60s: I have a store

Chapter 387: Bun Competition
There was no other way but to call Zhou Dawen and Zhou Xuan'an over to discuss what to do with this watch ticket.

The two met in front of the old branch secretary's house and felt it was a bit strange. The old branch secretary was looking for them at the same time. Was there something going on?

After walking in.

The two of them greeted the old branch secretary respectively.

"Old Party Secretary, is there anything you want to talk to us about?"

However, Zhou Dawen was a little panicked, fearing that the old branch secretary wanted to ask him to come over to make a profit.

"Actually, there's nothing to ask you to come here. We're just selling black bears. The leader of the steel plant gave us a watch ticket. How do you two want to divide it?" The old branch secretary spoke at this time.

When Zhou Dawen heard this, he immediately relaxed. He didn't want to settle the score later, so he said, "Give this watch ticket to Uncle Xu An!"

"If Uncle Xu An hadn't saved me, I wouldn't even be able to save my life. How could I have the nerve to take this watch ticket?"

The old branch secretary couldn't help but nodded. It seemed that Zhou Dawen was a grateful person.

"Okay, this watch ticket belongs to you, Xu An."

Zhou Xuan'an didn't expect that he could get a watch ticket for free. You know, watches are considered a big item nowadays, and one would definitely not be willing to spend money on buying a watch.

"Okay, thank you, Dawen."

"Uncle Xuan'an, I should be the one thanking you." Zhou Dawen said quickly.

The old branch secretary directly gave the watch ticket to Zhou Xuan'an.

After almost a week of hard work, the feed processing workshop was finally completed.

The old branch secretary was very happy when he saw the completed feed processing workshop.

"I'm so happy today. Our village is holding a steamed bun eating competition tonight. Everyone should participate!"

This is a good opportunity to celebrate with everyone.

Liang Liu asked: "Old Party Secretary, can the villagers of Shuangtian Village also participate?"

If it is possible, that would be great. Eating more means you can save more food.

Although the big dining hall in the village has started cooking, each person in the village is given a limited amount of food, so it is still a little difficult to get enough to eat.

But the situation is much better than before, so even if people are not full, no one has any complaints. After all, food is in short supply now.

"Of course." The old branch secretary agreed immediately.

And I had originally wanted the villagers of Shuangtian Village to participate as well.

I was feeling quite exhausted after a busy day, but when I heard that I could participate, all my fatigue was instantly swept away.

Zhoujiazhuang was very lively tonight. In order to have enough steamed buns for the competition, all the women in Zhoujiazhuang went over to help, ensuring that enough steamed buns were made in the shortest time possible.

After more than two hours of preparation, the steamed buns for the competition were finally made.

The villagers who came to participate in the competition gathered early in the village center square. In the middle of the square was a long table piled with steaming buns. The contestants were eager to try and show their skills.

With the old branch secretary's order, the competition officially began. The contestants picked up the steamed buns, chewed them with big mouthfuls, and devoured them voraciously. They raced against time, striving to eat more steamed buns within the specified time.

The audience watched the game, cheering and cheering one after another. Some villagers handed cups of water to the contestants, while others cheered for them. The whole square was immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

When the old branch secretary saw this scene, he found that the event was very successful.

"Yimin, your idea is the best! The only drawback is that it costs a lot of food!"

Zhou Yimin said: "Old Party Secretary, I think it is time to hold this kind of activity, so that the villagers can work more passionately."

"Besides, these are steamed buns made of two-grain flour, not white flour buns."

The old branch secretary heard Zhou Yimin's words and realized that not everyone is like you, eating white rice or noodles made of white flour every meal at home. "Yes, this kind of activity can indeed be held more often."

"As for food, can Yimin help the village purchase more food?"

Zhou Yimin was a little speechless. He didn't expect someone to be waiting for him here.

"Old Party Secretary, how much do you want?"

Who asked us to host this food-wasting activity at home? We can only accept the consequences.

After hearing what Zhou Yimin said, the old branch secretary knew that the matter was settled: "Not much, 5,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes and 5,000 kilograms of corn."

Zhou Yimin said without hesitation: "Okay, but it will take some time to get it."

Although we can get 10,000 kilograms of grain now, we cannot act so easy, and we must pretend that it is full of difficulties, so that the villagers will remember our efforts.

"Okay, on behalf of the village, I would like to thank you." The old party secretary said immediately.

"Also, don't rush."

Liang Liu was eating the steamed buns slowly, unlike the others who wolfed them down right away, which meant they couldn't eat much.

Only by eating slowly can you eat more and eat for longer.

Sure enough, Zhou Daping started eating voraciously and only ate less than five steamed buns. Since the steamed buns were made of two-grain flour, they got stuck in his throat. He drank a large glass of water before he was able to swallow the steamed buns in his throat.

Maybe I drank too much water, and my stomach felt very bloated. If I continued to eat, it would probably burst. I had no choice but to give up.

As Zhou Daping gave up, more and more people couldn't eat anymore and chose to give up.

As time passed, more than half of the stipulated one-hour competition time had passed, but only a few people were still eating steamed buns.

Only Liang Liu, Zhou Xuqiang and Zhou Zhiming were still holding on.

When the villagers of Shuangtian Village saw Liang Liu still competing, they all cheered for him.

"Old Six, come on!"

When Zhou Yimin heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Yimin, what are you laughing at?" The old branch secretary felt a little strange.

"It's okay, I just suddenly thought of something funny." Zhou Yimin explained quickly.

We can’t say that Laoliu is an adjective in later generations!
Seeing that they could not lose to the villagers of Shuangtian Village, the villagers of Zhoujiazhuang began to cheer for Zhou Zhiming and Zhou Xuqiang.

As another steamed bun went down his throat, Zhou Xuqiang took another steamed bun with his left hand and put it into his mouth.

But his right hand was in front of his mouth.

Zhou Xuqiang understood his limits. There was no need to continue. Eating any more would only be a waste of food. You know, food is very precious nowadays.

If I continue eating, I will vomit soon, so I can only raise my hand to show that I give up.

Now there were only two people left, and the villagers on both sides cheered even louder.

Zhou Zhiming and Liang Liu are the same. Although it seems that they don’t eat fast, the amount they eat is not much less than those who eat fast.

On the contrary, it was this steady and cautious approach that allowed the two of them to persevere to the end.

The most important thing is that the two of them haven't even had a sip of water yet.

If one side drinks water first, it is likely to be the loser.

(End of this chapter)