Wang An's request was not excessive. The boss thought about it for a moment and agreed with a smile:

"Okay, brother, I'm open-minded and I can't be a slacker. So, then, where do you put your bag of noodles? What do you put the noodles in?"

Wang An slapped his head and suddenly felt that he had not been thoughtful enough in doing things. He only thought about saving trouble and did not prepare everything properly.

Sacks are fine for storing grain, but they are not suitable for storing processed flour. So Wang An said to the boss:

"Come on, start the machine first, I'll go buy some flour bags after that." Wang An was about to leave when the boss hurriedly said:

"Little brother, this place is not close to the supply and marketing cooperative. Why don't you ride my broken bicycle there?"

As he spoke, the boss pointed to a bicycle not far away.

You know what, what the boss said is absolutely right, this bicycle is really broken.

Not only were the front and rear tire covers gone, the bicycle's chain box and kickstand were gone, and even the brakes were removed. Fortunately, the rear frame was still there, otherwise Wang An wouldn't know how to carry the things back on this thing.

Fortunately, this bicycle still has pedals, although only two iron bars are left of them. As for the seat, it has obviously been replaced by a piece of wood.

After Wang An looked at the bicycle, he asked in surprise:
"Brother, how did you ride your bike like this? Damn it, did you pick it up from a pile of junk? If you don't have some skills to ride this bike, you will ride it right into a ditch."

Upon hearing this, the boss scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"Don't say that, my bicycle was in great shape after it was stolen last time. It took the inspector a lot of effort to find it for me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to get it back."

When Wang An heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and at the same time he understood what was going on.

It's obvious that the thief stole the bicycle and couldn't sell it, so he disassembled it into this awesome shape and sold the parts.

I have to admit, this thief is really a bastard.

Subconsciously, Wang An said:

"Has this idiot thief been caught? If he is, I'll break his legs. Why is he so stupid?"

The boss smiled bitterly:
"We did catch them, but we don't know where the parts were sold to. It's fucking bullshit."

He pushed the bicycle over, lifted his leg and rode on it, then said to the factory owner:

"Okay then, big brother. I'll talk to you when I get back. Thank you, big brother."

After the boss said something polite, Wang An awkwardly rode his broken bicycle towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

You know what, no matter how broken the bike is, riding it is much faster than walking.

A few minutes later, Wang An arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative. Since the bicycle had no kickstand, Wang An leaned the bicycle against the door of the supply and marketing cooperative. He looked left and right and felt that no one would steal this broken bicycle, so Wang An walked into the supply and marketing cooperative.

In this era, the status of bicycles was no less than that of cars in later generations. There were steel stamps on the triangular beams of bicycles, so stolen bicycles were very difficult to trade.

Even if they are selling junk, junk collectors dare not buy bicycle irons, because bicycle irons, like rails, are contraband, which means that if you steal this thing, you can only dismantle it and sell the parts.

There was nothing left to dismantle the factory owner's broken bicycle, so Wang An was not worried about it being stolen.

When he arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, Wang An bought 50 90-jin bags of flour at once. According to the ratio of grain to flour, 5 jin of grain can produce about 3500 jin of flour, and 1 jin of black beans can produce 1 jin of bean flour, so 90 bags of flour are more than enough.

Two small bags of noodles cost 1 cents, but a 50-jin bag of noodles cost 9 cents each, so Wang An spent another yuan.

This is because Wang An is very rich, otherwise he would have spent all the family's money just on buying bags of noodles.

Don’t disbelieve it, people of this era really have no money!
He originally wanted to buy some cigarettes, but the bicycle couldn't carry them, so Wang An had no choice but to leave on his broken bicycle.

(End of this chapter)