Chapter 120 No More Food Shortage
"Xiao Zhou, your mushrooms were sold yesterday. They were bought by a county hospital. They were 20 cents per pound. They were supposed to weigh 138 pounds and 65 ounces. They only counted 138 pounds, and the remainder was for loss. So, you got 27.6 yuan."
"If converted into grain, we'll give you 1.40 per jin, which comes out to 197 jin and 2 liang. You can do the math yourself."
When he arrived at the office, Wu Dagang told him the good news and did some calculations for him.
"No problem, thank you Uncle Wu." Zhou Ziwen nodded happily.
One hundred and ninety-seven jin and two liang, nearly two hundred jin of food, was enough for him and the Chen sisters to eat for three months.
If you use it sparingly, it's possible to eat it for five months.
But he would not treat his stomach badly. If the food was gone, he would just find another way.
Although there is no opportunity to ask the production team to help with the processing like this time, we can exchange small quantities with the villagers.
He was lucky this time because the village needed to check the sales of mushrooms, so he was able to take advantage of it. He won't have such a good opportunity next time.
"Since there is no problem on your side, let's go find Lao Zhu for his signature later!" Wu Dagang waved his hand.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Zhou Ziwen didn't talk much with Wu Dagang, but went to find Zhu Youde first and asked him to sign to receive the grain.
"Xiao Zhou, the mushrooms you grow have received great response from the market. When we went to sell them, they even asked us when we could deliver the next batch!"
"You also need to be more careful here and get the mushrooms in the village started as soon as possible."
He seemed very happy to see Zhu Youde.
Through Zhou Ziwen's batch of mushrooms, they also figured out the market demand for mushrooms.
Generally speaking, mushrooms are easy to sell, and they are even easier to sell than vegetables.
After all, fried mushrooms are sometimes more delicious than meat!
In this era of material scarcity, it would be a happy thing to be able to eat mushrooms every day.
"Okay, Uncle Zhu, I'll follow closely." Zhou Ziwen nodded.
"Okay, let's sign first!" While he was speaking, Zhu Youde had already completed the formalities and only needed Zhou Ziwen to sign.
Zhou Ziwen signed his name, and then Zhu Youde took him to the granary to collect food.
The food the village gave him in exchange was still coarse cornmeal.
Although this thing doesn't taste very good and it will make your throat hurt if it's not ground finely, it can satisfy your hunger.
Zhou Ziwen is not picky. Cornmeal is fine as long as it can fill his stomach.
If he wants to eat pure white flour, his current ability is not enough and he needs to continue working hard.
Zhu Youde was very efficient. When he arrived at the granary, he quickly weighed the weight and got the cornmeal.
When weighing the weight, Zhu Youde was very careful. He would not tolerate any more or less. One hundred and ninety-seven pounds and two ounces of grain, not a penny off.
"Sorry to bother you, Uncle Zhu. I'll be leaving first!"
With the help of the leader for food, Zhou Ziwen was also ready to go back. He also planned to fish in the morning and have a meal at noon!
"Okay, you can come to me if you have any problems in the future. I will do whatever I can for you." Zhu Youde said politely.
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhu."
Zhou Ziwen had a smile on his face, but after he left, the smile faded.
Zhou Ziwen did not intend to make close friends with Zhu Youde.
He is not like Wu Dagang, who treats people sincerely.
Don’t be fooled by Zhu Youde’s enthusiasm towards him, he actually has many ulterior motives!
Zhou Ziwen has always been a person who neither makes close friends with nor offends such people, and just keeps on getting along with them on the surface.
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"Yiyi, sister, I'm back with the food!"
Zhou Ziwen quickly returned home carrying two bags of cornmeal.
"So many?" Chen Shiying and Chen Qiaoyi were both surprised.
"Yes, the mushrooms sold well. The villagers helped to exchange them for food, almost 200 kilograms." Zhou Ziwen said with a smile.
"That's great, now we don't have to be short of food." Chen Qiaoyi jumped up with joy.
"Yeah, now I finally don't have to worry about being hungry."
Speaking of this, Zhou Ziwen actually felt a little guilty.
Because most of the food for the three of them was eaten by him, the two sisters together did not eat as much as he did alone.
"I've left the door next door open, just put it there." Chen Shiying said.
"Okay." Zhou Ziwen nodded. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something. "I forgot. These grains need to be ground first. Yiyi, come with me!"
The cornmeal in the production team was very coarse and had to be ground into a fine powder using a stone mill before it could be eaten.
"OK."
Chen Qiaoyi clapped her hands and stood up from the stool happily.
She is a very active person, and having her sit on a stool every day is even more uncomfortable than being in jail.
Now that I have the chance to go out with Zhou Ziwen, I am so happy that my eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.
"Go early and come back early!" Chen Shiying reminded from the side.
"Okay." Chen Qiaoyi waved her hand without turning her head, and ignored her sister's words.
"Brother Ziwen, is this heavy? Do you need my help?"
On the way to the village mill, Chen Qiaoyi asked enthusiastically.
"No problem, no need for help." Zhou Ziwen carried two bags of cornmeal as if he was not carrying anything.
The two chatted and laughed all the way and soon arrived at the mill.
It is called a mill, but in fact it is just an open space with a few stone mills on it.
When we arrived at the mill, Shen Zhaodi and Zhou Chaoyang were working hard.
One of them pushed the millstone while the other swept away the straw.
After being crushed by a stone mill, the rice straw has become smaller and more fragmented, resembling willow catkins.
Straw in this state is most suitable for use as a culture medium.
"Brother Zhou, why are you here?" Zhou Chaoyang was a little surprised to see them.
"We are here to use the millstone too." Zhou Ziwen said with a smile.
"Is that batch of mushrooms sold out?" Shen Zhaodi asked from the side.
"Yes, I heard from Brother Ziwen that the mushrooms are selling better this time and they have been exchanged for a lot of food!" Before Zhou Ziwen could answer, Chen Qiaoyi on the side spoke first.
This is the food that her brother Ziwen exchanged for. As his partner, she is also proud of it.
"Are you tired? If you are, just take a rest. Don't be in a hurry. Take your time." Seeing Zhou Chaoyang sweating profusely, Zhou Ziwen spoke.
"Hehe, it's okay, Brother Zhou, just consider it as exercise." Zhou Chaoyang wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a smile.
He has learned his lesson.
Ever since he came back from the county town last time, he has made up his mind to exercise.
However, if he wanted to practice boxing with Zhou Ziwen, he had to get up very early, so he gave up before he even started.
But if he doesn't learn boxing, he can exercise in other ways.
Look, pushing the mill is also a physical job.
He works hard here, just as a form of exercise.
"Then it's up to you!" Zhou Ziwen didn't try to persuade him.
It's rare to find someone willing to do hard work. If there is any physical work in the future, we can arrange for him to do more.
(End of this chapter)
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