As soon as Qin Jun relented, his mother began to increase her tactics.
"I told you that your father is a bitch. He should steam a pot of steamed buns at noon today. It must be two-faced noodles, so that we can have a meal at night."
"After all, we saved some money by leaving the kiln today!"
"But your father said that our family has a weak foundation and we have to wait until the foundation is laid before steaming steamed buns."
"At that time, there were many people invited, and they all ate steamed buns. The little wheat we had at home probably wouldn't last a few days."
"Hey, my family is still poor. It's all our fault for putting you in trouble."
Qin Jun's expression kept changing when he heard this, but he also knew that there was a big boss hidden behind the men of the Qin family.
For example, in his house, it must be his mother!
However, life is not like this, and we cannot continue to live like this.
"Okay, okay, I still have to eat the steamed buns at home?"
Qin Jun was helpless, but he would not compromise this time!
Qin Zhihe was happy at this time: "That's right, in the past few days, you go out to eat and drink spicy food every day. What's wrong if you don't steam buns at home?"
Qin Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, everything you said is right, but second brother, do you want a big pot? It's eight yuan a mouthful, no tickets required. If you want, I'll get you a pot tomorrow."
"Why do you still need money?" Qin Zhihe glared and was about to get angry.
Qin Jun would not let him this time: "Who can buy a pot for free?"
"Didn't you do this yourself?" Qin Zhihe refused.
Qin Jun even lied about not drafting: "I did it myself, but I helped others do it. The things I made do not belong to me. Otherwise, how could I do this?"
"Huh? You're nothing, you can do it just by looking at it?" Qin Zhihe was a little dumbfounded.
"Do you believe this? I made it up. No one taught me. What can I do? For example, this kind of iron pot is made to be exchanged for food. Of course, you can give money." Qin Jun was proud.
"Why don't I believe it? Who did you do it for?"
Qin Zhihe is still a little clever, but that's all.
It's not easy to lie. Qin Jun just opened his mouth.
"I can't say, there is someone who teaches me, otherwise everyone can master this technique? I'll let you see it for a year, but you may not be able to do it."
"Really want money?" Qin Zhihe was a little frustrated.
"It's okay to give food." Qin Jun was proud this time. He was not a child. He couldn't cure his father?
"How can I change the food?" Qin Zhihe asked unwillingly.
I am definitely reluctant to give money. If I can exchange it with food, I still have to use food to get a better deal.
Although the family did not have much food, they urgently needed iron pots.
If the food is gone, the team will have to pay for it next year.
There is no ticket for the iron pot. After passing this village, there is no such shop.
Even buying a pot is more important than building a house.
Because the building materials needed to build a house can usually be purchased from the team's letter of introduction to the opening, and there is a queue at most.
But iron pots are not acceptable, you must have industrial coupons.
What about industrial coupons? Not everyone can get this.
Generally, it is paid as workers receive their wages. If the salary is 20 yuan, an industrial coupon will be issued together with it. If the salary is 40 yuan, it will be two coupons.
In other words, even a worker with a monthly salary of 40 yuan can only get two industrial coupons a month.
And industrial coupons have too many uses. Even if you want to buy a bar of soap, you need industrial coupons.
Obviously, old farmers have no channel to obtain industrial coupons.
Generally, the village and commune help apply to buy some industrial products.
And they are all necessities, otherwise the commune would definitely not issue various tickets.
Even if they are distributed, they are usually concentrated in large groups, then distributed to small groups, and finally to individuals.
In the meantime, there are problems in various environments, so you think you will definitely get what you want?
After thinking about this, Qin Zhihe still said seriously: "How much grain is needed to exchange for a pot?"
"Forty pounds of wheat is exchanged for one mouthful. This is a big iron pot with six seals."
"Six seals? Isn't that right? Let me measure it!"
Qin Zhihe was serious about doing business, and he actually measured it carefully with his hands.
"If it's less than three zha, it's definitely not six seals, and it's not worth forty kilograms of wheat. You know, forty kilograms of wheat can be sold for eight yuan without food stamps!"
One seal is roughly an iron pot with a diameter of ten to twelve centimeters, and six seals is a large iron pot with a diameter of sixty to seventy-two centimeters.
Obviously, Qin Jun's 49 centimeter-diameter iron pot is not six seals, but five seals is almost the same. Qin Zhihe is really knowledgeable!
"Hey, if you buy it with money, it costs eight yuan a bite."
Qin Jun sat firmly on Diaoyutai and was not afraid that he would not buy it.
"Don't think it's expensive. We're still talking about the business at home. If it's outside, we need to be careful even when exchanging food."
Seeing Comrade Qin Zhihe's hesitation, Qin Jun felt that he needed to add fuel to the fire.
"I remember hearing my grandpa say that in the 1960s, a large six-seal iron pot cost six yuan, right?"
"Now, twenty years later, you don't need a ticket and only charge eight yuan, but you still hesitate?"
Of course Qin Zhihe had to hesitate because he always felt that he was being cheated by his son.
Fortunately, Qin Jun didn't hear what Lao Qin was saying, otherwise he would definitely say that it was not your son who cheated his father, but your eldest daughter-in-law!
"This is not a Liuyin iron pot." Qin Zhihe said through gritted teeth.
"Forget it, my uncle's house is also short of iron pots." Qin Jun said with a smirk.
"Your eldest brother is still missing!" Qin Zhihe raised his hand, wanting to give Qin Jun a shot.
But in the end, she still couldn't bear it. Mother Qin was the only one in their family who could beat her children harshly, but none of the men did it.
"Brother, don't worry. My sister-in-law spent sixteen yuan to buy two of them, one for them to use and the other for her parents' family."
"After all, they often bring back big and small bags. Wouldn't it be too idle to not return something?"
"Dad, do you think this is true?"
"Ah? Did your sister-in-law buy it? Or eight yuan a bite?" Qin Zhihe looked at his eldest son and his wife with a sad look on his face.
The eldest son and his wife are too honest, so they let the third son fool them?
"Should I change it? If I don't change it, I won't have it anymore." Qin Jun really doesn't like his father.
Qin Zhihe had no choice but to say cruelly: "Change!"
A deal was reached here, and Qin Jun immediately let go of the pot in his hand.
Mother Qin grabbed it with a smile on her face, and then held it in front of her to take a closer look.
Qin Zhihe also came over and kept knocking.
He knocked very carefully and looked very carefully. After studying for five or six minutes and finding no problems, he raised his head.
"Boss, second brother, weigh food for this white-eyed wolf." Qin Zhihe said angrily.
Qin Jun rolled his eyes directly, so as to live up to his title of white-eyed wolf.
"I'm a white-eyed wolf? Big brother and second brother, after you have dinner tonight, go to grandpa's house to grind the flour. We will eat white flour steamed buns tomorrow."
Qin Zhihe originally wanted to curse twice, but when he heard these words, he choked and almost walked over.
When he returned to normal and took two deep breaths, he immediately discovered that his third son had disappeared.
"Okay, don't be angry. What you did before was a bit excessive. In fact, we should have steamed the steamed buns a long time ago. We had to wait until today. If it were me, I would be angry too."
After Qin Jun left without a trace, Qin's mother patted Lao Qin on the back and comforted him.
"What's wrong with me? Isn't it because I want to save some money when building a house? When the time comes, people will come to help. No matter how many buns they eat, it won't be a shame." Qin Zhihe said helplessly.
"I know, but saving doesn't mean saving. We have to keep our words." Qin's mother said again.
"Okay, I'll eat Sanhe Noodles steamed buns from tomorrow until the house is built." Qin Zhihe agreed with a roll of his eyes.
There is no way, he is really not the third son, so it is better to agree happily than to do this.
Besides, the first thing to eat must be the forty pounds of wheat weighed out now.
As long as it can improve life, everything else doesn't matter to Qin Jun.
He has now arrived at Qin Han's house and was dragged here by Qin Han.
He had washed his hands and planned to polish the last tool he made. Unexpectedly, Qin Han, who had just returned home and put down the pot, came to his house again and pulled him away.
Walking into the fenced yard, I looked at the low and dilapidated house. It really looked like a thatched house that would fall down when the wind blew.
Although he was afraid that the house would collapse, Qin Jun had to bite the bullet and go in.
However, as soon as you walk into the thatched house, the room becomes brighter.
Looking at the light bulb lighting up in the center of the room, Qin Jun was a little stunned.
There is actually such an undercover in Uncle Jiu’s house?
You must have a light, show off more!
This won’t mean that the children at home are constantly on blind dates!
