I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 44 44. Returning with Food

  Wang Yi looked at it carefully.

   These things have a good sense of age, but he hesitated and finally decided to give up going to Guanbaozhai for the time being.

   For two reasons.

  First, regardless of the stamp yearbook or the ticket book, the sense of age is all artificial, and his production is inevitably flawed and flawed.

   It is enough to fool the layman, but if you want to fool the expert, you may be fooling yourself.

   Zhang Xiaomeng can tell him: Don't use your hobbies to challenge other people's jobs!

   Anyway, he still has money on him, and he is not in a hurry to use it, so why rush to sell these things?

  Stability, be steady!

   He decided to bring these things back to 1982 first. As a novice in the industry, he still has to learn more about fraud and try to be safer.

   Second and more important:

   Last time, he was in a hurry to use the money, so he didn't do a price comparison. Instead, he simply sold the monkey tickets and isinglass to Yuan Hui. It's hard to say whether the other party fooled him with the price. He still has to be on guard.

This time, he used his mobile phone to take pictures of all the inventory - in order to avoid being discovered by the conscientious person of the flaws of his age, he deliberately blurred the stamp yearbooks and stamp books that were sprayed with chemicals, while the banknotes and stamps that were not faked were blurred. Then he slapped his face and took pictures, all kinds of high-definition pictures.

   Then he went online to find the collection forum and post it and posted it, all the titles are the same:

   "Every 28-year-old master, please help, the elders of the old house demolition found these things, how much are they worth? 》

   In the content of the post he left a sentence:

   "If you are interested, please leave a private message, I am a student and my class is tight, but I will reply as long as I have time!

   Make friends with integrity, if you are the one! "

   After making this decision, he worked on pedal generators.

  This thing is very fun, its main body is a generator, there is a large battery under the generator, and the other is the pedals on both sides.

  Maybe for better power generation, its resistance is quite large, and it has no seat, so it is very painful. People have to stand and step on it, which is very difficult, and the weight loss effect should be good.

   The sun sets before you know it.

  Wang Yi went out to eat, and there was a steamed bun shop smelling the aroma outside. He thought about Wang Dongxi and others who would be waiting on the dock, so instead of going to the restaurant, he simply bought two big bags of steamed buns.

   The boss was overjoyed and panicked when he saw the amount he wanted: "Teacher, my steamed buns are running out of steam, can you wait and give you some hot steam."

   Wang Yi said: "I want to bring it to my friends, not hot, but cold."

   "There!"

   It was getting dark and he was going to go to 1982. Before leaving, he looked at the messages on the forum, and now there is only one:

  I'm sorry, the big hand is 30 cm, so I can't help you. You will wait for the little hand of 28 to help you later.

   Wang Yi was speechless.

   He walked out of the space-time house and looked out. It was a big night in the wilderness again, not to mention people, not even a dog.

   So he was relieved, and when he went back, he loaded the grains and the grains bag onto the three-wheeled dump truck, opened the door, opened the door, and unloaded all the grain into this abandoned thatched hut.

  The moon hangs high, and the clouds that have been together for a day finally disperse.

  Wang Yi ran to the pier with two big bags.

   The pier at this point was empty. Wang Dongfeng saw him and said happily, "Mr. Wang, here!"

  Wang Yi panted and handed the bag up: "You guys haven't eaten, right? Come on, my classmate asked the driver to bring it to me, but it's a pity that it's cold, so you can share a piece of it."

  Wang Dongfeng took out a steamed bun and shouted happily: "Come and see, come and see, the big bun with white noodles, look, this bun in the city is amazing, it's really white, it's white, soft and fragrant, it's so good!"

  Others swarmed around.

  Only Wang Xiangxiong nodded to Wang Yi calmly: "Mr. Wang, is everything going well?"

Wang Yi said: "It went well, but the driver comrade refused to bring us food to the wharf. He said that their large motorcade was disciplined and could not drive indiscriminately, so I found an old grassy yard nearby and let us know. He unloaded the grain in it."

  Wang Xiangxiong looked happy, others were even more happy:

   "It's really a big bun, it's so soft, give me one, no, give me two more!"

   "Oh, it's meat buns! Big meat buns! How does this taste, why is it so fragrant? How can there be such delicious buns?"

   "Meat buns? Really, then I won't eat them. I, I, I keep them for my baby at home. They haven't eaten big meat buns yet!"

   "Don't rob, Wang Dongfeng, you can do it, what are you doing? Why are you still robbing after you have eaten two?" Liu Hongmei cursed.

  Wang Xiangxiong went up to grab the bag and scolded: "There are no rules for each one, why didn't one ask Teacher Wang if he had eaten?"

   The captain who put the steamed buns in his pocket smirked: "Mr. Wang, have you eaten?"

  Wang Yi said: "I ate, everyone don't have to think about me, divide it evenly according to the head, and then we rush to pack the food."

   The captain was very annoyed when he heard this: "I knew I wouldn't let the child go back!"

   There were eight people present, and Wang Yi bought all the cold buns stuffed with pork and green onions, forty-nine in total.

   Wang Xiangxiong said: "I am a party member. I usually have food on the stove. I do not participate in the distribution of buns. The seven of you are exactly seven buns per person."

   Liu Hongmei was very unhappy: "Are you promoting your style at this time?"

  Wang Dong smiled and said: "Auntie, look at what you said, when did my uncle stop promoting his style, the outstanding party members in our commune are indispensable every year!"

   They divided the buns, Wang Dongfeng ate them desperately, and everyone else wrapped them in clothes and carefully held them in their arms.

   There are elderly and children at home.

   Seeing this, Wang Dongfeng didn't eat it, he looked at the remaining three buns and muttered, "My father, my mother, and my milk, one for each person, just right."

  Wang Yi led them to the thatched hut, which was filled with coarse hemp grain bags.

   This is the bag he specially asked the owner of the grain store for. In the 1980s, the grain station also used this kind of bag to store grain.

   Seeing the scattered grain bags inside, Wang Xiangxiong went up and picked up a bag and patted it hard.

   There was a 'crashing' sound inside.

  Wang Xiang exclaimed exuberantly: "It's all corn, the best corn, it has to be first-class grain!"

   Liu Hongmei hurriedly opened a bag, which was also food, but she had never seen it before: "What is this?"

  Wang Xiangxiong glanced at it and said, "It's triangular barley, we don't have it here, it's a good thing, I've only seen it on the big stove a few times."

   "It has the benefits of appetizing and widening the intestines, lowering the gas and eliminating accumulation. We have triangular barley on the stove or a leader who had dysentery at the time, and the supply and marketing company specially sent it to him to eat."

   He said and looked at Wang Yi: "Mr. Wang, isn't this more expensive than refined grains? How much does it cost?"

  Wang Yi said: "I don't know exactly what kind of grain is here. I asked others for coarse grains, but I didn't choose the specifics, it was made by others. We want what people give us."

   "But it shouldn't be cheap. We don't have enough money. I gave my classmates credit."

   Wang Xiangxiong said: "Some coarse grains are more expensive than fine grains, such as millet, which is also a coarse grain."

   He briefly reminded Wang Yi, patted them, and asked: "Let's send them back first, and then put them in the school warehouse. When the time comes, Dongxi's documents will be counted, and then they will be sold to our villagers at a fair price, how about it?"

  Wang Yi said: "Okay, send it back first, by the way, didn't you prepare a small cart?"

Captain    said: "Where can I use a cart for this food? We have a bag for each trip, and we can carry it back in a few trips!"

   "Yes, this bag of grain is a hundred catties, right? It's a small idea!" Wang Dongfeng suddenly picked up a bag, patted the bag vigorously, and walked out.

   Wang Xiangxiong said: "It's not just 100 catties, the corn is 120 catties, and the triangular barley is even heavier, but our men can move on their backs!"

   At this time, Wang Yi could only shout and cheer.

   He has been paying attention to exercising recently, and he considers himself to be a tough guy, but he really can't carry this food back to the dock.

   I can't bear this bitterness!

  Others don't care.

   They came by punting boats, and they tinkered with food on the boat one after another.

   Nobody ate or drank water on the way, in fact they hadn't drank all afternoon.

  Wang Yi couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Eat a steamed bun to cushion your stomach first."

  The captain said indifferently: "Uncle led the pickle roll at noon, and it hasn't been digested yet, there is some energy!"

   Wang Yi was speechless.

   People in this era can really endure hardship!

   Loaded all the food into the boat, and they supported the boat to go back.

   The swaying boat was too slow. It took the tanker more than an hour's voyage, and they rowed for four hours, and they didn't return to Tianya Island until midnight.

  Some people were waiting on the pier of Daozi, and a few red cigarette butts were flashing.

  Wang Dongfeng shouted excitedly from the bow: "Secretary, see what we bring..."

Wang Xiangxiong gave him a hand: "Don't shout, you won't let the people in our team sleep tonight? No one is allowed to talk about the food, keep it a secret, wait for the party branch to hold a meeting to discuss and discuss with Teacher Wang before deciding how to go out. Sell."

Wang Dongxi told him: "Fengzi, your mouth is not strict, but this is a big deal. Now that Nanjiang has been fighting for more than three years, the food supply is somewhat tight. This batch of food is the parity that Teacher Wang finally won for our team. Grain, don't talk nonsense outside!"

  Wang Dongfeng nodded and squatted down.

   Wang Xianghong, who was squatting on the pier, stood up.

   He knocked on the cigarette bag pot to knock out the ash, then inserted it into the cigarette bag hanging on his belt and asked expectantly, "How is it?"

  Wang Xiangxiong went up to bite his ears, his dark face suddenly showed a bright smile, and many wrinkles spread out instantly.

   blooms like an old chrysanthemum.

   He patted Wang Xiangxiong on the shoulder and signaled to start moving the food, and then pulled Wang Yi and led him off the dock.

  Wang Yi said: "Secretary, I have to ask you to apologize."

   Hearing this, the smile on Wang Xianghong's face froze: "Is something wrong with the generator?"

Wang Yi said dejectedly: "What happened in the afternoon, the machine was delivered to Shanghai in the afternoon, but it was discovered when the goods were unloaded, so someone investigated the matter with the Northeast side, and finally decided that we were not qualified and did not meet the requirements. standard for experimental subjects."

   Wang Xianghong asked disappointedly: "You can't even be a college student?"

  Wang Yi said: "It would have been possible, but this generator is very advanced, and many units were watching. As soon as the news leaked, several units called my classmate's unit, and he couldn't do anything about it, alas!"

   Wang Xianghong slowly squatted on the ground.

   took a long sigh.

   He got up again and said, "It's alright, there's no generator, it's alright, let's not use electricity first, you brought food back, this is a great achievement, a great achievement!"

  Wang Yi said: "Secretary, don't be disappointed yet. My classmate said that the machine will definitely be delivered to us, but this matter cannot pass the official face, and there are too many units staring at the machine."

   "But he can find an opportunity to avoid the eyes and ears of these units and send it to us quietly. Instead of trains, he will use cars, so that we can't check at the Hudu checkpoint."

   "The other one knew our desire for electricity, so he sent us some other generators developed by their unit."

   "Some other generators?" Wang Xianghong repeated suspiciously.

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, the hand-cranked generator is the kind used by the movie projection team, and it can also light the light bulb!"

  Wang Xianghong hesitated: "Really? I have inquired about this, and I can't buy it with industrial coupons. This is a scarce material. There is only one on Jinlan Island, or it was used by the county theater. They got it through a relationship."

  Wang Yi said firmly: "My classmate said it must be no problem, but we have to find a way to explain where we came from, so that no one can know that we brought it from the northeast by relationship."

   (end of this chapter)