I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 133 132. Eggs for cheap food (5.5K)

   Another shipment of cheap food was delivered, and the members chatting under the lights were very excited.

   But they remembered Wang Yi's exhortation and didn't say much about the food.

  The people in the other production teams were envious and hated, so they went to ask: "Where did you get so much grain from?"

   "That's right, loaded a boat and emptied the grain management office in the city?"

  Wang Dongyang rolled up a cigarette stick and stuffed it into his mouth, his tone indifferent: "Where is this? There is grain in the grain station in the city. As long as you have grain stamps and money, you can buy it at will, and now the grain supply is unlimited."

   "How much food did our team buy? Every household gets one share, but less than one bag per family."

   "The family is out of food, oh my, the team finally bought the food back, otherwise the baby will be hungry in two days."

   Hearing this, the members of the outside team pouted.

   Is your baby hungry? To fool the foreign devils, look at what the dolls in your team are making under the lights, they are all like tigers and wolves, how strong is this doll who can't get enough to eat?

  Tianyadao's members' faces were light and cloudy, and their hearts were actually happy and proud.

   They are enjoying the envious eyes of these people outside the team.

  There is no way. For many years, the outer islands have been suffering from hardships. They can only produce fish, but they cannot produce their own food or tools. All they have is dignity.

   Just happened to say that the poorer you are, the more glorious you are. Tianya Island has always been very glorious. As a result, the social atmosphere has suddenly changed in the past two years.

   Finally, a wooden box was brought up, and then someone asked, "What's in this box? It smells so good."

   Wang Xianghong also smelled the fragrance.

He looked suspiciously at Wang Yi, and Wang Yi explained in a low voice, "There is a roast pork seller in the city. I bought some for the students to replenish their bodies tomorrow. They are all grown up, and they can't eat enough oil and water all day long. Can not be done."

   Wang Xianghong nodded silently.

  The leader said that children are the future of a nation and a country. He also wants children to be well fed and strong, but the team does not have this condition.

   And when he was chatting under the lamp just now, he heard the admiration of the dolls from the outside team. The dolls' abundant energy and gradually good-looking faces made the outside team very envious.

   In this way, Wang Yi gave the students extra meals, and he was only happy except that he felt sorry for Wang Yi to pay for himself.

   With the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, Wang Yi slept peacefully again in Ting Tao Ju.

   The next morning, Wang Yi yawned and got up to the impassioned voice of the announcer.

   In May, the warm wind came across the sea, and the Tianya Island was lush.

  Wang Yi pushed open the door and went out. A few wisps of spring breeze brushed past her face. The faint smell of sea water was suppressed by the fragrance of grass and trees, and the air was very fresh.

   He took a few deep breaths and started punching against the rising sun.

  The wind passed without a trace, wrinkling a sea of ​​light lines.

  The morning waves came through the sea with mighty waves, but when they reached the shore, they suddenly became gentler, slapping the reefs with a crisp sound of hula-la.

   touches the heartstrings of people.

  The sun lit up the sea water, and many small fish surfaced and jumped with the waves. Suddenly, snow-white seagulls brushed the waves, like roaring fighter jets.

  The green hills have green leaves, and there are clear buds next to the green leaves. The green color makes the island lively, bright, and full of vitality.

   Smoke rose from the chimney of the big stove, and the smell of fireworks entered Wang Yi's nose, and Lao Huang walked around him, making him feel at peace.

  The colander scratched his **** and smirked: "Good morning, Principal Wang, Principal Wang is practicing again? I heard that there is a kung fu master just like you in Shanghai, do you want to know him?"

  Wang Yi stopped and asked, "What kind of kung fu master did Hudu have? How did you know about this?"

   He heard someone talking about it under the pier lights only last night. How come now even the colander, which has always been blocked by news, knows?

   Colander said: "He's a qigong master. I heard people say that the martial arts community in Shanghai has nicknamed him King of Electricity!"

  Wang Yi secretly rolled his eyes.

  Why is it not called electric eel? Anyway, I am very good at skr and skr.

  The colander didn't talk to him much, just rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen: "Principal Wang, I'm going to work, what should I give the students this morning?"

   "Sizzle," he sniffed at the door, "It smells so good, what does this smell like? Smoked barbecued meat? It smells amazing!"

   Wang Yi secretly said that your nose is quite sharp.

   He said, "Noodles for the students this morning, chicken noodle soup!"

   Colander was shocked: "Chicken noodle soup? Principal, did you bring chicken back yesterday?"

  Wang Yi nodded: "Yes, I brought not only chicken but also meat. I hung the chicken in the house to make air-dried chicken. This morning, the roast chicken was cooked."

   Big confused mouth is chewing.

  Jianshuiloutai first got the month, he ate two chicken legs, and then he was chewing bones in his mouth.

There are not many roast chickens in the lo-mei restaurant. When Wang Yi went there, there were only fourteen left. He bought them all, left two to drink for himself, gave one to Wang Xianghong’s house, and ate one for the big confusion. The rest Ten noodle noodles in broth came out of the whole stew pot this morning.

  The ten roasted chickens are now in the big pot. When I opened the cover with a colander, I drooled on the spot.

   Seeing this good thing early in the morning made my stomach and mouth excited!

  The roast chicken is torn apart and shredded into small strips as much as possible. This requires skill, so it must be done with a colander.

  Wang Yi said to him, "It's no problem if you want to eat. I've reserved it for you and Dazhuo. You two must not touch the things in the stove. What should be a student must be a student!"

  The colander was fascinated: "I don't touch it, I will listen to you, principal, and I will never touch it, but can I taste the soup? I-I'm not greedy, right? I'm..."

   "You're just greedy," said the big confused.

  The colander exclaimed: "It's not greedy, this master chef has to try the dishes..."

   "Alright, let's try the soup." Wang Yi was helpless.

  The chicken skin and chicken were torn into as small pieces as possible with a slotted spoon. During this period, his stomach was grumbling, and Wang Yi could hear it outside the door.

  Like a toad hidden in the stove.

  Wang Yi couldn't stand it any longer, so he went back to his room and took a piece of pork head meat and a few pancakes and stuffed it with him: "Put this in a pot and warm it up. Let's eat two bites first."

  The colander saw the pig's head and meat's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously wanted to wipe his oily hands, but he couldn't.

   There happened to be a cake, so he carefully wiped his hand on the cake and licked it again carefully.

  Wang Yi told him: "Wash your hands well after you cook for me!"

  The colander is now obedient to him: "Yes, principal, yes, don't worry, I will do what you say!"

  The chicken rack was purring in the pot, and the smell of smoky roasting wafted out with the steam under the high temperature.

  Where the sea breeze blows, where is the fragrance!

  The members who were preparing breakfast looked at the rice in their pots, and suddenly felt that it was not delicious: Teacher Wang has roast pork, but our team can't eat roast pork during Chinese New Year!

  The students actively ran to the school.

   They knew that Teacher Wang would never treat them badly.

   The parents' shouts were unanimous: "Run!"

   Several families sent their children away and said hello to each other: "His aunt has eaten?"

   "I didn't eat, I was about to cook, and the smell on the stove over Mr. Wang couldn't stand it."

   "Mr. Wang is really capable, otherwise people have to study. The college students are good, the conditions are good, and they have the ability. You can see that the students can follow him."

"That's a big deal. Teacher Wang is so amazing. He gave the family a new dress. I saw the needles on the clothes and pants. They are solid and dense. It must be a good thing in the factory. It's a mess!"

   "That's right, this dress is so good, and it also wears a belt. How about putting on the spirit? Yesterday, I took his grandma to go, but his uncle's child was greedy and crying!"

  The chicken head is simmered in the pot, and the pork head meat is wrapped in a colander in a flatbread, squatting at the door and eating slowly one bite at a time.

enjoy.

   After he finished eating, the soup was ready. He went to wash his hands and lifted the lid of the pot. He found the biggest spoon and sipped it.

   said confusedly: "Give it to me too."

  The colander said: "You take a spoon—Grass, why did you take a spoon?"

  The broth came out and was divided into two iron pots, and then a large bag of thirty kilograms of noodles, Wang Yi divided it into two pots and put it in.

   This noodle student didn’t have enough to eat. He still had noodles in the warehouse but he couldn’t give it out indiscriminately, so he took out all the corn tortillas that were battered in an iron pot on Sunday, crushed them, and added them to the soup to add ingredients.

   Each student has a bowl of noodles, and the bottom of the bowl is a small pinch of shredded chicken, so all morning the classroom is full of snoring and eating noodles.

   Hundreds of children, none of them have ever eaten smoked and roasted lo-mei. The taste is so fragrant that they are fascinated by what they eat.

   No need to wash the dishes after eating.

  The bowls are all licked clean, and the places that cannot be licked are scraped with your fingers, and there is really nothing left.

   After eating this big bowl of hot noodles, the energy of the students will rise.

  The national flag was raised early, and the students roared and sang the national anthem, and the song filled the island!

  At noon, he took care of the food for the teaching assistants, wrapping pork head meat on a flatbread.

   This made the teaching assistants so happy that they got the flatbread, rolled up the pork head and stuffed it into their arms, and hurried home to share.

  Wang Yiguan's lunch is a meal for their family to improve their lives. Everyone eats two bites and is satisfied for a whole day.

   Zhaodi and Laixiong are now librarians and can also eat well with them. The four sisters are still introverted and inferior, and they are the last.

   This is just right, Wang Yi earns more money from their family, and secretly will give an extra meal.

   Another he wrapped half a braised pig face and a roasted chicken in newspaper and stuffed it to his brother Zhao and said, "You go and deliver it to the young master, and he must accept it and let him replenish his nutrition."

   The young man he was talking about was naturally a reserved and serious veteran who lived in the fourth group, whose name was Wang Zhengang.

  The old man was a man who fought in the Korean War and was wounded. Wang Yi respected him very much.

   But this man is really eccentric and not easy to deal with, but he is a rare child. Maybe when people get old, they like children who are full of energy and innocent, so he entrusts Zhaodi to deliver things.

  Brother Zhao nodded heavily and whispered, "Teacher Wang, don't worry, I will definitely give it to the past."

  Wang Yi patted her on the shoulder and said, "Okay, let's go, go home early for dinner."

   At midday, every household was eating, and there was no one.

  Aunt Qing and Feng Ya came sneakily.

Wang Yi handed over the prepared things to the two of them: "Those two aunts, I went to the city to show the things you gave me on Friday, and they were not very valuable. Aunt Qing, the things in your house are especially valuable. I pulled some floral cloth for you and bought a thermos."

   "Aunt Fengya, your family's copper coins and Yuan Datou are okay, one can sell for one yuan..."

   "Can one sell for one dollar?" Feng Ya gasped, "Why is it so valuable? Fortunately, I didn't throw it away, I didn't want to keep it. Now one is worth one dollar?"

Wang Yi nodded: "Yes, I brought you three catties of big white rabbit toffee and two packs of milk powder, and there are ten yuan left. Do you want money or food? Now there is a fair price in the warehouse. grain……"

   "If you want food, you need food." Feng Ya hurriedly interrupted him, "Do you have dry noodles here? How much does this cost per pound?"

  Dried noodles are a good thing. They have a long shelf life, are easy to cook in a pot, and taste delicious. They are a small fresh meat in the staple food these days.

  Wang Yi said: "There are not many dry noodles, and the price is the same as the price of premium noodles, one kilogram for one kilogram."

   "Then give me a special flour instead." Feng Ya hesitated and changed her mind, "Dry noodles are a good thing, but rolling them with flour can make them even better."

  Aunt Qing asked reluctantly, "Is the old things in my house worthless?"

   Wang Yi smiled wryly.

   Relatively speaking, it is really worthless, Yuan Hui is embarrassed to collect it from Guanbaozhai - after all, he is a part-time worker, and it is impossible to justify collecting things indiscriminately.

   He looked at Aunt Qing's disappointment and couldn't bear it, and said, "Auntie, do you have eggs at home? I can collect eggs in my school..."

   "Mr. Wang, are you collecting eggs here?" A rough and old voice sounded from outside the door.

   is the old carpenter Wang Xianggao.

  Aunt Qing and Fengya quickly put away their things and prepared to leave.

  Wang Xianggao was unhappy when he saw this: "What happened to you two girls? Seeing that I am like a mouse seeing a cat, why are you hiding? What are you two doing here?"

  Fengya smiled apologetically: "His uncle saw what you said, what can we do with Teacher Wang?"

   Hearing this, Aunt Qing couldn't help laughing: "That is, what can we two old ladies have with Teacher Wang? Even if we want to have something, can Teacher Wang think about it? Teacher Wang will marry a fairy in the future!"

   Wang Xianggao said, "Then what are you two running for?"

   "They sold me a few old things, so I'm afraid people will find out that it's speculation." Wang Yi told the truth.

  Wang Xianggao sent him a yin and yang shock, and he sent back wine and a woodworking toolbox, so I'm not afraid that he would know this kind of thing.

   Sure enough.

  The old carpenter's expression didn't change after hearing this, and he said, "Oh, so, I also heard that Mr. Wang is collecting eggs here? Is it the same as the buying station?"

  Wang Yi nodded: "Yes, the same harvest, or exchange for food."

  The old carpenter was delighted and said, "That's fine, my family has saved two handfuls of eggs, and I'll ask my boys to bring you over to replace some flour later."

   "Why do you change flour at home? Come to relatives?" Aunt Qing asked casually.

  The old carpenter said, "Go back and roll noodles to eat. The aroma of Mr. Wang's place in the morning is too greedy. What do people want in this life? Don't you just want to eat and drink? So the family should also satisfy their cravings!"

   Hearing this, Wang Yi suddenly understood what Wang Xianghong had strictly forbidden himself to eat and drink.

   This thing is contagious!

  The old carpenter came here this time to give him a reclining chair. The chair is made of wood and has a full tenon and mortise structure. The whole body does not need a single nail, but the backrest can be adjusted:

   Putting down is a small bed, pulling it up is a big chair.

   Wang Yi praised: "Old Uncle Gao, you are amazing, your craftsmanship is amazing!"

Wang Xiang Gao smiled and said: "What's the skill? It's a joke, I don't have a hand, or I'll make it a rocking chair for you, and use an arc wood to support the legs of the chair, and then shake it on the top. Just comfortable!"

  Wang Yi sat up and patted the armrest of the reclining chair in satisfaction and said, "Uncle Gao sees what you said, it's already very comfortable."

  Wang Xianggao took out two tops from the shackles on his shoulders and gave them to him: "It's just made, can you see if it works like this?"

  The two tops were polished very smoothly and inlaid with steel balls, just like the hand-made tops that Wang Yi had seen on the Internet.

   This made him extraordinarily happy. The efficiency of the old man is really good. How many days did he send the steel balls? The gyro is out.

   also comes with a whip!

  Wang Yi tried it, he wasn't very good at pumping, but the top could spin.

   The rest of the spinning tops are made in this style.

  Wang Yi went to get a bitter sausage for the old carpenter: "Uncle Gao, go back and have a drink."

  The bitter intestines can be eaten little by little, which is very suitable for drinking.

  How many times has the old carpenter eaten bitter intestines in his life? As soon as Wang Yi gave it, he was stunned: "Don't say no, such a big bitter intestine? How many pig intestines does it take? How expensive is this?"

  Wang Yi said: "It's okay, you can just take it back to eat, and I'll have to trouble you to buy things for the school later."

The old carpenter slapped his dry chest with a bang: "Don't you insult me ​​by saying this? You run a school and our members are so hard-working and have goods to ship, how can you call it 'trouble'? What is the school lacking, as long as My skills are enough for you to say, we can't be vague!"

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "It's fine, that's fine."

   In the afternoon labor class, we were still hunting hogweed.

Wang Xianghong came over and said, "Little pigs can't eat much now, why don't you ask the student to clean up the land for you? It's spring, and I'll give you some vegetable seeds from the library. Try to grow some vegetables. Get yourself a meal when it's hot."

   "The school still has farmland?" Wang Yi wondered, "Why didn't I see it?"

Wang Xianghong smiled and said, "What kind of farmland is it? It's just a little bit of soil. Here at the back of the brigade committee, we used to learn from Dazhai to reclaim the land on the island. There was also a piece of land behind the brigade committee, but there were stones at the bottom, and the soil was not deep. The land is not fat, and it can't grow much."

   Wang Yi secretly said that this is no problem.

  The growth of crops and vegetables depends entirely on nitrogen fertilizers. You can bring chemical fertilizers and urea here for 22 years. As long as you have fields, you can feed crops and vegetables.

The area behind the    brigade committee is not large, only about half an mu. Of course, Wang Yi must have enough to eat by himself. Now that he has planted small saplings, the labor class was changed to relocating trees to clean up the farmland.

   After work in the evening, Wang Kai's mother, Yang Jinhua, came and said, "Mr. Wang, where are you?"

  Wang Yi probed out from the window: "Well, here, do you want to listen to storytelling? Then wait, I'll go over later."

   "No, I heard that you collect eggs here." Yang Jinhua smiled embarrassedly, "Zhuang Yuan's mother said that you can exchange eggs for cheap food here, I thought about it and came over."

   She carried a basket on her arm.

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, you want to exchange eggs for cheap food?"

   Yang Jinhua was instantly happy when she heard this, she opened the cover on the basket and showed him: "There are three and a half handfuls of eggs in total, how much food can you exchange for?"

   A handful of eggs is ten, and three and a half are thirty-five.

   They are all eggs laid by serious sea-raised chickens with thick egg skins.

  This egg is valuable, Wang Yi estimates that if it is left in 22 years, it will be more expensive than wild eggs.

   He has eaten it several times, the nutritional value is not clear from the 22-year-old farmed eggs, but the eggs are really delicious in taste, so fragrant!

   When he went to the collective market a few days ago, he inquired about the average price of eggs in the market ranging from 5 to 5.5 cents per catty.

  Wang Yi directly charged it according to the high price in the market, giving 60 cents per pound.

   Then the warehouse on the top of the mountain will be lively!

   (end of this chapter)