Wang Zhong did not leave immediately, but instead approached the village party secretary of Xiaoheishan Village. Wang Zhong came here many times. Although he was not familiar with the village party secretary, he also met him several times.
The village party secretary was a little surprised when he was given a big Qianmen stick: "Xiao Zhou is okay, the ones he smokes are all big Qianmen!"
Forty cents a pack at Daqianmen is enough to buy a pound of fat meat.
Wang Zhong smiled and said: "When you go out and deal with people, you have to show your face!"
"On the way!" The branch secretary gave a thumbs up, somewhat surprised.
"My sister is in the village, thanks to you and the villagers for taking care of her." Wang Chong smiled and thanked her, lit a match, lit a cigarette for the branch secretary, and lit one himself.
Smoke suddenly filled up.
"This is all as it should be." The village party secretary is a good person. He is not young and has a high seniority. He is very prestigious in Xiaoheishan Village and can speak well in several nearby villages.
"Secretary of the Party Committee, to tell you the truth, besides visiting my sister this time, I have something else I want to trouble you with!"
"Comrade Zhou Rong is the captain of the educated youth and the backbone of our strength. We are all a family. If Comrade Zhou has anything to do, he will just say it. If I can help, I, Lao Zhang, will never hesitate."
"With your words, I feel relieved!"
Wang Zhong said happily: "To tell you the truth, I am now working in the Red Star Wood Processing Factory, doing the work of discharging materials and carrying wood all day long. You also know that at my age, I am still tall. I am tall, and when I gain strength, I do heavy physical work, so I look forward to eating more meat and more oil and water every month to gain strength and make my work easier in the future."
“But the amount of food stamps and meat stamps issued every month is fixed, so it’s not up to us.”
"There are also some colleagues of mine. They know that my sister lives in our Xiaoheishan Village. I visit her every month, so they asked me to ask if they could buy some chicken, duck, fish, meat and eggs from our village. Take it back to them."
"Don't worry, Party Secretary, we'll pay for everything at market price!"
The party secretary looked at Wang Zhong, smoked a cigarette and said sincerely: "Comrade Xiao Zhou, you have to know that speculation is against the law! We can't do this!"
"Secretary of the Party, don't worry. We are formal workers with a formal establishment. How could we do something illegal and disciplinary just for such a small profit?"
"Let's just buy food for ourselves." Wang Zhong promised, patting his chest.
After a few puffs, the village party secretary emptied his cigarette. Wang Zhong hurriedly handed over another cigarette.
"We don't rely on it to make a profit, we just buy what we eat at home!" The things grown on people's private plots, including slaughtered pigs and sheep, eggs from chickens and ducks, and other agricultural products can be sold. Or exchange something.
What is prohibited is the act of reselling these agricultural products to earn the price difference.
But if there is demand, there will be a market, if there is a market, there will be profits, and if there are profits, there will be people doing this. Otherwise, why would the pigeon market in the city continue to be banned?
Although the old party secretary has little education, he is not stupid.
"Besides, every time I come here, it saves the folks a whole day of traveling to the city."
Xiaoheishan Village is more than 20 miles away from Jichun City. It takes two hours to walk, and four hours to go back and forth. Plus the time to set up the stalls, not to mention one day, most of the day is absolutely necessary.
If I have this day's work, I can do a lot more work at home.
The party secretary looked at Wang Zhong meaningfully for a while, then sighed and made up his mind: "Comrade Xiao Zhou is open and honest, and I am not hypocritical. Our family will not talk about two families! I agree to this matter."
"I just don't know how much Comrade Xiao Zhou plans to ask for?"
Wang Zhong showed a look of surprise and took out thirty yuan from his pocket: "I came here this time just to ask questions first, so I brought thirty yuan with me. Just take a look and see if you can collect these thirty yuan." How many!"
The old party secretary did not take the money, but stood up and said: "Comrade Xiao Zhou, you sit down and drink some water first, and I will go to the village to help you ask."
"Sure, then I'll stay home and wait for you!"
The party secretary left the house with his hands behind his back. After a while, he came back with four or five female comrades carrying baskets and two men carrying two robes.
Purchasing in Xiaoheishan Village was Wang Zhong's idea on a whim. Wang Zhong had the tool of space, so he didn't have to worry about the meat and eggs spoiling and could always keep them.
And even if Wang Zhong doesn't eat it himself, he can still make some money by selling it on the black market.
Another point is that if Wang Zhong helps the village sell some agricultural products every time he comes, the attitude of the villagers towards Zhou Rong may also be better because of this.
Before leaving, Wang Zhong did not forget to tell the party secretary not to tell Zhou Rong about this, so as not to worry her.
The party secretary smiled and patted Wang Zhong on the shoulder, and readily agreed.
Wang Zhong knew from the bottom of his heart how important it was to have a good and strong body no matter what era he was in. He had no intention of making this matter a big deal. He simply wanted to supplement nutrition for himself and his family. If If I can make some money by the way, I'll be happy to do it.
Five hundred eggs and two roe deer weighing a total of 100 kilograms, Wang Zhong also rounded up his wallet with 30 yuan, but there is a requirement. Wang Zhong's important thing is to peel the skin and remove the pure meat, and the head and sewer can be left to the village. But they have to help with the leather tanning. Wang Zhong will come back to get it next time.
After some discussion, both parties agreed.
Although the roe deer meat tastes good, it is lean meat with little oil and water. In this era, the price is really not as good as the fat pork, but the two pieces of roe deer skin are good things.
The branch secretary and the two hunters took it upon themselves to pack the two robes with such swift movements that they were almost done in just over an hour.
After the two robes were packed away, only about sixty kilograms of bones and meat were left. This is why Wang Zhong was able to get two robes and so many eggs for thirty yuan.
In order to hold the five hundred eggs, the branch secretary generously gave Wang Zhong two rattan baskets. He originally said that he would take Wang Zhong to have a drink, but it was getting late and Wang Zhong had to return to the city, so there was no way. Drink it.
Before leaving, Wang Zhong stuffed most of the remaining bags at the front door to the branch secretary: "Uncle, my sister has read a lot, but she is also very stubborn. She accepts death and speaks outright. She can easily offend people. In the future, I need you to take more care of me!"
The branch secretary patted his chest and assured Wang Zhong to reassure him.
The two chatted for a while and agreed on a time to come next time. Wang Zhong then left Xiaoheishan Village on his bicycle. Not far out of the village, when he saw no one around, he put all the meat and eggs in the back seat. space.
I don't plan to sell these meat kings, just keep them for myself.
Wang Zhong did not go to Zheng Juan's house because Zheng Juan was staying with Li Suhua at Zhou's house today.
Since the last meeting, Li Suhua asked Zhou Bingkun to take Zheng Juan home every three days. The two knitted sweaters and scarves together. Li Suhua occasionally visited Taiping Hutong to help Zheng Juan skewer candied haws. Talk to Mother Zheng.
Early in the morning, Li Suhua asked Wang Zhong to take Zheng Juan home, and then asked him to visit Zhou Rong.
Li Suhua also went to the street to cut two pounds of meat and came back.
"I'm back!"
After locking the bicycle and placing it under the eaves, Wang Zhong turned around and closed the door to the courtyard. Li Suhua opened the curtain and asked, "Did you give all the things to your sister?"
"I've given it all, I've given it all!"
"How is your sister? Has she lost weight? Has she gotten darker?" The mother worried about her son traveling thousands of miles away. This has always been the case.
"She's not thin. She looks a little fatter to me! Cai Xiaoguang goes to see her every week now. Zhou Rong's life was much more nourishing than the rest of us."
It's only been more than two months, and it's winter again. How can it be dark?
"It's okay if you're not losing weight, it's okay if you're not losing weight!" Li Suhua breathed a sigh of relief, but she still kept mumbling.
Zheng Juan was making dumplings. She had put them on the chopping board and wore an apron with a lot of flour on them. When she saw Wang Zhong coming in, she smiled so brightly that her eyes were crooked, which was very beautiful.
Wang Zhong walked over and said, "Pack more and bring some back to Auntie and Guangming later."
"No!"
Wang Zhong hugged Zheng Juan from behind and lowered his head to rest on her shoulder: "If you don't take her with you, then I won't let go."
Zheng Juan's pretty face turned red, and her heart was racing like a deer. She was pounding, pounding, and moving with great speed. Wang Zhong's domineering and unabashed love made her unable to think of rejecting him.
Wang Zhong took advantage of Zheng Juan's shy look, and went up to her and kissed her on the red cheek: "Be obedient! I will send you back later, don't refuse!"
Well, it's a little hot, but the texture is not that great.
Wang Zhong could clearly feel that Zheng Juan's body stiffened.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Wang Zhong quickly let go of Zheng Juan: "Mom! Is there any wine at home?"
