Chen Xin couldn't go back to the educated youth dormitory, not entirely because he was afraid to go back, but mainly because if he went back, he would inevitably encounter Xu Zhenting and his ilk, and would be subjected to all sorts of difficulties, never able to find peace and quiet.
So Lin Mo's two bungalows were cleverly built; one housed a television, while the other, though furnished with two wooden cabinets, remained empty.
If you make a clay stove to keep warm, you can at least stay there for a while.
Chen Xin had long heard that there were more factories in Heihe, one of the most developed cities in Northeast China, where educated people had a broader vision and yearned for distant places more than rural people.
If given the opportunity to travel far away, Chen Xin would love to seize it.
However, when Lin Mo heard his voice, the outline of his figure appeared in his mind.
He's like a stick, hunchbacked, cowardly, spineless, and has no class whatsoever.
Taking them out might not only be useless, but they might also make you look like you're easy to bully or want to be bullied.
"Why don't you come in and peel pine nuts? It's two yuan a pound," Lin Mo said indirectly, without directly refusing.
Is there money to be made?
Sensitive Chen Xin quickly darted into the main room and then turned into the inner room.
Then, imitating the posture of the two Miao brothers, he watched and learned how to peel the skin.
Who knows when I'll be back from this trip?
They only managed to get this small amount of red pine cones, not enough for the three of them to peel for several days.
After much thought...
donkey.
If they had a donkey, the two childhood friends could ride it to Niubei Mountain to collect red pine nuts and then transport them back.
But I only have about a thousand yuan left.
Two donkeys would consume more than half of the surplus grain.
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