Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

What the old man knew was that the Han family's grandparents and grandchildren were all women, and no one had drunk alcohol for many years. Glass bottles were rare items in their family.

Han Zhaozhao also thought of this and agreed, "Hey, I'll clean this place up and then go to your house to get it."

Old Master Guan also forgot about going out, and turned around and went home.

Han Zhaozhao also quickly cleaned up and returned home with the cleaning tools. He carried a basket, put two three-jin Spanish mackerel and four or five jin of small fish in it, locked the door and went to Guan's house.

"Where did you get this sea fish? It's so fresh!" Old Master Guan is a connoisseur. He can tell that the fish is fresh just by pressing the belly of the fish with his finger.

This is not something you can buy in the vegetable market. It must be fresh fish that is sent directly to Beijing as soon as it comes out of the water.

"It was sent by my father's comrade-in-arms. He said he was from Tianjin and came to deliver fish to his old leader. He also sent some to our family."

Well, Han Zhaozhao’s skill of creating “friends” out of nothing is used on Grandpa Guan first!

The old man likes to drink a few cups of wine when he has nothing to do. Most of his family's money may be spent on buying wine. Han Zhaozhao went to the west wing and saw that there were thirty or forty bottles of various wines piled up behind the door.

There are porcelain, pottery, and glass ones, in several shapes, with trademarks and without trademarks, all different!

"Grandpa Guan, how long have you been saving these things? Why don't you sell them? Won't it be in the way if you put them behind the door? What if they break? You have poor eyesight, it would be very dangerous!"

"Hey, hey, it's time to pack up and sell them! Pick the ones you like and take a few more.

By the way, there are five or six wine jars under that shelf, some made of porcelain and some made of pottery, each of which can hold ten kilograms. Take a look and see if you can use them at home. If you like any of them, take them home and use them."

Old Master Guan is just a lazy person. He has time to join in the fun, chat, and play chess, but he doesn't have the patience to clean the house.

If he has the time, he might as well make an appointment with his old buddies to go to Shichahai to cast a few fish!

He doesn't care whether he catches fish or not; what he cares about is the leisurely and contented feeling he gets.

"I'm in a hurry to get to the department store. I'll take two glass bottles first. I have to visit the graves in the afternoon.

When I have time, I will help you clean up these messy things and sell what should be sold and throw away what should be thrown away.

You are old now, you need to clean up your feet!"

"Yes, today is Qingming Festival! I have to go to the grave this afternoon. You can help me clean up when you are free in a few days!"

Girl, have you prepared your things for visiting the graves? When you go to the Martyrs' Cemetery, don't bring burning paper. At most, light a stick of incense and bring some cigarettes and alcohol as offerings!"

"Ah? Grandpa Guan, can't we burn paper money and gold ingots when we go to the grave?"

"If it's our ancestral graves, no one would mind if we secretly burn some of the graves, but it shouldn't be allowed at the martyrs' cemetery."

Han Zhaozhao: Hi, she was still thinking about going to the shop selling funeral products to buy some fire paper and gold ingots. That can’t be done yet!

She didn't go home either. She washed the bottles in Guan's yard, put them in a basket and went to the department store.

Wine is made from grain, and you need a wine ticket to buy it.

Han Zhaozhao took out all the wine tickets her family had saved, but there were only four of them. She went straight to the tobacco and alcohol counter and spent all the tickets.

In 1953, the output of Moutai was only 72 tons, and the ex-factory price was 1.28 yuan. By 1956, the ex-factory price remained unchanged, but the market price rose to 2.84 yuan.

In 1960, the output of Moutai surged to 912 tons, with an ex-factory price of 1.79 yuan and a market price of 2.97 yuan. In the following decades, although the price fluctuated, it generally showed an upward trend.

Too cheap!

Han Zhaozhao has never been a fan of drinking liquor, so he never thought of buying some Moutai to store.

She thought that, given the tight food supply in those days and Moutai being the main product for export and earning foreign exchange, the price would have to be at least six or seven yuan.

Unexpectedly, it’s less than three dollars a bottle!

It's a pity that the department store has a purchase limit of one bottle per person.

Fortunately, she took out military tickets, which were not limited in purchases. She spent 11.88 yuan, plus four military liquor tickets, and bought four bottles of Moutai.

Next she bought a pack of Peony cigarettes, a box of Beijing-style pastries, and two kilograms of Shanghai-made milk candy.

Nowadays, milk candy is not called White Rabbit, but Mickey Mouse Candy, and the pattern on the outer packaging is Mickey Mouse.

After 1959, it was changed to White Rabbit Milk Candy, and the pattern was also changed to the White Rabbit which was used until the 20th century.

The milk candy produced in Shanghai is definitely a good thing these days. It has a very high milk content and is unique in the world. You may not be able to buy it even if you have money and tickets.

It is said that when the United States visited China in the 1970s, each member of the delegation brought back ten kilograms of White Rabbit milk candy. In that year, White Rabbit milk candy became popular throughout the United States.

After leaving the department store, I bought a pound of high-quality jasmine tea at the tea shop. You don't need a ticket to buy tea, you can buy it with your citizen shopping card, and there is no purchase limit, but it is a bit expensive.

Han Zhaozhao weighed a pound and spent twelve yuan on it. According to the salesperson, this could only be considered as grade two or above, not top-grade tea.

Han Zhaozhao bought jasmine tea as gifts in her previous life. The tea she bought would have been worth less than a thousand yuan per kilogram in her previous life, which was considered quite good.

On the way home, she turned into the street grocery store and bought a pound of soy sauce and a pound of soybean oil.

The soy sauce of this era is green and environmentally friendly, and tastes very good. It’s a pity that you can’t buy too much. When the temperature is slightly higher, a layer of white mold will grow on the soy sauce.

If it is not left for too long, this layer of white mold will not affect the quality and taste of the soy sauce because no preservatives are added, which are usually caused by yeast and mold contamination.

But over time, these microorganisms will multiply in the soy sauce, destroying the nutrition and taste of the soy sauce and possibly causing damage to the human gastrointestinal tract.

What’s even more frightening is that sometimes protein will be produced in soy sauce, which can really affect people’s appetite!

The old lady didn't care, she used it as she wanted. But Han Zhaozhao couldn't get over it for several days. Whenever she ate, she would think about it, which directly affected her appetite.

When she got home, the dough had risen, so Han Zhaozhao quickly kneaded the dough and steamed the buns. She didn't mix any other grains in the dough, and steamed all the white flour buns directly.

After the steamer was filled with steamed buns and a few pieces of firewood were stuffed under the pot, Han Zhaozhao started to kill fish and chickens and braised the meat.

She didn't know what offerings could be brought to tomb sweeping in this era, but in her hometown in her previous life, in addition to burning incense and paper, people also had to bring three kinds of fruits, three dishes, three kinds of snacks, plus white wine, cigarettes and dumplings.

She planned to bring three dishes: fried chicken, fried fish, and braised meat. There were many kinds of fruits in the fruit space, but she remembered that she could only bring apples, oranges, and bananas to the grave.

Apple symbolizes "peace". We chose apple because we hope our family will be healthy and safe.

Offering apples at the graves is also a way to express our care and blessings for our ancestors.