My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 57: It’s hot to shave your head and choose someone.
"Is it really possible?"

"Okay, boss, we've learned it." Gao Cheng nodded with certainty.

"Okay, come on."

Damn, Gao Cheng and the other two were planning to be barbers, so Li Feng was a little worried and offered his head instead of his hair.

"Take it easy."

"Don't worry, boss, I'm a professional." Gao Cheng said.

"bring it on."

Closing his eyes, Li Feng acted like a guinea pig. The click-clicking sound of the manual razor brought him back to his childhood. "This is much slower than the electric one."

"No."

Gao Jue said with a smile. "Fortunately, we learned this in the countryside, when they still used manual clippers. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to become a barber now."

"You brought this thing too?"

"Yes."

Gao Ju was quite proud. "Boss, I'm not bragging, but even my master can't compare to me in ear cleaning skills."

"At that time, my eldest brother and I each learned one subject."

Gao Jue said proudly, "I learned to clean ears and shave, and my father learned to shave and wash hair. Don't even mention that within three months, our master's little skill was completely exhausted by us two brothers."

"The apprenticeship is supposed to be two years, but we'll be graduating in March."

Li Feng was pleased and thought to himself that these two guys were really smart, but what they did was probably enough to make their master bleed with anger.

"It's a pity that this old skill can only make a living in the countryside."

Gao Jue sighed as he spoke. "Let alone moving to the city to buy a house and get married, even eating meat takes a long time. So we just moved to the city. This skill has been put aside for more than ten years."

"Pfft."

When Li Feng heard this, he almost stood up. Damn, I told you that you were using me to practice your skills, but you still didn't admit it.

"Boss, don't move, or it will get crooked."

"Okay, okay, slow down."

Li Feng was a little skeptical. He wondered if these two would cause him any trouble. He should have found some other kids to practice on. "Go trim Daya and Erya's hair later. The two little girls have very thin hair and need to shave more often."

"This is easy, I'll cut it later."

Gao Cheng nodded and said that getting a haircut was not cheap these days. Li Feng asked around and found out that barbers come to Hanjiaba two or three times a year, shaving people at the beginning of the year and collecting grain at the end of the year. Generally, each family gets five kilograms of corn flour.

Of course, those who don't shave their heads won't accept cornmeal. In fact, most families don't hire outsiders to shave their heads. Only team leaders and wealthier families will hire a barber to shave their heads, after all, they need food.

Of course, barbers like Gao Cheng, who are not regular barbers, usually charge five to eight cents or equivalent amounts of grain, cloth, etc. If they use shampoo to wash their hair or clean their ears, they will charge an additional two or three cents, which is already not cheap.

"It's done, boss."

"Let me see."

Gao Ju hurriedly brought over a palm-sized mirror. Li Feng took a look at it and found that his flat head made him look much more energetic. However, this hairstyle was from more than ten or twenty years ago. When Han Chaoxia saw it later, she would probably laugh at him.

"good."

This hairstyle is considered fashionable nowadays. After all, haircuts are mostly done by city dwellers these days. In the countryside, a simple trim with scissors is enough. "Boss, please bend down so I can wash your hair."

"Well."

Not to mention that Gao Cheng's hair washing was quite comfortable, the two brothers spent half an hour on shaving, washing and cleaning the ears, and the price of ten cents was not high. After all, no matter how high the cost was in the countryside, there would probably be few people in a production brigade who would be willing to get a haircut.

"What a pity, we don't have a coal stove."

Gao felt a little regretful. "Otherwise, we would have been too busy."

"It's not easy to buy a coal stove."

Industrial coupons would cost more than ten yuan, and coal would also require coupons. "We'll make do for now. After all, we're not proper barbers."

"Yeah, let's make do with it for now."

Li Feng said with a smile. "I guess not many people come to the countryside to wash their hair. After all, they have to pay extra."

As they were talking, a group of little kids came to the door. Li Feng was delighted, and Han Mingliang and the other kids asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Uncle, did you shave your head?"

"How's it going?"

"nice."

The kids nodded vigorously. Li Feng looked at them with envy and said, "Come in. I'll shave your heads too."

"We have no money."

The little kids behind Mingliang whispered.

"for free."

Li Feng wanted to say, "Come here, each of you can catch five loaches and I'll give you a haircut for free." Gao Cheng also needed to practice more to get a feel for it, so these little brats were just what he needed.

"I'm going to catch some swordfish now."

"I'm going too." He was about to go catch the swordfish, but Li Feng stopped him. "Let's go catch them later, there's no rush."

"queue."

Now the whole Hanjiaba knew that Li Feng's two cousins could shave hair. Some of them, who wanted to save face, would bring some cornmeal or pickles and beg them to help shave the hair of the elderly and children in their family.

Li Feng will not tolerate those shameless people who try to get a free haircut by licking their faces. Except for the five-guarantee households and a few families of martyrs, Li Feng is too lazy to pay attention to these shameless people like Wu Gou, who are really good at taking advantage.

As for Han Fujing's family, needless to say, they definitely refused to have their heads shaved. As for Han Mingfu, he kept crying when he saw other kids getting their nice hair shaved, and Li Feng watched with amusement.

"This child is good. He rolls around well and cries loudly."

Li Feng commented on Han Mingfu's movements and crying as he rolled on the ground. This made Han Fuguo beside him speechless. This kid has a really mean mouth. "Alright, let's go. I'm not going to eat anymore."

Han Fuguo glared at Han Mingfu, who was rolling on the ground, and he stopped rolling and got up happily. This kid knew how to read the signs. His grandparents, parents and sister all spoiled him at home, but Han Fuguo was different. He would never really hit anyone with his pipe.

"This craft is pretty good."

Han Fuguo looked at the bunch of little kids. They all had bowl-cut hair. Although it was a bit ugly, it was neat and tidy, which was good. As for Li Feng's hair shape, although it didn't look quite right, it was much better than before.

At least he is not like that scoundrel who still has finger-long hair. His buzz cut is good now, refreshing. Except for not looking like a farmer, everything else is pleasing to the eye.

"It's still too fair." But since this guy can write manuscripts, it's okay for him to be fairer.

"The letter of introduction is ready."

Han Fuguo was originally worried that Li Feng's two unreliable cousins would be incompetent, but now it seems that their skills are not bad. There is not much work in the team, so it is better to let them go out to shave hair and earn some money or food. After all, the team will pay for it.

"That's great."

With the letter of introduction, they were at least protected around Maya Commune. They didn't plan to go too far. They just went to the countryside to collect some goods and understand the current situation. After all, they could temporarily break free from the constraints of Hanjiaba.

These days it is not easy to leave the brigade or the commune. Without a good reason, it is almost impossible to go out. In addition, going out costs money, and few families in the brigade are willing to spend this money.

"Have you finished writing that manuscript?"

"Okay, let's go to the commune to submit the manuscript tomorrow morning."

Li Feng said he wanted to borrow the oxcart, but Han Fuguo ignored him. The livestock in the dam were good, and the oxcart was a heavy laborer. He couldn't lend it to you and let you spoil it. "Uncle Fuguo, what are you talking about? I still love the cows."

"just you."

Han Fuguo wanted to slap the boy when he mentioned this. "Tell me about that last time you went to the commune and the county town. The old cow didn't recover for several days. Your distressed uncle Fu Zheng kept nagging about it for days. You don't know, you kid, you still have the nerve to say you cherish it, but you're actually ruining it."

Good fellow, Li Feng thought, I just wanted to ride in an ox cart, and now I'm being criticized. "How would I know? Maybe the old ox ate some unclean grass and it made a scene. How can you say I ruined it?"

"Really? Sooner or later I'll earn enough money from my writing to buy a bicycle. I don't care about that broken ox cart."

Han Fuguo's eyes widened in anger. This kid was still thinking about buying a bicycle. "Why, buy a bicycle so that you can buy meat more conveniently."

"Don't say it yet."

Li Feng nodded subconsciously. Han Fuguo was so angry that he couldn't hold the pipe in his hand anymore.

"You, don't run."

"Only a fool would not run."

Li Feng had just started talking nonsense, forgetting the grumpy old man next to him. "Really? I earned my writing fees and bought a bicycle, so what? It's not like I won't pay the team back."

"Say less."

Han Futian glared at Li Feng. "You're doing it on purpose, you don't know your Uncle Fuguo's temper." "Third brother, don't get angry with Hubuxin. It's not worth it. And now that you've received your manuscript fee, clean up the roof properly. Stop being so frivolous all day long."

"Now that the house is tidied up, ask your aunt and the others to help you find a wife so you can live a good life."

Don't make a fuss every day, you are so old, Han Futian's words made Li Feng stunned, what wife, stop making a fuss. "Uncle Futian, I will fix the roof, don't worry, forget about the wife, I don't have any interest in it."

"What's the matter with your wife? What's the matter? Are you useless?"

Han Futian glanced at Li Feng's area, leaving him speechless. "Uncle Futian, what are you talking about? I'm fine."

"Why don't you get married if you're fine?"

What Han Futian said is very reasonable. If you are not sick, why don't you want a wife? Haven't you seen the young men in the team? Their eyes light up when they hear about getting married. What's the matter? You are an eel, hermaphroditic. If you don't want a wife, then there is something wrong with your thinking.

Of course, there were also spies and secret agents. Li Feng was speechless. This was all related to this. What a big deal. "Okay, okay, I'd better fix the roof first." If he kept talking, he was afraid that the aunts would have to do their own work tomorrow.

Maybe it will get out and tell you that you are useless. No man would want to do that.

"Ugh."

How could I have forgotten this? It's a bit abnormal not to get married these days, especially since I can write articles and am considered an intellectual. It's good enough that I don't have a few concubines. As an intellectual, I have to love young girls all my life.

Haven’t you seen that Fan Zeng and Zhang Daqian married several wives in each stage, from daughters-in-law to sons-in-law, and even granddaughters? I will keep marrying wives until the earth buries me.

Alas, I am indeed a pseudo-cultured person. Let alone marrying ten or eight men, I am too embarrassed to even talk about love with a girl if I only have one.

But what to do? If he wants to join the ranks of intellectuals, should he find a young girl to chat with against his will? Li Feng couldn't sleep at night, especially when Han Mingliang and his dozen other kids brought him two basins of knife-eaten loaches. Alas, there were so many that he couldn't use them all without five or six women.

"boss."

"Woke up."

Li Feng sorted out the manuscript. "Let's go to the commune. I can help you get another letter of introduction so that you can travel further."

(End of this chapter)