Chapter 49 Buying Food
As life became more difficult, people's diet began to diversify. At first, they only dug wild vegetables, but later they would pick any edible weeds, and some would even pick elm bark and take it home to make soup.
Many people were reluctant to touch the little bit of food that was left.
We have no choice but to endure it. When the weather gets cold and the mountains are covered with snow, we won’t be able to find anything to eat.
Zhu Lihua walked into the yard with a bamboo basket on her shoulder and a worried look on her face. When she saw the father and son stepping on the dirt in the yard, she immediately closed the door.
He whispered, "Are they all hidden?"
Goudan nodded with a heavy face, and stepped harder to make the soil more solid.
They buried most of the food and a basket of dried chestnuts in the private plot in the yard. When winter came and there was nothing to eat, this was a way out for themselves.
Zhu Lihua carefully picked out the rice grains stuck in the bamboo basket. After picking them up, there were still a handful. She knocked it hard twice, and a few more grains fell out from the cracks.
The rice harvest had been going on for half a month, and the second-season rice had grown up quickly. The rice was scattered and had to be picked one by one by hand. Zhu Lihua signed up early and spent most of the day in the fields picking rice ears.
This is how I earn some money.
If you are lazy, you might as well not go to work. You won’t get much food anyway.
"Will the relief food be delivered?" Zhu Lihua looked worried. Today, several people went to ask the team leader, but there was no answer yet.
Their village is still in trouble, probably because they have little food. I heard that Shangyang Village has started to become chaotic, and it has only been a short time.
"Difficult." Qin Zhilin frowned. They all fled from famine and knew very well about relief food. There was relief food, but they didn't know when it would be allocated.
Moreover, this year has been quite dry, and I am afraid that many places have suffered disasters and reduced harvests, making it even more difficult to say what will happen to the grain supply.
"Life is so difficult now. How are we going to get through the winter? Are we going to have to flee from famine again?" Zhu Lihua sighed lightly.
Qin Qing glanced at Qin Zhilin, his eyes filled with worry.
"What are you thinking about? Things will work out when the time comes." Qin Zhilin comforted.
"It's a pity that we can't buy food right now."
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Zhang Ying, wearing a blue headscarf, turned left and right in the alley and almost got lost. This black market was really hard to find.
The day before yesterday, she received a banknote from Yang Aiguo, who asked her to go to the town to buy some food and store it at home in case of emergency.
Little did the man know that food had been unavailable in the town for a long time.
So she sneaked into the black market to take a look.
Anyway, that money is just sitting there doing nothing. Now the price of rice has soared to the same level as the price of meat. I might as well buy some more and store it at home. I can then resell it later and make some money.
The woman's abacus jingled loudly.
On the side of the road, a man in a wadding shirt placed a small basket of wadding rice in front of him. Zhang Ying immediately rushed over and asked in a muffled voice, "Brother, how much is this rice?"
The man had a thin face and cold eyelashes. He glanced at her lazily and said casually, "Seventy cents a pound."
Zhang Ying felt a little pain in her heart.
"It's so expensive!"
"Big sister, it's not expensive. In a while, you might not be able to buy it even if you have money."
Seeing that she looked like she couldn't afford it, Yu Cong couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.
Zhang Ying looked around, but there was no one selling rice anymore. She leaned closer and lowered her voice to ask, "Brother, I'm buying a lot, can you give me a discount?"
Zhang Ying counted.
The face covered by the blue cloth looked like that of a young wife.
Because he eats and drinks well all day, his complexion is pretty good.
The man's eyes flickered.
Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Zhang Ying raised her chin slightly and asked, "Do you have that much?"
The man's thin face was full of smiles, and he agreed with a roll of his eyes.
"I, Yu Cong, am in the grain business. Don't worry, I'll give you as much as you want."
Zhang Ying's heart was put back in his stomach.
I discussed with the man to secretly deliver the things after dark and I would pay him then.
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At midnight, the man and his helpers brought in four bags of food, each weighing ten kilograms.
Zhang Ying was waiting at the door early. The man put down the food and leaned against the wall to rest. He inadvertently saw that the house was pitch black. His eyes darkened and he asked tentatively.
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