Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

I'm used to working every day, so I feel a little uncomfortable when I suddenly have some free time.

Hibernating during the winter is really not as good as a snake, which just hibernates during the winter and wakes up in the spring of next year.

The winter sun shines on my face through the cracks in the window.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan lay lazily in bed, not wanting to get up, and thinking about all sorts of things out of boredom.

Bang, bang, bang!

"Dad, it's time for lunch!" Jing Ping'an shouted while hitting the window.

"Okay, stop slapping. You're slapping the frost off the window onto your dad's bed."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan retorted unhappily.

Since there is no need to work in the fields in winter, most families in the village have reduced their three meals a day to two meals.

Since Jing Panpan is still in school, the Jing family is one of the few families in the village that has not reduced meals.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the chickens at home are so cold that they rarely lay eggs.

The river had just frozen and the ice was still thin, so it was impossible to catch a fish to improve the food.

The dishes on the dinner table have become an endless cycle of radishes, cabbages, and pickles.

Therefore, for Lieutenant General Jing Yuan, eating became a routine matter that he had to do out of necessity.

I pray every day that someone in the village will kill the New Year pig soon so that I can buy some pork to make up for the loss.

……

He washed his face with hot water and walked dejectedly to the dining table in the main hall.

"Huh? Bean sprouts?"

Caught off guard, good news comes from the sky!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan asked in confusion, "Where did it come from?"

Ji Chunyu proudly took over the conversation, her voice unconsciously rising a few notches, "A few days ago, I led Cai Hesheng.

It means eating something fresh in winter.”

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan took a bite of steamed bun and a mouthful of bean sprouts, praising them constantly, "The bean sprouts are crispy and tasty!"

"If it tastes good, eat more. I have a lot of raw food in my house, enough to last for a while."

"Thank you, Auntie. These past few days, I've been so worried about everything that's happened!"

"By the way, Yuanzi. Auntie wants to discuss something with you!"

"Aunt, what's the matter? Just tell me. As long as I can do it, I will do it!"

"It's not a big deal. Isn't tomorrow the fifteenth?

Almost all the mung beans I distributed this year have grown into bean sprouts, and are now stored in my original room next door.

Auntie wants to ask you to go to the Sandawan Commune gathering tomorrow morning, away from people, to sell them, and then bring back some green beans."

"Okay, I'll pick it up at midnight."

Jing Yuan agreed without hesitation and didn't ask any idiotic questions like why he didn't exchange it with the villagers for mung beans.

"By the way, Auntie, I don't know much about the market for bean sprouts, and I don't have a scale at home. Just give me a rule and I'll sell it according to it."

"Didn't Ping An make a lot of small bamboo baskets these past two days?

A bamboo basket is filled with about five to six pounds. My bean sprouts are growing well, so I can sell them with the basket for fifty cents. That should be enough!

Besides, those who could go to the venue and buy bean sprouts were all wealthy people who received government grain.

It’s winter, just want something new.

Don't mind this little money!

If it really isn't selling well, you can lower the price by a few cents.

No matter how much money you have, try to exchange it for mung beans. If you don’t have any, soybeans will do!

Later, I will pack them for you in baskets, stack them in a big bamboo basket, cover them with a torn quilt, and put them in your room. You can go and sell them directly tomorrow morning, which will save you a lot of trouble!"

"Okay, listen to Auntie.

I have been so lazy during this period of time. If I don't move any more, my body will get rusty.

Auntie, next time you grow bean sprouts, please call me along.

I'll help you. This is a profitable skill, I have to learn it from you."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan spoke in a very serious tone, as serious as could be.

Unfortunately, everyone present thought he was joking.

"This is just a job that you can do to earn some hard-earned money. Do you really need to learn from someone else? When the time comes, I will teach you step by step."

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan took the opportunity to strike the snake, and immediately raised the bowl of porridge to greet him, "Come, Master Guo, I offer you a bowl, I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want!"

After saying that, he raised his head and gulped down the big bowl of porridge.

Phew, hahahaha…

Jing Panpan couldn't help laughing out loud. It was like a switch had been turned on, and the room was filled with laughter.

After dinner, Jing Panpan made an appointment with her friends to go to the village primary school as usual.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan first followed him to the next door to check on the bean sprouts. Then, under the guidance of his adopted son, he wove a particularly delicate and beautiful small flower basket that looked like a work of art.

……

The winter night comes especially early. As soon as the small flower basket takes shape, the morning star appears in the sky.

OK, I will continue tomorrow. I just don't believe that a Space Marine can't make a decent flower basket!

……

The northeast wind howled and the sky was dotted with stars.

At four o'clock in the morning, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan picked up the heavy shoulder pole and quietly walked out of the courtyard.

After leaving the guerrilla settlement, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan couldn't wait to ask System 003 whether the surrounding environment was safe.

The moment he received a positive answer, he put both the carrying pole and the basket into the system warehouse.

Then, with his hands in his sleeves and breathing heavily, he jogged alone on the deserted country road.

The trip was uneventful.

Two kilometers away from the venue, just about to turn onto the main road, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan took out the carrying pole under the warning of System 003.

When we arrived at the venue, the sky was just turning light.

The good stalls at the entrance have already been occupied.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan had no choice but to walk a few steps further inside.

As soon as I put down the carrying pole, I heard a familiar voice, "Brother, what are you selling this time?"

"It's you? Brother Jiang from the county state-owned restaurant.

We meet again! What a fate!

I'm here to sell mung bean sprouts this time, would you like some?"