When she came out today, she asked Zhou Cunzong to bring some oil with her. Of course, this time she brought peanut oil, which has a higher oil yield and the raw materials are not so difficult to obtain.
Hearing that Chen Suwen agreed to change the oil, Huang Xiaomei's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Auntie. I'll go back and get the bracken and the oil bottle right away."
The little girl turned and ran home, but Chen Suwen didn't care.
While she was talking to Huang Xiaomei, Zhou Cunzong had already started talking to other villagers.
As a staff member of the supply and marketing cooperative, Zhou Cunzong was very eloquent and could quickly connect with the masses, getting along very well with people.
Zhou Min wasn't as outgoing as her brother; she had to protect the three children and make sure nothing happened to them.
"Comrades, what do you want to exchange? Is this oil? You actually brought so much oil to exchange for something?"
The people from Qianshuihe Brigade were surprised to see the peanut oil in the truck bed, but they had to admit that they did want to change the oil.
"We'd like to trade some meat and eggs. Does your brigade have anything we can trade?" Zhou Cunzong didn't seem to care much.
He used to have a hard time getting oil, but ever since his dad made an oil press, his family has never lacked oil.
Adding a little oil when stir-frying or making soup will make it more fragrant.
He even pressed sesame seeds, which his mother somehow got from somewhere, into oil, making it even more fragrant.
Because he hadn't lacked oil or fat for the past six months, Zhou Cunzong wasn't too bothered by his mother trying to trade peanut oil for other things; he just wanted to eat chicken or duck.
They have no place to raise chickens and ducks in the city, and they buy pork from meat processing plants, which is also subject to rationing.
Their meat ration coupons have all run out, so they have to come to the village to exchange them with other people.
Although there's no pork to trade in the village, chickens or ducks should be able to be traded.
It would be even better if we could exchange it for fish.
“Meat? We want to eat meat too.” The person who had spoken to Zhou Cunzong couldn’t help but sigh when he heard him say he wanted to exchange for meat.
They, the country folk, also lack food. They can't bear to kill the two chickens or two ducks they raise at home to eat meat.
Aren't they all kept for laying eggs?
They couldn't even bear to eat the chicken and duck eggs themselves; they saved them to sell at the supply and marketing cooperative for money.
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