The Red Era: Starting from a Truck Driver

Chapter 65: taels per pound of tofu
After a long time, it was late at night and the lights were turned off.

"Jiang Cheng, I feel a little uncomfortable." Zhou Lingying's voice sounded in Jiang Cheng's ears.

Hearing Zhou Lingying's words, Jiang Cheng wanted to slap himself. His wife only became a real woman yesterday. He didn't control himself just now, maybe it was a bit violent.

Jiang Cheng hugged Zhou Lingying gently and said, "I will be gentler in the future."

"Jiang Cheng, what I mean is that if you still want it, just be gentler. We can sleep later." Zhou Lingying said.

"Let's go to sleep today. I have to deliver goods tomorrow. Master Li will also come to our house to work, so we have to get up early." Jiang Cheng said. He didn't expect Zhou Lingying to say this.

Jiang Cheng hugged Zhou Lingying and thought deeply for a while, thinking about his first time, he was also out of control.

This is a kind of illness, it will get better after a long time. I am an experienced driver, and my body is strong enough, it is impossible that I am incapable.

The next morning, Zhou Lingying got up very early. Master Li said yesterday that he would come early this morning, so she had to make breakfast, a pot of mung bean porridge.

In fact, in the summer, mung beans can be used to make mung bean soup to relieve the heat, but generally, units and factories will ask the canteen to cook free mung bean soup for employees in the summer.

Even though ordinary people have mung beans, they rarely cook mung bean soup. The main reason is that sugar was a side dish in those days and there was very little sugar available. Mung bean soup without sugar is not very tasty.

In the morning, Zhou Lingying boiled the water and cooked the porridge, and then Jiang Chengcai got up.

While Jiang Cheng was washing up, carpenter Master Li came with two young men. They said they were all his disciples and there was no problem in hand-sawed materials. He planned to make the bed and bed board today, and make a few stools tomorrow with the old materials bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.

Anyway, the wages are included, and Jiang Cheng will not interfere too much in how the work is arranged.

As for eating, it actually depends on Zhou Lingying's mood. No matter if you eat fine grains or coarse food at noon, according to the fixed amount, 40-50 grams of grain is enough for one person.

Zhou Lingying could have just cooked a pot of rice, and then had a big bowl for each person, and that was it. In this day and age, there was no such thing as entertaining people who worked and making sure they had enough food, because if they ate to their heart's content, even two pots of rice wouldn't be enough for the two strong young men who came today.

"Lingying, it's still early. I'll go to the market to buy some vegetables." Jiang Cheng said after eating a bowl of mung bean porridge.

"Jiang Cheng, I'll go buy some later. If it's early, you can just lie down on the bed for a while." Zhou Lingying felt that Jiang Cheng was very considerate and that he could let her go to buy some groceries later. Besides, there were cabbages and cucumbers at home, so she didn't need to buy any more.

"I'm going to buy some good dishes. You can't buy some of them." Jiang Cheng said mysteriously.

Zhou Lingying immediately showed an expression that said "I understand". She admired Jiang Chengcheng even more. He was a driver, but she didn't expect that his way of buying groceries was different from others.

Jiang Cheng actually didn't want the carpenter to eat too badly, mainly because he had too many fish in his space, it would be nice to get one more to treat them.

Jiang Cheng left the compound, but he did not go to the vegetable market. Instead, he casually strolled around the street outside, watched a few old men playing chess under a tree for a while, and then came back.

Last time, I bought ten kilograms of tofu from the tofu shop, and I got more than one kilogram, and then a carp weighing several kilograms. Jiang Cheng doesn't like to eat carp, but he doesn't have any other particulars, just because it has too many bones.

But in fact, carp is more valued than other fish in this era. Carp is a kind of hair-raising food and is most suitable for people who have given birth and have insufficient milk.

Jiang Cheng came back with tofu and fish. It was just time for everyone to go to work. People passing by on their way to work were really envious of what he had in his hands. These were things that could only be bought during the Chinese New Year and other festivals. Drivers were different. They could get them at ordinary times.

Zhou Lingying was washing clothes in the yard. When she saw Jiang Cheng coming back with something, she immediately stepped forward and took the thing from his hand like a young wife.

"Tofu, this is not easy to buy." Zhou Lingying said with some surprise while holding the tofu. In fact, fish is also very good, but she has eaten fish many times since she met Jiang Cheng.

"Yes, it's not easy to buy. This thing costs ten taels per pound." Jiang Cheng said seriously.

"Ah, ten taels per pound, that's it~~." Zhou Lingying was also confused. When she heard the term ten taels per pound, the first thing that came to her mind was that tofu was a few cents per pound, but it was just not available on ordinary days. When did it become ten taels per pound? Just when she was about to say it was so expensive, she suddenly realized and couldn't help laughing, "What is not ten taels per pound?"

"Of course there are things that are not ten taels per pound. There are also things that are one hundred coins per pound." Jiang Cheng also said with a smile.

This is a joke in later generations, but the joke in later generations is that 500 grams is one catty. But in this era, the unit of measurement among the people was money, not grams, and one liang was equal to ten money.

Anyway, Zhou Lingying was amused by Jiang Cheng's humor. Jiang Cheng just wanted to say that girls of this era are too easy to amuse. When he comes back from work, he will try to say some earthy love words to Zhou Lingying at night.

It’s almost time, and Jiang Cheng also has to report to work.

It’s just this damn weather. It’s already a bit hot at just past seven o’clock, and I can’t even wear my work clothes.

Jiang Cheng soon arrived at the transportation station, signed directly in the dispatch room and took the delivery order to the diesel engine factory, and then went to find Director Liu.

The door of Director Liu's office was open. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a young man standing inside and talking to Director Liu. Jiang Cheng guessed that the boy in front of him might be Master Feng's son Feng Hua.

As expected, Director Liu immediately greeted Jiang Cheng when he saw him appear: "Master Jiang, you are here. This is Master Feng's son Feng Hua. Take a look at him."

"Director, then let him go to the lounge and talk with me." Jiang Cheng replied.

"Of course no problem." Director Liu responded, and then motioned Feng Hua to follow Jiang Cheng.

"Master." Feng Hua was smart enough. When he saw Jiang Cheng turning around to leave, he immediately followed him and called him "Master".

Jiang Cheng and Feng Hua came to the lounge, where there were also drivers who knew Feng Hua. After all, he was Master Feng's son and had been to the transport station many times.

These drivers were reluctant to teach apprentices, but they also understood why Feng Hua came this time, so it didn't stop them from saying a few polite words. If Jiang Cheng took him in the future, he had to listen to his master and strive to become a formal driver like his father as soon as possible.

Jiang Cheng just smiled when other drivers made jokes about him.

Being a driver is not a traditional profession, and it is not popular for a master-apprentice relationship to get along like a father and son. If that were the case, Jiang Cheng would definitely not accept an apprentice.

But there are still some things that are a little bit particular, for example, Jiang Cheng has to call Master Feng "uncle" instead of "profession". But if he accepts Feng Hua as his apprentice, he is Feng Hua's elder, so he can only call Master Feng "brother".

(End of this chapter)