Chapter 47 Exchange of Materials

Song Yuan still has to cook for herself at school, using the kitchen of a fellow villager.

Because she was a teacher, she was very respected in the production team. Many people were willing to lend her their kitchen for free and even scrambled to bring her firewood.

But I heard that she chose the Qin family. At that time, she and Qin Bei had not yet developed feelings for each other. She simply thought that their family was simple-minded and did not do anything wrong.

Every time Song Yuan cooked at Qin's house, Qin Bei worked outside, and the two people interacted very little.

Not everyone in the village likes to gossip. Some people think that Teacher Song is just kind-hearted and wants to help the Qin family.

After all, she originally wanted Qin Tian to go to school.

The most important thing is that everyone knows that Song Yuan has a great background. On the one hand, they dare not offend her, and on the other hand, they think that Song Yuan looks down on Qin Bei.

Teacher Song couldn't have such bad taste since he couldn't even look down on the girls from the production team.

Therefore, Song Yuan taught here for two years and did not say anything bad about her.

There was food under the bed. Song Yuan put some rice in a small bowl and took out two potatoes.

"The rice is from what my mom sent me last time. She said it was troublesome for me to make noodles by myself. I'll make you potato risotto later. It only needs two drops of oil. It's very fragrant. It uses less oil than cooking, and it tastes better."

Xiao Qingru smiled and said, "Then I have to try it. Is it really that delicious?"

The Xiao family mostly ate noodles, and rice was usually used to make porridge. They had never eaten any stewed rice.

Song Yuan almost patted her chest to assure him, "It's really delicious. It would be even better if you put some bacon in it, and you can save oil."

Now everything is limited, including oil.

In the city, each person can earn about five taels of silver per month, and in the countryside, about two taels of silver per month.

In order to save oil, people have various methods. Many people just use gauze to dip a little oil, wipe the bottom of the pot and that's it.

First, to prevent the food from getting burnt, and second, to add some oil.

Hearing Song Yuan talking about saving oil, Xiao Qingru truly realized that her days in the production team were really difficult.

It was countless times more difficult than what they had at home.

Holding Song Yuan's arm, "Then I'll shamelessly eat for free."

"Didn't you bring this for me?" Song Yuan blinked and picked up the bag of meat.

He packed his things and went out with Xiao Qingru.

The Qin family's home is not far from the school. It's only half a minute's walk from the door to the right.

This was Xiao Qingru's first time visiting the Qin family. The conditions were indeed poor, with only two mud houses.

But the house was kept very clean, and it didn't look like the kind of family that just muddled along or threw in the towel.

The kid I saw at school was holding a stick and picking up a worm to feed the chicken.

When you see them, call them sister.

"Xiaotian, have you eaten?"

"Eat."

He looked at Xiao Qingru timidly and then ran to the backyard.

"He's a little shy, don't mind."

"What does it mean? Everyone has a different temperament and personality, and the way they handle things is also different. Being shy is not a disadvantage."

After a pause, he added: "It's not easy for a shy child to be deceived."

"That makes sense."

At this time, a tall man came out of the kitchen, glanced at Xiao Qingru with a cold gaze, and finally fell on Song Yuan, "The fire is already lit."

"Thank you."

The man hummed and went to the yard to chop wood.

Xiao Qingru touched her arm and found it was really cold.

Worried that he would be frozen to death, he quickly followed Song Yuan into the kitchen.

She put the rice on the stove in an orderly manner. "Wait 20 minutes before eating."

"I'm not hungry."

Song Yuan asked: "What do you plan to exchange? Let me think about which store I should go to."

"Change to some persimmon cakes and sweet potatoes."

He raised his chin and said, "Look at the tree in the yard. It's a persimmon tree. But you have to go to another family to exchange sweet potatoes. The Qin family only has one person working there. The two brothers don't have enough food, so they probably won't exchange with you."

Sweet potatoes are also a food. Xiao Qingru understood what she meant, "Then please tell Qin Xiaozhi for me. I will use food coupons to exchange them and will not let him suffer a loss."

"How many pounds?"

"Five pounds? Can they afford it?"

"Wait, I'll go ask."

Heat up the rice, let Xiao Qingru watch the fire in the kitchen, and Song Yuan went out of the kitchen.

Qin Bei's remaining eyes fell on the slender shadow. When she approached, he was about to leave.

"I'm not eating, why are you running so fast?"

The man pursed his lips and walked away a few steps, his dark eyes fell on Song Yuan, "What's the matter?"

Looking at the distance between them, Song Yuan's eyes flashed with hurt.

Swallowing the strange feeling stuck in my throat, I said, "That's my childhood friend. She wanted to exchange her food coupons for five kilograms of persimmon cakes. I remember your family had some."

Making persimmon cakes is not difficult. The ingredients are ready-made. It just takes a little time.

It's okay if it's free.

But when he heard the word "grain coupons", Qin Bei's eyes wavered.

With the food stamps, Xiaotian could buy food and have a full meal.

Although he has been to the black market, there are only two brothers at home. What will Xiaotian do if something happens to him?

Qin Bei had too many things to take care of, so he could only go to the fields and earn work points.

Except for the occasional hunting trip, I never looked for other ways to buy supplies.

If he was offered to exchange food stamps for persimmon cakes, he would certainly not refuse. “Yes.”

The sound of their conversation reached Xiao Qingru's ears, and she got up and went out.

"Qin Bozhi, do you want coarse grain or fine grain?"

After a moment of silence, "Fine food."

"One kilogram?"

"make a deal."

He took out a one-kilogram food coupon from the canvas bag he carried with him and handed it to Qin Bei.

After a while, the other party brought the packaged persimmon cakes to the kitchen.

Put your things down and get out immediately.

There was not even a second left.

Xiao Qingru asked in a low voice: "Has he always been like this?"

"Um."

Song Yuan sighed, "Our situation is special, maybe he thinks contact is good for both of us."

Xiao Qingru didn't know what to say.

She couldn't interfere in other people's affairs. The only thing she could do was to lend a hand when her good sisters needed help.

As we were talking, the meal was ready.

Seeing Qin Tian passing by the kitchen door, Song Yuan stopped him and brought him a meat dumpling.

“I’ve already eaten.”

The little boy put his hands behind his back and didn't take the meat from Song Yuan, but his wandering eyes were full of desire.

If you don’t eat well for a period of time, even adults will get hungry, not to mention children.

After touching it, it was no longer that hot. Song Yuan directly put it into Qin Tian's hand and said, "Your brother just helped me light the fire. This is a thank you gift for you."

He originally wanted to refuse, but the aroma of the meat kept drilling into his nose. Qin Tian swallowed his saliva and finally accepted it.

"Thank you, sister."

"You're welcome, go have fun."

Qin Tian came out of the kitchen happily, and without looking for his brother at home, he ran out to look for him.

There is only one meatball, and you have to eat half of it.