Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 1339

Seeing that there were still a lot of seeds left, Zhang Guifang ordered several men in the family to cultivate the land allocated to them and also sow some rapeseed.

However, because Zhang Yu planted a lot of spinach and cabbage, she didn't plant much, but instead planted a lot of white radishes.

Because the area of ​​the vegetable plots allocated is small, every housewife has to carefully calculate how to grow more vegetables in a smaller area.

Now, we have spontaneously learned intercropping.

In fact, when Zhang Yu first came to this world, he chose to work first because he felt that he did not understand this world and had no sense of security. In addition, he had attended high school and college in his previous life, so he did not want to spend the dark days of studying in high school.

Now that he understands the world, he realizes that academic qualifications can help you avoid many obstacles in today's society, and even help you achieve success overnight.

The most obvious thing is that technical secondary school students are classified as level 16 during internship and receive a salary of 37 yuan. After becoming regular employees, their level will be promoted to one level and their salary will become 42.5 yuan. College students are classified as level 14 during internship and receive a salary of 48.5 yuan. After becoming regular employees, they will be level 13 and receive a salary of 55 yuan.

You have to know that because of my parents, I was given the job as an exception. I skipped several levels, bypassed the temporary worker route, and started directly as a formal worker. I skipped two levels in between and only earned 27.5 yuan a month.

Thinking of this, he did some calculations. The college entrance examination was suspended in 1966 and was not officially resumed until October 1977, 10, when the People's Daily announced on its front page that "Major Reforms in College Admissions."

Although workers and farmers, educated youth who went to the countryside or returned home, demobilized soldiers, cadres and recent high school graduates can all participate, there are some age restrictions, and the age limit for candidates can be relaxed to 30 years old.

But he was born in 15 and is 77 years old this year. He was over the age limit in , and his ambition to take the exam was dashed when the first college entrance examination was resumed.

So he could only complete his university studies and get a job before 1966. After that, he could no longer sit idle and had to focus most of his attention on studying.

All in all, if you do well in the three years of high school, you can get into college in 61 and be able to work in .

At this time, his junior high school classmates came to visit him. He had not gone to school or taken the junior high school entrance examination for the last period of time due to injury.

After that, I went straight to work and became busy, and became much more distant from my junior high school classmates.

The person who came to see him this time was the class monitor in junior high school, who was one of the best students in the class.

Liu Hongtao picked up two kinds of pastries and walked towards Zhang Yu's house under the guidance of Zhang Guifang.

When he was almost at the door, he raised his voice and called out, "Xiao Yu, your classmates are here to see you."

"Here I come, squad leader," Zhang Yu shouted in surprise, "Come in, come in quickly.

After the three of them sat down, Zhang Yu took out a cup and poured water, "Squad leader, drink some water."

"No, no, I'll just sit for a while. Are you healed?"

When the two were about to start chatting, Zhang Guifang was ready to leave. After all, the two of them could not chat with her here.

Moreover, Xiaoyu has lost many friends since he was injured. It was not easy for someone to come to his house to find him. "Xiaoyu, you guys chat. I have something else to do. I will go first."

"Aunt, go ahead and do your work. I will entertain the monitor."

"Aunt, I'll just talk for a while and then I'll leave." Liu Hongtao spoke a little awkwardly, and was obviously shy about being the guest.

"Don't leave at noon, stay for lunch, I'll go prepare the meal," Zhang Guifang said, and then turned and went to the kitchen regardless of what Liu Hongtao wanted to say.

Zhang Yu waited until Xiaogu left and then asked, "Monitor, what's going on in the class? As you know, I was injured some time ago and haven't been back to school since then. I haven't seen my classmates since then. By the way, how did everyone do in this high school entrance examination?"

"Everyone's grades this time are not bad, and many of them did well in the exam."

"Then class monitor, you have such good grades, you must have done well in the exam this time."

"I was admitted to a technical secondary school." Liu Hongtao said somewhat frustratedly.

"Didn't you say you wanted to go to college?" The whole class knew about the monitor's ideal, and his grades were very good, so he had more than a 60% chance of being admitted to college.

"My family wants me to go to a technical secondary school. As you know, my father is the only one working in my family. I have five younger brothers and sisters, and my grandparents are still in my hometown. It is difficult to support a large family with only my father's salary. I came down early and started to earn money to help support the family."

Then, seeing Liu Hongtao's head, Zhang Yu understood. It's not that technical secondary school is better than university, but for ordinary families, it is more cost-effective to go to technical secondary school than to go to university.

Going to a technical secondary school means graduating early, being assigned a good job after graduation, having a stable job, being able to transfer your household registration, and helping to support your family, so that the whole family benefits.

If you don't go to technical secondary school, you still have to go to high school for three years. However, the college entrance examination admission rate is very low at this time. Even if the class monitor has good grades and has more than 60% chance of being admitted to university, there is still nearly 40% chance of not being admitted. If you fail the college entrance examination, you will lose both the wife and the army.

The class monitor is indeed excellent and has good grades, but if he goes to technical secondary school he will be guaranteed a good job after three years. However, if he gives up technical secondary school to go to high school, he will face huge risks, and his family cannot afford the gamble.

Zhang Yu opened his mouth but could not say anything. It was easy to persuade the monitor to give up the technical secondary school and go to high school. The burden of the whole family fell on one person. It was better not to mention the feeling.

"It's good to go to a technical secondary school. After three years, you can get a good job and get 37 yuan salary immediately. After becoming a regular employee, you can only get 42 yuan. I envy you."

When talking about salary, Liu Hongtao smiled, and it was obvious that he was looking forward to his future life.

At noon, Zhang Yu and Zhang Guifang forced Liu Hongtao to stay at home for lunch. After lunch, they had a "battle" of pushing and shouting, and only one pack of the two snacks was left. "Squad leader, why do I still want to eat cakes when I'm this old? Take them back for my brothers and sisters."

In the afternoon, when Zhang Yu sent Liu Hongtao to the entrance of the alley, Liu Hongtao waved his hand and said, "Don't send me off. My home is not far from here. You should go back soon."

"Okay, I won't see you off. Be careful on your way."

While watching Liu Hongtao go away, he happened to run into his neighbor who worked in the post office and told him that there was a large package for him.

Zhang Yu turned around and went to the post office, and found that the packages were sent by his parents' comrades-in-arms. There were six packages in total, and the largest one was sent from the army by several uncles.

The few small ones were sent by retired comrades from all over the world.

It was all kinds of supplements and specialties. When he opened the letter and saw the instructions inside, it was obvious that they knew he was injured.

Zhang Yu felt warm at the concern of these uncles and thought about giving them something in return.

When he was about to go home to pack some things, he saw someone buying stamps. If he was not mistaken, it was a misprinted stamp of the 54 Student Union. He knew this stamp very well.

A senior who joined the company with him found this stamp when his house was demolished, and was bought by a big boss for 80 yuan. You have to know that it was 10 years ago. For this reason, he did not ask for the demolition money, but chose to ask for a house. Now he lives a very comfortable life, never gets off work late, never works overtime, because he has a rent subsidy, and he is very proud of the two stamps every time he talks about them.

Zhang Yu was very envious of this. For a while, he wanted to find a bargain, so he paid special attention to various stamps. But he didn't have that luck at that time. But now he has it, so he has to pay more attention to it in the future.

This set of stamps was issued by the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications of China on September 1958, 9. It is a set of 4 stamps of the "Fifth Congress of the International Student Union". The stamps were discontinued because the name was mistakenly written as "Fifth World Student Congress". After being corrected to "Fifth Congress of the International Student Union", it was officially issued on the opening day of the conference.

The wrong ticket was quickly recalled, and it seemed that today was his luck.

"Comrade, I want some stamps like his, too."

"There are two more versions. Do you want both? They are more expensive?" the counter staff asked.

"Yes, yes, yes. I want both. How much do you want?"

"..."

Feeling that he had gotten a great bargain, Zhang Yu excitedly paid for the stamps and took them home.

Even though I know in my heart that this version of stamps is sold at such a high price in later generations, firstly, it is a wrong version, and secondly, it is not well preserved, so few of them have been handed down to later generations. After all, things are valuable because they are rare.

But he couldn't stop himself from being happy. The feeling that he had gotten a great deal made him happy for several days.

What's more, the stamps are in his hands, so it is up to him to decide whether to release them or not.

He updated his aspirations and thought that he might not do any business after the reform and opening up. He knew his own strengths and weaknesses and that he was not cut out for business.

Compared to doing business, he would rather save more money from now on. If possible, he can buy some calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, jade, jadeite and the like to leave them to future generations.

When the policy allows courtyard houses to be traded privately, he will at least buy two or three units, and wait for them to appreciate in value and be demolished, thus satisfying his desire to become a demolition household and a landlord.

After the opening up, what he wanted to do most was to rent some land in the suburbs of Beijing, build a small estate, grow some green vegetables and fruits, raise some animals, and become self-sufficient.

No need to worry about spraying pesticides or feeding fattening drugs, just thinking about that kind of life is wonderful.

Of course, the premise of beauty is to have a certain economic foundation so that you can have no worries.

He plans to go around these few days and take out some sausages, cured chickens, etc. for various reasons, hoping to send some things to his parents' comrades-in-arms who mailed things.

Thinking of this, I realized that I forgot to sign in yesterday, what a waste.

"The system starts signing in today."

"Ding, sign-in is successful. Congratulations to the host for winning two yuan in cash and two 50-year-old ginsengs."

"Ginseng!" Zhang Yu exclaimed. The system was so generous today that he signed in for two 50-year-old ginsengs. Compared with exchanging them for money, they were of greater use to him.

It just so happened that my aunt and uncle both came from that war-torn era, so it was inevitable that their bodies had suffered a lot of damage. Ginseng has the effects of replenishing vital energy, restoring the pulse, strengthening the spleen and lungs, promoting body fluid and nourishing blood, and calming the mind and improving intelligence, which is just right for restoring the body.

He planned to use it to make ginseng wine. When the wine was ready, he would let his aunt and uncle drink a glass every two days, which would always be good for the body.

I also need to send some to my parents' comrades-in-arms, because as soldiers, their health has suffered even greater damage.

To this end, he specially sought a recipe from an old Chinese doctor and added a lot of medicinal herbs into it.

Zhang Guifang fully agreed when she knew that Zhang Yu wanted to send something to his brother and sister-in-law's comrades-in-arms. Comradeship is comradeship, and taking care of the younger generations of comrades-in-arms is someone's intention, but this thing is a two-way thing.

Zhang Guifang was very happy that Zhang Yu knew how to manage this relationship, and thought that he had grown up and had the mind of an adult.

Zhang Guifang has a great skill in making sauce. Whenever the neighbors make sauce, they will ask Zhang Guifang for guidance.

It just so happened that some time ago, the weather was hot before summer, making it easier for soybean paste to ferment, so she made a jar of soybean paste, but she hasn't eaten it yet.

In order to make delicious sauce, I specially found out the remaining meat coupons of this month, borrowed a lot from neighbors and colleagues, and asked someone to help save some meat. I got seven or eight kilograms at one time.

I found dried mushrooms in Zhang Yu's kitchen, soaked them, cut them into small cubes, chopped the ginger, garlic and other seasonings into fine pieces, and chopped the meat.

Then pour in the oil, wait until the oil is 50% hot, add the minced meat, mash it with a spatula, stir-fry until small bubbles appear in the oil, then pour in the mushrooms, fry the mushrooms until dry, add the ginger and garlic, stir-fry for a while, then turn to low heat and stir-fry for a while, until all the water is fried dry, then add salt, pepper powder and some other seasonings, stir-fry evenly, and serve.

After the mushroom meat sauce has cooled, pour it into the prepared canning jars, cover them with lids and seal them.

In order to collect all the cans, my aunt-in-law rarely took out her treasured cans, which made the whole family very happy.

Once the mushroom ragù is ready, place a few bottles in each package and stuff them in straw to prevent them from bursting.

When he was sending something, some of the words the postman said made him feel a little strange.

"Are you here to send something?"

"Well, Brother Li, I'm here to send something. My parents' comrades-in-arms knew that I was injured, so they sent me a lot of things. I thought I had to let them know that I was safe." Seeing that it was the neighbor who told him about his package that day, Zhang Yu replied with a smile.

"It's time to report that you're safe. Have you packed your things? We need to check them according to regulations."

"It's packed. Brother Li, please check. The contents are similar."

The two were checking the things to be sent and chatting at the same time. At this moment, a young man came over to get the package. Li Shengxian found it for him first, and the man signed and turned away.

For some reason, Zhang Yu always felt a little uncomfortable when watching the way he walked.

"You have to send a lot!" Li Sheng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the pile of things.

"This isn't more than what was sent over. I can't be stingy, can I?"

"That's right. I saw you bring a lot of things back that day. Come to think of it, you receive much more mail than the average person. You used to receive a package every month." Li Sheng suddenly stopped talking. The packages he received before were because Zhang Yu's parents were still alive and serving in the army, and they sent him packages every month. Now that he is talking about this, isn't he speaking about Zhang Yu's pain point?

"Xiao Yu, look at my mouth, I don't know how to