Chapter 11 Going to Town



Everyone worked in the rain and got soaked, so they all took hot showers.

Wu Juan was still worried that they would catch a cold, so she lit a fire in the kitchen.

There was already a brazier, and since she knew how to cook, there was a lot of charcoal in the stove. She filled the brazier with charcoal and waited for everyone to come back so they could warm themselves up and get rid of the cold.

They were eating at the table. There was a brazier under the table, so they didn't feel cold.

Dinner was still porridge and pickles. The newcomers were very tired after working all day.

There were no entertainment activities, so after dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

They just arrived and now they can't even get enough sleep ten hours a day.

Jiang Baige's quilt was very thin, and she had been covering it with a cotton coat for the past two days. It was raining outside tonight, and she was sleeping by the door. The cold wind blew in through the crack in the door, and she felt colder and colder the more she slept.

Curled up in bed, shivering.

She waited until everyone else fell asleep before sneaking into the space.

He took a quilt from the shelf, took out the original quilt core, filled the torn quilt cover with a quilt weighing ten kilograms of cotton wool, and then carried it out of the space.

If the new sheets weren't so eye-catching, she wouldn't even want this tattered quilt cover.

Lying on the bed, he gently patted the quilt on his body.

I sighed in my heart! "It's really warm."

It's so cold here, but there is no kang in the yard.

I don’t know if such a good thing as a kang exists in this place. Maybe it’s just not available here for the educated youth.

Jiang Baige's quilt was warm, and she slept very soundly that night.

The rain fell all night long and showed no sign of stopping the next day. When the educated youth got up in the morning, they sat under the eaves in a daze, watching the raindrops dripping from the edge of the roof.

Yu Shengli said, "Comrade Zhang, we shouldn't have to go to work now that it's raining!"

Zhang Hongyang looked at the sky and said, "It's raining non-stop. I don't think I'll have to go to work today. But I still have to listen to the village radio. If there's no notice, I'll take a day off today."

Li Yan came out of the kitchen and said, "After you finish breakfast, go to the village mill to husk the bag of grain. There is no rice left in the bag."

Zhang Hongyang nodded and said, "Well, I'll take them there later."

They originally had enough rice to last until the end of the month, but after they came, it was all gone in two days.

The village mill is next to the pig farm, and the mill used here is still the old-fashioned pit mill.

Pour all the rice onto the millstone, with two people pulling it in front. The millstone turns round and round, and the rice husks are separated from the rice.

This was the first time Jiang Baige had seen such a thing, and she couldn't help but admire the wisdom of her ancestors.

The rice is a little yellow after being ground. Although it is not as clean as the rice ground by machines in later generations, the person who can make this thing is indeed very amazing.

There is a bamboo mat under the mill, and the rice and the husk fall on it after being husked.

The work of grinding the rice was not easy. It took two men half a day to grind a sack of rice.

Wait for Zhang Hongyang to sweep out all the remaining grain in the mill, and then transfer it to the wind shell machine on the side.

The hulling machine is made of wood. The hulled millet is poured into the shaker, and then one person turns the handle, and the blades inside rotate. The wind generated can separate the husk and rice, and what remains is clean rice.

Jiang Baige brought a sack and squatted with Wu Juan at the rice outlet to receive the rice.

Seeing them helping, Zhang Hongyang hurriedly said, "Be careful, don't get hit by this handle."

Jiang Baige and Wu Juan looked at the place he mentioned and nodded.

"Okay, got it."

They carried the hulled rice back to the educated youth compound together, and Zhang Hongyang and Yu Shengli put the ground grains in the kitchen.

They also brought back the useless rice husks that were ground, which could be used to burn for cooking.

Li Yan took the winnowing basket and poured out the rice.

It is impossible to completely remove the rice husks from the mill, and some of the grains have to be picked out one by one.

Seeing that they were going to pick rice, everyone gathered around.

They sat together, busy with their hands and talking non-stop. This was the first time they had ever chatted like this, and each of them talked about the interesting things they had seen.

In a few days, food will be distributed again. Now that we have food at home, we don’t have to worry.

Everyone was very happy. They had never seen so much rice at home before. Although it had not been cleaned up yet, it was still rice.

Before they came here, most people ate sorghum rice at home.

Sorghum is difficult to peel. Not only does it make your throat sore, but you won’t feel full at all.

Wu Juan looked at the bag of rice and was glad that she decided to become an educated youth. This was the best choice she had ever made.

Jiang Baige didn't feel anything. She had never been hungry before and she probably wouldn't be hungry in the future. Besides, the rice in her space was much better than this.

But now she can't eat what she sees, which makes her feel a little distressed.

The rain kept dripping for several days, and no one in the village went out to work, let alone the educated youth.

After resting at home for a few days, the time passed quickly and it was the end of the month. The two old educated youth received their food rations for the previous month.

At the same time, they were also given oil tickets, sugar tickets, salt tickets, meat tickets, and various tickets, which the educated youth had.

Although it’s not much, it’s already very difficult.

Zhang Hongyang and Li Yan, two old educated youth, also received a subsidy of ten yuan per month.

Since Jiang Baige and the others had just arrived, each of them was given three yuan and fifty cents, and the various tickets were the same as those given to the old educated youth.

This made them very happy. They had been living in a tight spot for these past few days, and now with these tickets they could finally eat some meat.

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