After eating and drinking his fill, Qian Wenqing happily took away another twenty catties of pork.
My family didn't know what was going on, but when they came out, they saw that there was half an extra piece of pork.
The family no longer cared about the half of pork that Xu Xiangyang brought back.
After all, his son and eldest grandson are capable; they could easily get their hands on these things.
Wang Xiumin had heard Aunt Liu next door mention yesterday that this year's supply was only half full, and meat was in short supply; even with meat coupons, it was impossible to get good meat.
The pork, frozen white and seemingly frozen for who knows how long, was all snapped up.
If Xu Xiangyang hadn't brought back so much meat, his family probably wouldn't have been able to eat dumplings for Chinese New Year; they wouldn't have been able to have anything else.
Of course, these days it's good to have dumplings during the Spring Festival. Back in the countryside, dumplings were a rare treat.
"Guangtian, come over and cut the meat into small pieces and freeze them!" Wang Zhongshan called out, ordering Xu Guangtian to get to work.
Xu Guangtian and Wang Zhongshan usually do the housework, while Wang Xiumin and Grandma Wang do the cooking.
Xu Xiangyang's job was to go to work, eat, and bring delicious food home.
Of course, he is the one in charge of the most important things; the whole family gets special meals from him.
These are the tasks that Xu Guangtian loves to do most: moving food, distributing food, and it makes him happy.
"Dad, this year's New Year is going to be a prosperous one for us!" He chuckled as he brought over a meat cleaver and a pig-slaughtering knife.
They deftly removed the large bones from the ribs, then separated the pork belly, keeping the lean and fatty parts separate.
The pieces with alternating layers of fat and lean meat can be used for stir-fries and stews, while the rest can be used for braising meat or making dumplings.
Seeing them busy at work, Xu Xiangyang went inside. He hadn't been to that world for two days.
I've almost finished up some things these past couple of days, so I'd better go check it out.
However, with the Chinese New Year approaching, Xu Xiangyang put his business plans on hold until after the holiday.
Now he has plenty of money and possessions, so he can do whatever he wants.
Seeing that the Grain Bureau had already undergone a major reshuffle, he hasn't made any moves recently.
Even the black market was handled by Yan Laosan, except for the matter of selling clothes.
He can earn about two or three hundred a month. Besides paying him a salary, the remaining income is quite considerable.
At the very least, it's enough to let the whole family eat and drink to their hearts' content without doing anything.
After entering the space, Xu Xiangyang opened the door to the cafeteria's kitchen. Although it was just as snowy and icy outside as it was here, the scene of the lights just coming on was very pleasant.
It's only seven o'clock, the nightlife is just beginning.
Xu Xiangyang didn't dwell on it; time was limited, and he needed to get things done quickly.
He went back to his previous company, which also did commissioned work.
This time he wants to get some kind of identity, at least an ID card, and maybe a bank card?
It's inconvenient to carry cash every time you go out to run errands. Tens of thousands of yuan is fine, but hundreds of thousands of yuan is inconvenient.
What if there were more? How could that be enough?
Although obtaining another identity is troublesome, Xu Xiangyang is rich. He can throw out 100,000 yuan and get it done for you immediately.
And the assurance that the identity is correct is worth considering, but there's a risk of duplicate fingerprints.
Xu Xiangyang wasn't worried at all. This body was impossible to replicate here, so there was no need to worry about it.
The identity issue has been resolved, but it will still take time to complete the formalities.
Xu Xiangyang glanced at the time; he had ten minutes left before returning. He quickly went to the place that sold mala tang (spicy hot pot) and bought ten packs to go. No need to cook; he could just cook it at home and add the seasonings.
Rushing at the last second, Xu Xiangyang reached the corner of the intersection and disappeared into the bustling street.
When he reappeared in the cafeteria kitchen, he placed all the spicy hot pot on the table. These things would spoil in a couple of days if taken out, so he kept them here to keep them fresh.
After taking a hot shower, Xu Xiangyang went to bed.
The next morning, he changed his clothes, and they were different from what he usually wore.
She wore a hazy blue sweater, paired with a black cashmere coat and a gray scarf.
She was wearing black pants and cotton leather shoes.
Of course, there were no cotton-padded leather shoes in this era; these were his stock from his spatial storage.
Looking at his handsome, tall, dashing, and debonair self in the mirror, Xu Xiangyang nodded.
Being young and handsome is great; you can make anyone's eyes pop out no matter what you wear.
After his hair grew long, he would blow-dry it and then style it with hairspray.
Because not much hairspray was used, it wasn't noticeable that hairspray was used; it just made the hair look a bit more voluminous.
His family saw him dressed up so nicely and didn't know what he was going to do.
Xu Xiangyang ate something quickly and went out, saying he would come home later that night.
Although I'm not sure when I'll be home, I shouldn't keep my family waiting.
Arriving at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, he lit a cigarette and stood in the snow.
This creates a certain atmosphere; the handsome man gazes calmly at the sky, the smoke making his face even more blurred.
The women passing by couldn't help but take a second look, especially at Xu Xiangyang's outfit, which was not outrageous and was actually quite attractive.
Xu Xiangyang curled his lips into a smile; this damn charm...
"Comrade Xu, you're here so early." Cao Yajun walked over and greeted him.
However, the person's attire surprised him somewhat. The clothes that seemed ordinary when taken out of the room looked exceptionally good when worn like this.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and said, "No, I just arrived too."
Cao Yajun nodded. "Let's go first and take the shuttle bus."
This is also a shuttle bus stop, so buses come and go every ten minutes.
The two boarded the company bus, and Cao Yajun asked, "Comrade Xu, your outfit is very well coordinated. Is there any particular reason for it?"
Being particular?
Xu Xiangyang didn't care about such things. He had just seen too many young and handsome men in his previous life, so he looked good no matter how he dressed up.
Maybe it's because he's handsome, but this casual outfit made Cao Yajun feel like it was very sophisticated?
He thought for a moment and said, "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that everyone is dressed too formally. You see, their coats are always buttoned up tightly. Mine isn't buttoned up, is it?"
Indeed, people nowadays are somewhat rigid, especially when it comes to clothing.
Another reason is that with the current sports movement, people are not allowed to wear brightly colored clothes, so everyone is a bit sensitive and doesn't care much about what they wear.
Upon hearing this, Cao Yajun felt there was some truth to it. He unbuttoned his cotton-padded jacket, only to find that the sweater inside was frayed.
this……
He hadn't noticed before he left, and quickly and awkwardly buttoned up his shirt.
Xu Xiangyang pretended not to see it and kept his eyes straight ahead. Anyone would be afraid of being seen in such an embarrassing situation; it would be so shameful.
Cao Yajun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Cao Yajun wasn't paying attention to him. It wasn't that he didn't have the means to get a new sweater; he had just rushed out today and had only put on a random one without noticing that the sweater was coming undone.
The two stopped talking and waited for the bus to arrive.
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