Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "With Ah Jiang's face in mind, I will give you eight cents per pound, regardless of the value. There are three thousand two hundred pounds in total. Would you like to weigh them?"

"No, no, you've helped me so much, how can I not trust you?" Feng Shuanzhu waved his hands hurriedly and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Eight cents a pound was beyond his expectation and unexpectedly cheap.

As far as he knew, even in the black market, fresh sweet potatoes were sold for between 50 cents and one dollar per pound.

Eight cents a pound, it's really a bargain. Feng Qingxue must have put in a lot of effort.

Feng Shuanzhu, who had thought this through, not only did not weigh the grain, but directly calculated it as 3,300 kilograms. He withdrew 164 yuan from the brigade's public account to give to Feng Qingxue, and still owed 100 yuan.

Feng Qingxue did not refuse. She couldn't let the production team develop the idea of ​​getting something for nothing.

Seeing so much grain, the accountant gave the money very readily.

The accountant is also from the Feng family. His name is Feng Teng. According to seniority, Feng Qingxue has to call him Third Uncle. He and Feng Shuanzhu are cousins.

Feng Shuanzhu specifically warned, "Third son, don't let anyone else know about this, lest others know that Xue Yatou has connections and everyone bothers her! Xue Yatou is kind-hearted and spent a lot of effort to get these grains. We should be content."

"Don't worry, second brother, I know how powerful I am!" Feng Teng patted his chest and looked at Feng Qingxue with a particularly loving look.

As for food, even if you ask someone to give it to you, the amount you get from them will be less and less.

Who won't have difficulties in the future? Maybe I will have to ask Feng Qingxue for help.

Feng Teng was determined to treat Feng Qingxue well, and was glad that she supported the secretary in dividing the house between the two sisters.

As for Feng Qingxue looking for someone to help, none of them asked in detail.

Feng Shuanzhu nodded, "It's good that you know. These grains are stored in the warehouse for emergency relief, not poverty relief. We can't let people know that there are so many grains in the warehouse of the brigade, otherwise everyone will come to ask for them, and there won't be enough to share. Even if we give them to those families who are in desperate situations, we must give them a few pounds at a time, and we have to keep a record of it, and deduct it from their work points when the time comes."

Feng Teng had been well-educated and understood human nature better, so of course he agreed with Feng Shuanzhu's approach.

When Feng Qingxue went to pick up her sister and took her home, she took out a bag from her backpack and stuffed it into Feng's pocket.

"Second Uncle, this is just for you. Thank you for giving us the house we live in now!"

After saying that, Feng Qingxue took her sister home.

After she left, Feng Shuanzhu opened the bag and saw what was inside. His eyes turned red again because he found that the whole bag was full of black flour, about ten kilograms. His mother had bad teeth and didn't have much time left, so she kept talking about eating dumplings.

Ten kilograms of noodles are enough to make several dumplings for the elderly.

With this batch of grain, no one will die in Caohu Brigade this winter.

When spring comes, the mountains and fields are full of wild grasses and vegetables, and as long as you are diligent, you will not starve to death.

Feng Qingxue also took this into consideration. She only planned to help the production team for two winters. She couldn't bear to see people starving to death in front of her. She clearly remembered that the book recorded that the three-year difficult period started in the first half of 1959 and ended in the first half of 1962. Although life would still be difficult in the future, people would not starve to death as often as in the past three years.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Although there are still a lot of supplies in the space, what we took out is just a drop in the bucket, but it cannot support the food and drink of so many people. We must be careful in the future. We must not reduce our family's future food rations by helping others.

The most difficult three years are these three years. After we get through these three years, we will have to reduce the amount of food we take out.

Saving money is not the only solution, we must increase revenue.