The Red Era: Starting from a Truck Driver

Chapter 135: Getting Free Money from the Tofu Shop

Leaving the guesthouse so early was not because he was in a hurry to deliver the goods. Instead, he wanted to go to the tofu shop outside the suburbs for a stroll. The workers there started working at around 3 a.m. If you go there now, you can buy freshly made tofu if you give them face.

In fact, there is still a lot of tofu in Jiang Cheng’s space, but the more the better. Fresh tofu actually tastes good when eaten raw.

More than half an hour later, Jiang Cheng drove to the tofu shop. Quite a few people remembered him, mainly because it was common to drive Jiefang cars in this era, but not many people drove Huanghe cars. As soon as they saw the car Jiang Cheng drove, they remembered him.

"Master, are you going to the city? But it's too late. It's already six o'clock. We may have already arrived in the city by the time we pick tofu." An old employee of the tofu shop joked to Jiang Cheng.

"Uncle, you're smoking. I'm not going to the city. I'm bringing back goods from the city to Changcheng. I passed by here and came to take a look." Jiang Cheng took out a cigarette and said shamelessly.

"It seems that someone has targeted our tofu shop. I'll smoke the cigarette, but I can't help you buy anything. I'm just an employee." The old employee took the cigarette and said, then walked out. Smoking is not allowed in the tofu shop, after all, it is a place for processed food.

Even though the tofu shop looked old and some places looked dirty, it was still clean. However, it was not particularly clean. Many employees did not wear gloves when working and just used their hands.

Jiang Cheng just smiled when someone stole his cigarette from him. He asked Feng Hua to stand at the door while he continued to walk inside.

Soon, he saw the owner of the place, who was the person in charge. In fact, he had seen him a long time ago, and he was not unhappy to know that Jiang Cheng was passing by and wanted to take advantage of the situation by buying tofu.

But coming here after 6 o'clock is a little late for the people in the tofu shop. The tofu is delivered after 5 o'clock. If you don't mind, you can come here to drink a few bowls of soy milk.

"Master, we're out of tofu. Can you sell me some yuba? It's not easy for me to come here from so far away." Jiang Cheng said with a somewhat fake smile.

How could a little bit of soy milk drive away the shameless Jiang Cheng? He came here without breakfast this morning. If there is no tofu, he can sell him some yuba. The yuba braised meat has absorbed the juice of the meat and has a soft and chewy texture, which is really delicious.

"At most you are just passing by us. If not, you would only come to us once a month. I won't say much to you. I can't sell you bean curd sheets anymore. It's not easy to make. Do you want bean skin? If you do, I'll let you bring a few kilograms so that you don't miss this opportunity in vain." said the tofu shop owner.

There won't be much yuba even during the Chinese New Year. Even if you don't braise it with meat, stir-frying yuba tastes pretty good.

In this era, yuba can only be seen in high-end restaurants, and it is also supplied to some leading cadres. Jiang Cheng came here without doing any work for their tofu shop, and wanted to take some yuba away, but they really couldn't be so generous.

But Jiang Cheng is a driver, just like a thief who never leaves empty-handed, he has to show his appreciation after asking for permission.

"Thank you. Next time I have a chance, I will come earlier and help you deliver the tofu to the city." Jiang Cheng said gratefully. It would be nice to get some bean curd skin, which is also very fragrant when fried.

"Then thank you too." The abbot said with a smile. No matter whether Jiang Cheng was just saying it for show, it was enough for him to say it.

In the tofu shop, a pound of bean curd skin costs 30 cents. If you sell it in the county town, it costs at least 40 cents. If you sell it in the city, 50 or 60 cents a pound is normal.

Nowadays, fried tofu in restaurants is sold at the price of a meat dish, and the prices of this kind of food are not cheap.

Jiang Cheng paid the money directly, and the owner arranged for someone to weigh five pounds of bean curd for him.

While waiting, Jiang Cheng went back to the door to greet Feng Hua, and went to the car to get some soy milk from an enamel cup. Jiang Cheng also "took" some sugar from the car, and he had to add sugar to the soy milk.

When they took Feng Hua to a place where there was soy milk, they found that they had spoons to scoop the soy milk and would not let them use cups to scoop it directly from the wooden barrel.

The soy milk made in this tofu shop is really fragrant, but it has sediment. If it were in later times, it would not be too much to add three buckets of water to this soy milk. In fact, the soy milk in later times may be made by pouring some soy milk powder directly into hot water.

Jiang Cheng drank two cups directly, both from enamel cups, and one cup was not a small amount, while Feng Hua drank three cups before stopping.

Jiang Chengguang couldn't drink it all by himself, so he shamelessly brought the army's water bottle, poured out the cold boiled water he had in the guesthouse, and filled a pot of soy milk.

Jiang Cheng is a qualified husband. Whenever he encounters something good, he thinks of his wife. He thinks of Zhou Lingying drinking soy milk, which flows out of the corners of her mouth because she drinks it too quickly.

I got some tofu skin from the tofu shop and drove away. The route back was familiar, and it was only about 140 kilometers.

Jiang Cheng planned to rush back before noon. It would be more comfortable at home, and he could even have a massage from his wife during his lunch break.

On the way back, the sunlight was shining forward from the direction of the rear compartment, and it did not shine directly on people on the road like it did yesterday.

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Jinhe Commune, Kaiyang Village.

At this time, Jiang Cheng's family was a little confused, as Jiang Changhe's parents came to their door.

There was no more nonsense. They just asked Jiang Changhe if he recognized them as their father and mother. If he did, he and their eldest brother Jiang Dahai would take care of them in their old age.

He also doesn't want Jiang Changhe and Zhao Yuxia to serve him, and he doesn't need to pay them a certain amount of grain every month.

Back then, Jiang Changhe separated from his wife and children because of a dispute over money. But if we don't have any contact, does that mean we won't repay the kindness of raising us?
Besides, Jiang Changhe forced the family to split up, but at most the money was not agreed upon beforehand, and in the end, not a penny was given away. If Jiang Changhe's money was left behind, and he took his wife and children and split up, then Jiang Chenghe's parents would be considered wicked, and they would not provide for their old age.

Now it is very simple, just ask Jiang Changhe if he can provide for their old age, if there is no suitable reason for not providing for them, then call some other elders of the Jiang family and the old village chief to come over.

Jiang Changhe was asked to take out half of the money, but he failed to do so. Even if my parents were partial, it was not a reason not to support me in my old age.

Jiang Changhe's parents learned that they had returned to the village because Zhao Yuxia went to the production team yesterday afternoon to buy work points in exchange for grain. Many people knew this, and they didn't avoid anyone. So Jiang Changhe's parents came over early this morning. When Zhao Yuxia saw her parents-in-law, she really lost the momentum of being a mother-in-law at home.

"Dad, Mom, I didn't say I don't recognize you. No matter what, you are still my parents. But you should know that I am in this condition now. If I don't go to the city for treatment, I may not be able to stand up in this life. Even if I want to support you, I don't have the ability." Jiang Changhe said.

Rural people value filial piety. It has been exactly ten years since the family split up. In fact, Jiang Changhe is not ungrateful, but he is stubborn and unwilling to give in. He used to think that if his parents came to find them, he would still be willing to fulfill his filial piety if conditions allowed.

"Changhe, now your second son is known not only in our village but also in the entire commune to be a driver in the city. Even the commune secretary wants to invite him to dinner. You are not in good health, won't he take care of you? Besides, we are his grandparents." The person who spoke at this time was Jiang Changhe's father, whose name was Jiang Santian.

Hearing his father say this, Jiang Changhe fell silent, and Zhao Yuxia was silent on the side. They also understood why their parents came to their house, because they saw Jiang Cheng working as a car driver in the city.

Rural people are just honest, not stupid. But they are raised by their parents, and many of their relatives live in the same village. Is it necessary to be stubborn all your life?

Jiang Changhe had just seen off his eldest son. He had let go of many things. Looking at his parents, in the countryside, over 60 is considered a long life. Their hair was all white and their backs were bent.

(End of this chapter)