Chapter 76 Selling Pigs (Part 2)
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On the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, Xie Yun and Zhao Fuguo teamed up to go to the food station to sell pigs.
In fact, it was Director Zhao and Director Yan who took care of her family. Ever since Zhao Hongxia went to work at the commune and went back and forth with Zhang Ruifeng every day, the two families had a lot more exchanges than before.
Director Zhao pulled a cart to sell pigs and asked Xie Yun if he wanted to go with him. Xie Yun agreed. It just so happened that the pigs were sold today, and the day after tomorrow was house-sweeping day, so he could sweep the pigpen at the same time.
She opened the small door of the pigpen and drove the pig out. Director Zhao knocked the pig down unexpectedly. Ignoring the pig's crazy howling, he tied up the four pig's hooves. The two of them lifted the pig with wooden sticks and put it on the cart.
Then, Xie Yun followed the car to the food station.
Xie Shen also wanted to go, but was dissuaded by Xie Yun.
Although selling pigs is not complicated, it is very time-consuming, so there is no need to let Xie Shen go with him.
The commune food station is actually a place dedicated to collecting pigs, slaughtering pigs and selling meat. It has a large yard with several rows of houses, and the staff work and live in this yard.
The food station is not located in the commune headquarters, but between the commune and the Gongqiao Brigade under its jurisdiction. It is surrounded by farmland, and there is a piece of land next to the food station, which belongs to the food station.
Director Zhao was filled with envy when he talked about this. "The food station has great benefits. Not only do they get paid monthly, but the food is definitely good. Plus, they have such a large piece of land, they can grow enough food themselves. Look at Lao Miao at the food station. He's so fat. Wow. He must eat meat every day. And look at Lao Miao's daughter. Binbin, what's the right word to describe her?"
Xie Yun blurted out: "As round and smooth as pearls and jade, white and tender."
This is not an exaggeration at all. The girl is a little plump, but her skin is very white and tender. Her face is full of collagen, and her hair is a little curly. She looks very cute.
He speaks with a nasal tone and in a coquettish voice. You can tell at a glance that he is well-fed and has never suffered any hardship.
Unlike the original owner, he was very pale and dry, without any blood color. It was obvious that he was malnourished and not as lively as others.
The original owner had seen her before when he came to sell pigs. She was a very kind girl.
The food station had running water. Once, the original owner got his hands dirty and wanted to wash them, but was too embarrassed to use the tap water. The girl saw him and took the initiative to ask, "Would you like to wash your hands?"
Then he took the initiative to help turn on the tap water.
A member of the cooperative who came with Xie Yun to sell pigs laughed and said, "It's probably impossible for them to eat meat every day, but they must have leftovers from slaughtering pigs, such as pig blood. They probably eat a lot of it."
There's no pig blood sold on the market, so where does it all go? It must have been consumed internally by the food stations.
As they were talking, they arrived near the food station. There was already a long line in front, and they could only stand at the end of the line and move forward.
When it was lunchtime, it was not their turn yet, so everyone took out the dry food they had brought with them and ate while waiting.
Xie Yun brought a mixed flour flatbread, which he broke in the middle and stuffed with some pickles. It was cold now, and the flatbread was icy cold, crumbling as soon as he ate it. Xie Yun ate it very carefully, afraid to waste any of it.
The hot water in the four-ton bottle had also gone cold.
Fortunately, Xie Yun has a strong stomach.
After waiting in line until around two in the afternoon, it was finally their turn.
Zhao Fuguo helped lift Xie Yun's pig onto the scale. The buyer added a weight, carefully adjusted the sliding weight on the scale, and then said a number: "141 kilograms."
Xie Yun looked at the scale and found that he actually weighed more than 149 kilograms, with a belly weighing more than 8 kilograms.
She immediately burst into laughter.
The people queuing behind also became restless:
"How do you feed your pigs?"
"Why is this pig so heavy?"
"Little comrade, what do your pigs eat?"
Xie Yun answered loudly, "Anyway, it's better than what I eat. In order to raise the pigs for the country, our whole family has been living frugally, eating only for the pigs. We only eat when the pigs are full."
Everyone:"……"
Xie Yun ignored their reactions and followed the accountant to collect his money, a total of 67.68 yuan, along with 6 feet of cloth coupons and 30 kilograms of grain as a reward for a second-class pig.
However, these 30 kilograms of food had to be collected from the brigade, and the food station only issued a "blank check".
Xie Yun stood aside, waiting for Zhao Fuguo to sell his pigs and go back with him.
Zhao Fuguo was unlucky. His pig weighed 130 jin, which was not good enough to be second grade. He still bought it at 40 cents per jin and sold it for 52 yuan. He was rewarded with 3 feet of cloth coupons and 20 jin of grain, which was a little less than last year.
Director Zhao cursed and blamed the pig for not living up to expectations.
He asked Xie Yun: "Are you really going to feed the pigs first?"
Xie Yun: “…”
She pinched her pinky finger and said, "That's a little exaggerated, but my family did feed them a little more food. We're used to going hungry, so it's okay to eat less. We'd rather starve ourselves than fail to complete the national mission. We have a high level of awareness."
Zhao Fuguo: “…”
When Xie Yun returned home, he found that Xie Shen was not idle at home at all. He cleaned the pigpen and filled it with new soil.
The dirty clothes were washed and hung up to dry, and now the baby is clean again.
As soon as he saw Xie Yun coming back, he poured her a bowl of hot water and let it cool.
I added some hot water to the washbasin and asked her to wash her hands first.
After Zhang Ruifeng started working, her family got a thermos.
Xie Yun brushed off the dirt on his body in the yard before going into the house to wash his hands and face.
Covered in dirt on sunny days and mud on rainy days is the most realistic portrayal of rural roads at this time.
After Xie Yun finished tidying up, she sat down and sipped some hot water. Xie Shen asked her, "Sister, how is it? Is it enough for 131 pounds?"
"Guess."
“That’s enough!”
His sister looked so happy, she must have sold it for a good price.
"You guessed right! 141 jin! I was awarded 6 feet of cloth coupons. Add to that the bonus from the brigade at the end of the year, it's definitely enough to make new clothes. I was also awarded 30 jin of food coupons."
She took a few sips of water and put the bowl down. "Let's go, let's go to the brigade to get food."
What you get is yours.
The brother and sister closed the door and went to the brigade headquarters carrying the basket.
"Sister, let me carry some food when we come back. I can carry 30 kilograms."
Xie Yun looked at his small body. In later generations, a 9-year-old child would just eat and play, with nothing to do but to have food and clothes provided for him. He basically had no ability to take care of himself, but her brother was already like a little adult.
"Okay, you carry it. Give it to me when you're tired."
When the brother and sister arrived at the brigade, Zhang Guangzong also learned that her family had raised a second-class pig and praised them, "Not bad. I will praise you at the members' meeting. Then you can go up and talk about your pig-raising experience."
Xie Yun: “…”
"No need for that. Our brigade can produce several second-rate pigs every year. There's nothing special about me. Don't make me explain. My family saves money to feed the pigs. When we're hungry, we let the pigs eat first. I don't think anyone would want to learn this experience."
Zhang Guangzong: “…”
That makes a lot of sense.
"Forget it then. Just go to the warehouse and ask your Uncle Changshun for food. Binbin, work hard. Our lives will definitely get better and better."
"I know. I'll try."
The brother and sister left the brigade headquarters and went to the warehouse next to the grain field. They found the warehouse manager Li Changshun and received 30 kilograms of corn.
Xie Shen carried him all the way home. When they were halfway there, Xie Yun could see that the young man was still struggling, so he asked him, "Do you want me to carry you?"
Xie Shen cheered up for a second, "No, I can do it."
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