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Chapter 30, not everyone can afford meat.

You must know that once you give up the ration, you only have so many meal tickets, and you can't buy more if you want to eat.

Zhao Chuanliang thought.

This guy's grades are also very good, and he's from the city. He probably won't pass the technical secondary school exam, but will definitely go to high school.

When he was in his third year of high school, he would definitely be the backbone of that group of boys.

Unable to brush their teeth, and did not eat breakfast, the group of people rinsed their mouths and stayed for a while.

Zhao Chuanliang looked at several people with squinted eyes, which was a sign of obvious swelling.

After thinking for a while, I pretended to take out a small cloth bag from the upper bunk.

"food?"

Seeing the cloth bag, Sun Feng's eyes lit up, and he hurried over to it, and naturally the other two did too.

"Well, let's eat."

Zhao Chuanliang opened the bag, and there was a small handful of fried soybeans in it, some fried on the way.

Just a little over two or two, just a few hundred.

"Huo, soybeans!"

Sun Feng's eyes were bright and he grabbed a little bit, but he didn't grab too much, just a handful, about ten.

I happily dropped one and put it in my mouth.

Li Lei was not polite, and Wen Yugui, who was a little embarrassed, gave him some under Li Lei's action.

Everyone didn't take too much, only took a dozen or so.

Soybeans are a rare commodity now, and only a little bit is planted on private plots in rural areas, and the quantity is not very large.

After all, there are other things to grow.

Putting it in their mouths and chewing it, several people enjoyed it.

Li Lei chewed on the soybeans, and smiled at the three of them, "We finally get the treatment of an old scalper in the production team!"

Everyone laughed when they heard the words.

Indeed, in recent years, only the old scalpers in the production team can often eat some fried soybeans to ensure nutrition, which is very expensive.

Anyway, more precious than people.

It is higher than the patient level in the hospital.

Sitting by the bed of the lower bunk, several people were chatting there, one was talking about the harvest in the countryside, and the other was talking about school affairs.

Zhao Chuanliang looked at the empty bed, and asked strangely: "Where are Tian Rudong and Liu Wei? Didn't they come?"

The two were naturally the last two in the dormitory.

Sun Feng shook his head: "I didn't come."

Then there was a burst of strangeness: "These two guys should not stop coming, I thought you wouldn't come! It made me sad for a long time."

Zhao Chuanliang smiled. Indeed, among the few people in the dormitory, the mountain area where he was located was the most difficult.

He is most likely not to come.

And Tian Rudong and Liu Wei are near the Yongding River, relatively speaking, they are better than them, but they are not enough.

The main reason is that those who don't come are fools.

Put this ration here!

Where can I buy such cheap food, there is no cheaper one, and I have to borrow money.

While talking, Sun Feng thought of something, and said to him: "Oh, by the way, Wang Keke came to the dormitory to look for you last evening, and he was very angry. What's going on?"

Hearing this, Zhao Chuanliang smiled awkwardly.

Last time I got angry with that old man Wang, I don't know if this girl found out, if she found out, it would be embarrassing.

Then he shook his head expressionlessly: "I don't know!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, I went directly to the class.

There are only two classes in one grade, Wen Yugui's Class 1 and Zhao Chuanliang's Class 2, with a total of only a hundred students.

There are more than 300 people in one school.

Entering the class, some familiar people greeted each other, and others just glanced at them.

Everyone has a circle, and so do students.

There are even people who have been classmates for three years and can't even remember their names very clearly, but there are really few people in the class who don't know him.

When I returned to my seat, the books were still on the desk.

He is probably the only one in the class who doesn't bring books during the holidays.

Sun Feng is in his dormitory, and also his deskmate.

Zhao Chuanliang sat for a while, chatted with a few familiar people next to him, then got up and walked to the place where the noodles were kneaded.

The position in the first row was Wu Hemin, the squad leader and life committee member.

"Squad Leader Wu, where are my meal and vegetable tickets? Have you received them?"

When he came close, he asked directly.

Wu Hemin had seen him come in a long time ago, and saw him coming to ask questions, so he smiled and said: "Oh, take it, I also said that if you don't come, I will release Teacher Kang!"

He doesn't want to provoke this guy. One reason is that the other party is good at studying, and he is not as good as him. Another reason is that this guy is from the countryside. He is too rude. If he gets angry, he might really do it.

While talking, he took out a lunch box from his schoolbag.

Inside, there are four types of receipts bound with rubber bands.

Listed some quantities from it and handed it to him.

Zhao Chuanliang took the meal ticket and looked at it, but it was not deducted from him, just like Wen Yugui said that the ration was changed.

A total of four.

There are two kinds of light yellow ones, one is printed horizontally, which is coarse grain rice tickets, and the other is printed vertically, which is fine grain rice tickets, which are common for rice and noodles.

It is similar to the previous definition of food stamps.

Moreover, fine grain stamps can be used to buy coarse grains, but not vice versa.

The other two kinds of tickets are light green in total, and they are vegetable tickets. There are 2 tickets a day, and each ticket is worth one or two.

The last one is light red, which is the ticket for the legendary food substitute.

Glanced at the other's box.

This guy doesn't give it to the teacher, how can it be possible that there is no trick in the middle.

But this is none of his business.

He returned to his seat with the ticket.

"How? Is the number correct?"

As soon as he sat down, Sun Feng who was next to him asked him in a low voice, fearing that he would be at a disadvantage.

Meal tickets are life these days!
"The number is right!"

Zhao Chuanliang said with a smile, and put the things into his pocket, but actually put them into the space.

How can there be space to put things conveniently!

After sitting down, he was there thinking about when to leave.

Come to school just to report.

I still have to go to the city, quietly dispose of some of the things in my hand, and exchange for something real.

Some can be consumed here, but the amount is too small.

Not everyone can afford meat.

If I exchanged it myself before, if it was sold, it would be difficult to sell it.

The sixteen gray wolves in the space are a lot of money, but how to trade is a problem, which still needs to be pondered.

The pigeon market in the city is much safer than in the county town and the commune, but he is alone after all.

While thinking, an old scholar in his fifties came in at the door.

Wearing a blue-gray padded jacket, a pair of black-rimmed glasses hung on his thin face.

It was Ruan Donghua, the head teacher.

Zhao Chuanliang likes to silently call him Ruan Zhonghua, mainly because if you read the name quickly, you really can't tell the difference.

After the other party came in, he stood on the podium and looked around for a week.

Finally, I took out the roll call list: "Students, let's roll the roll, and those who get the call raise their hands and answer 'yes'..."

"Wu Hemin!"

"To!"

"Kang Huilan!"

"To!"

……

"Zhao Chuanliang!"

"To!"

……

After counting the number of people, Ruan Donghua nodded slightly, already knowing the number in his heart.

Smiling at the crowd, he said, "Students, the grain harvest in the countryside is almost done, and the school vegetables are about to be harvested. If we don't harvest them now, there will be no time to plant autumn potatoes. After a while, everyone will go to the field to harvest the vegetables. After the grain is harvested, according to the harvest of our class, we will issue additional vegetable tickets according to the remaining time."

The people below were delighted to hear this.

Zhao Chuanliang shrugged at the bottom.

In fact, there is only about 3 mu of land, because it is too small, and all the vegetables are planted.

And the biggest reason for people's edema is the lack of food, which only accounts for a small part. Non-staple food, these dishes and other dishes are the biggest factor.

Now it is not only the food shortage, but also the vegetables.

Because there is no place to grow vegetables in the city, the ration is 2 taels of vegetables per person per day. What is the concept of 2 taels of vegetables? A slightly larger lettuce weighs half a catty.

It is equivalent to half a lettuce per day for one person.

Because their school has applied for some wasteland from the above, the ration is slightly higher, three taels, but the amount of autumn harvest is slightly larger, so some food tickets will be added later.

But also limited.

After all, there is little land, and it is all barren land.

There is no way, the land in the city is already tense, and it was basically divided before.

It is very rare for a class to squeeze out so many lands.

(End of this chapter)