After the two agreed, Jiang Tiecheng went straight out the door.
He glanced at the woodpile in front of his door, pondered for a moment, and then fiddled with it for quite a while.
I went back inside and made a simple noodle soup.
Less oil, less salt, less vegetables—it's just something to eat.
In fact, Jiang Tiecheng is a very good cook.
After marrying Lü Yumei in his previous life, the son Lü Yumei gave birth to had a bad stomach and was a very picky eater.
He always thought it was his son, and he went to great lengths to get his son to eat more, even learning a lot of cooking skills.
Looking back now, it's incredibly ridiculous.
Although there aren't many seasonings, this plain noodle dish is already much more upscale than others.
After all, no one has any food on hand right now.
Everyone definitely has some hidden treasures, whether it's peach shortbread, rice cakes, or noodles; they all have something to eat on hand.
However, solving the problem of food supply is imperative.
Jiang Tiecheng had just finished tidying up when he heard someone calling him from outside the dugout.
"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang."
Jiang Tiecheng turned the door shut and walked towards the village with the three men who had gathered firewood that morning.
Liu Junkai sniffed.
"Brother Jiang, you smell like noodles. It smells so good!"
Jiang Tiecheng glanced at him.
"You smell like peach shortbread. Look at your greasy mouth."
Liu Junkai laughed heartily.
"Oh dear, I regret it now. Why didn't I ask my parents to bring me some noodles?"
I only brought a few bags of peach shortbread and biscuits. They're tasty, but they don't fill you up with a meal.
Wu Dajiang said with a smile,
"My mother made all kinds of stone cakes for me. Those stone cakes are so hard that they can be kept for two or three months without spoiling."
If you think it's okay to soak it in boiling water, then you can eat it.
"I'm not a good cook, so it would be a waste to give me any food."
"Oh, don't even mention it. My mom did bring me five pounds of cornmeal, but the cornmeal porridge I made all stuck to the bottom of the pot."
You have no idea how bitter that bowl of cornmeal porridge tasted, like medicine, after you scooped it out.
This is He Junsheng, the oldest male educated youth in this group.
Judging from his appearance, he must be at least twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old.
The group chatted and laughed as they entered the village and, familiar with the way, arrived at the production team leader's house.
The production team leader would know as soon as he knocked on the courtyard gate.
Several groups of people have come to see him since this morning.
The production team leader's wife was cursing and swearing, using her apron to brush the dirt off herself.
"Don't you guys know the time? How can you be like this?"
They start running towards our house before dawn, even though we don't grow any grain.
Does our old man, Lao Huang, owe you anything?
Huang Youqing came out of the house looking exactly the same as always, carrying his pipe in his hand.
"What are you babbling about, you old woman? Go back inside right now."
He walked directly up to them and his expression softened slightly when he saw Jiang Tiecheng.
"Xiao Jiang, I know what you guys are here for."
They're asking about grain! Yes.
I made that very clear yesterday.
Our village is poor. This year we suffered from a disaster, and no one in the village can afford to eat.
To be honest with you, there's absolutely no way our village can buy grain.
Every household now eats only one meal a day, and they stay home as much as possible, all lying on the kang (a heated brick bed).
This is reality; even though he, the production team leader, didn't see it, he was also pale and thin.
"Captain Huang, we can't buy grain in the village. Can you show us where we can get grain?"
You know how it is: food is essential for survival. Even though we brought some food, it won't last more than two days, let alone get us through the winter.
"We can't let all of us educated youth starve to death!"
The others nodded.
The main concern was the lack of food, which caused anxiety.
Huang Youqing said calmly,
“I know that's what they came to ask, so I gave them directions.”
Although our village has no grain, we have a way of life. Every winter, we organize the able-bodied men in the village to repair irrigation ditches, build houses, or repair roads.
The trucks from the villagers will come to pick up the workers early tomorrow morning. If you want to go, please meet at the village entrance at 6:00 AM tomorrow.
Although there will be no wages when we go to the construction site to count the number of people, we will be provided with two meals a day.
And it's all-you-can-eat.
I'll give you 18 jin of cornmeal a month.
You decide for yourselves; if you want food, this is the only way.
You don't need to go to the county. People from our village don't have county household registration, so we can't buy grain.
Besides, even the county itself is short of food.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Tiecheng thought, "That works too. This is a viable approach."
Without saying a word, he went to the village and bought a water tank.
And you know what? The village chief was right; there wasn't a single person in sight on the roads of the village.
He went to buy a water vat, but the whole family was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Alas, it's just that damned God who insisted on causing disaster.
Although it's the last year, there's still a year to get through.
Next spring, when we plant crops in the fields, the yield will still be reduced, as next year will be a year of severe drought.
Therefore, the work of repairing roads and irrigation canals must be done.
Watching Jiang Tiecheng carry such a large water vat as easily as if he were carrying a small pebble.
Many people envy it.
Liu Junkai sighed.
"Brother Jiang, what are you planning to do? Are you going to join the Xiushui group?"
"Of course I'll go!"
Not going? What are we going to eat?
We can't buy food here. If we don't go and repair the irrigation canals, we'll starve to death.
Jiang Tiecheng was determined to go tomorrow.
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