Hello, 1983

After working for several days, most of the crops in the field were collected and piled up in the yard, waiting to be played, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past few days, Liu Qingshan was the hardest working person. He worked in the field during the day and had to study with his second sister at night.

Liu Yinfeng is a very conscientious and hard-working student. Looking at the textbook sent by his brother, the brand-new one didn't even read it, and immediately became angry. Every night, he supervised his reading and study, and recited subjects that required rote memorization.

This is also to blame for Liu Qingshan, who runs around every day, forgetting that he is still a student, and the books are about to fall ashes.

Fortunately, in the early morning of this day, the uncle of the boss drove a carriage and told Liu Qingshan to go to the commune. There was a carriage behind him. The driver was Da Zhangluo, and they went to the grain depot to pull bean cakes.

Isn't that the day when Secretary Sun of the commune led a lot of people to Jiapigou, and when he was happy, he helped to approve 3,000 catties of bean cakes to make pig feed, which could be regarded as another form of reward.

Soybean cake is the residue left after the soybean oil is squeezed, and pressed into large round cakes with a diameter of half a meter. This thing is fragrant, and it is mixed into pig feed. It is absolutely sold.

Don't talk about pigs, when there was a famine a few years ago, people couldn't eat this.

Finally liberated!

Liu Qingshan jumped onto the carriage, and then heard a swooshing sound, and a book flew and smashed into his arms.

This was thrown by Liu Yinfeng, who came out behind: Sanfeng'er, don't forget to endorse on the way, I will test you when you come back.

Second sister, are you trying to make me read as a nerd?

Liu Qingshan could only sigh in his heart, but on the way to the commune, he still focused on carrying the book.

His self-control, of course, is not comparable to those of the half-boys. Some time ago, he was mainly busy and forgot. After that, he decided to set aside an hour or two every night to read and review books.

First, I went to the commune courtyard and asked Secretary Sun for an approval note. Before leaving, Secretary Sun quietly stuffed Liu Qingshan with two paper tickets.

After he went out, he opened it, and it was covered with the seal of the supply and marketing cooperative, and there were a few words: get two jins of moon cakes for free with the ticket.

moon cake?

Liu Qingshan thought about it and asked the boss who was driving the car in front of him, Is it the August Festival tomorrow?

Locally, the Mid-Autumn Festival is called the August Festival, and the Dragon Boat Festival is called the May Festival.

It seems so, I've been too busy to forget.

The uncle of the boss answered smoothly, but he wasn't really busy and forgot. The adults didn't remember, and the children were still thinking about it, not thinking about anything else, but also thinking about saving energy and eating something delicious.

Mid-autumn festival, even eat a piece of moon cake is fine.

The main reason is that this year's wheat has not been sold to the grain depot, and the money has not been exchanged. The family's original activity money has all been invested in the cooperative, and everyone has no money in their hands, so they deliberately chose to forget.

Happy New Years, but hard times in normal days.

This is a big festival, so I have to ask everyone to eat a moon cake, it's a festival.

Liu Qingshan was talking, and asked the boss to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to see if there were any moon cakes for sale.

The uncle of the boss also scratched his head: Qingshan, our loan is almost exhausted, let's tighten our belts and have a hard life for two years.

The kids are all looking forward to this. Liu Qingshan understands the thoughts of those little kids best, because he has a fourth child in his family.

The owner of the car also thought about the two youngest girls in the family. When he waited for tomorrow night, he pitifully stretched out his little hand and asked him for moon cakes, and he...

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart: Sure, take a look first!

In the supply and marketing cooperatives, there must be moon cakes for sale. The cheapest one is 41 jin, and it is five heads. It is wrapped in butter paper and tied with paper ropes.

Through the oily yellow paper, you can smell the fragrance inside.

The more advanced ones also have cardboard boxes with the words Chang'e flying to the moon printed on them. The price is also higher: two yuan per box.

Liu Qingshan calculated, the entire Jiapigou villagers, nearly 200 people, just bought 200 moon cakes, no matter how many people have to buy one.

So he said to the salesman: Comrade, give us an invoice, forty catties of moon cakes.

The salesperson at the counter was not frightened by the amount of forty catties, and she didn't buy it from her family, so she was still lazy: I want forty catties of food stamps, do you have them?

There is really no such thing. This year, the public food has not been handed in, so naturally no food stamps have been issued.

What kind of moon cakes do you buy without food stamps, don't sell them!

The sales clerk grumbled, then ignored Liu Qingshan and the three of them, and lowered his head to knit sweaters.

This is no way, even if you add money, people will not sell you.

Liu Qingshan had four jins of moon cake tickets given by Secretary Sun, but he couldn't get it, so he went back with four jins of bright moon cakes, what do you think?

The three of them left the supply and marketing cooperative in disappointment, so they had to go to the grain depot first and get the bean cakes.

This was quite smooth. A large piece of golden bean cake was loaded onto the carriage. My dear, each piece was the size of a sewer cover.

The uncle of the boss was happy on the spot: There is no moon cake, go back and ask the little rabbits to eat the bean cake, a piece of soybean cake, enough for them to eat on the 15th of August next year!

This joke is not funny at all, even calling Liu Qingshan a little sad.

Above the two large carriages, stacks of soybean cakes were placed high up, and then tied with ropes, they clacked out of the gate of the grain depot.

Mooncakes, sell mooncakes!

A shout came from the side of the road. Liu Qingshan thought he was crazy about moon cakes and had hallucinations, because the sound was really loud, as if he was deliberately pressing his throat.

He looked around on both sides of the road, and he really found a man squatting on the wall of the veterinary hospital, holding a cardboard box in his arms, his eyes flicking around, posing as if he was ready to run away at any time. .

Liu Qingshan jumped out of the car with a whimper and ran over, but the guy also had a pussy on his waist, hugged the box and ran away.

Hey, we are buying moon cakes, what are you running for?

Liu Qingshan shouted in his mouth, selling moon cakes and selling them generously. Why is he acting like a thief.

The man stopped when he heard the sound, looked back and saw the carriage and the goods pulled on it, and he was relieved a lot, and said with a smirk:

Little brother, there's nothing you can do, these days are strictly controlled.

Thinking about the current environment, Liu Qingshan also suddenly realized, so he went over to take a look, and the cardboard box was really filled with moon cakes.

Moreover, it seemed that the old moon cake mold was still used, and the patterns and characters on the surface of the moon cake looked very simple, so he asked casually, Can I break a piece and see if it works?

Okay, it's baked at home, it doesn't matter if you try a piece.

The man was also very refreshed. He directly broke a piece of moon cake and divided it into three parts. When he broke it apart, the fragrance immediately came out.

Looking at it, there are plenty of sesame and peanuts in the filling, as well as brightly colored green and red silk, which is not worse than the ones sold by the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Liu Qingshan took a sip and it was quite fragrant, so he asked, How do you sell these mooncakes?

The man looked around and said, One yuan and five kilograms, no food stamps, and forty cents a piece for retail sales.

No food stamps are needed, and the price is similar to that of the supply and marketing cooperative. Liu Qingshan made a decision on the spot: How much is in your box, we will wrap it up!

Is it round?!

The man was also taken aback, and then his face showed ecstasy. This box is fifty yuan, even if someone buys it, that is, three or five yuan, and at most two pounds, it will die.

That's not enough, do you still have stock in your house?

Liu Qingshan patted the man on the shoulder, only to make him come back to his senses, and then nodded again and again: Yes, yes, how much do you need in total?

Two hundred yuan, you see, we bought so much, can we give the wholesale price?

Okay, then I'll give you one yuan and three kilograms, which is cheaper than the supply and marketing cooperative!

In this way, after Liu Qingshan and the others circled back to the main road of the commune, there were four more cardboard boxes on the carriage.

Uncle Boss and Da Zhangluo are both so happy at the moment, and the big whip is particularly vigorous.

All right now, after I go back, I have an explanation for the baby at home.

There is nothing to say whether adults eat or not. As parents, watching children happy is the happiest thing for them.

Just by the way, Liu Qingshan made another trip to the post and telecommunications office, and there really was a letter from the eldest brother-in-law and a heavy package.

I am familiar with the people in the post and telecommunications office, and when Liu Qingshan came, he asked for a hand stamp from Gao Wenxue, so he took the things out smoothly.

As soon as Da Zhangluo saw the large package he was carrying, he immediately shouted: Oh, my god, it's the literary fee again, how much does it cost?

Liu Qingshan blinked his eyes and was also amused: I also think it's the manuscript fee, but I guess it's a sample book sent by the magazine. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The uncle of the boss also stroked his chest: If it's all money, I don't dare to take it. I have to find a militia company to help escort it back.

The three of them laughed, and the crowd that was about to gather around to watch the excitement immediately dispersed, and they all gathered around another big carriage to watch the excitement.

Liu Qingshan's eyes were sharp, and when he saw that there seemed to be a meat seller, he also leaned over.

Hey, it really sells meat, but it's not pork, it's beef.

It turned out that this group of people belonged to the Qiang Brigade. The cows in the family ate the soybeans and swelled to death, so they greeted the commune and slaughtered them to sell meat.

Under normal circumstances, without the approval of the commune, it is not allowed to slaughter oxen casually.

There were quite a lot of people watching the excitement, but few people were buying meat, and Da Zhangluo also muttered in disappointment: Beef is too thin, it has no oil and water.

These words actually represent the voice of everyone. Although the beef sells for 80 cents a pound, which is much cheaper than the normal price, it still cannot be sold.

Beef!

Liu Qingshan's eyes gleamed. It's not easy to eat beef and mutton these days. Usually, I can't see the shadow at all.

So he said excitedly: Uncle Boss, Uncle Zhang Luo, each family in our village buys two more kilograms of beef. It's the festival, so we have to eat dumplings anyway!

When the two heard it, they shook their heads together. Although they were also greedy, they didn't live like this. They were famined, and they ate and drank a lot, which would make people from other villages laugh out loud.

Don't worry, when the vegetables in the greenhouse are sold, we will have money!

Liu Qingshan comforted the two old brothers, and then squeezed in front of the meat carriage: Give me 60 pounds of meat. I want ribs and breasts, and I want to be fat!

okay!

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