Siheyuan: Starting to work in the security department

Taiyuan

Majiagou Village

In the dilapidated thatched hut, a young boy with a childish face was lying on the worn-out bed, with blood still oozing from the wound on the back of his head.

suddenly!

The boy sat up suddenly, taking deep breaths.

call...

Niu Ping'an looked around curiously.

There were shabby furniture, leaky mud walls, and a shabby square table with a missing leg leaning against the wall.

"Where is this? Was he saved by a kind person?

This family is poor enough..."

Niu Ping'an was still muttering to himself when he suddenly felt his head swell up.

A large number of memories flooded into his mind, and Niu Pingan suddenly stood there in a daze.

"September 1961..."

Niu Ping'an looked incredulous.

It was just because I felt a little hot while camping in the middle of the night, so I took a swim in the ditch next to the camp.

But the water, which was only one meter deep, suddenly formed a whirlpool and sucked him in.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he traveled back to 1961. The boy whose body was occupied was also called Niu Ping'an, and he was 16 years old this year.

My mother died young, and my father also passed away last year.

The country is in a difficult period now and no one has enough food to eat. Niu Ping'an felt dizzy while working today and fainted on the ground.

He hit his head on a rock and was carried back by the villagers.

I thought he just fainted from hunger, but I didn't expect he died instantly.

It took Niu Ping'an a while to accept the fact that he had traveled through time.

"In that case, then...

System, come out!"

Niu Ping'an adjusted his thoughts and shouted into the air.

Niu Ping'an, who is familiar with various online articles, understands that since he has traveled through time, there must be an indescribable force that brought him here.

"Ding... The good and evil system is activated, and the host can see the kindness and malice of others.

The host is rewarded with one thousand cubic meters of storage space, which can only hold inanimate objects and time remains stationary.

A big survival gift pack for the host has been put into the space, please check it!

This task has been completed, and the automatic five-star rating has been given. Goodbye, host! "

Niu Ping'an was still marveling at the existence of the system, but he didn't expect the system to just throw the things away and run away. He was caught off guard.

"Hashibean Sack..."

Niu Ping'an unconsciously made the same gesture as Erkang, his heart racing.

"Brother Tongzi, are you there?"

……

"Brother, let's talk about this before we leave!"

……

call...

After trying several times without getting any response from the system, Niu Ping'an became a little frustrated.

This is the 1960s. How can he, a person who lives in the 21st century and just wants to eat and die, survive?

Since it has happened, just accept it.

"I just hope my brother will be nicer to our parents!"

In his previous life, Niu Ping'an didn't make much of a difference after graduating from university, but his parents didn't despise him at all.

Now my soul has traveled to another world, fortunately I am not the only son in the family. I just hope my younger brother will be nicer to our parents.

Niu Ping'an was at a loss and had to check how much supplies the system had reserved.

By concentrating his attention, Niu Ping'an could clearly see the situation in the space.

The 10MX10MX10M space is filled with various supplies.

Niu Pingan took a quick look:

One ton of raw meat (chicken, duck, goose, pork, beef, lamb);

One ton of grain (flour, rice, cornmeal);

One ton of vegetables (potatoes, cabbage, green onions, greens, carrots, peppers, etc.);

a ton of fruit (apples, pears, oranges, etc.);

There are hundreds of bolts of cloth (cotton, woolen, rayon, cotton poplin, woven cotton satin, etc.);

Big black 100 cards;

A 100-pound gift pack of seasonings (oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, sugar).

These are all common supplies of this era, and the space, which is not very large to begin with, has a sense of fullness.

Niu Ping'an calculated in his mind that although it was far less than what other systems gave, these supplies were enough for him to squander for several years.

His mood suddenly became very good, the corners of his mouth stretched to his ears, and he wanted to roar to the sky.

I was sitting on the bed, grinning foolishly and fantasizing about the wonderful life that was to come, when suddenly the door was pushed open.

"Ping An, you're awake, come and eat something."

The visitor was an old man with white hair and beard, the village chief of Majiagou Village.

As he spoke, he handed the sweet potato in his hand to Niu Ping'an.

Niu Ping'an's thoughts were interrupted. When he saw the person coming, he learned the person's information from his memory.

"Grandpa Village Chief, please eat. I'm not hungry yet."

Niu Ping'an already knew the situation in the village over the years. The villagers had not had a full meal for several years.

It's ironic that I farm all year round but never have enough to eat.

Although he was a little hungry, Niu Ping'an couldn't help but stretch out his hand when he saw the skinny old man.

"Don't lie to me, kid. You're so hungry that you're fainting."

The village chief smiled bitterly and shook his head, and did not take back the sweet potatoes because of Niu Ping'an's words.

"Please eat. I have some food at home. I can cook some cornmeal porridge later."

Niu Ping'an did not take it. Food was very precious these days and every bite could be life-saving food.

The commune abolished the communal dining system some time ago, and now every family is allocated food and cooks their own meals at home.

It's as thin as water, how can I feel full?

When the village chief saw that Niu Ping'an refused to take it, he sighed and took back the sweet potato.

Only then did Niu Ping'an notice the green number 70 displayed above the village chief's head.

I immediately understood that this must be the effect of the golden finger.

Green represents safety and health, and should be the goodwill value.

More than ten years ago, Niu Ping'an's parents eloped from their hometown to Majiagou area and rescued a woman who was almost insulted by a bully.

Finally, because Niu Ping'an's mother was pregnant, he settled down at the enthusiastic invitation of the villagers.

I have lived here for sixteen years and have completely integrated into Majiagou.

"By the way, Ping An, I heard that the commune received a telegram from your father a few days ago. Have you checked it?"

After hearing what the village chief said, Niu Ping'an searched his memory again.

It didn't take long to understand what was going on.

It turns out that Niu Ping'an has an uncle named Niu Baoguo, who followed the army to participate in the revolution in his early years.

When I returned to my hometown after demobilization to look for my relatives, I found out that my brother had already left.

He has never given up looking for his brother in the past few years. Some time ago, the commune received a telegram and went to Niu Ping'an's home to find out the situation.

Finally, Niu Ping'an got in touch with Niu Baoguo and learned that his brother and his wife had passed away, leaving behind only a son.

Niu Baoguo immediately suggested that Niu Ping'an go to live in Sijiu City.

But Niu Ping'an is now penniless and cannot even afford a train ticket, and the villagers have no money to lend him.

I can only wait for Niu Baoguo to send the money before I can set off.

"I have been there. It was my uncle who asked me to go to Sijiucheng."

"What do you think, Ping An?"

"Go ahead, there is no way out of the village."

Farmers have had a very hard time in recent years, so they might try their luck in Sijiucheng.

"It's good to go to the city, it's good to have your uncle take care of you.

If I could find a job and eat the public food, I wouldn’t have to worry about going hungry.”

The village chief sighed, but he didn't seem to know much about the situation in the city.

Although there is a quota for urban hukou, very few people can have enough food to eat these days.

Niu Ping'an knew a little about it, but he didn't explain much, just nodded.

"Okay, I'm glad you woke up. Don't go earn work points these days. Get some rest. Your head is still bleeding!"

Seeing that Niu was safe and sound and nothing serious happened, the village chief said goodbye and left.

Niu Ping'an touched the wound with his hand, grimacing in pain, and there was still some blood that had not dried yet.

His stomach started to growl, so Niu Ping'an quickly got out of bed and locked the door.

Passing by the dressing mirror with a missing corner, Niu Ping'an took a careful look at his current body.

He has a youthful and regular face, dark yellow skin and is a bit thin. He is considered a handsome boy. As for his height, he measured it against the door frame and it was less than 1.7 meters.

“It’s OK, I’m still young, I can still grow!

Even if I can’t grow tall, it’s okay. With my looks, it’s not too much to be with a rich woman, right? ? "

Niu Ping'an comforted himself a lot.

I don’t really care about my height. In this era where the average height is only about 1.6 meters, being too tall is not a good thing.

Being tall makes it a waste of fabric to wear clothes, let alone do anything. Tall people have always been the focus.

When I opened the rice jar, I saw only a thin layer of corn flour left. If it was cooked thinly, it would probably be enough for one or two meals.

Feeling weak in his body, Niu Ping'an did not delay any longer. He took out a small piece of pork and some rice and cooked a pot of lean meat porridge.

In my previous life, as a brick-moving guy, I had to learn how to cook, but the taste was a bit disappointing.

After happily filling his stomach, Niu Ping'an lay on the bed and began to plan again.

There are still a lot of supplies in the space now, and we have to quietly turn them into food.

It would be inconvenient if we went to the city.

As for distributing some of the supplies to the villagers, Niu Ping'an rejected it without even thinking about it.

That will only put yourself in danger.

People who are hungry can do anything.

After resting in bed for a while, Niu Ping'an got up again and started to work.

Take out the flour and ferment it. There is no yeast powder at this time, so we use old dough for fermentation.

That is to say, use a small piece of dough left from the last steamed buns as the "dough seed".

However, when fermenting the new dough, you need to add some edible baking soda. If you don’t add edible baking soda, the steamed buns will be too sour to eat.

After leaving the dough to ferment, Niu Ping'an took out the pork, mutton, green onions and cabbage and started chopping the stuffing.

The dough used for making dumplings does not need to be fermented. Niu Ping'an was busy until the evening before he finished making the dumplings.

Cabbage and pork filling, pork and green onion filling, lamb and green onion filling.

After having dumplings for dinner, Niu Ping'an was busy making buns.

As for why we make dumplings and buns, it is because these two things have little taste.

If you take the meat out and stew it directly, the smell will be smelled throughout the village.

Niu Ping'an worked under the kerosene lamp until late at night before he finished finishing ten kilograms of bread.

More than ten pounds of meat were used and more than fifty big meat buns were obtained.

Niu Ping'an secretly estimated that today's busy schedule would be enough to feed him for a month or so.