Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

After listening to the staff, Feng Qingxue asked: "Is there any difference?"

"Rough processing means whole wheat flour, brown rice, and cornmeal are also coarse. Fine processing is the opposite. According to your requirements, the flour can produce special first flour and special second flour. According to the flour extraction rate, it can be divided into 20 flour, 30 flour, and up to 80 flour. , rice is also white rice.”

Feng Qingxue didn't understand what the staff meant at all, "Just process polished rice and white flour for us! The best and finest white flour, the best white rice, and the corn flour as fine as possible."

"Are they all special grade? Okay! Special powder, polished white rice!"

The staff asked the person to be weighed first without saying a word.

The processing fee was calculated based on the weight of the grain, which was one penny per pound. Feng Qingxue paid the fee first.

(Note: I really can’t find any information about grain processing fees. Calculated based on the price of finished grains, it should be about one cent. If you have information about this, you can leave a message, and then I will modify the price. Thank you!)

The one hundred kilograms of wheat washed by Feng Qingxue was actually an approximate number, not precise. Now after weighing it, I found out that it was one hundred and three kilograms.

In this way, she washed more than a hundred kilograms at the beginning.

One hundred and three kilograms of wheat produced a total of seventy kilograms of flour. Because there was no bleaching powder, it was not snow white, but slightly yellow.

Ninety-eight jins of rice yielded 60 jins of white rice and about ten jins of broken rice.

The loss of corn is small. The bran is separated from the wheat, and the husk is removed from the rice. There is no loss in this aspect of corn flour, so more than 200 kilograms of corn produce 200 kilograms of cornmeal.

During the processing, the white rice and cornmeal are directly put into the cloth bags that Feng Qingxue washed and dried.

With the help of the staff, the grain was loaded onto the truck and left the entrance of the mill, allowing the people in line behind to go in for processing. Then the three Fengqingxue Niangs looked at me and I looked at you, and they all laughed.

It turned out that the two children were not wearing bamboo hats, and their heads and faces were covered in dust and white.

Feng Qingxue, who was wearing a bamboo hat and a square scarf, was in a better situation than them, except that her clothes and bamboo hat were covered with a layer of dust.

"Hurry up!" Feng Qingxue took off the square scarf from her neck, shook it, shook off the dust, and then used it as a feather duster to beat the dust off their bodies. Her movements were very gentle, and Lu Tianjun took it. He and Guancheng beat each other, and then helped Feng Qingxue dust the dust on her hat and clothes, finally getting them clean.

Their busy work on the roadside attracted the envious looks of many passers-by.

Who wouldn’t be jealous of the food that’s gleaming in the car?

They drove away quickly and went to buy cloth and cotton tires. Feng Qingxue sent about 30 kilograms of cornmeal, about 10 kilograms of flour, and about 10 kilograms of wheat bran to Lu Jiang's comrades in the northwest.

Although this comrade-in-arms did not write to them, Feng Qingxue had recently seen information saying that the conditions in the northwest were very difficult.

Therefore, when there was food, Feng Qingxue sent it to him first to maintain the friendship between Lu Jiang and his comrades.

After finishing their work and leaving the city, the road gradually became deserted. A young man in his twenties, riding an old bicycle, stopped in front of their car. First he playfully called "big sister, big brother", and they were so intimate that they felt like they knew each other, and then He lowered his voice and said: "Big sister, big brother, let's not talk nonsense. You have food and I have money. Can we make a deal quietly?"

Feng Qingxue shook her head, "In our family, there are elders and younger ones, all of whom are waiting for this little food to eat!" If we are not relatives, what can we change? She didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.