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Zhao Lanxiang went to Qinghe Town to buy a catty of pork.
The grain depot received a new batch of Fuqiang powder.
The townspeople lined up in a long line before the sun had even risen. Zhao Lanxiang couldn't buy it after she finished shopping. She had enough money in her pocket.
But there was no place to spend it.
This made Zhao Lanxiang, who was used to buying things whenever she wanted in the future, quite uncomfortable.
Zhou Jiazhen said, "There's no more Fuqiang powder.
Can you buy something else? "
It cost three cents for a bus ticket to the county.
Six cents for a round trip. She couldn't bear to spend this money in vain.
She felt terrible for Zhao Lanxiang.
In the end, Zhao Lanxiang didn't care about what was good or bad. She bought a bag of construction powder. The country differentiated the quality of flour according to the gluten content and fineness. Fuqiang powder was the best.
It was equivalent to No. 1 powder. Construction powder was second.
She handed the thirty catties of food stamps to the salesperson. In addition to money and food stamps, she also handed over a small book.
She sketched out a stroke for the person in charge of the grain depot.
In the 1970s, there was no open sale of food on the market.
It was all bought and sold by the country. The non-agricultural households in the town were allocated food according to the number of people.
The rural households were allocated food by the production team at the end of the year. Before she went to the countryside, Feng Lian was worried that her daughter might not earn enough to support herself.
So she handed her grain and oil supply book to her daughter.
She could get thirty-five catties of grain every month.
The treatment was very generous. Ordinary residents in the city could get thirty to thirty-five catties of grain every month. Feng Lian's school was very lucky. They gave the old employees an increase of five catties of grain every month.
Last month, Zhao Lanxiang used up thirty catties of grain. After eating twenty catties, she saved ten catties. She lent the remaining five catties of grain and oil to Zhou Jiazhen.
Zhou Jiazhen sucked in a cold breath when she saw Zhao Lanxiang buy 15 kilograms of flour in one breath.
Zhao Lanxiang was definitely the most extravagant rich person Zhou Jiazhen had ever seen.
Every time she bought food, she didn't even blink.
She was also extravagant with food and flowers.
Every time he came to town, he would buy pork, and he loved to buy the lean ones. One had to know that fat meat was much more valuable than lean meat. Fat meat could be extracted for oil, and it was delicious. It was crispy and tender when fried, and it was very fragrant. However, Zhao Lanxiang insisted on buying pork and oil separately. He was too particular.
However, when it was time to buy pork, the extravagant "rich person" Zhao Lanxiang discovered that if she continued to eat meat at the same speed as yesterday, she would soon run out of meat coupons sent by her parents. Her brows furrowed slightly.
In fact, it wasn't that Zhao Yongqing and Feng Lian didn't give enough, but Zhao Lanxiang's appetite was no longer the same as before. After coming to the countryside, she would eat some meat every now and then to satisfy her cravings. For Zhao Lanxiang, who ate meat for every meal in the future, it was obviously frugal. However, compared to the 18-year-old Zhao Lanxiang who was used to the lack of resources, it seemed extravagant and wasteful.
When Zhou Jiazhen saw Zhao Lanxiang walking towards the grocery store again, he hurriedly stopped her. "Why are you still buying pork? Have you finished the ones from yesterday?"
Zhao Lanxiang replied, "I've finished them."
Although she was distressed to spend so many meat coupons, the gluttonous worm in her stomach was already clamoring. People lived in this world for the sake of eating. They lived on food and ate three meals a day. In the past, the 18-year-old Zhao Lanxiang hadn't seen the world. Now, Zhao Lanxiang was an old person who had experienced decades of changes. The conservative and frugal nature in her bones had long been thoroughly changed by the spirit of the new era.
In the end, she boldly bought … half a catty of pork, half a catty of pork intestines, and half a catty of pork trotters.
Zhou Jiazhen watched "Extravagant Zhao" buy the pork, then turn to the supply and demand cooperative to buy some cloves, nutmeg, star anise, cinnamon … and other spices. She also bought some soy sauce, white wine, aged vinegar, and so on. Zhao Lanxiang steadily folded the shopping list and put it in her pocket. There were too many things to buy, and she was afraid that she would forget them.
In her previous life, although Zhao Lanxiang was a person who didn't do household chores, in order to curry favor with Jiang Jianjun, she became a virtuous and virtuous military wife. She worked hard on her culinary skills so that he could have a delicious meal when he returned home. As time passed, calluses gradually formed on her hands and her palms became rough. No one in the courtyard didn't say that the food she cooked was good. When the oil heated the food and put it in the pot, the fragrance from the kitchen attracted people from all directions.
Later, Zhao Lanxiang married He Songbai. The He family had a gluttonous older sister, and the two of them just happened to be together. On the weekends, the He family's kitchen was filled with the fragrance of food. He Songbai was fattened up because of her.
She listed more than 30 spices on the list, but she only managed to buy a small portion of the spices on the list after searching everywhere. Zhao Lanxiang wasn't discouraged. After all, the economic conditions and resources in the county were far inferior to those in the city. It was good enough that she was able to buy half of the spices.
Zhao Lanxiang returned with a fruitful trip this time. Zhou Jiazhen also bought two feet of homespun cloth to make summer clothes. Her family's conditions couldn't be compared to Zhao Lanxiang's, but she had a good mentality. After so many years in the countryside, she had saved a small sum of money and didn't have to worry about food and clothing.
However, Zhou Jiazhen, who had never been depressed before, was about to reach the age of marriage. This was the first time she was worried.
Did she really want to take root in the village?
She glanced at Zhao Lanxiang, who was carrying bags of various sizes back to the brigade with satisfaction. For the first time, she envied her youth and vitality.
…
Zhou Jiazhen helped Zhao Lanxiang carry a bag of flour back to the He family's old house. Zhao Lanxiang took out the wild fruits that San Ya had left for her to reward Zhou Jiazhen. This kind of dark purple fruit was called a twist. When it was ripe, it was sweet and delicious. It could be found all over the mountains. San Ya would bring back a bag of it when she went to the mountains to gather pigweed. San Ya, who didn't have any sugar to eat, regarded it as a precious treasure. Every year, she hoped that summer would come faster so that the twist in the mountains would ripen faster.
It was obvious that Zhou Jiazhen loved this kind of fruit. She was pleasantly surprised and ate a big handful of it. She didn't care that her fingertips were covered in its juice. After eating, she licked her lips in satisfaction.
"How did you get it? I went to the mountains to gather firewood a few days ago, but I couldn't find it. Someone had plucked it bald."
Sister He and San Ya, who were used to gathering pigweed in the mountains, were familiar with the treasures in the mountains.
Zhao Lanxiang just smiled and poured a glass of water for her.
Zhou Jiazhen gulped down two big bowls of water and burped. "I didn't expect that although the He family is poor, these old houses are quite decent. Although you don't like what I say, the He family is really … "
As she spoke, she walked out of Zhao Lanxiang's room. Suddenly, she realized something and shook her head.
At this time, Zhao Lanxiang was carrying a pig intestine and preparing to wash it by the well. She was surprised to see a man squatting in the field watering the vegetable sprouts. The pea sprouts climbed all over the fence, covering his tall and thin body.
When he saw Zhao Lanxiang's surprised look, he coldly turned his head away.
She handed the 15 kilograms of food coupons to the salesperson. In addition to the money and food coupons, she also handed a small notebook to the person in charge of the food station.
In the 1970s, there was no open market for food. It was all bought and sold by the state. Non-agricultural households in the cities and towns were given food based on the number of people. Rural households were given food at the end of the year by the production team. Before going to the countryside, Feng Lian was worried that her daughter's salary might not be enough to feed herself, so she gave her daughter her food and oil supply.
She was given 35 kilograms of food every month and was treated very well. The average city resident was given 30 to 35 kilograms of food every month. Feng Lian's school was very lucky and gave the old employees an extra 5 kilograms of food every month.
Last month, Zhao Lanxiang used up 15 kilograms of food. After eating 20 kilograms, she saved up another 10 kilograms. The extra 5 kilograms of food and oil was lent to Zhou Jiazhen.
When Zhao Lanxiang bought 15 kilograms of flour in one go, Zhou Jiazhen gasped.
Zhao Lanxiang was definitely the most extravagant rich person Zhou Jiazhen had ever seen. Every time she bought food, she didn't even blink her eyes. She was also extravagant when it came to food. Every time she came to town, she would buy pork. She also liked to buy lean pork. It had to be known that fat meat was much more valuable than lean meat. Fat meat could be squeezed out of oil and was delicious. It was crispy and tender when fried. It was very fragrant. However, Zhao Lanxiang wanted to buy pork and oil separately. She was very particular about it.
However, when it was time to buy pork, the extravagant "rich person" Zhao Lanxiang found that if she ate meat at the same speed as yesterday, the food coupons sent by her parents would soon run out. Her brows slightly furrowed.
In fact, it wasn't that Zhao Yongqing and Feng Lian didn't give her enough food. It was just that Zhao Lanxiang's appetite was no longer the same as before. After coming to the countryside, she would eat meat every now and then to satisfy her cravings. For the future Zhao Lanxiang who ate meat every meal, of course, it was frugal. However, compared to the 18-year-old Zhao Lanxiang who was used to food scarcity, it seemed extravagant and wasteful.
When Zhou Jiazhen saw Zhao Lanxiang walking towards the grocery store again, he hurriedly stopped her. "Why are you still buying pork? Did you finish yesterday's food?"
Zhao Lanxiang replied, "I finished eating."
Although she was distressed to spend so many food coupons, the gluttonous worm in her stomach was already clamoring. People lived in this world for the sake of eating. She had three meals a day. In the past, the 18-year-old Zhao Lanxiang hadn't seen the world. Now, Zhao Lanxiang was an old person who had experienced decades of changes. The conservative and frugal nature in her bones had long been thoroughly changed by the spirit of the new era.
In the end, she boldly bought … half a kilogram of pork, half a kilogram of pork intestines, and half a kilogram of pork trotters.
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