A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 35 Qizi smokes the princess's house

Lin Musen had no idea of ​​his son's little thoughts and knew that he would definitely beat this rebellious son to death.

Are there still members of the Lin family who don’t want to be members of the dragon boat team?

Lin Musen slapped his forehead and said, "That's right, Uncle Jiu has been busy these days and is dizzy."

He was so shocked by the fact that his son could travel through time that he forgot about the second biggest event in the village this year.

Why not the number one?
The biggest one is the New Year's party in Shilou Village on New Year's Eve every year. The village's collective shares are distributed per capita, and then the whole village sets up a table to celebrate together. Some small stars are also invited to sing and dance to liven up the fun.

Don't underestimate this dividend. Each person can get at least 5 or 6 yuan. For example, the four members of the Lin family can get more than 20 yuan in dividends from the village each year.

Wang Wenjuan earns more than 20 yuan a year just for Chinese medicine. If there were no dividends from the village, the Lin family would have had an even harder time.

Lin Sanqi didn't want to sigh now, his mind was full of how to make money, so he smiled and said:
"Auntie, let's buy some tea to give away."

When Liu Fangfang saw Lin Sanqi, she felt full of sympathy for this sunny boy.

The fact that Lin Sanqi was expelled from school was already known to the whole village. It was impossible to keep it secret in the village. Fortunately, no one knew about his broken heart yet.

"So it's Thirteen. Just tell me what kind of tea you want to buy. We're a family, and I'll definitely give it to you at the purchase price."

Lin Sanqi didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he quickly said:

"Auntie, I want 50 kilograms of jasmine tea, 50 kilograms of Longjing tea, 50 kilograms of Anxi Tieguanyin, and 50 kilograms of Keemun black tea."

Liu Fangfang was a little surprised:
"You need so much. Doesn't your family run a rice shop? Why do you want to change your business to open a tea shop? Hehehe~~Okay, wait a moment, I'll go to the warehouse to get it."

Most southerners drink Kung Fu tea, and the sales of jasmine tea are not very good, so the stores don’t have it in stock.

After a while, Liu Fangfang brought the tea in a cart and finally settled the bill.

Jasmine tea is 50 yuan per catty, clearance price; Longjing tea is 130 yuan per catty, it is said to be Yuexiang Longjing, not produced in Hangzhou; Tieguanyin is 120 yuan per catty; Keemun black tea is 60 yuan per catty.

I swear to God, the above prices quoted by Liu Fangfang are all wholesale prices, and the quality is guaranteed. She didn't sell any bad ones, so she really didn't make any money from Lin Sanqi and his son.

In this regard, the Lin people in Shilou Village are quite united.

But even so, Lin Sanqi spent 18000 yuan, almost using up the travel fund his father gave him.

If tea sales had been unsold in 59, the Lin family’s finances would have been on the verge of bankruptcy.

The father and son rode an electric tricycle back home. They did not go upstairs, but came to Lin's Chinese Medicine Clinic, then locked the door. One of them weighed the items while the other wrapped them with kraft paper.

Half a pound of tea is put into a paper bag, and the type of tea is marked on the bag.

It was already midnight when they finished processing 200 kilograms of tea. Lin Sanqi calculated that it was about time and prepared to go back.

Before leaving, Lin Sanqi thought for a moment, then ran to the kitchen, took a pack of rice noodles, some raw beef, and some seasonings from the refrigerator, then walked through the kitchen door and disappeared into 2023.

(It doesn't matter which door you go through, as long as it's a door.)
Back in 1959, Lin Sanqi opened the room and took a peek, only to find that the Lin family had not returned yet, and his nephews and nieces were still counting the sesame seeds on the sesame cakes together.

So Lin Sanqi quietly filled the rice bucket with snow-white rice...

When it was almost evening and everyone was off work, Lin Sanqi was lying on the ground with his face covered in black coal, and he was desperately blowing air into the hole under the coal stove, trying to light it. Lin Jiageng and Lin Zhenzhen were shouting "Come on!" beside him.

"Come on, uncle. Come on, uncle~~~"

Poor Lin Sanqi lived for 23 years and had always used a gas stove at home that could be lit up with just a touch of ignition. He had never used a stove that burned honeycomb coal.

Forget cooking, he couldn't even light the fire. The stove only smoked but didn't produce any fire.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that to light a coal stove, you first need to use some hay paper or something like that to start the fire, then add firewood, and finally, when the fire is big, add coal cakes.

Lin Sanqi didn't care about anything and threw all the firewood and coal briquettes into the fire at the same time, resulting in a lack of air underneath to help the combustion, and the coal briquettes could not be ignited at all.

Bao Yansheng just entered the middle courtyard with his lunch box. When he saw the smoke rising, he coughed several times:
"Hey, whose house is flooded? Come and have a look."

Hou Daya, who was standing at the door of the left wing, coughed and cursed:
"Nothing happened. It was the wandering son of the Lin family who poisoned the house. Oh my god, he was planning to poison everyone in our East Cross Courtyard so that he could monopolize the entire mansion. Ahem~~~"

The prince also shouted weakly:
"Please save me first, I can't breathe. If this were the Qing Dynasty, I would definitely drag this stinky boy to the palace to clean his body~~~"

Wu Xinhou was walking into the yard with Lin Kucan and was also startled when he saw the fireworks in the yard.

The biggest fear of an old house is fire. Once it catches fire, a large area will be covered and it will be too late to put out the fire. There is no fire insurance these days. If it really burns down, you can only cry to death.

"What's going on here? Where is this song coming from?"

Hou Daya saw Lin Kucan coming back and cursed:
"Lin Laoguang, your son has done something bad, what do you think we should do? If you don't give me an explanation, I will never forgive you!"

Lin Kucan was startled and asked quickly, "Hey, what's going on? Did you order Ji Niaohou's family?"

Hou Daya was dissatisfied: "Bullshit, your family just lit the stove, it was your son who lit the coal stove, look at what he has done to the yard, the clothes I hung out to dry in the yard were washed in vain!"

Lin Kucan shrugged when he heard this: "It's not okay for your pants to smell like fireworks. Well, don't put your pants away. I'll let Lin Sanqi wash them for you later!"

Hou Daya almost vomited blood after hearing this: "Lin Laoguang, you let another man wash your pants. How can I wear them if they are washed by others?"

"How do you wear it? Wear it next to your body. Do you wear your underwear outside?"

Seeing that Ji Niaohou was about to go crazy again, Wu Houxin hurriedly stopped him and said:
"Alright, alright, Lao Lin, stop teasing Ji Niaohou and look at what your son is doing."

Lin Kucan was delighted when he saw it: "It should be The Case of the Chopping of the Beauty. Do you think my son looks like Bao Longtu meditating in Kaifeng Mansion? Haha."

Wu Houxin looked at Lin Sanqi, whose face was covered in coal dust, then at Ji Niaohou, whose eyes and nose were not quite the same, and then at his old colleague who had never had to worry about anything, and was completely speechless.

"Hey, Comrade Xiaoqi, what are you doing?"

Lin Sanqi raised his head and saw the people in the smoke, then he smiled:

"I have nothing to do, so I want to try to cook dinner for my parents, but this coal stove won't obey me."

Wu Houxin glanced at his old colleague and said with a gratified smile: "This little son is not bad."

Lin Kucan raised his chin and said, "That's the handsome monkey Sai Lei."

(End of this chapter)