60s: I have a store

Chapter 318

After hearing this, Zhou Yimin said, "Okay, Mrs. Huang is here."

He went back to the house first, packed up, and then followed Zhou Dazhong to his home.

Since it's right next door, it takes less than two minutes to walk.

As soon as Zhou Yimin stepped in, he saw Huang bringing the freshly prepared food to the table.

The house is not big, so the stove is placed next to the door.

There is no other way. Nowadays, every household has a limited space, so we can only make the best use of every inch of space. Otherwise, a house of 20 or 30 square meters will have to accommodate five or six people, and some even have to accommodate more people.

As the population of the city grew, the places to live became increasingly scarce.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you ask Dazhong to pick you up?" Zhou Yimin suddenly spoke.

Huang smiled and said, "Sixteenth brother is here? Come and sit down. Dazhong has to go to work, and Zhoujiazhuang is not far from here, so just think of it as a workout."

"Eat first, or the food will get cold."

The weather is getting colder and colder now. The freshly cooked food feels like it is getting cold after just being left out for a while.

"Yimin, don't be dissatisfied with the simple meals!" said Huang.

She also knew about the food at Zhou Yimin's house, but this was the best treat her family could offer.

Zhou Yimin quickly asked, "How could it be?"

In this environment, it is very rare to serve such food. If you are still not satisfied, it is unreasonable.

Zhou Daguo couldn't help it any longer, so he quickly picked up a piece of bacon and stuffed it into his mouth. There was almost no lean meat, it was basically all fat.

This is the kind of meat that ordinary people like to eat the most. The fatter the better, so that you can feel full in your stomach after eating it.

There is no fat in the stomach, and I have to eat a lot to feel full.

Although the food in the village was not bad, it was still difficult to eat meat. So when Zhou Daguo saw the meat, his eyes were wide open. If it weren't for Huang's pressure, he would have eaten all the meat long ago.

Zhou Yimin specifically chooses the leaner meat to eat. He cannot eat the fatty meat because as long as he takes a light bite, the oil will pop out. He really cannot stand the feeling.

Everyone enjoyed the meal very much, but it was a hard time for everyone in the courtyard, especially Zhou Dazhong's neighbors. Their stomachs started growling as soon as they smelled the meat.

However, they had the nerve to disturb him since Zhou Dazhong had not invited them. And when they learned that Zhou Yimin had been invited, they were even more afraid to disturb him for fear of angering Zhou Yimin.

Of course, there are also people who try to have fun in the midst of adversity. Lu Zimin said, "Son, wife, hurry up while the fragrance is still there. I can eat a few more mouthfuls of rice just by smelling it."

Now every household either uses meat coupons to exchange for more coarse grains, or keeps them for the New Year so that they can have a good meal.

If they were just entertaining one person, they would definitely not be willing to spend so much money. They would have to use up almost all of the meat coupons for a whole year to prepare a decent meal.

After eating and drinking, Zhou Daguo whispered to Zhou Dazhong: "Brother, can you ask Uncle Sixteen to lend me a roast duck ticket? I really want to eat roast duck!"

"Mom is here, I dare not say anything. If you want to ask something, you can ask it yourself." Zhou Dazhong said.

He believed that as long as he opened his mouth, Huang would definitely scold him harshly, and he didn't want to be scolded just for a bite of food.

At this time, Huang cleaned the table and took the dishes out to wash. This was not her first time here, so she knew where the faucet was. "Mom, there's a pot of hot water here," Zhou Dazhong said quickly.

Although the weather now is not as cold as in winter, the sour feeling when washing things with cold water is no joke.

"Why use hot water? Isn't this a waste? Doesn't it use coal to boil hot water?" Huang glared.

If you burn firewood in the village, it doesn't matter, it's just a matter of chopping more firewood. But in the city, everything requires money and tickets.

After Huang left, Zhou Daguo squeaked, "Uncle Sixteen, do you have a roast duck ticket?"

In order to eat roast duck, he really gave it his all. Even if he was beaten by his mother later, it would be worth it. He had been beaten many times in the village, and he got used to it after being beaten for a while.

Zhou Yimin looked at the shy Zhou Daguo and thought that it was something serious, that he just wanted a Peking duck ticket, so he didn't even think about it.

"I have the roast duck ticket, but I don't have it with me. Dazhong, come with me to get it later!"

Zhou Yimin had plenty of bills. Some of them were collected from the black market, and some were rewards from leaders for inventing things. Generally speaking, he would not be short of bills.

After hearing this, Zhou Daguo jumped up excitedly. He could finally eat the roast duck he had been longing for.

Zhou Yimin took Zhou Dazhong home. When they were leaving, Huang saw them and asked, "Sixteenth brother, are you going home now? Dazhong, where are you going?"

After hearing what Huang said, Zhou Dazhong was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. If Zhou Yimin said that he was asking him for the roast duck ticket, he was afraid that Huang would drag him back to the house and beat him, or at least scold him.

He is so big and if he was beaten in front of so many people, the whole steel plant would know in less than half a day that he was beaten even though he was so big.

Life now is not as colorful as in later generations. Life now is very monotonous. The only spice is gossip. Therefore, good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news travels far and wide.

Zhou Yimin laughed and said nonsense: "I'm running out of coal at home, but I don't have time, so I thought of asking Dazhong to buy some for me. Now come with me to my house to get the coal ticket."

To buy coal in the old city, you need a coal ticket. Coal tickets were the vouchers for buying coal at that time, and the coal used by urban residents was supplied through coal tickets.

Coal tickets are usually issued by relevant departments or units, and the specific distribution method and quantity may vary depending on the needs of units and individuals.

When purchasing coal, you need to show a coal ticket and purchase coal at a designated coal yard or supplier.

The use of these vouchers reflected the strict management of material distribution under the planned economic system at the time, ensuring the rational distribution and use of daily necessities such as coal.

"That's right, we are going to get the coal tickets," Zhou Dazhong said quickly.

Although the emperor could see that Zhou Dazhong was acting strange, he didn't ask too many questions when he heard that it was Zhou Yimin who asked for help. He just reminded him, "Dazhong, you must do well what your sixteenth uncle asked you to do!"

"Don't worry, mom. Just rest assured that I will do the job!" Zhou Dazhong responded hurriedly, fearing that Huang would find out any flaws.

Soon we arrived at Zhou Yimin's home.

Zhou Yimin handed over both the coal ticket and the roast duck ticket.

"Uncle Sixteen, do you really want to buy coal?" Zhou Dazhong asked, looking at the coal ticket in his hand.

Zhou Yimin: "Otherwise, do you think what I said is false?"

Free labor should not be missed.

(End of this chapter)