Traveling through 70's wine

Everyone put the eels and loaches in wooden barrels, and Gu Hua volunteered to go to the town with Wen Qing to sell them.

The next morning, the two men carried the wooden barrel and walked towards Shangyi Town. When they reached the highway, they were still three miles away from the town. They stopped to rest. A truck drove by and stopped beside them. The driver stuck his head out of the window and asked, "Fellow villagers, what are you selling?" Gu Hua, wearing a straw hat, lowered his head and answered, "Eels and loaches." The driver asked, "How much per pound?" Gu Hua said, "One yuan per pound." The driver jumped out of the car and looked into the barrel. The fat eels and loaches were crowded in the barrel. He asked, "How many are here?" Gu Hua said, "About 2 pounds." The driver said, "I want them all." Gu Hua said embarrassedly, "Do you have anything to hold eels? We don't sell this barrel." The driver took a clean oil barrel from the back of the truck. It seemed that he had prepared it. Gu Hua took the money and poured the eels and loaches in the barrel into it.

When the two returned to the educated youth camp, everyone came to ask why they came back so soon. Gu Hua said, "I sold them to passers-by on the road. I made a total of 40 yuan." Four people each got yuan, and everyone was very happy. In the countryside, they could not even get yuan in a year.

Wen Qing and Wu Qing went to collect the shrimp cages and returned to the educated youth camp. Gu Hua looked at the crayfish and asked, "What kind of insect is this? How do you eat it?" Wen Qing said, "This is called a crayfish. Do you think it looks like a shrimp? You can eat it. I'll cook it for everyone after it spits out the sand."

The next day, Wen Qing got off work and moved the large wooden basin containing the snails to the yard. She scrubbed them clean one by one with a brush and cut off their tails. Wu Qing also came to help. The two of them were busy for an hour before they finally cleaned the snails.

Wen Qing prepared spicy food. Wu Qing steamed the food for Gu Hua and the others. She cooked tomato and egg soup. Wen Qing prepared a big pot of snails and a big pot of crayfish and brought them to the table. They called Gu Hua and Luo Yixing to come over for dinner. The two boys brought over steamed rice. Gu Hua smelled the fragrant snails and quickly pulled out a bench to sit down. "Wen Qing, Wu Qing, come and eat."

Wen Qing picked up a snail and used a bamboo stick to pick out the snail meat, demonstrating to everyone. There was only a little bit of snail meat. Wu Qing followed Wen Qing's example and picked out the snail meat and started eating. "It's delicious, but it's too small," said Luo Yixing. His hands were not slow at all. The two large bowls of snails and crayfish were eaten up by the four of them. Wen Qing served the rice, scooped the spicy soup over the rice and ate it, and then drank another bowl of soup.

Guo and Li came over to take a look and went back to cook their own meals. They only used one third of the food to cook and planned to sell the rest to make some money. Wouldn't that be more than what they could earn by taking care of two girls?

After dinner, Wu Qing said to Wen Qing, "The things my family sent me have arrived at the county. The postman delivered the package slip today. I will pick it up on Sunday." Wen Qing was also very happy. With the new book, she could continue studying.

On Sunday, Wen Qing collected the dried herbs and mushrooms. She planned to sell the herbs to the county pharmacy and the mushrooms to the black market.

Because they had to go to the town to catch the bus, the two set out early in the morning, bought two steamed buns in the town, and took the bus to the county town. When they arrived at the county town, Wu Qing went to pick up the package, and Wen Qing went to sell the medicinal herbs. The person who bought the Chinese medicinal herbs was still the old master Li from last time. He looked at the medicinal herbs this time and found that they were all of good quality. He also gave Wen Qing the highest purchase price. This time there were three old Ganoderma lucidum, and she earned 1,200 yuan. Wen Qing's accumulation suddenly exceeded 1,000 yuan, and she was also very happy. Putting money in the pocket of clothes is actually income space.

Wu Qing took out a package, which mainly contained textbooks and books, but he didn't open them to look at the details.

The two went to find the black market again. Wen Qing did not go to the alley she went to last time, but went directly to the textile factory, found the old woman, knocked on the door, and said, "Aunt, I came to see you." The old woman let them into the yard. Wen Qing took out a bag of mushrooms and said, "We picked them. They are porcini mushrooms, which are very dried." The old woman opened it and smelled it. There was a strong aroma of mushrooms. The goods looked good, so she asked, "Miss, how much is it?" Wen Qing said, "Aunt has bought my things before. This bag of half a pound is only 5 yuan." Porcini mushrooms are precious mushrooms and are more expensive than ordinary ones. "We also have chicken mushrooms and chicken leg mushrooms, which are 5 yuan a bag."

She put down the backpack. The old woman usually liked to eat mushrooms. This year, fewer people were buying them. Now that she saw so many varieties, she was so happy that she took out each one to check.

Her son and daughter-in-law both work in a textile factory. They have only two children and are financially comfortable. The old woman picked a pack of each type of mushroom for 15 yuan. She said, "Wait here, I'll ask the neighbors for you." She walked out and the door was not closed.

Wu Qing looked outside the courtyard nervously, but Wen Qing told her not to be nervous, saying, "This aunt is a nice person." After waiting for a while, the old woman brought four people in, all of whom were very interested in mushrooms. People in Yunnan and Yunnan like to eat mushrooms, but they don't have the opportunity to pick them in the county town. This time, when they saw them, everyone bought two or three bags, and more than a dozen bags of mushrooms were sold out in an instant.

After the neighbors left, Wen Qing took out a wind-fried chicken and handed it to the old woman, saying, "Thank you, aunt. We made this ourselves. Take it and stew it with mushrooms." The old woman took it with joy and thanked her repeatedly.

After leaving the textile factory's family quarters, Wu Qing said to Wen Qing happily, "Xiao Qing, you are always so resourceful." Wen Qing said, "Sister Qingqing, I also want to go to the scrap station to buy some old books." The two asked for directions and found the largest scrap station in the county.

There was a middle-aged man and an older woman guarding the door of the scrap yard. Wen Qing walked in and asked, "Auntie, uncle, I want to buy some old newspapers and books, is that okay? Can I go in and take a look?" The two looked at each other, and the woman said, "Sure, but you have to pay. Old newspapers are 20 cents a pound, and old books are 50 cents a pound." "Okay."

Wu Qing put down the backpack and said to Wen Qing, "Xiao Qing, if I don't want to buy anything, I won't go in." "Then you wait for me outside."

Wen Qing went in and saw some old wood, scrap iron, copper, glass bottles, etc. piled up under a large shed. There were four rooms in a row, three of which had open doors, and one room had a closed door with a stove at the door, probably where the people from the scrap yard lived.

She went to the doors of three open rooms. One room contained some old books and newspapers, one contained old furniture, and one contained some old machines. Wen Qing had an idea and went to the room where the old machines were placed. She wanted to make a tiller or a rice transplanter. There was a large area of ​​grassland in her space that could be reclaimed. She didn't know how long it would take her to reclaim the land by hand.

She wanted to make a tiller herself. As long as she had an engine and some old tractor parts or even old bicycle parts, she could barely assemble a tiller.

She walked in and searched carefully, and sure enough, there were some old tractor parts inside. Wen Qing dismantled a diesel engine and put it into the space. She then went to the shed to find some old bicycles and selected some parts and put them aside.

I went to the room where the old furniture was placed, but I didn't see any valuable step-out beds or bunk beds. I only found a cabinet that was well preserved. Unfortunately, it was a large item and could not be put away directly, nor could I take it away. I'll deal with it later.

I went to the room where old books and newspapers were kept and found a few thread-bound books. I didn't know what era they were from. I also found a few picture albums and put them all into the space. I took out a manual of medicinal plants, a manual of barefoot doctors, a book on farmland water conservancy, and a few volumes of mathematics and chemistry from the mathematics, physics and chemistry series. I sat on a pile of old newspapers and found that although the development of many events was quite similar to a period in my previous life, the names of the leaders were completely different. It seemed that this was not my previous life, but perhaps a parallel world.

After bringing the five books and the bicycle parts to the door, the middle-aged man said, "Do you want to buy so many?" Wen Qing nodded and said, "Yes, I'll take these parts back and see if I can make anything out of them." "Iron things cost one yuan per pound," Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, weigh them." After weighing them, she found that these things cost her 16 yuan and 1 cents.