My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 30 What a sin! Daya's family is facing a second famine
"We have some idea of what to sell, but we have no idea what to buy."

Li Feng asked everyone to sit down. Since they had finally come to the county, they had to try the food in the state-owned restaurant. They ordered braised pork slices, scrambled eggs, two side dishes and two pounds of steamed buns.

"I just passed by the post office and took a look."

Gao lowered his voice and said, "Guess what I saw?"

"What?"

"Xu Beihong's Galloping Horse."

Gao then shared some information about stamps with everyone. "A set is worth four or five hundred yuan. If we get a few more, we'll make a fortune."

"Four or five hundred?"

Li Feng calculated that the current price of ten tickets was three yuan, and if he took them back, he would sell them for four or five hundred yuan. "Don't be ridiculous, if I had just taken RMB, I'd probably have sold them for more than that."

"Ah, that's true."

It's really high, just think about it. A two-yuan coin is worth more than this number, and a one-cent note with consecutive numbers is worth over a hundred. If you calculate it this way, the value of the Galloping Horse stamp is really incomparable.

"Cough cough."

"That's all I said."

It's a little embarrassing to be so high. Speaking of silver dollars, it seems that there are not as many of them as paper money. Not to mention the two-yuan banknotes, getting the three-yuan banknotes would be a huge profit. Even in steelmaking, the big black ten is not worse than the silver dollar in cost performance.

Well, Gao was a little dumbfounded. After all this time, it would be better to just take the banknotes back to the modern era. This guy was a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, antique porcelain is very valuable, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

But where can I trade antique porcelain? There is no such thing in small towns. After all, it is not the capital, so it is not easy to trade antique porcelain. At worst, I can buy it from a cultural relics store. It may be a little expensive, but the profit from reselling it will be tens of thousands of times higher than in modern times.

The four of them were a little confused. After struggling for a long time, they thought it would be better to do nothing and take the money back home. This guy did this. Li Feng thought to himself, "Oh my god, I spent three or four dollars on this trip." Finally, they came to the conclusion that it would be better to do nothing.

Li Feng had a slight toothache. What was the big deal? Forget it, he might as well eat some meat.

After the meal, the few of them didn't have much energy to stroll around and had to hurry back. Their luck was not so good, as they only took the bus for seven or eight kilometers and had to walk the rest. It was already dark when they got home.

Everyone was hungry and tired, and even a pot of steamed steamed buns was not enough. Fortunately, they still had some noodles with them, so they ordered two pounds of noodles.

Over the next few days, while working, I asked around to see if there were any porcelain and antique shops around. I did get some information. "The landlord, the rich man, only his family has this thing." But these days, I'm afraid no one would dare to take it out casually.

The policies are still the same as before. Even if the policies change, many people will not dare to act recklessly for three to five years. The main reason is that they are afraid that no one will know how the policies will change.

"have to."

Li Feng smiled bitterly, thinking this guy thought making money was too easy. "Let's go back and get some Dacron and nylon stockings and make some money here first. Without capital, nothing will work."

"That's the truth."

Gao Ju had thought of many ideas in the past two days, but nothing worked. There was nothing else to find in the small mountain village except some fish and shrimps, and occasionally some rabbits and pheasants.

"Let's eat first."

Not to mention that there were no other changes in just a week, but when it came to eating, they all acted like wolves, and even Li Muchen became more unrestrained.

Four men and two little girls actually finished more than forty steamed buns.

Li Feng and the others enjoyed the meal, but Daya's nose was sore.

The little girl's eyes were filled with tears. Li Feng didn't notice it at first, but he just felt that the little girl was in a bad mood in the past two days. "What's wrong, Daya? Is there something wrong?"

"Abba."

Daya hesitated for a moment, but finally pulled Li Feng to the kitchen. "Dad, look."

"What are you looking at?"

Li Feng was stunned when he saw Daya open the lid. "Hey, where's our cornmeal?" The grain jar that was once full was now only empty. Could it be that there was a thief in this guy's house?

Daya looked at the uncles outside with a look of slight grievance, and Li Feng immediately understood. "Have you eaten?"

"Ah."

Li Feng was dumbfounded. There was no sign of making money yet, and the food was almost gone. How could someone eat so much? He even forgot about the three meals a day, and he ate at least twenty or thirty steamed buns in one meal.

My goodness, more than ten pounds of corn flour a day, eating it all I want, how can I bear it? I would finish more than a hundred pounds of corn flour in a week.

"Don't sleep."

Damn, what the hell are you still sleeping for? This is a food crisis, something big has happened.

"What's wrong?"

Gao Ju jumped up, Gao Cheng was sleeping soundly without making much noise, and Li Muchen, who was suffering from depression, also fell asleep immediately. Anyone who did heavy physical work for twelve or thirteen hours a day would be exhausted.

"problem occurs."

"What's the matter?"

Gao suddenly became nervous.

“There’s no food.”

"what?"

Gao was a little confused. He hadn't really thought about food, and was stunned for a moment.

"There's no food at home."

These angels are very strong and have never been hungry for a single day, but they have forgotten what year it is.

"what is it now?"

Gao Ju, Gao Cheng who had just gotten up, and Li Muchen all looked at Li Feng. Well, they usually didn't care about food. People in later generations were just full and had nothing to eat. They had never heard of anyone's family not having enough rice or flour to eat.

"How about borrowing some?"

"borrow?"

Li Feng was speechless. Who could he borrow from? Every family had very little food. Besides, they had given us a settlement gift. But you wasted all that food in just a few days. Now you have nothing left and are asking people who are only half full to borrow from you. Gao and his family didn't know about this, but how could Li Feng not know?

If I hadn't heard what a few people said, well, I really wouldn't have the face to borrow it, and the most important thing is that I might not be able to borrow it.

"Why don't you ask the captain's family?"

Gao Cheng glared at Li Feng before he finished speaking. Are you kidding? Uncle Fuguo knew that he and his friends had wasted all the food, but he couldn't beat him to death.

"This is not okay, that is not okay, I can't starve, right?"

Gao Cheng muttered, "I'm exhausted from working every day. If I don't have enough to eat, I'm not even a human being."

"Cut sorghum tomorrow."

Li Feng pondered for a moment. "How about this: let's eat less in the morning and chew on the sorghum stalks while we work." "How about picking some sorghum rice?"

Gao Ju suggested quietly, and Li Feng shook his head. "Don't be ridiculous. It's okay for so many people to nibble on a few sorghum stalks. Let's not touch the sorghum rice." If you really think others are blind, then Uncle Fuqiang has a personality like that. I can beat you up.

"Oh, the days ahead are going to be tough."

Why didn't I notice it? I should have eaten less these days. Why eat steamed bread so early in the morning? Wouldn't it be better to drink some porridge? "Dong Dong Dong."

"Who?"

Just as Li Feng was worrying about food, there was a knock on the door.

"uncle."

"Mingliang, is that you?"

Mingliang, Mingcong, Mingfan, and a few other kids were carrying a wooden basin. "Swordfish, little fish?"

"Ah."

"Come on in."

Li Feng let a few children in. Not to mention that this time there were more children than last time. "Quite a lot."

"Put it aside for now. I'll get you some candy."

Half a pound of candy plus eighty cents was exchanged for seven or eight pounds of ditch crawlers and five or six pounds of knife-shaped loaches. It's really not a loss at all.

"fish?"

Gao Jue and the others came over and looked at Li Feng. "How about getting something to eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat, eat nothing."

"sleep."

Li Feng was planning to take these small fish back home. They were so expensive, what was the point of eating them? "If you want to eat them, go catch them yourself."

What a three-bit foodie! Li Feng angrily pulled the quilt and went to sleep.

The next morning, Li Feng cooked some porridge and added a few handfuls of wild vegetables. He also shared two of the remaining steamed buns from yesterday. "Let's get to work today. Let's not talk about the work for now, our main goal is to chew on the sorghum stalks."

"Remember to pick the tender ones to eat."

Not only are the old ones dry inside, but the skin is also very hard. Be careful not to cut your lips or break your teeth after just a few bites, otherwise it will not be worth it.

"understood."

Two steamed buns and two bowls of porridge were not enough to fill their stomachs. Even Li Muchen was not full without five or six steamed buns and three or four bowls of porridge. "Let's go to work."

"Go chew on the sorghum stalks."

"Eat and drink well."

Fortunately, no one heard the slogan, otherwise he would definitely be criticized by Han Fuguo. For the whole morning, Li Feng felt that his lips were worn out and he had chewed no less than ten sorghum stalks. Damn, sorghum stalks are not very sweet these days.

My stomach was finally full, but the hunger seemed even stronger.

"It won't work."

Gao Cheng sat down directly in the sorghum field. His stomach was full but he was a little crazy with hunger. He had never felt this way in his life. Li Muchen's face turned pale. For the first time, he felt depressed.

Hunger is the most terrifying disease. It is so uncomfortable. Even depression can't beat hunger.

"Stop yelling, it's embarrassing."

Gao Jue sighed. "Boss Li, please think of a solution. We can't go on empty-bellied."

"Look at me, my lips are peeling off at least three times."

Li Feng rolled his eyes. "I wonder what I'm thinking. Everyone feels uncomfortable when they're hungry." "Just wait. The county's reward will arrive in the next two days."

"What reward?"

"Didn't I tell you?"

Li Feng was in high spirits, and his tongue didn't seem to hurt as much anymore. "It wasn't just last time I was carrying manure. I wrote an article and it was published in a provincial newspaper. The county said they would give me condolences and rewards, but I forgot to ask about it these days."

"Really?"

"Will you give me meat?"

Gao Cheng got up immediately and his eyes lit up when he talked about meat. He was really useless. He looked like this after not eating meat for a few days.

"I think there should be meat tickets."

"Great."

Several people were drooling at the thought of meat. Even the reserved Li Muchen had to swallow a little. What a sin! It was only Monday and this rich second generation was drooling at the mere mention of meat. As for depression, it was gone forever.

It's good enough for this guy to take a shower after working intensively for more than ten hours a day. Gao Cheng, this bastard, hasn't taken a shower for at least three days. It was Li Feng who rushed to take a shower because he smelled the foul smell. This guy is so damn lazy.

Of course, Li Muchen's bathing style is different now than it was at the beginning. After rubbing the river mud a few times, he looks more and more manly. His skin is still fair and tender, which makes Li Feng, the first generation pretty boy in Hanjiaba, a little envious.

"Okay, let's pack up and go home."

When he got home, Li Feng saw that Daya had already steamed a pot of steamed buns, so he quickly stuffed a few into Daya and Erya's mouths. Gao Cheng and a few other foodies would be back soon, and this pot of more than 20 steamed buns would not be enough to make them.

"Finally, I can eat something dry."

When they got home and saw the steamed buns, they started eating without saying a word. It didn't matter whether there were vegetables or not, as long as there was something dry to eat, there was no need to cut their throats.

But life became even harder over the next two days, as cornmeal was almost sold out.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Not to mention the Gao Cheng and Gao Ju brothers, Li Feng was a little anxious and angry. The county was too slow in doing things. After more than ten days, there was no sign of the reward. Maybe they had forgotten about it.

"Ding bell."

"what?"

Li Feng, who was lying in bed, jumped up. "Did you hear that bicycle bell?"

"What's wrong with the bicycle bell?"

Gao Ju didn't quite understand what it meant, and Gao Cheng was too lazy to move.

"It's a reward. We don't have bicycles in Hanjiaba."

Li Feng slapped his thigh and quickly put on his shoes. Gao Ju was so happy to hear that the reward had finally arrived. Gao Cheng almost crawled out of the door without even having time to put on his shoes.

(End of this chapter)