Transmigrating to the 70s: I Have Space and Resources, No Panic

(Novel complete) She suddenly returned to a time before the apocalypse. Chu Tianhua spent her entire fortune collecting resources, ensuring she had everything for eating, wearing, and daily use, fi...

Chapter 111 Internal Struggle among Educated Youth

Li Aihong put her hands on her hips and glared at the woman in front of her, "Song Jiao, we all have to eat together, why don't you work?"

Song Jiao curled her lips and took two steps back in disdain. "A dozen people aren't enough to cook a meal? Why do you have to make me do it too?"

"Besides, no one has any objections, so what are you making such a fuss about?"

Li Aihong pointed at her angrily, "You..."

Zhang Aiju, who was washing sweet potatoes nearby, stood up and said helplessly, "Can you two stop making trouble? If you're not convinced, then don't do it anymore..."

Then he asked the rest of the people to help cook.

Several male educated youth standing at the kitchen door looked at each other, then turned and walked towards the pile of coal. Those coals were brought back when they came back this time!

At this time, next to the coal pile, several male educated youth gathered together and whispered, discussing whether they should cook separately from the female educated youth.

"Hey, Li Jianmin, what do you think?"

Li Jianmin straightened up, looked at the vast expanse of white in the distance, thought for a moment and said, "I agree. These female educated youths are causing me so much headache every day."

Chen Jiefang muttered, "Isn't it? The reason we were sent to the coal mine to do voluntary labor this time was more or less because of those female educated youth."

Wu Shengli, the educated youth who first proposed this, frowned. "But, if we cook separately, where are we going to cook? We don't have a pot!"

Chen Jiefang raised his eyebrows. "Isn't this simple? Let's split up our time and work on it with the female educated youth. Once we've collected the industrial tickets, we can pool our money and buy it!"

Li Jianmin glanced at Chen Jiefang, who was understating the situation. "Collect? How? Do you think we're factory employees? Even if we were factory employees, we wouldn't get more than two industrial coupons a month. Do you know how many industrial coupons are needed to buy an iron pot?"

Chen Jiefang really didn't know, and asked with a naive look on his face, "How many do you need?"

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Li Jianmin took a deep breath and didn't want to pay attention to him. He picked up the half-filled bag of coal and walked towards the dugout where he lived.

Chen Jiefang pointed at Li Jianmin's back and said innocently, "I just don't know. Look at his attitude."

Wu Shengli covered his mouth and smiled, "Although I don't know the exact number, I know that I need about a dozen industrial tickets..."

Chen Jiefang was surprised. "Ah? So many? I thought we only needed one or two. I was thinking that if it was just one or two, I have one here, and we can just get another one..."

Wu Shengli was speechless. "Are you dreaming? How can I buy an iron pot with just one or two industrial tickets?"

The three male educated youth who had been silent looked at each other, and one of them said, "I have three..."

"I have a..."

“I have two...”

Not only did the male educated youth want to cook separately from the female educated youth, but even the female educated youth wanted to cook separately from Song Jiao and Li Aihong.

"Chrysanthemum, we've discussed that after New Year's Eve, we'll cook on our own and won't join you..."

Zhang Juhua looked at the young woman who was working the fire nearby in surprise, "Chen Xiu, what do you mean by this?"

Chen Xiu added more fuel to the stove and looked up at Zhang Juhua. "It's exactly what it says. We really can't stand this endless commotion anymore."

Wang Mudan, who was cutting sweet potatoes, chimed in, "Yes, we're here to help with Xinjiang's development. We won't be able to return for who knows how many years to come. We don't want to continue living in this chaotic world."

After a pause, he continued, "Besides, why were we punished to work in the coal mine this time? Is it really just because we complained about the low rations? A large part of the reason, Juhua, I think you know better than us..."

Zhang Juhua opened her mouth, then looked at the female educated youth standing nearby and asked in a low voice, "Do you all think so?"

Several people nodded firmly.

Chu Tian didn't know that the educated youth were splitting up, but even if he knew, he wouldn't be interested. In short, he had no good feelings towards that group of educated youth, no, it should be said that some of the female educated youth, and he didn't want to have too much contact with them.

"Are you ready? Are you ready?"

Yao Xiujuan covered the pot and said with a smile, "Just simmer for a few more minutes and you can eat it..."

Chu Tian's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly shouted towards the inner room, "Wu Ya, come and wash your hands, the meal will be ready soon, and there are big chicken legs..."

Wu Ya's eyes lit up, and she immediately threw the rattle aside and shouted, "Wow, it's time to eat a big chicken drumstick..."

After washing their hands, the father and daughter stayed beside Yao Xiujuan, looking at the pot on the stove with eager eyes, without blinking, as if if they blinked, the pilaf in the pot would be gone...

Yao Xiujuan found it funny and was ready to take the pot off the stove after she smelled the aroma that couldn't be suppressed even by the lid.

Chu Tian quickly stretched out his hand and said, "I'll do it, I'll do it. You're pregnant, don't hurt your waist..."

As he said this, he took the pot down and placed it on the adobe table beside him, making way for it.

Yao Xiujuan walked over with a shovel in one hand and a few bowls in the other.

"Brother Tian, ​​we're out of boiling water. Go fill the pot with some water and boil it. I'll serve the rice."

"good."

As he spoke, Chu Tian took out a clay pot from the adobe cabinet beside him and placed it on the stove. He then added two scoops of water into the pot. Staring at the pitifully small pot in front of him, Chu Tian frowned and thought that there were still too many things missing at home. Even though there was a thermos at home, the tool for boiling water was too poor and could only boil half a pot of water at a time.

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