70: Raising a wife, the whole village is inhaling the aroma of stewed meat.

"That's not difficult! I need to think of a plan! Ideally, I can get two pounds of meat ration coupons!"

Liu Cunhua immediately asked with a delighted expression, "What do you plan to do to Zhou Qingwen?"

"I have a plan; you just wait to enjoy your meal!"

Liu Cunhua said with a flirtatious look, "I took a bath tonight, so you two ounces of flesh on your body need a good wash. We have to get this flesh sorted out tonight! Whether I get pregnant or not depends on you!"

Zhuang Maoshan suddenly had a bad feeling!

He's been feeling weakness in his legs lately...

He wanted to escape!

Liu Cunhua said, "Did you hear me?"

Zhuang Maoshan swallowed hard: "Alright, I got it."

When Liu Cunhua was in dire need, Zhuang Maoshan... well, you know.

Liu Cunhua gritted her teeth angrily: "If you keep going like this, I'll go find another man outside!"

Zhuang Maoshan said helplessly, "Wife, listen to me, I'm just too tired lately. Wait until I've rested, then I'll get two more jin of meat coupons so we can eat meat. After that, you can do whatever you want with it, okay?"

Liu Cunhua then pinched Zhuang Maoshan's waist: "You said it, you can't be so fast next time, I didn't even get to taste it!"

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Zhuang Maoshan swallowed hard. Was this easy for him?

I'm really anxious. We've been married for several years and I still haven't gotten pregnant.

It's also because Zhuang Maoshan's thing wasn't very effective.

Zhou Qingwen was half asleep at home when he suddenly felt a surge of relief.

Then I felt my underwear get wet again?

Zhou Qingwen got up in the middle of the night to wash his underwear and hung it outside to dry. The underwear he was wearing had two patches sewn onto it.

Zhou Qingwen was lying on his bed at home. Tomorrow was Saturday, May 23, 1970.

There's a market every 1st, 3rd, and 9th of the month, and Zhou Qingwen thought that he would bring the wolf with him tomorrow and take the meat he promised to give to Old Man Zhao.

It's just a wolf leg, ten pounds of wolf meat, and a bowl of wolf offal soup.

Of course, when we talked about it, we were referring to wild goats.

However, hunting also depends on luck. If there are wolves, then use the wolves!

Before dawn

Zhou Qingwen went to the brigade leader's house early in the morning, borrowed a wheelbarrow, and put the wolf he had prepared on it.

Zhou Qingwen's mother, Liu Yue'e, also went along today.

The mother and son set off early.

As they passed the cowshed, Zhou Qingwen said, "Mom, how about I ask Yu Yalan if she wants to go to the market together?"

Liu Yue'e then said, "Go ahead and ask, you're such a troublesome customer!"

"Hehe, Mom's the best to me!"

Zhou Qingwen took a stick, propped up the wheelbarrow, and then went to the cowshed: "Yu Yalan, do you want to come to the market with me?"

At this moment, Yu Yalan's family members also heard the noise and came out to see what was happening.

"Hello, Uncle Yu, Aunt Chen, elder brother, and elder sister-in-law."

Yu Xiongwei coughed and said, "Well, if we go to the market, we'll just buy some salt, nothing else."

Yu Xiongwei took out the remaining three cents from his pocket: "Yalan, go with him to the market and get some salt."

Yu Yalan blushed slightly and said, "Dad, what about my work points?"

At this moment, Yu Mingliang stepped forward and said, "I'm here! Don't worry, little sister!"

Yu Yalan smiled sweetly: "Okay, I'm going then."

Zhou Qingwen reached into his inconspicuous pocket and said, "Here's three cents. You can use it to buy salt later."

Zhou Qingwen forced the money into Yu Yalan's hand: "Let's go."

Yu Xiongwei swallowed hard; he had just overheard Zhou Qingwen's words.

Three cents?

Yu Xiongwei's daughter used to use the three cents she earned as tips for shining shoes for poor families.

Now it's come to the point where Yu Yalan has to accept three cents from Zhou Qingwen?

Yu Xiongwei felt a sudden pang of heartache in his chest.

Yu Mingliang really wanted to go up to Zhou Qingwen and tell him to take his three cents!

However, Yu Mingliang gritted his teeth; he couldn't bring himself to say it.

There has been no salt at home for two meals. I didn't eat any salt when I was earning work points, and my whole body feels weak.

Yu Mingliang's wife gently comforted him, saying, "At least we can buy more salt now."

Zhou Qingwen and Yu Yalan walked quietly to where the wheelbarrow was parked: "Mom, we're here."

"Hello, Aunt Liu."

Liu Yue'e smiled and said, "Hey, everything's fine, let's go."

Zhou Qingwen smiled and said, "Let's go."

Zhou Qingwen pushed the wheelbarrow with a thud as it moved forward, with two women following closely behind.

When they arrived at the town market, Zhou Qingwen went to the market near Old Zhao's place.

When Old Zhao saw that he had been given wolf meat, he grinned mischievously and said, "You didn't manage to hunt any wild goats, but you've brought me wolf meat instead?"

Zhou Qingwen smiled and said, "Since you're at the market today, I'll give you the things. Also, here are two wolf pelts and a skinned wolf. Will you take them?"

"Yes, of course we'll accept!"

Old Zhao packed his portion of meat into a cloth bag, and then took out another bag to pack the meat and hide of the other wolf.

The treated leather is a bit more expensive; let me weigh it for you!

Old Zhao weighed the wolf pelts; one weighed 7 jin and the other 8.5 jin. He sold the wolf pelts for 3.5 cents a jin.

7+8.5=15.5斤*0.35=9.975。

Old Zhao looked up in surprise, his abacus clapping out: "You're quite something, kid! Your calculations are spot on!"

"Hey, you've had a few years of schooling."

"That's right, I'll give you ten dollars for this wolf pelt!"

Old Zhao weighed the skinned wolf again. "Wow, this wolf is really fat, it weighs a full 37.5 jin!"

This pure wolf meat can sell for 56 cents a pound.

"37.5 * 0.56 = 21 yuan."

Old Zhao did another calculation, and it turned out to be true!

"Okay! I'll give you thirty-one yuan!"

Old Zhao rummaged through his worn-out green purse and pulled out a wad of loose change.

He counted out a total of thirty-one yuan and gave it to Zhou Qingwen, saying, "Next time you come, you can have it delivered directly to my house. This address is specifically for you. It's a stall in the black market."

Zhou Qingwen laughed and said, "You told me about your whole hideout? Aren't you afraid I'll report you?"

Old Zhao glared at her mischievously and said, "You came with Liu Yue'e. I remember she's a daughter-in-law of the Zhou family in Zhouzhuang. Your ancestors were all skilled hunters. Just for that reputation, I dare to tell you where I live. I'm not afraid!"

Zhou Qingwen immediately perked up: "Hey, old man Zhao, tell me, which of my ancestors was a master hunter? I don't know any!"

Mr. Zhao, carrying the wolf meat, said, "Go away, I have to sell the wolf meat right now, I don't have time to talk. When you have time, come to my house, and I'll explain in detail. But you have to prepare some meat to go with the wine! I have the wine! You bring the meat!"

Zhou Qingwen swallowed hard: "Old Zhao, you've piqued my interest!"

"If you don't want to sell meat, just ask the older folks in your village, those who are older than me. Some of them probably know, but they certainly don't know as much detail as I do!"

Zhou Qingwen then stuffed the thirty-one yuan into his inner shirt pocket, scratched the back of his head, and said, "Okay, I'll come to your house when I have time. I want to hear some of the fascinating stories from our ancestors!"