Siheyuan: Spring and Autumn

"Chief Engineer Qin, here are ten fuel tickets. You can use them to refuel your car at the factory's fuel depot. I'll bring more when you're done."

"Okay, please help Director Li."

Li Huaide laughed: "It's not a bother, it's my duty. Then, leader, you are busy, I will go back first."

Watching his back as he left, Qin Zheng's heart moved slightly. This man was indeed a character. Even such a small thing as delivering oil coupons could be done by Li Huaide himself. He was indeed able to bend and stretch, and was a standard politician.

Qin Zheng had a hunch that Li Huaide’s pursuits were not exactly the same as his own, and it was obvious that they were not on the same path.

In the future, the two will have many dealings with each other, and it will inevitably be accompanied by struggles. This is determined by their positions and standpoints.

After get off work, Qin Zheng walked down the office building and prepared to drive home.

I had just walked a few steps when I heard someone say, "Hey, now the ration has been reduced, and the factory has cancelled dinner. My family was already very short of food, and now we have to add dinner. I can't even have enough food."

"It's the same in my family. My son is a teenager and still growing. I don't dare to let him go hungry. I can only share some of my food with him. Now I can only eat until I'm 60% to 70% full at each meal."

"Me too, I forgot what it feels like to have a full meal."

Looking at the employees chatting as they passed by, Qin Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

Last winter, there was little rainfall across the country. In the first half of this year, severe spring droughts occurred in Hebei and Heilongjiang provinces, affecting the growth of 150 million hectares of wheat in Hebei province and causing disasters in 62 hectares. According to records, 20 provinces and regions will suffer from drought this year, covering an area of ​​3380 million hectares, an unprecedented scale.

The direct consequence of the natural disaster is that people all over the country are starving, including those in areas that are not affected by the disaster, because most of the grain produced in these areas has been transferred to the affected areas. Even so, the amount of grain is still far from enough.

In the Wuling space, the grain planting area is 500 acres. Qin Zheng did not expand it again. He did not want to get rich from grain, and he did not have time to sell it.

He knew that he was not a savior and had no intention of saving the world by growing crops. It was already very difficult for him to ensure that his relatives and friends had enough to eat.

Qin Zheng had no interest in even knowing about the black market that time travelers coveted, and had never thought of shopping on the black market.

Besides, eight years later, when that movement begins, it will be a disaster for Chinese culture. He doesn't want to let go of any treasure that is about to be burned. That will be the time for him to take action.

"I don't know if Master's family is short of food. I should go check it out tonight."

Qin Zheng started the car and drove to the Army Hospital.

Master Ding Rushan and his family are now living in the hospital dormitory. Housing is a bit tight, with only one room available. The hospital allocated this room to him because he was introduced by the headquarters. As for other staff members who were assigned later, most of them live in a dormitory with two or three people, so it is impossible for them to bring their families with them.

At that time, Qin Zheng complained that the dormitory was too small and wanted to move to his home in the Hongxing Siheyuan. Unexpectedly, Ding Rushan said that the conditions in the tube-shaped building were better and he was unwilling to live in the Siheyuan.

Qin Zheng realized that he was committing empiricism by imposing the ideas of later generations on people who lived decades ago.

Qin Zheng walked into the third floor of the dormitory building carrying three pounds of meat and ten pounds of rice. As soon as he reached the third floor, he saw his teacher's wife Wei Fengyun standing in the aisle cooking.

"Master's wife, Master hasn't finished get off work yet?"

Wei Fengyun's attention was completely on the food. Suddenly, she heard Qin Zheng's voice. She turned her head and immediately smiled.

"Qin Zheng is here. Your master hasn't finished get off work yet, so you can go home and wait for him. I'll cook the dishes first. We'll eat at home today."

"Yes, Master's wife."

Qin Zheng naturally would not refuse and turned around to go into the house.

Just as he was about to enter the house, Wei Fengyun turned her head inadvertently and saw the pork and grain in Qin Zheng's hands. Although the meat was wrapped in kraft paper, she could still tell it was Qin Zheng at a glance. She subconsciously covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

How heavy is this piece of meat?

It looks like it must weigh three pounds.

If other families saw so much, they would definitely come to exchange it. You know, no one has eaten meat on the third floor of their building for the past month.

Qin Zheng walked into the room and saw Ding Qiunan standing by the dining table. She looked at him with surprise and said, "Brother, you are here. Come and sit down."

After saying that, he took Qin Zheng's arm and asked him to sit down next to his seat.

Qin Zheng put the meat on the table, causing Ding Qiunan to exclaim again, and then said: "Brother, how could you buy so much meat?"

As for food, she subconsciously forgot about it. There were three people in the family, so there was no shortage of food, but there was a shortage of meat.

She didn't know yet that the food Qin Zheng brought was rice, a fine grain.

"I asked the supply and marketing cooperative to help me keep it."

"Oh."

"Did you finish your homework?"

"Just finished."

Ding Qiunan had no experience of buying meat from the supply and marketing cooperative, so she believed what Qin Zheng said.

At this time, Ding Qiunan, who had just turned fourteen, had already shown the potential to be a disaster. She had a pretty oval face, a complexion like a peach blossom, curved eyebrows, sparkling almond eyes, and a cherry mouth. She was really like a fairy. She also had a slender and well-proportioned figure, a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a noble and cool air. Such a face was enough to make 90% of the men in the world chase her.

They had just spoken a few words when Wei Fengyun walked in wiping the sweat off his face.

"Qin Zheng, are you bringing meat again?"

"Yes, I asked someone to help me get it. Madam, please pickle it with salt. It's so hot, we can't leave it there."

"This is too much. Oh, it's still sandwich meat."

Wei Fengyun picked up the meat, opened the paper package, and exclaimed in surprise again. The meat in the sandwich was the best pork belly.

"What's more? Just three pounds."

"Oh, three pounds is not much? You don't know, no one on our floor has fried meat for a month. I'll cut some and fry it right away."

Pork is the most important item in the supply of non-staple food. It has been supplied with tickets since the Chinese New Year this year. People with formal household registration in the capital are entitled to three tickets each month, one each for the first, middle and last ten days of the month, and each ticket provides 1 tael of fresh meat.

But since last month, the three tickets per person per month have been reduced to two. Even so, sometimes you can't buy meat even if you have a ticket.

Qin Zheng used to bring meat over often, so Wei Fengyun never persuaded him to take it back. Tonight, the family decided to improve their lives.

As soon as she finished speaking, a smile appeared on Ding Qiunan's face. She was also a foodie. She said happily, "Thank you, brother. Thank you, mom."

Qin Zheng laughed, rubbed her head with his big hand and said, "You're welcome. If you want to eat meat in the future, just tell me and I'll bring it to you."

"it is good."

Ding Qiunan smiled shyly and still answered happily.