1968: Started from breeding

Chapter 23 A beam of light!

After returning to the commune.

According to his memory, Su Wenchen came to the place where people exchanged things privately in the commune and knocked on the door.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
"Zhuang Lin, are you home?"

"Who is it? Why are you here in the middle of the day?" Soon a dark-skinned young man opened the door, yawning.

"Ah Chen? What are you doing here? Didn't your father not allow you to play with us?"

"Let's talk inside!" After saying that, Su Wenchen rushed in first.

The room is not big, but it is filled with all kinds of things!
The young man closed the door, walked in lazily and sat on the bed.

"Tell me, what do you want from me? Don't even mention asking me to take you out to play. Your father has already asked us. Unless you can get your father to agree, I won't dare take you out to play!"

"Don't worry, it's not about that. Besides, I'm the manager of a chicken farm with a proper job now!"

"Stop it, you're the only one raising chickens? Don't let the chicken farm go bankrupt!"

"Get lost. I have a unique chicken-raising technique. By the way, do you have any fine grains? How much is one pound?"

"Yes, flour is 30 cents, and rice is 28 cents."

Su Wenchen said angrily, "You are deliberately slandering me! I see that the price of grain in the county today is 1.6 cents for white flour and 1.3 cents for rice."

Zhuang Lin rolled his eyes and replied, "The county has a fixed quota, and they also need food coupons. How can this be the same?"

"For this kind of fine grain that doesn't require food coupons, don't even mention 1.6 cents. I'll take whatever you have for 2 cents!"

Su Wenchen waved his hand impatiently, "Don't talk nonsense. If I could get it, would I come to you? Besides, I've been with you guys for a few days before, and I know your costs very well! Give me ten kilograms of Fuqiang flour at a lower price!"

"Okay, 25 cents is my cost price, and there are still several months before the autumn harvest, so the price can't be any cheaper."

Su Wenchen nodded. Two and a half cents per pound of fine grain was equivalent to nine cents per pound of food coupons. This price was indeed the normal price here.

So he took out two dollars and fifty cents and said, "Weigh me ten pounds of Fuqiang flour, and don't mix anything else in it!"

He had worked here before, so Su Wenchen knew that sometimes they would mix some other flour of inferior quality into the fine grains.

For example, the wheat grains that fall to the ground in the granary are mixed with dust and sometimes are not cleaned up before being ground into flour. This kind of low-quality flour cannot be sold openly and is almost always sold at a low price to people like them.

Generally speaking, there are several handfuls mixed in one bag, and it is almost difficult to tell the difference, because even the rich and powerful flour in this era cannot achieve the completely snow-white appearance of modern times.

"Okay, we've weighed it, where's your bag?"

"I didn't bring it. Why don't you just bring me a cloth bag?"

"Brother, you are here to rob me! How much is a bag of grain? Not only did I not make any profit from this order, I even had to pay for the bag!"

However, the other party still went to the inner room and found a used flour bag.

"Brother, remember to return it to me when you get home. This thing is not cheap!"

Su Wenchen took the bag of flour, shook it and said, "Zhuang Lin, are you going to do this forever?"

"Now they have put all their stuff in your house. Once the commune gets serious about it, everyone else can run away, but you can't!"

Zhuang Lin casually put the money back into his pocket, lay back on the kang, and said while looking up with slightly lifeless eyes.

"Why not do this? If they didn't like my family's position, why would they take me out to play? Do you think I have a captain's father protecting me like you?"

"If I don't do this, I'll probably have to go out and beg for food door to door again in two months!"

Su Wenchen patted the other person's shoulder and did not try to persuade him much, because the other person was indeed different from himself!
He said solemnly, "Wait for me for a while. When my chicken farm is built, you can be my sales manager. There is no problem with your brain!" "You should build the chicken farm first! Besides, you are afraid that you can't sell eggs! I tell you that since the large chicken farm in the next county went bankrupt, the price of eggs around here has increased a lot!"

"It's hard to transport this stuff over long distances. I heard that workers in several factories have complained that they don't have meat to eat, and now they don't even have eggs to eat. This has forced the buyers from those factories to come downstairs every day to buy eggs."

Su Wenchen touched his chin.

This seems to be a good thing for him, after all, he can sell it at a higher price!
So he said, "Okay, I'm done chatting with you. I have to go back and find someone to start building the chicken coop. The sooner it's done, the sooner I can make money!"

"Remember, be careful during this period of time, don't let anything unexpected happen! I'm still waiting for you to work for me!"

With that said, he walked out.

The moment Su Wenchen opened the door, the sunlight outside shone in.

Zhuang Lin looked at Su Wenchen's back in the sunlight, and it seemed as if he also saw a beam of light!

Will he be able to live in the sunshine in the future?
No longer sleeping during the day like now, and sneaking to the county’s black market at night to purchase goods from others!
Can I really do it?
Su Wenchen returned home carrying a bag of noodles!
He immediately fell down on the kang.

He rubbed his swollen legs and feet. He was exhausted today. The round trip alone took him nearly three hours of walking.
Fortunately, this body is not the original one, so he is relatively adaptable. If it were the body from his previous life, his legs and feet would probably be useless by now!

Originally, Su Wenchen only planned to rest for a while, but he ended up sleeping until the afternoon.

Snapped!
The violent sound of whipping in the yard woke Su Wenchen from his sleep.

Glancing at the sky outside.

Su Wenchen got up and went to the yard.

Little Shitou, who had just finished school at his eldest brother's house, was whipping a spinning top with a long whip in the yard!
Watching the stones playing, Su Wenchen also became interested.

"Shi Tou, come and play for a while. I'll treat you to white flour dumplings tonight!"

After hearing Su Wenchen's words, the whip in Shitou's hand stopped immediately.

Looking at Su Wenchen with sparkling eyes.

"Uncle, are you saying you want to give me white flour dumplings for dinner?"

Su Wenchen said affirmatively, "When have I ever lied to you? Come with me to pick some fresh wild vegetables and make wild vegetable and egg dumplings tonight!"

"I guarantee you'll have a mouthful of oil dripping from your mouth!"

Suck!

Little Stone's mouth was drooling unconsciously.

I think the last time I ate dumplings was during the Chinese New Year. I didn’t expect that I would be able to eat dumplings again just a few months later.

So he immediately handed over the whip in his hand.

"Give it to your uncle. I'll go find a backpack and we'll go dig wild vegetables later!"

After saying that, he walked into the house with full energy!

After Su Wenchen took it, he rolled up the spinning top on the ground according to the method he remembered.

It was thrown out with a swish!
Then he swung the whip quickly and started whipping!
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
With each whipping, the gyroscope began to spin rapidly!
Su Wenchen played for a while, relaxing himself and reminiscing about his childhood.

This kind of folk game has been present in the childhood of those born in the 1980s and 1990s.

It was not until the prevalence of mobile Internet that it gradually disappeared from the childhood of most children.

(End of this chapter)