Chapter 34 Actively prepare the supply of goods
There are two rice bags in the barrel.
Lin Sanqi opened it and saw that the first rice bag was corn noodles, the kind of corn noodles that are also ground into corn cobs and make your throat feel like cigarette smoke.
The Lin family is from the south, and their staple food has always been rice.
When the country's situation was good, everyone could buy some rice every month, so the Lin family would trade their allocated flour and whole grains for rice with their colleagues in the north.
However, with the onset of natural disasters, almost all rice rations in the north stopped. Not to mention rice, even flour was almost invisible. The Lin family had to adjust their staple food.
Even if you don't want to, you have to learn how to make steamed buns and porridge like the northerners do.
It can be said that if there was a national physical examination in the 49 cities, all southerners would have stomach problems, and the proportion of gastric ulcers would definitely be quite alarming, all caused by improper diet.
Another rice bag contained a large, yellowish white rice grain.
Lin Sanqi thought for a long time, not sure whether this was the legendary "sorghum rice".
I don’t know if people in the north have the habit of eating sorghum. Sorghum is almost never grown in the south, and even a small amount of it is grown for wine making.
Lin Sanqi knows a rule. As long as southerners eat good food, there is no reason not to eat it.
Since people in the south don't eat sorghum rice, it only means that this grain must be unpalatable, or it can only be used as a weight loss meal.
Lin Sanqi felt quite uncomfortable when she thought that there was not even a grain of rice at home.
Lin Kushen and Jin Caifeng really dug their hearts out for their "little son". Instead of despising him, they divided the family on the first day he came home, and even gave him all the most precious rice and meat tickets. have eaten.
As a result, the two old men can only survive by eating coarse grains together.
Lin Sanqi didn't believe that the shrewd second sister-in-law didn't hide the fine grain. Maybe the old man also had his own way of getting food. After all, the sister-in-law's mother's family was a native of Peiping.
Only cheap fathers who are Buddhists and cheap mothers who are born into young ladies do not have the extra thought to think about evil ways. In the end, the family of famous Lingnan doctors only has some stick noodles at home.
Lin Sanqi sighed, thinking that since he came to this world and recognized these parents, he would have to shoulder the burden of supporting the family.
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi is determined to work hard...back to modern times to move food...
Then he quickly passed through the space passage and returned to 2023.
It was already dark in 2023. Wang Wenjuan was watching TV, the younger sister was doing homework upstairs, and only the father was still waiting for his son.
Seeing his son come out of the room again, Lin Musen knew it was coming. The father and son quickly hid in the room and turned on the music to prevent anyone from hearing.
Who said that the anti-Japanese drama has no effect on this classic spy movie?
"Dad, I already have money to buy ginseng there. I went to the black market today. I didn't expect that in those days, tea was more scarce than food. I found a rich man who wanted 20 kilograms of jasmine tea and 10 kilograms of Longjing tea. , gave me a total of 2,300 yuan in cash, which was enough for me to buy ginseng.”
Lin Musen was startled and asked in disbelief:
"Are you kidding me? Who could come up with 2,300 yuan in one go in 1959? Didn't it mean that the monthly salary was only over 30 yuan?"
Lin Sanqi felt indescribably happy when she saw her father who was blind to history. Finally, his son could educate me:
"Dad, you don't understand. 1959 is not 1969. In 1959, there was a public-private partnership, so the old capitalists and business owners were living well. They could still get dividends every year, which was hundreds of thousands more. , millions a year.
Also, wages in the 1950s were not all low, but were also high. For example, my father over there earned more than 150 yuan a month. Does Mei Lanfang know that? Their monthly salary is 2,100 yuan. So not everyone was poor at that time, there were also rich people. "Lin Musen was like listening to a peep show:
"Mei Lanfang earns 2,100 a month? Isn't that higher than the salary of No. 1? It seems that entertainment stars are rich people in any era. Okay, as long as you can get the money, let's go buy tea now."
Lin Sanqi bought a small amount of tea before to test the water.
Now that tea is more cost-effective and can be sold at a higher price, of course it is necessary to maintain this "smuggling" business.
The two father and son came out of the house mysteriously again. Wang Wenjuan rolled her eyes, was too lazy to pay attention to them, and continued to watch her Qing Dynasty drama.
As the largest urban village in Huadu, Shilou Village is adjacent to Huadu CBD. The commerce in and outside the village is very developed. As long as you have money, you can buy anything.
Especially for love, if you spend a few hundred yuan in a village in the city, you can have it all whether you want first love or passionate love, innocence or love.
Southerners like to drink tea, so there are many tea shops. The Lin family and his son found a tea shop on the road near the village and went in.
The boss's surname is also Lin, and he is the same generation as Lin Sanqi. However, the boss is not at home today, and only the boss's wife is sitting behind the counter.
The lady boss stood up quickly when she saw Lin Musen: "Uncle Nine!"
Lin Musen ranked ninth among his generation; Lin Sanqi ranked thirteenth among his generation...
Lin Musen smiled and nodded: "Afang, Chenzai is not at home."
"Achen is practicing dragon boat racing at Henghu Lake. There will be a competition tomorrow. Grandpa said that if anyone loses this year, he will make all the dragon boat team members peel off their skin."
Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the local city in Huadu organizes a dragon boat race.
It is said that friendship comes first and competition comes second. In fact, the scene was very lively. This was a major event that affected the face of a village or a clan. Each village had been actively preparing for the war for two months.
In the past, it was not uncommon for dragon boat races to get into fights, and even people were killed. Nowadays, we are more civilized, but only without taking lives.
Lin Sanqi shrank when he heard about the dragon boat race. Fortunately, he was lucky. He was still in college and couldn't ask for leave. Otherwise, a strong young man like him would definitely go to the competition.
It's not that Lin Sanqi doesn't love the village, has no sense of collective honor, and lacks the concept of clan.
Dragon boat training is really miserable.
Every day they either basked in the scorching sun or marched in the wind and rain. Each team member was the same color as the African uncle, all black, and the skin on their backs had to shed several layers.
But that's it, everyone in the Lin clan is proud to be selected as a team member.
It doesn’t matter whether you are the chairman or general manager, the director, principal or dean, whether you are a pork seller or a street sweeper, as long as your surname is Lin and you pass the physical test, everyone can get on the ship.
If you win, your family will be honored, and the middle door of the ancestral hall will be opened wide. Each team member can walk through the middle door with swagger, eat "dragon boat rice" under the ancestral tablets, and become the most handsome boy in the village.
If you lose, hum!
Lin Peidong, the leader of the Lin clan, will let the team members know what will happen if they make their ancestors lose face...
(End of chapter)