MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 44
Zhaoming didn't go back right away. He took a detour and bought a lot of brown sugar from the village where a lot of sugar cane was planted and he also set up a sugar factory. This was originally left over from the purchase, and was distributed to the villagers according to the work points. Most of them had to keep it for themselves to eat, and some people wanted to exchange some money and tickets.
Zhaoming got a lot of extra industrial tickets and cloth tickets from the black market, these two are the most popular. When everyone heard that sugar could be exchanged for industrial and cloth tickets, they swarmed with the extra money at home. Even the small cadres in the village came up to ask, wanting some industrial tickets to buy a new big iron pot, but the big iron pot for frying sugar in the village is not good.
The cadres represent the factories in the village, and the sugar they take out is also different, it is brown sugar.
He didn't know that it was brown sugar that was more expensive than brown sugar, but he just said that the workers had not mastered the heat and overcooked it, and he was willing to give him two-thirds of the price of brown sugar. The brown sugar is in the shape of a cake, and a big bag weighs seven or eight catties. The cadre kept complaining that the workers were ignorant, and there were many in the factory.
What about the horse? Candy maker doesn't know brown sugar?
Zhaoming knew immediately that the opportunity to pick up the leaks came, and he was cruel, he took out all the tickets he had saved, except for meat tickets and fine grain tickets, there were all kinds of tickets, and even There are two alcohol and tobacco tickets. Coupled with the only more than 100 dollars left on his body, the visitors did not refuse to swept away the brown sugar in the village and the brown sugar in the factory's inventory.
The cadre saw that he wanted a lot of 'inferior candy' and reduced the price on the original basis. This cadre is not stupid. Seeing that he has a lot of brown sugar, he asked him whether this candy is sold outside?
Zhao Ming picked it up and didn't plan to leave a chance for later people. He said, this thing is called brown sugar, which is as valuable as brown sugar.
As soon as the cadre heard it, the cadre understood that this was not a defective product, and he sold it cheaply. My dear, almost 30 kilograms of brown sugar was sold for almost half the price to this smiling looking special A pure and beautiful young child.
The face is really white, and the heart is really black.
Nose recognized.
This small cadre's face was blue and white for a while, and he managed to squeeze out a smile, saying that he is welcome to come again next time.
Twenty-eight catties of brown sugar, plus more than six catties of brown sugar, is simply a bumper harvest. Sugar is scarce and can last for a long time. He left half of the sugar for himself, and the rest should be distributed to his friends.
Brown sugar is a luxury that is in short supply today, although there are villages making brown sugar nearby, not everyone is willing to go.
Because it is limited supply, in the city you have to take the nutrition note issued by the hospital to buy it, so the price is also high, more expensive than meat, ordinary people in the village are only willing to give birth to women at home Let drink brown sugar water for a few days.
But the educated youths, because they don't have a family and don't need to raise children and the elderly, have spare money in their hands, and are willing to spend it on themselves. Now, when they heard that Zhaoming had brought brown sugar, they all exchanged money and tickets.
It takes half a catty to wear new clothes.
Comrade Xiaohua's family has the best conditions. It is a cadre family. The family often sends her money and tickets. She buys a pound by herself.
"Xiaohua, didn't your family just send you brown sugar and wheat milk powder?" Comrade Xiaoyu doesn't understand, Xiaohua doesn't lack these, why buy so much?
Xiaohua took Comrade Xiaoyu to the other side.
In the evening, Zhaoming suddenly discovered that the lesbians in the educated youth had a cup of brown sugar, longan, **** and jujube tea. After drinking, you can also fish longan and red dates to eat.
Seeing that the lesbians are eating beautifully and the **** men's eyes are shining, but I am embarrassed to learn. There seems to be an inexplicable unspoken rule that brown sugar **** tea is for lesbians to nourish blood, and it is not masculine for men to eat sweet.
He thought of brown sugar, which is suitable for men and women of all ages, and because he saved a lot of red dates, he took out a handful of red dates, removed the core and sliced, chopped ginger, and boiled water I washed the aluminum pot inside and out, broke off a large piece of brown sugar, and boiled a pot of red dates and **** tea.
Brown sugar has a more caramel flavor than brown sugar, probably because it has been boiled for too long, and there is even a hint of bitterness in the sweetness. The fragrance is not unpleasant, with red dates and minced ginger, it has a unique taste.
He has always been generous, he poured a full cup himself, and there was a lot left, so he poured half a bowl for the remaining brothers.
"That's all, one bite per person, no more."
The brown sugar water is darker in color, but not black, more like brown, with boiled white meat and red skin jujube slices and a grain of yellow minced ginger. The jujube slices didn't cook for a long time, and they tasted a little crunchy. The soup also had a strong jujube fragrance, and the minced **** was just right.
The combination of this spicy and the thick sweetness of brown sugar will create a taste of 'happiness' in this cold and clammy winter. Every frozen cell in the body was singing happily.
"Oh~ it's so warm. No wonder lesbians love it. In winter, such a bowl is as comfortable as soaking your feet in hot water."
The educated youths shrank their necks and rolled into a ball, sitting in a row on the threshold, with a bowl of brown tea soup, and sometimes some sugarcane fibers could be found in the soup, It looks a little turbid, but after drinking a bowl, the cold air on the body seems to be crushed by the army of sugar water in an instant, and the limbs and veins are filled with indescribable warmth.
Sweetness can bring a sense of pleasure, not to mention the **** powder and crunchy red jujube slices to ward off cold smell.
"Is there brown sugar in here?"
"It's brown sugar. The brown sugar continues to stir fry, compress and slightly caramel, and turn into lumps of high-density sugar, which are dark and dark in color, which is brown sugar. Brown sugar is more nourishing than brown sugar, so you can't drink it often. Fire, both men and women can drink. However, brown sugar sometimes has a bitter and burnt taste, and some people are not used to it. When I went to buy brown sugar, I found that there was, so I bought some. It was the kind of sugar like black cake. " Zhaoming said.
"What? Is that that? I thought it was fried candy."
"This candy is good for me."
"It looks like a scorched pot bottom, but I didn't expect it to taste so good. Cough, I don't really like sugar, but it's too cold in winter, just drinking **** tea is too exciting, there are It's better if sugar is a buffer. Brown sugar is better for lesbians, we'll be fine with this kind of bitter sugar."
Men all said they liked the taste. The lesbians saw that they were eating deliciously, and saw that there was still some residue in the kettle. They poured about a tablespoon and tasted it. They also said that the taste was good. A little bit of burnt bitterness would not reduce the sweetness, but added another flavor.
A dozen pairs of eyes looked over, blinking, "Xiao Zhao, how much brown sugar?"
Zhao Ming covered his pocket subconsciously, "Yes, yes..."
Three catties of brown sugar looked like a lot, so it was done in one night. Zhaoming also posted five catties of brown sugar. Gay men really care about themselves. When buying brown sugar, there is no soft hand. It has to be said that this kind of sugar with a slightly caramel flavor is suitable for **** men. Tell the lesbians not to rob them, they were chased and beaten by the sturdy lesbians for a long time.
The next day, the villagers knew that Zhaoming had bought cheap brown sugar from another village, and it was too late. Zhaoming is very strange, the village is not far away, why don't you make a trip by yourself if you want candy? It is always easier for a local to buy sugar than for a foreigner like him.
The villagers said that brown sugar without a ticket is expensive, and every household does not use it much, at most half a catty, and I can’t bear to buy a catty. A few taels of brown sugar is not worth it. What's more, if you buy less, and you want to bargain for a long time, the people in the village will find it troublesome and unwilling to sell.
The other thing is that I want to invite him to run again and get some brown sugar back, and the villagers will buy it at the market price, so that he will not suffer a loss.
There are also a few who want to take advantage, but they are weak and do not speak loudly.
Zhaoming smiled helplessly, "Madame, it's not that I don't want to run, I've turned around the village this time, and if I go again, I don't think there's much stock left."
A little further, in the south, it takes a day to go back and forth across the county seat.
He remembered that he had promised his grandfather their food, and said to his heart that the village had a bumper grain harvest this year. It is estimated that every household has surplus grain. It is better to use the grain to pay for the money.
He told his plan and said, uncle and aunt, he doesn't have enough money now, and I don't know if their family has any extra fine grains. Exchange it for money, and then go to buy brown sugar, and most of them pay them back directly.
The uncle and aunt heard it and said that it is ok. The surplus grain is not worth much when sold to the supply and marketing cooperative, but it can be more expensive to sell to the black market in the city. But the extra fine grains at home can only be taken out of ten or twenty catties. Because of this, it is not cost-effective to take a day off, so no one goes to the county. Comrade Zhaoming can still sell grain and buy brown sugar during this trip, which is really suitable.
They hurried home to get refined grains, and urged the captain to open a letter of introduction. The daughter-in-law of the captain next to her ran the fastest, and she was a scud. After a while, she brought a basket of grain, which included glutinous rice with husks and local second-season rice.
Zhaoming records the price of local rice at a price of one cent per catty higher than the purchase price of the supply and marketing cooperative, and glutinous rice is three cents more per catty, and the same is true for ground flour. A pound is more than a cent, and ten pounds is a dime.
When everyone sees that they can get 20 cents more than the supply and marketing agency, they don't have to run, they are happy. Although everyone knows that the local black market is open, it is not an open and honest thing, and there is still a certain risk in buying and selling things there.
Zhao Ming can definitely make a little difference in this, but people are taking risks.
So when we got to the back, even people who weren't going to buy brown sugar sent their refined grains.
The people in the city are not short of coarse grains, nor of money, but of fine grains. In the countryside, everything is lacking.
In the end, everyone counts, okay, there are nearly 350 catties of food. This has to be replaced by a man from the village, who can go on the road with a single load, but when he goes out, he is an educated youth with thin skin and tender meat. Not to mention more than 300 pounds, even 200 pounds can directly crush a person.
There is another problem, then a few bags of grain are transported into the city, even a fool knows there is a problem. This kind of black market business, if you know it, it's not too blatant. The leaders still want to be shamed.
The captain's daughter-in-law twitched her husband's ear and opened a certificate for the collective grain delivery county's grain purchase station. It's not just their villages. Many villages send a bunch of grain to the grain purchasing station. In fact, they are sold on the black market in batches. This is called policy, and countermeasures.
The captain gave a two-day notice, Zhaoming could stay in the county for one day to sell food, and another day to buy brown sugar, and the fare can be reimbursed. He also sent an honest and capable man from the village to help pick grain.
When the food is sold out in the county, this man can come back, Zhaoming will stay in the county for one night and then continue on his way to buy brown sugar.
The guest house in the county can’t afford to live in, but there is an unlicensed homestay next to it. There are five or six beds in a room with quilts, and it costs two cents a night. No, you can also find a nearby resident to borrow for a night, and it doesn't cost anything.
The next morning, at most three or four o'clock, Zhaoming and the two set off. The man who accompanied him was taciturn, but very caring. Zhaoming originally wanted to carry some of the burden on his own, but they said no, and easily picked up two large bamboo baskets weighing more than 300 kilograms. So the small bamboo basket on Zhaoming's back only looked like a pile of straw.
The two entered the city with the letter of introduction and walked all the way to the grain purchasing station. The door hadn't opened yet, but there were already several people who came to sell grain, standing in twos and threes, stomping their feet and rubbing their hands. chat.
The two of them found a blind spot and stood up. He took out the straw from the basket on his back, put a few bags of about seventy to eighty catties of grain, and pretended to snort twice to say that he With a stomachache, he carried the bamboo basket on his back and slid into the side alley, leaving a hard-working man standing silently guarding the two large bamboo baskets.
It's still very early, but some aunties who are in time for the morning market have come to Sanshiqiao. The food from Zhaoming is very popular. To eat all you can, glutinous rice has to be made into rice cakes, and some people buy glutinous rice to make wine. So things sold out in no time, and except for a few tickets, most were settled in cash.
Zhaoming went to the grain purchase station with an empty basket on his back, continued to get grain, and then moved to another place to fight guerrillas. After several trips, most of the grain was processed in less than a morning. There are hundreds of kilograms left around, ready to be sent to the farm.
Of course he and the man from the village didn't say that. He only said that the food he took out at one time was very eye-catching, and he would sell some of the rest tomorrow. The man naturally said yes. In fact, he thinks that Zhaoming sells so much grain in one morning is enough.
Don't look at the size of the person, this is a very honest person, he would rather avoid risks if he doesn't make money.
In this way, the food for the grandfather and the others is there. Then the money can go to the sugar-making villages to buy sugar. In addition to what the villagers want, the excess is sold in the market, which is another sum of money. Things are going around, and both sides are making money. People say that speculation is the most profitable, and it really is true.
Zhao Ming was very satisfied, especially generously invited the man who came with him to have a good meal. He changed to a state-run restaurant. Because he came early, the dishes were still very complete, so he ordered a A plate of braised fish, a plate of braised pork, and two vegetarian dishes, and the food is full of oil.
The tall and strong man was originally reserved. When he saw the meat, he forgot everything and could not restrain his craving for meat. Looking back at Zhaoming, he saw that there was nothing left of the CD-ROM, even the vegetable soup.
The big man touched his stomach, very embarrassed, "I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, if you're not full, let's go buy two more buns?"
Zhao Ming expressed his understanding, not everyone is like him, and they can eat a good toothbrush every few minutes. Many of them eat meat a few times a year. The big meat is even less eaten.
"No no no, no need. I'm full..." As soon as he finished speaking, he burped.
