Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 349 Chapter 348 Labor
When Tang Zhitong went home yesterday, in addition to a lunch box of stewed rabbit meat, he also brought back two bags of beans, one of soybeans and the other of mung beans.

The reason why there is an extra pack of mung beans is that Tang Zhitong personally doesn't like soybean sprouts because they have a fishy smell, so he can't think too much about it, and he won't be able to eat it if he thinks too much.

Although the family has not yet reached the level of malnutrition, since Tang Zhitong has this ability, he can't wait until then to exert his strength, right?
As for the source, Tang Zhitong thought about it and withheld it from the 400 yuan left for the "old leader". However, Zhang Guifang and Xiao Wang didn't even ask when they got home.

The family's habits are also very good, saving Tang Zhitong's saliva.

Zhang Guifang started making bean sprouts after dinner last night, but she definitely won't be able to eat them today because the entire soaking process of bean sprouts takes about 5 days, and the time needs to be extended appropriately in winter.

Zhang Guifang still couldn't buy food today, so she prepared two bowls of pickles to go with her meal.

Tang Zhitong put down his schoolbag, washed his hands, rummaged through the cabinets and found some peanuts, planning to stir-fry them.

"You kid, how many days have you been without food?" Although Zhang Guifang didn't stop her, she still complained a little.

"Mom, I will prepare a dish for the classmate dinner tomorrow." Tang Zhitong explained a little to his mother.

"Oh. Just do it. Just do it." Zhang Guifang is reasonable and doesn't care as long as the reason is legitimate.

Fry the peanuts until the outside changes color and turns slightly yellow. At this time, they are about 70 to 80% ripe. You can take them out of the pot and let them cool down before eating. If you wait until the color deepens and then take them out of the pot, they will be over-fried and they will become bitter.

Deep frying consumes too much oil. Tang Zhitong looked at his own oil bottle and saw that pouring it all in was not enough, so he decided to settle for frying over slow heat. Although slower, control the heat and stir frequently, the effect would be almost the same.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Xiao Wang said nothing more and smiled at Tang Zhitong.

In fact, fried peanuts can be eaten even if they are not completely cooled, but they are just not crispy enough.

"College roommates, Lu Jian and the others. Last time, they charged 60 cents for the stationery bag. Lu Jian felt that he was taking advantage. If he had to treat him, I couldn't go empty-handed." Tang Zhitong turned over the pot and gave it to the little boy. Classmate Wang explained.

"If you don't come back for dinner, I won't be able to pick you up from get off work. I'll go home and sleep at night." Tang Zhitong took a bite of the apple and winked at Xiao Wang when he said he was going home to sleep.

"What classmate are you gathering with?" Xiao Wang asked after his sister-in-law entered the room.

"Okay! I'll go write now." Fengzhi became more energetic after hearing this. She speeded up her eating of the apple, carefully gnawed the apple until there was only a core left, raised her hand and threw it into the chicken coop. A cheeky boy went into the house to do his homework.

"Oh, will you come back for dinner tomorrow?" Xiao Wang ate slowly, and there was still a quarter of an apple left. She bit off the core in the middle, followed her sister-in-law's example and threw it into the chicken pen, then stood up and put it in the chicken coop. The apple was handed to Tang Zhitong's mouth.

"Oh, okay." Tang Zhitong couldn't talk back. He was thinking about finding an opportunity to bring some food to the house later. Although his mother didn't say it, he could guess that after Fengzhi went to school, her mother would definitely go there. There was a long line.

"I can't cut pumpkins and winter melons. I'm thinking about eating them when the weather gets cooler. Then I can cut them and store them for two more days." Zhang Guifang manages the family's diet and has her own plans. During these days, she has personally Feeling the tightness of supply, she worried a lot so that her family could have food every now and then.

Classmate Xiao Wang led Fengzhi, each of them chewed an apple, and watched with interest as his man fried peanuts.

After the peanuts came out of the pot, Tang Zhitong poured them into the enamel tea tray, added a little white wine to it, turned it over evenly and spread it thinly, and let it cool down as quickly as possible.

The stove was at the door. Tang Zhitong washed the peanuts, controlled the water, and took the pot to the door to fry.

"Mom, you can't stop eating even if you can't buy vegetables. You can adjust the winter melons and pumpkins prepared at home. As long as these two months pass, won't there be vegetables when the cabbage comes out?" Tang Zhitong was washing the peanuts. I picked up two more handfuls from the space and put them in. I couldn't just eat them myself, but I also had to let my family taste them tonight.

There are two common ways to make peanuts, one is boiling, which requires soaking in advance, and the other is frying.

"Brother, these peanuts taste so good." Fengzhi looked at the peanuts with his eyes straight and said while swallowing the apple.

"Have you finished your homework? I'll give it to you when it's done." Tang Zhitong glanced at his sister. Is there anything else he doesn't understand? He was obviously greedy for peanuts, his face was a bit thinner than that of his brother-in-law, and his words were not so straightforward.

Tang Zhitong felt that this smile contained several + sugars, which was sweeter than the apple just now.

"Don't worry, I won't drink too much, and I won't be traveling at night. Tomorrow morning we will open up wasteland and plant carrots, and we will sit together in the afternoon. We can go back at seven or eight o'clock at most." Tang Zhitong shook his head in front of the apple that hit his mouth again. He signaled that he would not eat and let Xiao Wang eat.

"Don't go back if you drink too much. It's just a waste of time." It's just the beginning of the lunar calendar. The moon's brightness is limited. There are no street lights in the wilderness. Even the street lights in the city are turned off at regular intervals. Xiao Wang is worried that her husband will not be able to walk alone at night. Safety.

Looking at Fengzhi's eyes, Tang Zhitong felt that tonight's peanuts couldn't wait to cool down and become crispy...

Looking at the oily wok, this layer of oil cannot be wasted. Tang Zhitong simply poured some vinegar, sugar, a little soy sauce and salt, brought it to a boil, poured it into a bowl and let it cool down before eating.

Old vinegar peanuts are sour and sweet, suitable for all ages. The ratio of vinegar to sugar depends on personal taste. Tang Zhitong likes the volume of 2:1, that is, two spoons of vinegar and one spoon of sugar. If you want to adjust more sauce, just follow this ratio. Add materials simultaneously.

In order to enjoy this dish, I started eating later than before tonight.

Since there are no onions or green peppers at home to match the color, the old vinegar peanuts really only have old vinegar and peanuts, but the taste is not that good, which can be seen from the frequency with which Fengzhi stretches out his chopsticks.

September 1959, 9, Tuesday, the sixth day of the eighth lunar month, was sunny.

White dew today.

White dew is the solar term, the summer heat is gradually disappearing, the autumn is high and the air is crisp, the dew is condensed in the cold, the osmanthus is fragrant, migratory birds fly south, and the resident birds store food.

Tang Zhitong felt the coolness in the air and put on the coat that Xiao Wang found for him.

Presumably the little squirrels in the Northeast Forest Farm have already begun to store nuts for themselves for the winter, right?
At that time, should we replace the squirrel with rocks?

In the eyes of the little squirrel, does it seem a bit wicked?
"Aren't we going to open up wasteland today? I've found a pair of gloves for you. Put them on when the time comes and save your hands from scratches." Xiao Wang came out of the wing and handed a pair of gloves to Tang Zhitong, who was in a daze at the door.

"We don't need this, right? It's quite eye-catching." Tang Zhitong hesitated and didn't answer.

"Doesn't it hurt your hands after grinding them? My hands are so rough that I feel pricked." Classmate Xiao Wang forced it on Tang Zhitong. The young couple's night life always requires some physical contact, but because the man in his family worked a lot in the past, his palms were too much. It's still a bit cocooned, so the friction coefficient is a bit high. "Okay, then I'll think about it later." Xiao Wang didn't say it before, and Tang Zhitong didn't think about it either. Now that I know it this time, I have to find a way to remove the calluses later.

After having breakfast with pickles, Tang Zhitong sprinkled a handful of salt into the peanuts, mixed well and poured it into the lunch box. He took three more steamed buns and packed up to go out.

Tang Zhitong, Wang Jingwen and Tang Fengzhen had some overlapping routes. When the three of them rode to the south entrance of Wangfujing Street, Wang Jingying was already waiting here.

Ever since the day Fengzhen and Jingying had lunch together, the two girls had made an appointment to go to school together in the morning and walk together after school in the afternoon.

Two identical bicycles, the two girls are about the same height, short, fat, and thin, and both have the same braids. From the back, they look like two biological sisters.

The four of them rode west together and separated at the south entrance of Fuyou Street. The two sisters continued riding west. At the next intersection, turn north and walk 500 meters to Damucang Hutong. 600 meters into the alley is the Experimental Middle School.

Tang Zhitong and Xiao Wang rode north along Fuyou Street and crossed Fuyou Street, diagonally opposite Beitu. Tang Zhitong rode along Xisi North Street and Xinjiekou Street until they reached the school.

"In two days, it will get dark early. Do you want to pick up my sister in the morning and at night?" Wang Jingwen asked while walking north along Fuyou Street.

"Okay, I'll pick you up after a while." Tang Zhitong didn't refuse. Although the security here is very good, as time goes by, the food supply will become increasingly tight. It's hard to say what people will do if they are hungry and anxious. .

It shouldn't be a robbery. After all, I'm hungry and don't have the energy to think about it. It's still possible to steal a fortune, but I don't know if I will take the risk and kill someone. But Tang Zhitong didn't dare to gamble.

When he arrived at the College of Posts and Telecommunications, Tang Zhitong went back to the dormitory first and put down his things. There was no one in the dormitory. There was a note on the table "Gather in front of the Cable Building", signed by Luo Zhiping.

Well, Tang Zhitong hurried towards the instruction point again. When he arrived, the entire freshmen students in the cable department were already lined up and ready to go.

Tang Zhitong consciously stood at the end of the team and took the lead from Lu Jian.

"Students, the scope of work in our respective classes has been defined from the beginning. The college has agreed to give 20% of the output as a reward for the practical class. After the harvest is harvested, each class will distribute it separately. It is up to each student to decide how to use it. "When it was time to set off, the head of the department stood on the steps at the door of the cable department teaching building and announced to everyone.

The department head's words aroused quite a bit of discussion. Tang Zhitong was a little surprised, but it made sense after thinking about it carefully.

At present, rural areas have become communes, and land and other means of production are collectively owned. Commune members do not receive wages, but crops will be distributed at the end of the year based on their performance.

The means of production on farms in the northwest and other places are also collectively owned. Although the environment is very difficult, there are wages and quotas.

Now it’s the turn of the College of Posts and Telecommunications. The land belongs to the college, and the tools are borrowed by the college. The students also usually receive rations and bursaries. It’s already very good to be able to give 20% of the output.

After the department head finished his lecture, a short time later, the large troops started to move.

The head of the department promised to encourage everyone. Although everyone was a little tired, they all worked very hard today.

Needless to say, students who come from rural areas have experiences that are engraved into their souls no matter what the situation is at home.

The situation is similar for students from working-class families. Although there are rations, before they came to the college, the rations had been compressed four or nine times earlier. Meat and cooking oil were also "spared", and they experienced the hunger in advance. Feel.

This batch of carrots is different from everyone else’s food ration and is “disposable”, which means you can keep them and take them home during the holidays!
The temptation is too great! They are all raised by their mother-in-law, so who doesn’t want to subsidize their family?
It is no exaggeration to say that the labor scene is in full swing. Everyone is working very hard, whether it is the trainee or the girl who has agreed to turn on the water.

After the female classmate finished fetching water, she raised her head consciously.

None of the classmates wore gloves, so Tang Zhitong naturally didn't either, and blisters developed within a short time.

Tang Zhitong pricked the blisters and continued to fuck. Isn't it just painful? In front of the non-staple food, what does it mean to be in pain?
The students who came from rural areas worked the hardest and never stopped waving their heads. Even when they sang, few people responded. Singing would only affect the speed of waving their heads!

The department originally thought that each class would need most of the day to complete the work within their respective scopes, but they did not expect that most of the classes would finish it in one morning.

The department was not in a position to change his mind, so the afternoon became rest time.

Class 593 is different from other classes. They did not disperse immediately after returning the tools after finishing the work. Instead, they gathered together and waited for several girls to apply purple potion.

Everyone in the class had blisters on their hands, including Lu Shi, Gu Mancang and others who were accustomed to farm work.

Since I finished my work early, the dinner planned for the afternoon was also moved to noon.

Lu Jian was not stingy. He called the whole dormitory and stated that he was responsible for the drinks. Everyone took it into their own hands and went to get food and rice one after another.

The College of Posts and Telecommunications is similar to some large courtyards, with bathhouses, post offices, canteens, canteens, hospitals, and barber shops all available, except that there is no swimming pool.

However, Tang Zhitong heard that the college planned to build a swimming pool this year, and even the address was chosen, just north of the playground.

Some people may say that there is no cinema, but this cinema is actually not available in many courtyards. They just put up a curtain on the open space and put it directly. The College of Posts and Telecommunications completed this activity on the playground, so it cannot be considered a shortage.

Tang Zhitong didn't buy wine or pick up vegetables, because he brought a portion of peanuts, which were considered hard dishes at the moment.

In addition, Tang Zhitong also plans to make a cucumber pat, which does not require any kitchen utensils and can be made in the dormitory.

Tang Zhitong washed four cucumbers in the dormitory while his roommates were busy getting food, then crushed two cucumbers directly on the clean table with the lid of the lunch box, then broke them into pieces and put them in the lunch box.

I picked up a head of garlic, crushed it hard, broke it into small pieces, and put it in the lunch box.

Then grab some soy sauce, sugar and cooking oil from the space and put them into the lunch box, cover it with a lid, pinch it tightly, and just like a bartender in a bar, pump it up and down and left and right, and a simple version of smashed cucumber is ready.

(End of this chapter)