Buy four bottles of canned hawthorn, four bottles of canned oranges, and two bottles of canned pineapples from the back counter.
Only then did he walk out of the grocery store carrying an egg basket and a bamboo basket on his back, under the caring gazes of everyone.
Riding a bicycle, Lin Weiwan quickly disappeared from the sight of a group of aunts.
Find a deserted place and quickly deliver the items into the space.
Looking at the few eggs, Lin Weiwan changed his clothes and rode towards Heilongjiang.
When I got to the black market, I didn't see any eggs, but I did see a Chinese woman standing there selling live chickens.
The rooster and two hens in the chicken coop looked skinny and weak.
"Auntie, how much is this chicken?" Lin Weiwan said solemnly, wearing a headscarf and a mask.
"One yuan and eight cents per pound." The woman took a look at the girl in front of her and estimated that she was not very old and did not look like someone worth buying.
As soon as Lin Weiwan heard the price, he knew why the chicken hadn't been sold for half a month. Chickens sold at one pound outside, and they were killed and cleaned of dirt. The price of black chickens was usually only about one dollar and fifty cents. But he was short of chickens and eggs.
"I want these three chickens, please give me a discount, auntie." Lin Weiwan naturally didn't want to be taken advantage of, so she would lower the price if possible, as it was a woman's nature to lower the price.
"It can't be cheaper. My family is in urgent need of money. Otherwise, I won't sell this chicken butt to the bank." The woman shook her head. Her family was in urgent need of money, so a cheap price was not possible.
"Okay then, weigh it for me." Lin Weiwan looked at the woman a few times and felt that she must be in trouble. Is this chicken cheap?
The three chickens together barely weighed 10 kilograms, and Lin Weiwan happily gave the woman eight yuan.
"Auntie, please give me your chicken coop and sack. I will take this chicken home and raise it."
Lin Weiwan saw the woman preparing to tie up the chicken with a hemp rope and quickly stopped her.
The woman thought about it and agreed immediately. After all, the chicken weighed less than 10 kilograms, so she stuffed the chicken back into the chicken cage and handed it to Lin Weiwan.
Carrying the chicken coop on his back, Lin Weiwan covered himself with a sack and quickly got out of the black hole.
There were two streets behind him, and Lin Weiwan turned into the intersection and drove directly into the space.
The man ran over quickly, looking for the girl on the bicycle.
"Where's Mr. Jia?" Another man ran over and looked around.
"I don't know. I turned around and he disappeared."
The man named Lao Jia was also wondering how the person could disappear in such a short time.
"Let's go back."
Lin Weiwan watched the two people walk away in the space. Instead of leaving, he quickly opened the sack and looked at the three chickens in the chicken coop.
I was relieved when I saw the chickens were still jumping around. It seems that the space can support living things.
It's definitely not okay to let the chickens wander around. The spiritual spring water must not be touched by the chickens, otherwise how can they drink it? This chicken cage is also a bit small, I have to find a way to get a bigger one.
After carrying the chicken coop to the backyard, Lin Weiwan found a bowl used by the Zhou family, fetched some water from the villa, added a few drops of spiritual spring water and put it in the chicken coop, then changed his clothes, washed his face and left the room.
I rode my bike straight to the food station and waited in line with food and money in hand.
The Zhou family didn't use their food or non-staple food to buy anything this month, and Lin Weiwan happened to take advantage of this opportunity.
After the Zhou family completes the repair, these two items will not be usable next month. This is why Lin Weiwan only uses the ones from Zhou family and does not buy her own items.
If the Zhou family finds out, the police will come to investigate and find that it was me who used the Zhou family's coupons to buy things.
Looking at the ration books, the monthly ration for the old couple and Zhou's mother was 29 kilograms, Zhou's father 34 kilograms a month, Zhou Weinan's increased to 32 kilograms a month, and Zhou Weibei and Zhou Rongrong's 28 kilograms each month.
The current regulation is that children can have a monthly food quota of 7 kilograms from birth, which not only ensures that the child is warm and full but also allows the family to have some ample food. For every year older, the monthly food quota is increased by 2 kilograms. Starting from the age of seven, the quota is increased by one kilogram for each additional year until the full food quota of 29 kilograms is reached at the age of 18.
At the age of 17, Lin Weiwan could only receive the same 28 kilograms of food rations as Zhou Laosi and Zhou Rongrong.
This place has little oil and water, and these are just enough to eat about 70% full. When the old man of the Lin family was around, there were naturally some ways to get some food back. Since the old man suddenly left, Lin Weiwan can only go to the black market from time to time to try his luck.
Occasionally, the Qin family would give Lin Weiwan some fine food, and Lin Weiwan's return to the Qin family was meat from the meat processing factory. This also made the relationship between the two families closer. They did not become distant because of Mr. Lin's departure.
When it was Lin Weiwan's turn, fortunately the food station didn't ask Lin Weiwan anything. Instead, he pulled out the sack from under his arm and took out the food money and food coupons.
He needed 32 kilograms of rationed rice, 12 kilograms of flour, and 100 kilograms of cornmeal for the seven people in Zhou's family, and also bought 100 kilograms of rice bran.
Because there were too many things, they had to tie the cornmeal and rice bran to the cart with ropes.
There was also a small bag of rice and a bag of flour hanging in front of the handlebars.
"Comrade, you'd better ask your family to pick you up. You, a female comrade, will definitely not be able to go back." The comrade at the grain station looked at the dark and thin little woman in front of him and said worriedly.
"Don't worry, I've been used to farm work since I was a child, so I'm quite strong." Lin Weiwan said as she steadily pushed the bicycle that was about to bury her away.
Such a large amount of food was very conspicuous on the street. Lin Weiwan pushed the bicycle in the opposite direction of home until he reached a remote place where no one was around and put the food away.
I quickly went into the room to take a shower. My clothes were soaked with sweat after walking all the way in the hot summer.
I poured out some rice bran, chopped up two handfuls of green vegetables, put them in a bowl and brought them to the three chickens. I had lunch in the space and drank a glass of cold spiritual spring water before leaving. I took out the Zhou family's coal briquette purchase certificate and rode my bicycle straight to the coal factory.
Hai used coal cakes and firewood to make fire and cook. A household of 1-2 people in a town could buy 100 kilograms of coal cakes per month, while the Zhou family, a household of 7-8 people, could get 180 kilograms of coal cakes.
Lin Weiwan was ready to pick up all the things that the Zhou family had not collected this month because of the move, in case she was left with nothing after the Zhou family had completed their documents in a couple of days. She could also wait a few days to collect her share.
When they were almost near the coal factory, Lin Weiwan put away his bicycle, pushed out the small cart in the space and headed straight for the coal factory.
An hour later, Lin Weiwan came out of the coal factory pushing a cart full of coal cakes.
It took her two trips to get all the 180 kilograms of coal cakes out. She wanted to get them all at once, but the cart couldn't hold so many coal cakes.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, Lin Weiwan found a bamboo frame in the room. He put five catties of rice, five catties of flour, and ten catties of cornmeal in it, all tied up with small bags.
He also took out a small stove, some coal cakes, a small iron pot and other simple daily necessities and put them into the bamboo frame.
I still have to stay at home for another month, so I still have to keep these things going on the surface, because the house will become more and more lively.
As soon as I arrived at the gate, I saw several people coming and going, busy moving furniture from carts into the house.