Chapter 110 She's Too Busy
After the autumn harvest, it is the slack season. Every day, after getting enough sleep, everyone goes to the production team to sign in, tidy up the fields, and have a meal in the canteen. Then they go home early in the afternoon and start preparing for winter.
Lin Guoqing hadn't been to the provincial capital this month, and several groups of people had come to ask him about it, both openly and covertly. They also wanted to spit at Ma Fengjuan, saying that they had never suspected that Lin Guoqing was making a profit from the price difference.
Throughout the year, every family raises a few chickens and ducks, just to make a little money before the New Year to buy New Year's goods and buy some cloth to make new clothes.
Originally they thought that the provincial capital's food station gave more money and they might be able to earn a few cents more this year. But Ma Fengjuan forced Lin Guoqing to quit. If Lin Guoqing really quit, then everyone in the village who wanted to sell their agricultural products for money would either continue to go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town and earn a few cents less, or go to the provincial capital on their own.
It is definitely not cost-effective to go to the provincial capital by yourself. Someone actually went there a few days ago. Not only was he exhausted all day, but he only caught a few pounds of eggs, and many of them were broken. The old man came back crying all the way.
They don't want either side, so they have to keep going to the door and saying nice things.
Even Lin Fuqiang took time out of his busy schedule to come to his house twice and ask Lin Guoqing if he still minded Ma Fengjuan's nonsense that day.
"Just treat her as a crazy woman and don't take her words to heart. Just do what you need to do, right? If this affects you... well, then I really won't be able to call you my brother."
Lin Guoqing didn't say that he was thinking about the autumn harvest. He just said that he knew and was planning to go there in the next two days. Only then did Lin Fuqiang feel relieved.
How can I put it? Even if Lin Guoqing really made more than the difference in the price of food coupons, as long as the matter is not made public, everyone will pretend not to know. After all, both parties have benefited from this matter.
Only Ma Fengjuan is so stupid that she has to create something that makes everyone unhappy and arouses public dislike.
After eating two meals of new rice, Lin Guoqing began to organize the baskets and egg racks, and neatly stacked the chicken, duck, goose eggs and other eggs that were delivered to his door.
You know what, they went back and forth to the provincial capital all the time without a single broken egg. Liang Shengdi's weaving skills must have played a big role.
"Mom, didn't you say last time that you wanted to eat braised duck with dried bamboo shoots?" Lin Guoqing asked casually while sorting his things. "How about I bring some back tonight and eat it tomorrow?"
The duck tastes better when it is older. The ducks in the duck shed behind the courtyard wall have not started laying eggs yet, let alone eating them. If you want to eat them, you still have to buy them outside.
Liang Shengdi's eyes suddenly lit up, "You still remember!"
She wanted to say it when she dried the bamboo shoots that day, but the autumn harvest had officially begun. The two of them came home exhausted every day, and Chen Chunhua's hands were shaking when she cooked. She really didn't have the courage to say it. It was Lin Guoqing himself who brought it up today.
"I want to eat it! Buy the fatter ones!"
"Why not just buy two?" Chen Chunhua heard the conversation between the mother and son, thought about it and interjected, and the next second she found that she was shining in Liang Shengdi's eyes.
Chen Chunhua suppressed a smile and said, "Buy two. I'll make a braised duck and eat it directly. I'll kill the other one and make a braised duck. We can eat it during the Chinese New Year."
The food culture of the Wu and Yue regions is inseparable from two words, "sauce" and "mou", which are methods passed down by poor people for thousands of years to facilitate the long-term storage of food when there is no high-tech refrigeration technology.
They ate some of the fish they caught in the rice fields last time, sold some, and some had already been made into dried fish by Chen Chunhua. Now they have been dried and hung in the kitchen. When they are ready to eat, they can cut them in half and steam them in a pot.
The weather is good these two days, so we have to hurry up and make the sauces. Who knows if it will rain or snow later.
Thinking of this, Chen Chunhua went to the drawer to check the money again. Well, it was empty.
It has been a month since I last went to the provincial capital. Every household has saved up a lot of eggs and wants Lin Guoqing to take them over. They have paid for them, but it is still not enough. They have written down many names in a notebook and will pay them when I return.
"Just buy two ducks first, and we'll deal with the rest later."
Lin Guoqing nodded and carried the baskets of counted eggs onto the cart. He roughly estimated that there were about two to three hundred kilograms. "Then I'll go first. I think there will be a lot of food coupons this time. I won't even exchange them. I'll just bring them back."
Chen Chunhua waved her hand and told him to go and come back early, as she was carrying bags of grain to grind rice.
In ten days, the village will start making rice cakes, so she has to quickly calculate the quantities and grind the rice, millet and glutinous rice for preparation.
She also has to make winter clothes, so busy!
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After more than half a month, when Zhuang Zhijie saw Lin Guoqing again, his face was as big as a chrysanthemum when he saw the truck full of eggs.
"Comrade Guoqing, I've been waiting for you! The college entrance exam is in a week, and our eggs are sold out every day! You've made a huge profit!"
Lin Guoqing wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled innocently.
"There's a lot to do during the autumn harvest. After harvesting the rice, we have to thresh, divide the grain, and clean up the fields. We villagers were hoping to get some eggs delivered quickly to cheer us on for the college entrance exam students. Look, I'm here right after I finished my work!"
"Hahahaha! Okay, okay, Xiao Chen, quickly get the scale!"
Lin Guoqing didn't bring any mushrooms this time. The weather was cold and the mushrooms didn't grow big. His whole cart was filled with eggs, a total of 302 kilograms.
The price of chicken eggs and duck eggs differed by 5 cents, but the food coupons were the same. When Lin Guoqing received a thick stack of food coupons and money, he couldn't help but smile.
"Chief Zhuang, I'd like to buy two ducks from you. Do you need tickets?"
Zhuang Zhijie was stunned for a moment, then enthusiastically pointed to the poultry stall inside and said, "No ticket required, it's right there, you can choose for yourself.
"Comrade Guoqing, you're so lucky! Just now, two fellow villagers came and gave us five ducks. If you were any later, they would have been sold out."
With the college entrance examination approaching and the year-end approaching, poultry is definitely the most popular meat product.
"Seventy-two cents per pound, this is the price we pay when we buy it ourselves. We can't get a discount on this day..." Zhuang Zhijie said in a low voice. Lin Guoqing had delivered goods to the food station so many times, but this was the first time he said he wanted to buy something.
The two of them were quite familiar with each other. Zhuang Zhijie felt a little bad that he couldn't help to get a discount, but Lin Guoqing didn't think it was a big deal.
"Of course I can't make it difficult for you. I'll give you whatever price you want. You just gave me the money!"
The five ducks were all Mallards. Lin Guoqing randomly picked two larger ones, weighing a total of nine and a half pounds, and paid six yuan and eighty-two cents.
Lin Guoqing felt that he was a little bit arrogant. Now six or seven yuan did not seem expensive to him. He put the bundled duck into the car and kept telling himself in his mind,
There is no money at home, I need to make money quickly~
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Thank you all for your encouragement and recognition. The plot will definitely not deviate and I will continue to write according to my previous ideas.
If I change my mind, my head will be empty(_)
I mean I have fewer babies!
Humph! I don't admit it! I work hard every day, rain or shine! (へ╮) Isn't that too much to call me a model worker?
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