MTL - I Had a Home In 1982-Chapter 66 66. Collective market trading

   Chapter 66 66. Buying and selling in the collective market

   It rained lightly yesterday, and today the sea is foggy.

   But after all, spring is here, the night may be a little colder, and the sky will be warmer at dawn.

   The willow wind blowing the face is not cold.

   As soon as spring arrives, the willows immediately turn green, and the tender buds and leaves grow very quickly. The most beautiful scenery in the open sea still has to look at the island.

  The rocks on the island have faded to gray and white and are covered by safflower and green leaves. The green leaves on the mountain are smashed by the sea breeze.

  The surface of the reef surrounding the island is mixed with sea mud, and waves of waves are surging. Because many seaweeds and seaweeds have been pushed last night, the waves are rolling in white and green.

  Blue water turns into blue waves.

  The house next to Tingtaoju has become a school dormitory. The doors and windows of the dormitory are fully open, steaming hot and smoke billowing!

   Tianya Island, which was already haunted by fog, suddenly became more ethereal...

  Wang Yi coughed out and said, "I have to get a big chimney, that's ridiculous, but it will kill me!"

   That is, the strong wind from the sea on the top of the mountain can blow all the smoke out of the house. If it is changed to an inland area with little wind, if there is no chimney in the house and a large pot is cooked on fire, this pot of rice cannot be eaten.

  Wang Dongyi at the door sniffed: "Smoke? How can I only smell a scent?"

   "Yes, Mr. Wang, how did you cook this soup? Why isn't it irritating but has a fragrance? Even the pork chop soup stewed by Uncle Xiong doesn't have this taste." Wang Dongfeng asked.

  Wang Yi secretly said that I have used all the seasonings that can be used. If this can't remove the smell of pig offal, I can only say that these two sows are too saucy.

  Wang Dongfeng wants to go in and have a look.

  Wang Dongyi stopped him: "Get out, Teacher Wang said, the kitchen is heavy, and idlers don't come near!"

   He has been watching the door, otherwise the dolls would have been all over the house by now.

  I had pork offal soup to drink this morning, so the children in every household were worried about not sleeping well, so they all woke up early.

   The pig offal soup was stewed, and Wang Yi let the queue come over to get the soup.

   One bowl per person.

   Two pairs of pig offal seem to be a lot, but it is not enough for more than 100 households on the island, and there are not a few pieces in one bowl.

   Fortunately, Wang Yi put vermicelli into the soup.

   It was originally going to be stewed vermicelli with pork, but now it has become pork offal vermicelli soup.

The    vermicelli was a pleasant surprise. The one I received earlier took out the sorghum cake from the pocket and soaked it in. When I picked up the vermicelli with chopsticks, I was immediately happy: "Hey, sweet potato vermicelli!"

  The adults were reluctant to eat, so they called the child to the one in front of him to grab a chopstick and let the child eat two more bites.

   Pork Bone Thick Soup Poo is definitely not delicious.

   Delicious and unusual.

   In fact, this thing mainly relies on food additives to improve its freshness. It is still necessary to eat less in the family, after all, it is not nutritious.

   These days, the fishermen on the outer islands can’t even get enough to eat. They don’t think about nutrition first, but how to fill their stomachs first.

  Two pairs of pork offal boiled two pots of pork offal soup. Even if one person only had one bowl, one pot would not be able to supply it.

  The school building was crowded with people.

   They are all very familiar clansmen and go to work together on weekdays, so they don’t shy away from eating together. Those who know each other come together and eat together while chatting.

   Originally, it was still a little chilly in the morning, but it was washed away by the enthusiasm of the big guy and the heat of the pork chop soup.

  Wang Xianghong came over and said to Wang Yi, "Mr. Wang, eat quickly, it's getting bright, we have to go."

  Wang Yi said: "I won't eat it, can you eat a little bit? I'll keep it for you."

  Wang Xianghong waved his hand: "I've smoked two bags of cigarettes and I'm full. I've saved the little ones to eat, let's go!"

The    team arranged for a green-brow boat, with the bold father and son, and a man named Wang Dongmei and Wang Dongfeng who went to sell meat together.

  Wang Dongmei is the father of Wang Xinzhao and the elder brother of the clerk Wang Dongxi.

This is a very gentle middle-aged man. He is considered to be a more literate person in the team. Like his younger brother Wang Dongxi, he went to junior high school intermittently, but at that time, it was difficult for the children to study at home, so he voluntarily dropped out of school and gave his younger brother the opportunity to continue studying. Let Wang Dongxi read to the second year of junior high school.

  Wang Dongmei is very polite to Wang Yi, he respects the cultural person.

  People respect me one foot and I respect others ten feet. Wang Yi took the initiative to hand over cigarettes. This time, the golden leaf cigarettes were handed over. They can be bought at low prices in the market.

   And the 82-year-old golden leaf cigarettes are also widely sold, which is why he easily found the cigarette case of this year, and he can fool people by stuffing the 22-year-old cigarettes.

  Wang Dongmei took the cigarette and saw the filter and clipped it to her ear. She smiled and said, "People still need to study, they must have culture, and only literate people have the ability to live a good life."

  Wang Yi handed Daan and Wang Dongfeng cigarettes again.

   boldly shouted at Wang Zhuangyuan: "Who is here? Don't call anyone when you see Teacher Wang?"

   Wang Zhuangyuan had some opinions on Wang Yi. He reluctantly called Teacher Wang, and then lowered his head to collect the bags of fish, dried fish, and dried shrimp.

   Boldly saw this and became furious: "You son of a bitch, if it wasn't for you to wear new clothes to go to your aunt's house, I would have kicked you into the sea earlier!"

  Wang Dongmei laughed: "Captain, your son is a turtle, so what are you? Didn't you scold yourself?"

   Bold and rude but good-natured to his own people.

   He smiled and explained to Wang Yi: "I happened to go to the county today and take the children to visit relatives."

  The ship galloped fast, getting closer and closer to the main island.

   The market they are going to is a collective market, which is not large in scale. Each team collectively has fixed booths in it to sell agricultural and fish specialties.

   This is a preferential treatment given by Wengzhou City to the production teams on the outer islands. Originally, the production teams were not qualified to sell things, which was speculative.

   However, considering that the fishermen’s production team lacked farmland and food and produced more fishery goods, the city set up a collective market in 1971.

Each production team can accumulate their own goods, and then submit a slip to the county to write an application. The county approves that they can come to do business and exchange their own goods for money and various tickets to subsidize the life of the members of the production team. need.

   Wang Yi was the first to know of such a market. He asked, "Is this market open every day?"

"almost."

   "Then why don't you pack up the dry goods in our team and sell them in the market? The people in the city like the dry goods that our fishermen dry themselves."

"It's not up to us what we sell. We need to approve it first. Seafood is generally not approved. Buyers from supply and marketing cooperatives come to buy collectively. What we can sell is eggs, duck eggs, chickens and ducks, and pork and piglets. Knowing that it is something that the members raised to subsidize their living, not to speculate on it.”

   In the morning, fishing boats docked at the pier.

   The pier in this meeting is very lively, a large number of fishing boats arrive, and boxes of fish are moved down.

   There are boxes of wild yellow croakers inside!

   It's all rhubarb!

   While others were carrying pork, Wang Yi leaned over to the box and looked at it. The box was full of large yellow croakers that were longer than his forearm.

  These fish are dead now, but they are all caught at night, so they are golden in color, and they are still beautiful even if they are dead.

  Wang Yi looked with his hands behind his back.

   An old fisherman came over and asked, "Want to buy fish? We only wholesale here!"

   "Sold in bulk, but you have to have food stamps." A young man came to hear the news.

   Wang Yi asked, "How much is this fish?"

"No money!" Boldly, he walked up and stood beside him, then glared at the young man who had just spoken, "Douzi, this is a face for you, this fish still wants to exchange food stamps? And why are you guys? Selling fish yourself? Are you speculating?"

  The young man obviously knew him, and he didn't get angry when he reprimanded him, but laughed: "What's the matter, Captain, this is your relative? I want to earn a few bites of food from him when I hear the accent!"

As he said that, he picked up a large yellow croaker and handed it to Wang Yi: "Since it's my own, I'll take it back and eat it without selling it, but this fish is really not cheap now, and it's rare. We ran for two days this time. In two nights, now, I got fifty or sixty boxes!"

  Wang Yi took this big yellow croaker and tried it out.

   At least three or four pounds!

   After 22 years, this fish will cost more than 10,000 yuan!

   So how did he forget about this thing?

   He doesn't have to think about collecting rare stamps and RMB, he can just bring back wild yellow croaker. This is a long-term business.

   Now this season has not yet reached the sea ban, and there will be no official punishment for catching wild fish.

   However, this requires sales channels and a good explanation. It can’t be said that you just bring a box of wild large yellow croaker back.

  Wang Yi put a cigarette on Douzi while thinking: "Brother smokes."

   Douzi smiled and said, "Be careful, you need a filter."

   He wiped his hands, held a cigarette and a match, first lit Darling and then lit his own cigarette.

   Wang Xianghong shouted: "Let's go!"

  Wang Yi said hello to Douzi and wrote down their ship number, 11566.

  The reselling of wild yellow croaker is a good way to make money, better than any collectibles, and this business can be done for a long time.

   Wang Yi just saw it, the biggest yellow croaker is probably ten jins, this is the big fish he hasn't heard of in 22 years!

   Pushed the cart and they rushed to the collective market.

   Entering the city from the pier, the sun is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more people.

   They are not in a hurry, because they do not intend to catch the morning market, but the noon market.

  Wang Yi looked to both sides. Most of the buildings on the street were low and squat, and there was a wide one that was a movie theater. There was a blackboard-like sign outside, which read in white chalk:

  The films "Princess Peacock", "Neighbors" and "Wrangler" will be released today, one ticket, one corner, and you can watch the movie by ticket.

   Seeing the three characters of "Wrangler", Wang Yi said subconsciously, "Old Xu, do you want a wife or not?"

   The smoking man squatting next to him smiled: "Comrade has seen this movie too? Isn't Cong Shan's Xiuzhi beautiful?"

  Wang Yi heard his words and knew that the "Wrangler" that is currently showing in theaters is the excellent old movie in his mind.

   He also laughed and teased the man: "It's very beautiful, would you like to send you a wife like this?"

   At this time, Wang Zhuangyuan heard the words of the two and said, "Dad, I want to watch a movie."

   "Look at shit!" The bold answer is simple.

   Someone hurried over with a child on the road, went to the ticket booth and asked, "Comrade, hasn't "Shaolin Temple" been released yet?"

  The conductor said helplessly: "It's been two months since the release, but we don't have any films..."

   "I know, I watched it in "Film Illustrated", didn't it say that the movie theater in the city would show us the movie when it was finished?"

   "I can't give it, people in the city have to watch it. They say it's so good that the movie theaters stopped showing, and the show time was extended..."

   Wang Zhuangyuan immediately said: "If I want to watch "Shaolin Temple", I have to watch "Shaolin Temple"!"

   "When you're sleeping, go to your dreams to see everything in your dreams." Boldly said angrily, "It will cost you a dime to sit inside for a while? Don't even think about it, isn't this money good for a pound of rations?"

   Wang Zhuangyuan strode forward with an angry mouth.

  Wang Xianghong stood at the entrance of the theater and looked inside, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

   (end of this chapter)