Dressed to be a grandmother

Chapter 16
"Don't, comrade, don't worry, I didn't say no."

The man was busy holding Chen Daliu back.

Just kidding, the supply and marketing agency hasn't seen meat for three or four months, even if they are lucky in the mine, it's fine as usual, the wife just gave him a big fat boy, he has to get some meat to make up for it, or he won't have milk what.

She gave birth to three daughters in a row, and finally had a boy, but she couldn't go hungry.

"Really rabbit meat?" The man still couldn't believe it.

It’s been so difficult these two years, even if Su has withdrawn the experts, he still wants to repay the debts. No, the whole country is tightening the belts to repay the debts. The supply is low. Although the supply and marketing cooperatives are open, they are the same as closed. There's nothing to sell in there either.

(Did I say something that shouldn't be said again? Cough, I will try my best to pay attention to it in the future. I will always break the taboo of chronology.)
"Correct."

"Where did you get it?"

Chen Daliu stared: "You live by the mountain? It's so wide, do you like it or not?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Daliu was about to leave, and this time, he avoided the man's hand and wanted to reach out to stop him.

When the man saw Chen Daliu anxious, he quickly waved his hand to indicate that he would not ask: "Don't, comrade, don't be angry, I just can't speak, I won't ask, buy, buy, buy, but I have to see what it is. like?"

This is not a problem. Chen Daliu looked around and pulled the man to the vicinity of the ox cart. Instead of opening the bamboo basket, he tore off his clothes, revealing a hare in his arms.

Only then did the man understand why Chen Daliu kept pressing his stomach with one hand, and his feelings were to hold the rabbit in his arms.

"It's still alive, that's great." When the man saw the fat hare, his eyes glowed. Such a big rabbit must weigh more than five pounds, right?

Chen Daliu said nothing, gave the man a few glances, and closed his clothes again.

The man's eyes were still filled with reluctance, he suppressed the excitement on his face, cleared his throat, and asked, "So what, comrade, how do you sell a hare?"

"One yuan and two cents a pound for a pound of food stamps, even if there is no food stamp cloth stamp."

"It's so expensive!" The man gasped.

"A medium pork is only [-] cents a pound."

Man: "Comrade, I really want to buy it, can you be cheaper?"

Chen Daliu looked at the man like a leisurely, but didn't speak. He thought, you think I'm stupid, I've already figured it out. Buying meat in the city requires a meat ticket, and it is sold by grade. For nine cents a pound, his aunt's hare is no worse than first-class pork, so why can't it be sold for that price.

Besides, what year is it now, you don't necessarily have to buy meat if you have money. He has already paid the actual price, and if he negotiates the price, he knows that he can take advantage of it.

Being looked at by Chen Daliu like this, the man was also a little uncomfortable, and he muttered in his heart, didn't he say that the rural peasant brothers are simple and honest, why is it so difficult to communicate.

The man was soft and hard, but Chen Daliu was unmoved, and even impatiently wanted to find someone else, so the man had no choice but to pay for it.

"I bought two, comrade, you don't say it's cheaper." A penny is a lot, it's almost enough to deduct.

Chen Daliu just pretended that he couldn't hear the man's muttering, he counted the money and the tickets, and then wrapped the weighed hare with a few vines for the man and let the man take it away.

That's right, the man bought two, a total of [-] pounds and [-] taels. He wanted Chen Daliu to erase the [-] taels, but Chen Daliu refused to live or die.

Just kidding, their aunt is still waiting for the money to buy food. What kind of wipes should I put on? Not to mention buying two, even if I buy a hundred, I can't wipe it, three taels can be a lot.

In this way, Chen Daliu sold the remaining four hares in more than half an hour.

After counting again and confirming that the money in his hand was 69 yuan and 28 catties of food stamps, Chen Daliu breathed a sigh of relief.

There were too few cloth tickets, and no one took them with them, so I didn't get them.

It was supposed to be 39 yuan and 33 catties of food stamps, but there were two people who didn't have enough food stamps and were willing to add two yuan per catty, so Chen Daliu made the calculations in his heart, and when they were exchanged, it was equivalent to four yuan per catty. Two, no loss.

Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Daliu packed the bamboo basket and drove back with the ox cart.

Hurry up and hurry, and finally got there before the grain station closed, but when asked, Chen Daliu was dumbfounded. He had a grain stamp, but no grain book. All the people who eat commercial grain in this town have a grain book and a non-staple food book. Now It happened to be the time to buy food on a per capita basis. There was no excess, and food stamps alone could not buy food.

The staff of the grain station was anxious to close the door. Seeing that Chen Daliu was in front of the counter and couldn't get the grain book, they rushed people impatiently: "If you don't have the grain book, what kind of grain do you buy? You also buy refined grain, you countryman."

"It's really a douchebag, let's just say that you can buy the dragon liver and phoenix marrow!" The salesperson rolled his eyes at Chen Daliu in annoyance. He just told him not to come in after get off work.

Chen Daliu was annoyed that he didn't ask clearly, and he couldn't explain it to his aunt when he went back. Hearing this suddenly, he akimbo and said angrily.

"I'm a countryman. What's wrong, what's wrong with the countrymen? The rice and food you eat are not planted by our countrymen. They are still brothers of workers and peasants. Why do you look down on our countrymen?"

"If you have the ability, don't eat it... I tell you, if you don't apologize to me today, I'll go to your leaders, who are you, you look down on the peasant brothers, you are destroying class feelings and disunity... …”

The salesperson did not expect that a grumbling grumble would provoke such a big reaction from Chen Daliu, and she was not at all bullied by those hillbillies in the past, and she was stunned.

Chen Daliu was still shouting, and the salesman hurriedly said: "I, that's not what I meant, don't talk nonsense, who looks down on peasant brothers, you want to buy grain without grain, you are not fooling around, I Tell me what's wrong with you...you can't be reasonable..."

Chen Daliu doesn't care about this. Anyway, your attitude is wrong, so you can't blame me. Even if the location of the food station is a bit off, there will still be people on the road. Now, when the salesperson saw it, he hurriedly grabbed Chen Daliu to say good things, and then called the leader behind him to call the shots.

More than ten minutes later, when Chen Daliu left, he was carrying a small cloth bag with five kilograms of rice in it.

This is the rice that came today, and it will be sold tomorrow.

Rice is a fine grain. In addition to subsidies for special types of work, people with no jobs in urban areas receive two kilograms of refined grains a month, and those who have jobs generally have four to five kilograms of refined grains.

Chen Daliu took away a person's quota of five kilograms of refined grains in one fell swoop.

This quota is the salesperson's own, she is very distressed, but there is no way, Chen Daliu will not forgive, if you don't handle it well, the job loss will be light, and she can only admit that she is unlucky.

(End of this chapter)