In the 1960s, a woman dressed as a man and a general came to give birth to a baby

At this time, the fat girl rushed over, pushed Zhang Yu in front of her away, grabbed the pretty boy, hugged him in her arms, and shouted nervously: "Xiaoshan, Xiaoshan, what's wrong with you?"

The uncle quickly said to the fat girl's father: "When I saw him, the child fell into the ditch on the side of the road. He must have been sick again. You should find Doctor Zhang to take a look."

"Hey, hey," the fat girl's father responded quickly, and then directed the eldest strong man to carry the pretty boy to the bed, and directed the second strong man to call Doctor Zhang.

Zhang Yu looked at this, looked at that, and then looked at the dark street outside the door. He felt that as a responsible person, he couldn't just leave like that.

So, when the pretty boy Song Xiaoshan woke up after being treated by the doctor, blinking his big eyes and no one recognized him, everyone had gotten used to it except Zhang Yu who felt a little guilty.

The fat girl laid out her household registration booklet and marriage certificate in front of the pretty boy as if she were in the right place.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he would not be recognized. However, this relaxation caused his stomach to growl loudly.

After all this trouble, it was already dark and the state-owned restaurant was closed. The fat girl's father thought of kidnapping her and bringing her back in the afternoon. Now Zhang Yu was starving, so he suggested that he eat before leaving.

Zhang Yu thought it was just right to eat here, and he could also find out about the situation in Jia City.

While cooking dinner, Zhang Yu introduced himself as the director of the purchasing department of the Anping County Supply and Marketing Cooperative. At the same time, Zhang Yu also learned that the other party's father was a master of the Jia City Winery, named Zhong Ye, and his four sons were also employees of the winery. However, due to the current food shortage in Jia City, the winery had long been closed.

At this point, Zhong Ye couldn't help but sigh and said, "Alas, food is in short supply nowadays. There's not enough to eat. How can there be any left to make wine?"

At this time, Zhong Ye's wife came up with the meal. Zhang Yu took a look and found that there was indeed no food. Zhang Yu didn't recognize any of the dishes served.

The Zhong family practiced sharing meals. Except for the fat daughter of the Zhong family who took the meal to the room to eat with Song Xiaoshan, everyone in the Zhong family ate together. Zhong Ye's wife scooped a bowl of vegetable soup for each person so that they could see their own reflection in it, and gave each person a vegetable dumpling, saying that those who had finished eating could get more from the pot themselves.

Zhang Yu looked at the vegetable dumplings in his hand, which he couldn't tell what they were made of, and then looked at everyone at the table who were eating with gusto. He took a bite of the dumpling, and suddenly bitterness spread from the tip of his tongue to his mouth. So he picked up his soup without making a sound, and gulped it all down. At this moment, his whole body tasted bitter.

Zhang Yu opened his mouth with difficulty and asked, "Uncle, what is this food?"

Old Master Zhong Ye tasted the vegetable dumplings with gusto and said, "Willow leaf steamed bread, this is a good thing. Many places in Jia City are out of food now, but we can still eat willow leaf steamed bread. Be content, Comrade Zhang Yu."

Zhang Yu said that he did not want to be content with this, he just wanted to eat human food and did not want to compete for food with herbivores.

At the same time, Zhang Yu also realized that his previous thinking was simple. Although there was water in the south, life was obviously more difficult.

Realizing this problem, Zhang Yu decided to buy some things that could be stored for a long time here, and then move to the Northeast.

So Zhang Yu asked: "Uncle, what are the big factories in Jia City? Please introduce them to me so that I can purchase some supplies."

Old Master Zhong Ye looked at Zhang Yu's fair and nutritious face, rolled his eyes and said, "In Jia City, there are many large factories, but generally speaking, our wine is the most famous. Comrade Zhang, to be honest, we still have a batch of good wine that has not been sold yet."

Zhang Yu: "Uncle, are you intending to sell the wine to me?"

Mr. Zhong Ye: "I'm just giving you some advice. After all, these are all good wines, and they are the best batches of wines brewed over the years. If you don't want them, you won't have them anymore in the future."

Zhang Yu thought that since the old man was already eating steamed bread made of tree leaves, how could he still have good wine? So he asked, "Why haven't you sold this wine yet?"

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, old man Zhong Ye was a little anxious. He said, "That's because no one has contributed food. I don't want money, I want food. Comrade Zhang, from the first time I saw you, I knew you were not the one who was short of food. How about it? Do you want it?"

Zhang Yu gave a thumbs up and said, "Uncle, let's not talk about this, but if all that wine you have is good, I'll take whatever you have. Food is not a problem."

Although Mr. Zhong knew that Zhang Yu had grain, he didn't expect him to be so arrogant and demand all of it right away. You know, although a small portion was saved every year, over the years, there were nearly a thousand jars piled up in the winery's warehouse.

Mr. Zhong asked, "Do you really want all of them? These are 30 jin per jar, nearly jars. Even if food is in short supply now, one jar must weigh jin of food, and this has to be fine grain. Do you want all of them?"

Zhang Yu knew that these grain wines were good stuff, so he said, "No problem, as long as the wine is good, it's fine."

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Mr. Zhong stood up neatly, returned to his room, and took out a contract. Now the amount of wine and beverages has been increased to 1020 jars, each jar has 10 catties, aged wine, 3 catties of wheat, a total of kilograms of grain.

Mr. Zhong: "Comrade Zhang, what do you think? Do you dare to sign this contract?"

Zhang Yu took the contract and read it carefully. After half a year of experience, Zhang Yu's level of reading contracts has skyrocketed. Now he has no problem reading this kind of contract. After reading the contract.

Zhang Yu was surprised and said, "Sir, please forgive my ignorance, but you are the director of the winery. Why do you always promote your wine?"

Mr. Zhong sighed and said, "I'm old. This winery doesn't have any grain now. If we can't find grain to start production, we'll have to close. I've been brewing wine all my life, and I can't bear to let it go. Alas!"

Zhang Yu thought to himself, Wow, I have found a master winemaker, I must have that wine.

So Zhang Yu said, "Why are you afraid to sign?" Zhang Yu picked up the pen and signed his name quickly.

Holding the contract and thinking about brewing wine again, Mr. Zhong felt much happier. He then introduced to Zhang Yu that Jia City was also a major producer of cloth and leather products.

At this moment, the door of the Zhong family was slammed loudly, and along with the slamming, there were shouts of "Open the door", "Open the door quickly", "Mr. Zhong, today is the last deadline"