59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

After breakfast, I saw Zhou Jing still wanted to start working with the same old equipment.

"Uncle, if you are going out to sea today, take this bottle of tiger bone and deer blood wine with you. If it is cold, you can drink it."

Chen Feng brought a jar of tiger bone and deer blood wine, but he guessed that his uncle would be reluctant to take it on board to drink.

“It’s the same if you come back and drink.”

As expected, Zhou Jing disagreed.

Grandpa took a look at the military canteen and said, "Be careful when you drink it. It will be fine if no one smells it."

"I'm too old to drink tonic wine."

"Dad." Zhou Jing whispered, "You will surely live a long life."

"Okay, it's settled." Chen Feng hung the military water bottle around his neck.

There is no fresh water in the sea and sea water cannot be drunk.

When fishermen go out, they must bring water bottles, water bags, etc.

Chen Feng got this military kettle from his home. It should have belonged to Chen Jianguo. It was covered with dust after being left in the house. Chen Hao and Chen Li fought over "Second Uncle's inheritance" and moved everything they liked to his bedroom.

Chen Feng took the aluminum kettle away.

Wait for Zhou Jing to start work.

"Cousin, can you please lend us your bicycles so we can ride them to school?" Zhou Fubo pleaded with an embarrassed look on his face.

Their school is on the other side of the commune, not too far away, just half an hour's walk.

However, the two little cousins ​​are just at the age when they are extremely vain. When they saw their cousin riding his bicycle, they especially wanted to ride over to show off.

"Okay, but you guys are done with get out of class, so keep an eye on your bikes."

Chen Feng was worried that some naughty kids would deliberately damage the bicycle.

"Okay!"

"take it!"

Zhou Fubo rode in the front and Zhou Dinghai sat in the back, and the two brothers set off excitedly.

“I hope it won’t be damaged.” Grandma was a little worried.

"It's okay. If it's broken, just fix it." Chen Feng said with a smile, "Besides, bicycles are not that easy to break."

It's really good!

Children nowadays don’t even have knives, so if they want to destroy a bicycle, they can only use stones.

Unlike elementary school students in the future, who have so many materials that they can purchase them on Taobao, they can make "stink bombs" at a young age.

"Grandma, I'm going to the beach to dig for clams."

"Okay, there aren't many beach clams right now. If you don't find any, come back. We don't need that little bit of meat to eat!"

"Ok!"

Chen Feng has no shortage of meat, he just wants to eat clams.

Although razor clams have sand in them, he likes this special texture of meat.

He always steams it without any seasoning and eats it without any side dishes. This is his unique preference.

First-year clams, also known as new clams, usually taste best in July and August, but that doesn't mean they can't be dug up in other months.

In fact, two-year-old razor clams, also known as old razor clams, are the most plump in March and April, especially in April, when the taste of the meat reaches its peak.

Therefore, March is a good time to dig two-year-old clams.

However, the beach has been tossed around by the fishermen in Zhoujiagou for a long time, and clams are very rare in the past two years.

"Let's go to a place with fewer people."

Carrying the wooden barrel, he trotted for a few miles and came to a place covered with dense jungle. After making sure that few people came here, he began to look for a cave.

Just a quick glance reveals several small holes!

"Haha, it's better to go far away!"

He stuck the shovel into the sand with one hand and tilted it. A hole appeared. A clam tried to escape in panic, but was thrown into the bucket by him.

It’s good to have great strength and endurance. You won’t feel tired at all when digging sand with one hand.

One was placed on the beach of the space seawater pool, and the other was placed in the fish bucket, and soon the bucket was full.

Fortunately, he brought a sack.

In the morning, I dug three buckets of clams at the beach (there was still space for three more buckets), until the beach became full of potholes.

When I got home, grandma was not at home. She was in the house by the dock, repairing the fishing boat.

Wooden sampans are very easy to rot, so when the weather is good, the boat must be pulled up and the "old holes" must be scraped off with a scraper. The leaking or cracked areas must be cleaned first, and then repaired with putty made from hemp, tung oil, and gypsum.

"I'll give you some rice to eat, some well water to drink, and you need to lay more eggs!"

Chen Feng secretly fed the ducks in the pigpen with rice produced in the space.

He suggested raising piglets last night. Zhou Jing was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to keep them alive, but he couldn't resist Chen Feng's various assurances and agreed. He will take leave today and go to ask the commune tomorrow.

Piglets are not so easy to buy.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Chen Feng started cooking.

At about 12 o'clock, Zhou Fubo came back on his bicycle, sweating all over his forehead.

"Why is it all sweat?"

Chen Feng threw a bottle of "juice" to each of them.

"Dinghai, it's too heavy!" Zhou Fubao argued.

Zhou Dinghai blushed and said, "Brother, it's obviously because you are too weak."

"You're sweating while riding, aren't you?" Zhou Dinghai glared.

It looked like the two of them were about to have a fight.

"Okay, drink more juice to gain strength." Chen Feng interrupted their argument.

"Bicycles are still better. They can get back in no time. If I were alone, I could get back even faster." Zhou Fubo parked his bicycle in the yard and treasured it very much.

Zhou Dinghai was also rare.

The two of them rode their bicycles to school today and looked very proud.

As soon as the get out of class was over, one person took a turn and walked around the grass in front of the school. Even three teachers came to ask questions.

"By the way, let me see your textbooks."

Chen Feng suddenly thought of this and asked casually.

"Cousin, we don't have textbooks, so we are using my cousin's book. Have you forgotten?" Zhou Fubo replied.

Chen Feng was stunned. He really didn't know about this.

Before, my uncle said he would give them Chen Hao’s books, and I thought they were for tutoring.

"Your class doesn't have textbooks?"

"Teacher has it." Zhou Dinghai, the silly boy, said foolishly.

Chen Feng felt his nose getting sore for no apparent reason.

"Cousin, what's wrong?" Zhou Fubo asked blankly.

There has never been a textbook.

The two of them were the happiest in the class because they not only had their cousin's textbooks, but also various stationery given by Chen Feng, including pencils, red and blue colored pens, tin pencil cases, school bags, etc.

This time, Chen Feng also brought them snacks such as raisins and marshmallows.

Definitely the little rich guy in the class!

The little prince of the fishing village who is envied by all his classmates!

"It's okay!" Chen Feng suppressed the matter in his heart. This situation could not be solved. There would be poverty cases like Zhou Ping in the future. He could only wait for the nation to become prosperous.

"Go and call grandpa back for dinner."

"Oh, I went there in the morning, brother, it's your turn to go this time." Zhou Dinghai was reluctant to move.

"I'll go if I want to. I'll go by bike." Zhou Fubo said cunningly.

He had already planned to ride his bicycle to the dock, and everyone looked envious.

"Ah, brother, you are so cunning. I will also ride my bike there in the afternoon." Zhou Dinghai felt that he had suffered a great loss.