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

Chapter 785: Money is Really Not Wasted
When Wang An rode his broken bicycle back to the processing plant carrying a large pile of flour bags, all the machines in the plant were already running.

And those workers were all busy moving grain and dumping it into the entrance above the machine.

You know what, this money is really worth spending. This large machine can process grain at an extremely fast speed.

Put a 200-pound bag of corn in and it will come out in three to five minutes.

The grain that comes out is the corn kernels with the husks removed.

Locally, such corn kernels are also called dachazi, and the porridge made with them is called dacha porridge.

As for the corn husks that were ground off, they were blown directly to another exit.

To be honest, Wang An was still very surprised to see such an advanced skin-removing machine in this era.

After the corn kernels are peeled, a worker uses a scoop to directly load them into a grinder. The cornmeal that comes out of the grinder is not very fine and needs to undergo secondary processing.

Although people in the entire processing plant are very busy, they are all doing their own things. Simply put, they are busy but not chaotic.

After observing for a while, Wang An walked towards the last crusher exit carrying a pile of bags.

Of course, Wang An was not idle either. He helped the workers fill the bags with cornmeal and tie the bag mouths.

In this way, Wang An and a group of workers worked for more than two hours, and finally finished all the work at 2:3 in the afternoon.

When Wang An handed the boss 10 yuan as processing fee, the boss's face was full of joy.

Excluding electricity bills, machine wear and tear, and personnel expenses, the boss can earn three or four dollars, so he must be happy.

When Wang An paid the bill and left the processing plant, his whole body was covered with flour. He looked like he had crawled out of a flour bag several times.

Except for his bright eyes, his whole body was the color of cornmeal.

I have to say that working in a processing plant is not something that ordinary people can do. Most people can't stand the dust alone.

Fortunately, with 6200 kilograms of grain, there is no need to work on the threshing floor anymore.

Wang An wiped his watch, looked at the time, and drove his four-wheeler towards the supply and marketing cooperative again.

This time, Wang An went specifically to buy cigarettes.

When he came to the supply and marketing cooperative again, Wang An went straight to the cigarette counter and bought quite a few of the cheapest cigarettes, including Grape, Dachansheng, Ganghua, etc., totaling more than 200 packs.

The reason why he bought so many kinds was that most of the cheap cigarettes available in the supply and marketing cooperative had been bought up by Wang An.

If you want to buy only one or two items, the quantity is not enough. Although there are plenty of cigarettes in the supply and marketing cooperative's warehouse, it is impossible to move them directly over.

Because if you want to take cigarettes or other things from the warehouse, you have to go through a series of procedures such as outbound delivery and inventory.

The most important thing is that we don’t know whether the warehouse manager is at work in the afternoon. Even if he is at work, the efficiency of the supply and marketing cooperative is extremely slow.

Therefore, Wang An couldn't afford to wait for all these uncles, so he might as well buy a little of each and get enough.

Anyway, the prices of these cheap cigarettes are similar. In rural areas these days, compared with the dry tobacco grown at home, they can all be considered good cigarettes. It doesn’t matter what you smoke.

After buying cigarettes, Wang An’s trip to the county town came to an end.

After tying a sack of cigarettes on a four-wheeled cart, Wang An started the car and drove towards home.

After rushing all the way, Wang An finally arrived back at Kaoshantun near dusk.

It has to be said that the four-wheeled vehicle itself is not fast, and when it is carrying three and a half tons of grain, its speed is even slower.

During this journey, Wang An was almost bored to death in the car. It was so fucking uncomfortable!
Fortunately, I was driving a four-wheeled vehicle instead of a hand tractor. It would have been even more uncomfortable if I had driven a hand tractor. To be frank, the profession of tractor driver looks glamorous and full of people, but in fact, it is not a lazy dog.

Anyway, whoever suffers knows it.

As soon as Wang An entered the yard, he was surrounded by a group of female comrades, and the sound of a lot of chattering followed.

"Xiao An, what happened to you? Why are you so mad? You're like a little devil."

"Xiao An, what happened to you? Did you fall into the flour bag?"

"I'm not kidding. This thing obviously fell into the flour bin. Xiao An must have enough flour to fill a bag. Hahahahaha"

When this person laughed, almost everyone laughed along.

I have to admit that Wang An looked really funny at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Wang An wiped his face with both hands, and there were several more lines on his face, just like an actor whose makeup was not applied properly.

And the crowd laughed even louder.

Wang An wiped his face again, then explained with a smile:

"They bought the grain and went to process it. The processing plant is full of powder and face, which is why this happened."

The person who had good faith immediately asked:

"How much does it cost per pound now? I was thinking about going to the county town some day and grinding some corn grits to eat."

Wang An laughed when he heard this:

"The processing fee is 1 cents per kilograms. You can just go to the village. It's not worth going so far to the county, right?"

The man replied, "In the countryside, 2 catties costs cents, which is a bit expensive."

Wang An smiled when he heard this, but did not respond.

Wang Anke didn't dare to risk being tabooed and say something like "It's just a dime difference" or something like that.

You have to know that many people choose to walk the thirty or forty miles to the county town in order to save two cents on the bus fare.

Wouldn't they be heartbroken by the one cent difference in processing?

Of course, we can’t blame them for being stingy. It’s mainly because it’s very difficult for ordinary farmers in this era to make money.

It may sound a bit exaggerated to say that every penny counts, but it is really the truth!
At this time, Mu Xueqing took out a broom from the house and started hitting Wang An with it.

As the broom handle hit Wang An, it was as if a smoke bomb had been set off around Wang An and Mu Xueqing, with dust and smoke filling the air.

After Wang An had beaten all the flour off his body, the helpers had also finished packing up and left work. Since there were so many people around, Wang An asked everyone to help unload the truck.

Let me just say what I want to say. Although more people means more food, it is also more fun to work there.

Basically, each person only carried two bags and the entire truck of food was unloaded, and it only took a few minutes.

After unloading the car, everyone washed their hands and faces and went to eat, but Wang An hurriedly went to feed the four eagle cubs.

These are four precious treasures!

(End of this chapter)