"Friend, go to the cellar and bring up another cabbage..."

Yao Youjun put down the axe in his hand and said, "Hey, Mom, I'll go now..."

As soon as Chu Tian walked out of the house, Yao's mother saw him and hurriedly walked forward to ask with a smile.

"Chu Tian, ​​did you sleep well? How about I make you some soup and rice tonight?"

Chu Tian touched his nose embarrassedly, "Then, then I will help my mother..."

Yao's mother smiled and waved her hand. "Hey, what can I do for you? You three are leaving tomorrow. Why don't you go to the main hall and chat with your father?"

Unable to win over Yao's mother, Chu Tian had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the main hall.

After dinner, Yao's father asked Chu Tian to stay again. Chu Tian didn't take it seriously. He thought he wanted to chat with him again, so he sat down obediently.

Seeing that Father Yao had smoked a whole cigarette without saying anything, Chu Tian felt something was wrong. He thought to himself, "Is there something wrong?" After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked.

"Dad? Are you worried?"

Father Yao put out his cigarette, looked at Chu Tian hesitantly for a moment and said, "The friendly forces said, can you find a way to send him to the steel mill?"

Chu Tian blinked, "Ah? Yes, you can get in by finding someone and paying some money..."

Father Yao nodded, "Only two hundred yuan?"

Chu Tian thought for a moment and said, "It seems that food can be exchanged... but it's not cost-effective..."

Father Yao was stunned for a moment, "How much?"

Chu Tian, ​​"Fifty kilograms of flour or rice, both must be high-quality..."

After a pause, he continued, "Nowadays, ordinary white flour and rice on the black market cost three or four yuan, and sometimes you can't even buy the high-quality ones for five or six yuan..."