My 1978 Hotel

"Let me leave this money with you, Lao Deng."

Li Ran slapped one yuan and fifty cents into Li Feng's hand with a bit of pride. As for why he called him Lao Deng, it was because he felt uncomfortable calling him uncle. It just so happened that Lao Deng Lao Deng was something that no one else could understand except Wu Xiaotian and the other modern people.

Li Feng was helpless. He thought he had become Biden. "Leave it to me, are you sure?"

"I just asked Han Mingliang, and he said meat is only sold in the commune. The commune is so far away, I can't go there."

He said, sounding quite clever. "I'd like to ask you, Old Deng, to take the trouble to go to the commune and buy some meat."

"Is that so? Then I have to talk to you in detail."

Li Feng accepted the 1.5 yuan bill. "You need a meat ticket to buy meat, you know?"

"Hermitage?"

Li Ran, somewhat confused, turned to look at Han Mingliang. Li Feng was speechless. Liu Wen, Wu Jing, Chen Long, and Li Muchen were all amusement at the sight. This jerk didn't believe in himself. He was going to have to eat a meal of stir-fried pork and bamboo shoots sooner or later.

"Uncle didn't lie to you. You need meat coupons to buy meat, grain coupons to buy grain, candy coupons to buy candy, and snack coupons to buy snacks." Han Mingliang counted some money and stuffed it into his pocket, patting it. He had saved more than ten yuan now.

He was not far from his goal, so he was in a good mood and gave Li Ran and the others some free shopping tips.

"What do they know? We don't need them to buy things normally."

"When food comes, open your mouth; when clothes come, stretch out your hand."

"what."

Han Mingliang was surprised. "I envy you guys so much."

"Tsk, we envy you."

What Li Ran said was true. When they first started fishing, they didn't just catch fish, they also inquired about a lot of things. For example, Han Mingliang and his friends didn't have to do homework normally, but now they have a holiday to fight drought and reduce disasters, which is great.

We have more holidays than they do throughout the year: autumn harvest, summer harvest, militia training, and even plenty of outdoor activities at school. But we learn very little. The textbooks we use now, dating back to 78, are still the old ones, the ones that teach about industry and agriculture.

There is not much knowledge in it, but there is a lot of hands-on activities. Modern kids like Li Ran and Wu Xiaotian love this kind of learning content. Of course, what they learn is useless.

It's useless but really fun. Li Ran and the others weren't lying when they said they were envious. Han Mingliang envied them for having meat to eat and new clothes to wear, and they envied Han Mingliang for his freedom.

"What do we have to envy?"

Han Mingliang was mending his own clothes, looking at Li Ran and the others with envy. "Your clothes are so beautiful, unlike mine, which have lost their color after being washed."

"I'll give you this dress later."

Li Ran pointed at the clothes on his body. He only needed to wear one set when he went back, and he could give the other set to Han Mingliang.

"I'll give you one too."

Chen Zian also echoed, and several other children expressed their views.

"Really?"

Han Mingliang couldn't believe it. It was just a set of clothes. He had been saving money for a long time and wanted to buy a new set of clothes. Even if his parents beat him up, it would be worth it. When he thought about having new clothes to wear, he felt that it was worth it to stay for a day or two.

"real."

"I'm not Lao Deng, I like to lie."

As Li Ran spoke, he glanced at Li Feng, which made Li Feng almost want to take action. "Your uncle, no, he has no uncle, your grandmother, no, his grandmother is my mother, my mother is a jerk," but also, a wife cannot curse.

This bastard, damn it, he is scolding himself. Li Feng thought it would be better to take action, so he hit Li Ran on the shoulder.

"Hey, Lao Deng, why are you hitting people?"

"I'm reminding you not to talk nonsense."

"Humph, I'll just tell you the truth, right, Aunt Liu, Uncle Wu, Uncle Chen?"

Li Ran looked at Liu Wen, Wu Jing, and Chen Long, and the three of them waved their hands. "We won't interfere in your affairs."

"Okay, hurry up and weigh the fish and get out of here."

None of them are easy to deal with. Wu Xiaotian and his group of little brats were laughing secretly as if he didn't notice, and even secretly encouraged Li Ran to go against him. These guys are not that big, but they have a lot of little thoughts.

"Go back and clean up, and learn about composting later."

"Ah, what time is it? Are you still studying?"

Li Ran looked at him with a look of "Kill me!" Li Feng glared at him. "Why do you care what time it is? Studying is divided into different time periods. Get out of here!" They were all so troublesome. I'd have to think twice before running a summer camp next time.

Leading the team myself is so tiring. I really should train some helpers. Li Feng glanced at Wu Jing, Chen Long, and Liu Wen. The three of them were a little nervous. "No, why are you looking at us?" We didn't say anything. At most, we just chuckled.

After driving away the little guys, Li Feng poured the knife loach into the wooden basin in the house and handed the small fish and other things to his sister-in-law and the others. "I'm going to the commune. Please help take care of my little brother at home."

"Do not worry."

"We are at home."

Unfolding his folding bicycle, Li Feng rode out of Hanjiaba and rode the bumpy ride to the commune's pig farm. Composting required pig manure, and the small pile at home wasn't enough; he had to ask Farm Manager Zhu for some.

"Expert Li, please sit down."

Zhu Xueqin greeted Li Feng while pouring water and making tea. He was so attentive, and it was no wonder. Li Feng was an expert in publishing professional books on pig farming, and he had given them guidance last time. Having such an expert in their commune was a blessing for their pig farm.

Who knows when you will encounter some difficulties and need to ask others for help. Usually, Expert Li is busy with writing and has little time. This time he came for a rare visit. When he learned that Li Feng's family was short of pig manure for composting, Zhu Xueqin patted his chest and promised without hesitation that he would have someone deliver 2,000 kilograms of pig manure to Li Feng in a while.

"There are too many Director Zhu."

Li Feng waved his hand. Two thousand kilograms, how long will it take this guy to pile it up by himself? He will be exhausted to death.

"No more, no more."

He kept calling "Master Wang" when he spoke. Li Feng couldn't stop him. As for the money, he definitely couldn't take it. Zhu Xueqin not only didn't want the money, he also stuffed Li Feng with a few prostitute tickets. Alas, this guy made Li Feng feel embarrassed.

Let me tell you, I came here to get some pig manure, and not only did they not ask for money, they also delivered it to my door. That’s not all, not only did they drink tea and bring tea leaves, but this guy also stuffed in a few tickets that must have weighed several kilograms of pork.

Oh, what happened? What did Zhu Xueqin just say? The county pig farm wants to recruit workers. He has a vacancy and asked if he needs one? "Yes or no," Li Feng muttered. "Is this guy trying to sell me a favor?"

I don't need it myself, but who wouldn't want a job in the city? They're working on commercial grain. "I'm afraid the recruitment process hasn't been relaxed yet, so they're just trying to curry favor with internal employees."

"Alas, I don't think my own family needs it, right?"

Li Feng thought, Daya and Erya are only a few years old, they just need to study normally. Hey, Zhang Susu is a girl I can recommend, I'll ask her later, but I should ask Zhang Susu first. After leaving the pig farm, Li Feng stopped by the post office.

"I was just about to go look for you."

Wu Xiaofeng picked up a stack of letters, the top one of which was from the editorial department of Shanghai Literature and Art Magazine. "Is this another article?"

“An old article.”

Li Feng opened the letter and arranged the publishing matters. The editor made some minor adjustments. Editors still have great power now, especially for some provincial and above publications, where a manuscript may have to be revised repeatedly.

Most of them will be invited to the magazine's guesthouse to revise their manuscripts. Generally, the revision time is four days to half a month, or as long as one or two months. Even after the revision, the editor may make certain changes during the editing and proofreading process.

Li Feng wasn't surprised. His scars actually had quite a few areas worth revising, but the main point of this article wasn't the writing style, but the content and empathy. "It will be published in a few days." Li Feng checked the time. The letter had been sent a week ago. After reading the letter, Li Feng put it away. Seeing Wu Xiaofeng looking at him, he smiled and asked. "Comrade Xiaofeng, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing, just curious about the article."

Shanghai Literature and Art is not a small magazine, and Li Feng did not hide it from the fact that it was Scar.

"That's great! This article is really well written. It would be a shame if it didn't appear in the magazine. Now it's finally not buried." Wu Xiaofeng said with a smile. "If you have a sample copy, please give me one."

"no problem."

Li Feng agreed immediately. After all, Wu Xiaofeng was the daughter-in-law of Hanjiaba. After chatting for a few words, Li Feng took the readers' letters and rode his bicycle back to Hanjiaba. Not long after arriving at Hanjiaba, a large cart pulled a full load of pig manure arrived.

"so much?"

Liu Wen, Wu Jing and Chen Long looked at the full truck of pig manure with their eyes wide open, wondering how long it would take to pile it up. Do they really want to master it? They don't plan to farm, and besides, who needs compost for farming these days?

"Don't just look, help."

Li Feng held two shovels in each hand and threw one to each person. As for Liu Wen, she was a woman after all, so she helped push the manure first and didn't need to unload the manure on the truck.

“What a wonderful pig manure.”

After finishing killing the fish, my sister-in-law and the others saw a large truck of pig manure being unloaded. They were all delighted. Such good pig manure would surely be very fertile when piled up. The vegetable seedlings in the vegetable garden would probably grow rapidly.

Unfortunately, it is difficult for ordinary families to get so much good pig manure, and you may not even be able to queue up to buy it.

"Shout to my sister-in-law, if your family wants you to take 200 kilograms back to plant vegetables."

Li Feng smiled and said that there were too many things in the car and he couldn't pile them all. He planned to keep three to five hundred kilograms, and at most one thousand to eight hundred kilograms would be about the same. If he had more, he would be too tired to bear the consequences.

"That's so nice."

"No, no, I can't take such good pig manure for free."

Li Feng said with a smile, "Then, you can give me a few cents. This is not a good thing."

"A few cents will do."

Two hundred kilograms of high-quality pig manure is only a few yuan. Li Feng waved his hand. "Sister-in-law, you are too polite. Here, fifty cents, I won't ask for more. Just take two hundred kilograms back."

"That works."

The other families were also tempted, but 200 kilograms was a bit much. A hundred or so kilograms would be enough for their gardens, and their gardens were not large. "Go ahead and yell, sister-in-law, give me the price." 25 cents for 100 kilograms—not too high, not too low.

Later, everyone who came would pay the same price. The news that Li Feng had gotten over 2,000 kilograms of high-quality pig manure spread quickly. As soon as Li Feng got the pig manure down, Han Futian came over.

"Uncle Tomita, is your family also short of pig manure?"

"Of course we don't have a shortage. Not only my family, but even the whole team is short of it."

Han Futian glanced at the pig manure. "This pig manure is good. Is it from a pig farm?"

"Yeah, I was thinking of teaching these kids from the city how to compost manure, so I went to the pig farm to see if I could get some. Who would have thought that Director Zhu would be so polite and give me so much manure at once?"

"It's too much! This good stuff is still too much. I won't think it's too much even if I give you another 20,000 pounds."

Han Futian rolled his eyes at Li Feng, and Li Feng chuckled, saying, "I was just pretending, look, I'm still angry."

"Uncle Tomita, do you want some pig manure?"

"Yes, my vegetable garden is still short of fertilizer."

Han Futian saw that there was still quite a lot of pig manure. "I'll poop out 500 kilograms."

"Row."

As for the money, Li Feng didn't hesitate to ask his sister-in-law to give it to him. He didn't care whether it was more or less. He kept about 500 to 600 kilograms and gave the rest to the families in the team. Some families got the news too late, and those who didn't get a share were quite disappointed.

"There's no way, Uncle Fugen, next time, next time, if you have to take pig manure again, I will notify you the first time."

"Don't forget it, kid."

"I won't forget, uncle."

Han Fugen thought to himself, "Why are you making such a fuss over a little bit of pig manure? Fortunately, I didn't mention the county pig farm recruitment, otherwise this guy would have made a fuss again." "I'll ask Susu when I have time tonight. Her family is in the county town, and it would be nice to go back and work there."

Li Feng feels that this girl is a good kid after spending these days with her. Look, it’s already a certain time, and there are only a few educated youth in a region. Her brother and sister-in-law are really cruel.

“Compost, compost.”

He called Liu Wen, Wu Jing, Chen Long, Li Muchen and others to come out. As for Li Ran and others, Li Feng had already asked Han Mingliang to call them and they would be here soon.

"Do you really want to learn this?"

Liu Wen covered her nose. The pig manure was really smelly, especially the pure mixture of pig manure and pig urine without any water added. Anyone who really knew the business knew that such pig manure was of top quality.

“Of course you have to learn that.”

Composting is a science. Li Feng had only a vague understanding of it at first, but it took him a while to learn the ropes in these few days of simulations. "Let's get started once the kids get here. We'll have plenty of pig manure this time. It doesn't matter if you don't learn it the first time or twice. Take your time; there's plenty of time."

"Or something else, it's best to learn it all at once."

What a joke, touching pig manure every day. Liu Wen almost vomited when she thought about it. The others were not much better. How many people in modern times come into contact with piles of manure? Not to mention those born in the 1990s and 2000s, let alone those born in the 2010s like Li Ran.

Not to mention a pile of manure, they had never even seen pig manure. They came over one by one and looked at the pile of smelly yellow-gray stuff curiously.

"What is this, Old Deng?"

Others didn't dare to ask, or were embarrassed to ask, so this encouraged Li Ran to ask, because he was Li Feng's son.

“Pig manure.”

Li Feng said with a smile. "How about we get closer and smell it?"

"I do not want it."

Pig manure, Chen Jingyi and the others stepped back together. There was so much pig manure. When they thought about having to mix the pig manure with mud, their faces turned pale.

"Don't just watch, each of you make a bunch."

Li Feng looked at the little brats whose faces changed drastically. "I can't cure you." "Li Ran, take the lead and come over to get ten pounds of pig manure."

"Ah, why me?"

Li Ran grumbled unhappily, and Li Feng looked at him with a smile. "What do you think?"

"Alas, I am unlucky to have someone like you, Lao Liu and Lao Deng."

"What are you learning? Hurry up, I think you are itching for trouble."

Although his son was being confrontational, the gap between father and son seemed to have melted a lot, which made Li Feng quite happy. Of course, it was even happier to see his son unhappy. (End of this chapter)