Siheyuan: How dare I mess with a man who is an expert in men's health?

Chapter 347: It’s still fun to celebrate the New Year in the village

When everyone had left and only Cao Anping and Qin Dashan were left, he told them his plan:

"Uncle Dashan, I actually have an idea to discuss with you.

Everyone is having a hard time now, but I happen to have some ability and was able to get some food.

But it certainly cannot satisfy everyone. If it is distributed equally to everyone, it can only be enough for one or two meals, which actually won’t be of much use.

I was thinking, can you keep the food here first, and use it as life-saving food when a family in the village is in real trouble? "

Qin Dashan frowned and asked solemnly, "Anping, tell me honestly, does getting these grains have any negative effects on you?"

Cao Anping waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, it was definitely not obtained illegally or in violation of regulations. It's just that during this special period, it's better not to make it public."

Qin Dashan breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said, "That's good, but I need to raise money to buy the food, and I can't let you bear the burden alone.

Don’t think you are poor just because we are short of food in the countryside. In fact, everyone has money in their pockets, but they just don’t have the means to buy food.”

Cao Anping naturally believed this statement. After all, it was a rural area on the edge of the city. How could it be possible that there was no savings at all?

When Cao Anping first came to the city, Qin Dashan forced 50 yuan on him, and he was also allowed to buy tonic medicine that cost five yuan a dose, which speaks volumes.

But Cao Anping is not short of money. More importantly, if he is investigated, delivering food to the village is a good deed, but the nature of the matter would be completely different if he received money.

So he insisted, "Uncle Dashan, listen to me. I don't need that little money, and taking money is considered a business, so you can't hurt me."

Qin Dashan thought about it and it seemed to be true, so he nodded and agreed.

"Uh...by the way, how much food do you mean?"

"There are corn flour and two-grain flour, totaling about 300 kilograms. You can handle them as you wish.

There are also 50 kilograms of soybeans. Uncle Dashan, if you see anyone in the village suffering from edema or even feeling weak all over, give them half a kilogram of soybeans every day. Let them eat them for three or four days and see how they get better. Don't rush to go to the city to see a doctor.

Because doctors in the city prescribe the same thing, so there’s no need to go there in vain. This happens quite often in hospitals nowadays.”

This amount was nothing to Cao Anping, but Qin Dashan was shocked when he heard it. Three hundred kilograms of coarse grains were barely acceptable, but soybeans were very precious and could not be bought even with money.

Even if you go to the hospital because of edema and the doctor prescribes a prescription, you'd be lucky if you can buy about the same amount.

Qin Dashan smiled bitterly and asked, "With so many things, Anping, you let me deal with them at will, aren't you afraid that I will take them?

You are testing me as a village cadre. "

Cao Anping said nonchalantly: "Uncle Dashan, I don't know what kind of person you are. This is settled.

I have asked someone to help deliver the food to the village a little later, and we will go and fetch it back then."

Qin Dashan is very prestigious in the village and is relatively fair in his work, so Cao Anping is very relieved.

And even if he really did embezzle money, Cao Anping would just think of it as repaying a favor of 50 yuan. It's a good thing to be able to see through a person earlier.

After the two of them had discussed it, they also went to the village commune.

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When we arrived at the commune canteen, we saw that the atmosphere was very lively. Many women were helping out. A large group of children gathered around, staring at the fat on the chopping board and swallowing their saliva madly.

Seeing Cao Anping coming, Wang Shuqin, the village head's wife, hurried forward to ask: "Anping, everyone says it's a waste to stew such good meat with vermicelli.

How about boiling some oil first? Then you can use the oil residue to stew the vermicelli."

Cao Anping waved his hand and said, "Aunt, just stew it. It's better to eat better during the New Year. There are only 30 to 40 kilograms of meat in total, so each person only needs three or four pieces."

He understood everyone's desire to save money, but if they really over-expended themselves, it would be troublesome to divide the money up later. He couldn't have good intentions but end up doing something worse.

It was Cao Anping's stuff, so since he had made the decision, everyone had to follow his advice. This made the children very happy, as they thought the big piece of fat meat had turned into small greasy residue.

Seeing that he could not help much, Qin Dashan picked up a burning piece of wood from the stove and took Cao Anping to the office to warm themselves by the fire and drink tea.

About an hour later, children's voices could be heard in the village, notifying everyone that it was time for dinner.

So, except for the elderly who had difficulty in moving, everyone came to the commune canteen happily, carrying steamed corn bread, coarse grain steamed buns and other staple foods.

Cao Anping and Qin Dashan were also called out, and everyone asked them to serve the food first.

He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about me. Give some to the elderly who can't come first."

Everyone praised him and took the opportunity to teach their own children a lesson as they could hardly control themselves.

Cao Anping felt a little embarrassed by the praise. Although he was indeed quite humble, the bottom line was that he was not hungry. Moreover, when he saw the white fat in the pot, he really had no appetite.

In the end, he only got a bowl of vermicelli to eat, which made everyone misunderstand that he was giving it to everyone. Some elderly people were even moved to tears.

Cao Anping felt a little embarrassed, but after seeing such a happy scene, he felt relieved.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "This is what Chinese New Year is like. Socializing in a courtyard is really boring."

This also made him more determined to go back to the village during the Chinese New Year in the future.

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