My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 12: Li Feng's house is full of steamed buns, the captain rushes over, and the commune reward is on the way
"Remittance slip?"

Han Anjun put down his chopsticks in surprise, a look of doubt on his face. "Where did it come from?"

"provincial capital."

Wu Xiaofeng saw that Han Anjun was asking seriously. "What's the problem?"

"My dad came to help him with his household registration yesterday, and I asked him about it," Han Anjun said. "He said he fell into the water and doesn't remember much of his past, so he settled in Hanjiaba. But where did he get the remittance slip from the provincial capital?"

"It's quite strange."

Wu Xiaofeng paused and then said, "Is he some kind of spy?"

"spy?"

Han Anjun suddenly became nervous, but then he thought it was impossible. Hanjiaba is an impoverished mountainous area where most people don't have enough food. It would be a waste for any spy to go to Hanjiaba. "That's not possible, but I'm afraid I need to ask more questions about this matter."

"By the way, where is the provincial capital?"

"let me see."

Wu Xiaofeng thought about it. "Hmm, it looks like a magazine or a newspaper. I'm not sure for the moment, but it's definitely one of the two."

"Magazine, newspaper?"

Han Anjun was increasingly confused. What on earth was going on? He didn't dare think about royalties or anything like that. Writers these days weren't the kind of writers you could easily get hit with a brick. "I need to ask my dad about this. By the way, I'm going to the county this afternoon to get some information. If you need anything, I'll bring it back for you."

"Nothing."

Wu Xiaofeng was very happy that this man thought of bringing some things for her when he went to the county town. It was so sweet that for a moment, the two of them forgot about Li Feng.

Li Feng closed the door immediately after returning home. Fortunately, he was wearing loose clothes, otherwise so many things would have been exposed.

"Da Ya, Er Ya, come here quickly."

Li Feng glanced out the window before carefully taking out flour, candy, and half a pound of vermicelli, saying with some pride, "Look, what is this."

"Flour, lots of flour."

Erya cheered, and Daya was stunned. She stared at it for a long time without any reaction. Where did this come from? How come her father brought back so much flour in just the morning? She was afraid that her third father's family would only have this much flour for the New Year.

"anything else."

Li Feng took out the candy, and Erya's eyes widened. Daya even screamed in surprise. She was really scared. What did her father do to even get the candy? He must have robbed the supply and marketing cooperative.

Li Feng saw the two girls' funny expressions and peeled off two candies and stuffed them into their mouths. "How is it? Is it sweet?"

"Sweet, very sweet."

Erya nodded vigorously, and Daya's eyes turned red. How could she dare to eat it? What should she do? She hurriedly picked up the candy wrapper on the ground and rewrapped it.

"There's still plenty for this kid, eat."

Li Feng thought Daya was reluctant to give it up, so he waved his hand and said generously, "Wait a few days, and you'll have plenty of candy."

"Enough?"

Daya looked at Li Feng in horror. They really robbed the supply and marketing cooperative, otherwise how could there be enough candies? Only Sandie's family in the brigade had candies to eat during the New Year. No other family could eat candies.

"That's not."

"Now, there's plenty of white flour buns."

"It's getting late, we have to hurry."

To knead the dough, Li Feng asked Daya to find a wooden basin. Five pounds of flour was not a lot, so Li Feng planned to steam it all.

It was just the right time to return the gift. Daya looked at her father mixing so much flour and her mouth opened wide.

I want to find my third father. My father is too crazy and has ruined so many things.

"What are you looking at? Go get some water."

Luckily, I'd seen my mother and her friends do it together when I was little, so I'd learned a little bit and wasn't too flustered. "Okay, put it away first. Oh, and put some wood on it to keep mice from ruining it."

"I'll get back to it after work."

I'll make the dough first and then steam buns when I'm done working. It's a pity I didn't buy any meat, otherwise I could have steamed some meat buns. They would be delicious, and Daya and Erya would definitely love them.

After eating two steamed buns, Li Feng came to the entrance of the dam. He humbly admitted his mistake to Han Anmin and promised not to make the same mistake again next time.

"Okay, okay, let's get to work quickly. We still have a lot of work to do this afternoon."

Han Anmin had eaten a lot of leftovers at noon. Fortunately, the old ox was fine except that it was a little tired. He breathed a sigh of relief. However, it would be difficult for Li Feng to touch the ox cart in the afternoon.

"Oh, this is going to be difficult."

"Let's practice more in the virtual space first."

Helplessly, Li Feng had done a little more work that afternoon to please Han Anmin, but now he was a little regretful. He didn't get what he wanted. "I don't know what's wrong with this old cow. Why is it imitating Han Anmin? It howls whenever I get close to it."

The old cow is scared. This bastard is driving it like a horse. Which old cow can withstand it? This guy is foaming at the mouth and still accelerating. I am not a horse peg and I don't have that kind of acceleration.

"Okay, let's put it aside for two days." Although the progress in the simulation space is slower, it is still progress. It will only be two days late at most. I will go home and make steamed buns first. I am really excited about eating white flour steamed buns in the evening. It's really weird. How come it's delicious in just a few days here?

"Erya, why hasn't your sister come back yet?"

After returning home, Li Feng took some clean clothes and went to the stream in front of the door to wash up. After all, he had been digging in the dung pile for the whole afternoon and his body smelled quite bad, which was not something he could use to make steamed buns.

Otherwise the steamed buns will smell like shit, which would be a waste of good things.

After washing and returning to the house, Li Feng didn't see Daya. This girl usually came out early to take his clothes. "Sister went to Third Grandma's house."

"What are you going to do at Uncle Fuguo's house?"

There is no shortage of food and drink at home now, so what's the matter, Li Feng muttered, but he has no time to think about these trivial things now. He has to make steamed buns quickly. There are so many, it will take at least three pots to make them.

"The facial hair is good."

Li Feng patted the dough. It was not bad, better than expected. He kneaded the dough and divided it into three balls. He rolled them into long strips and cut them with a knife. "Fifty is about right. Each family will get about forty, and I'll keep ten for myself to eat."

Don’t make the vermicelli yet. You can get some meat bones later to make vermicelli and bone soup, which goes perfectly with white flour buns.

"What's wrong, girl?"

Third Auntie saw Daya's bitter face and asked, "Did your father hit you?"

"No, Third Auntie, Dad doesn't hit people."

Daya shook her head vigorously. Shi Chunhua still didn't believe it. This girl had been working absent-mindedly all afternoon. Something must have happened. "Why is that? Talk to Third Grandma."

"Hey, Daya is here."

"What's wrong?"

Han Fuguo also noticed that something was wrong with Daya and turned to ask Shi Chunhua. Shi Chunhua didn't know what was wrong. This girl had been acting strangely since the afternoon and was almost in tears. "Anmin, take Daya back and see what's going on?"

"Da, I'll go right away."

Daya hesitated for a moment and nodded. She didn't know how to tell Sandie what to do if so much flour was robbed or stolen. What would happen if her father was arrested? "I'm fine. I'm going back."

"This girl."

Han Anmin hurriedly followed, and Daya ran back home in a panic. Han Anmin followed her into the house and saw Li Feng busy in the kitchen. The steamed buns that had been proofed for the second time were placed on two wooden boards covering the water tank.

"what?"

These are steamed buns, white flour steamed buns, so many white flour steamed buns, my God, how much flour is needed, how did this kid get them, this is not right, is he dazzled?

Han Anmin was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran away. This guy actually ran away.

Li Feng was a little confused. What was going on? He seemed to have seen Han Anmin just now, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, Li Feng thought he was seeing things and muttered, "What kind of person is this, so startled?"

On the other side, Han Anjun, who had just returned to the commune from the county town, looked at the newspaper in his hand in disbelief. How did it get on the newspaper?

"An Jun, this is from your team, are you sure?"

"determine."

"No wonder the director called me and said our commune has produced a great writer."

Wu Feng nodded at the newspaper. "This is a rare opportunity! After all these years, I'm finally able to show off my achievements."

"What did Director Cheng of the County Revolutionary Committee say?"

"We need to study the specific rewards for commendation."

"The county has considered everything, but our commune doesn't need to consider so many things."

Wu Feng said, "Let me discuss this with Director Gao and come up with a plan. You can go to Hanjiaba later."

Li Feng, who was at the steaming dock, received a system notification. "The host's first special reward for completing the experience challenge is being distributed."

"What the hell."

Li Feng muttered, "Hasn't the reward been given yet? Why is it happening again?" But it is definitely a good thing to have a reward.

"You bastard..."

Oh my god! Li Feng's hand trembled, and the powerful voice exploded outside the house like the roar of an old lion. This old man must be coming for him. He just realized that Han Anmin has come.

Han Fuguo's eyes almost popped out when he heard what Han Anmin said.

"What the hell, a room full of steamed buns?"

"Where does the flour come from?"

Han Fuguo was incredulous. How could this bastard get so much flour when he had no money or tickets? Unless he exchanged all the gifts given to him by everyone for flour, what a bastard! Han Fuguo was furious. He ran over barefoot without even wearing shoes, holding a pipe.

(End of this chapter)