Fengcheng old events

Chapter 250 Fengcheng Cocoon
Throughout the 80s, and even until the mid-90s, college students were the darlings of human beings.

High status, attention, package distribution, fast promotion.

To participate in work is to be a cadre, not to mention university, even junior college is the same, the assignment is to be a cadre, and you get an extra book and newspaper fee than ordinary people.

But in the Northeast, the center of heavy industry, people are tied up in factories all their lives. The world is so big, with limited vision and delayed information.

In the minds of most people, the factory is everything, and the goal is for children to enter the factory as workers in the future.

University entrance exam?What is a university?Bai has been delayed for several years. How can there be a technical secondary school, and there is a salary for going to school.

This is contemporary.

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Heavy snow fell one after another, and the long winter began.

Liu Guixin's syrup was successfully trial-produced, and he also made inferences. He made cucumber-flavored and orange-flavored ones, which were welcomed by the majority of children. He could sell two aluminum lunch boxes a day, but sometimes it was not enough.

In fact, it is to squeeze the unsalable cucumbers and oranges into juice to boil sugar, pure natural flavor without coloring.

A dime is wrapped in a small ball, and some wealthy students pay [-] cents when they come. While eating, twisting, pulling out a long sugar thread, and getting a kind of satisfaction from the envious and greedy eyes of other children.Pretty arrogant.

Of course, the most enviable ones are Zhang Xingbing and Mao Jun, who don't need to spend money.

In addition to syrup, a new variety, cocoon pupa, was added to the stall.This thing is only available in winter.

People in Liaoning love to eat chrysalis. This food is high in protein. Three chrysalis are equal to an egg.

The main place of production of cocoons and pupae is Fengcheng, which is a by-product of silk spinning in cocoon factories.

The silkworm spun out the last thread to make a thick cocoon. People picked the cocoon, cooked it and spun it into thread. The silkworm chrysalis lost the chance to continue growing and became a delicacy on people's tables.

The silkworm chrysalis in the northeast are relatively large, about the size of an adult's thumb.

There are also live pupae. The cocoon shell is directly removed manually, and the pupae are still alive. The price is higher and the freshness is higher.Boiled pupa always has a little alkaline taste.

The live chrysalis is also a favorite toy for children. When it is held in the hand, its tail will turn around, so children call it southeast and northwest.

Zhang Xinglong didn't know where his mother knew about this purchase route, it was hundreds of kilometers away, but he had another task, to go to Fengcheng with his mother to purchase goods.

There is no truck running on a special line to buy goods in Fengcheng, so you have to take a train to go there.

The train is at midnight.On the day I want to go, I have to go to bed early after dinner, get up in the middle of the night, and follow Liu Guixin to Nanfen Railway Station.There are no trains or buses at this point.

There are not many people on the train, and you can even lie on a seat alone to sleep, and arrive at Fengcheng after [-] o'clock in the morning.It's just that the train is a little cold, the conductor is asleep, and no one is burning the boiler.

When we arrived, it was just dimly lit, and it was dark everywhere. Normal people might not be affected, but Zhang Xinglong couldn't. In his eyes, everything was black and white, and he couldn't see clearly, so he could only stagger and drag Liu Guixin away.

There is still some distance to enter the city from Fengcheng Railway Station. You have to take a minibus. The noisy people squeeze the car tightly, and those who don't have a seat have to bend over and endure the bumps.

Early in the morning, the old town of Fengcheng is very lively. In addition to cocoons and pupae, it is also rich in pork. Vendors from all over the world gather here to see and buy goods, and the crowds are crowded and the sound of cars is roaring.

Most of the pork sold here has no skin. When the pigs are slaughtered, the pigs are blown and the skins are completely peeled off. Some manufacturers come to collect them.

When the two women came out after eating a plate of fried rice, the sky was bright, and Zhang Xinglong could finally see things clearly. He was no longer swaying around, and followed Liu Guixin with his bag on his back, following the sewage. The old downtown walked to the cocoon factory.

A large number of cocoons and pupae were piled directly on the concrete floor, all frozen hard, and the raw and cooked pupae were separated.

After paying the money, issuing the invoice, the cocoons and pupae are put into bamboo baskets and weighed.

After picking up the goods, Liu Guixin took Zhang Xinglong into the car and went out of the city. He took the cocoons to the side of Shendan Road, loaded and unloaded the car back and forth, and Zhang Xinglong became the main force.

There are a lot of iron signs standing next to the road here, which say bring goods, Benxi has goods, Shenyang has goods, and so on.

Liu Guixin took Zhang Xinglong into a delivery point and negotiated the price. The shop owner wrote a sign and put it on the side of the road. The couple just sat there and waited. The passing truck drivers would stop by looking at the sign.

These days, there are very few privately owned cars for long-distance travel. They are all state-owned cars, and the drivers make some extra money on the way back.

Waiting until noon was approaching, a trailer stopped beside the sign. The owner went over and whispered a few words to the driver, paid the money, and called the wife to load the car.

The driver climbed into the car to help, Zhang Xinglong carried the baskets of cocoon pupae up, and the driver arranged the bamboo baskets and tied them with ropes.

Such a car does not need to stand on the body of the car to suffer, but can sit in the cab, which is also a kind of happiness.

As soon as you come out of Fengcheng, there is a mountain road. From Jiguan Mountain to Nanfen, there is no straight slide. You keep turning around, swaying left and right, uphill and downhill, and the curves are connected one after another. When you reach Lianshan Pass, it is even more exaggerated. , with cliffs on one side, and valleys and rivers on the other, all the way to Nanfen Nantianmen.

The road here in Nantianmen comes down from the mountain, with steep slopes and steep walls on both sides, and a mountain stream of tens of meters on the side of the road. It has always been a desperation for out-of-town drivers in winter. Since the snow fell, there have been some local drivers squatting here to drive on their behalf.

At this time, the roads in the mountains are not cared about. In winter, the roads are covered with thick ice and snow, and the bright light that is rolled over by passing cars becomes a natural skating rink. The drivers are trembling and cautious.

There are also non-local drivers who don't believe in evil, so they bravely drive forward. As a result, eight out of ten vehicles will be smashed into the sand here at Nantianmen, and the car will be overturned and scattered.So the 200 yuan for the driver is not enough, and the unloading crane is reloaded, and there is no five, seven, or eight hundred yuan that can't get off at all.

The surrounding farmers can earn a fortune by guarding the roadside every winter.

When the car was driving in the mountains, the sun slanted down along the top of the mountain. The whole road surface was like a mirror, reflecting the dazzling light in the sun. The mountain without snow chains could not even climb up the slope.I dare not climb.

Along the way, I often saw a large car stopped at the bottom of a slope, and the driver frowned and squatted beside the car to smoke.

The driver of the car Liu Guixin and the others were sitting in just laughed, "It's lying down again. These out-of-town drivers can enjoy themselves in big cities, but when they come to us, they lie down. They can't play at all."

If you walk towards Shenyang, you will see the plains as soon as you leave the border of Benxi, and there are few opportunities for drivers to drive on mountain roads.

The driver was from Benxi, and he was familiar with this line, so he didn't take it seriously at all, and drove to Guojiabao in no time.

(End of this chapter)