Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

Tang Xiaofu used a tape measure to measure Zhang Shuqin's waist, chest, and arm length, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Auntie. Zhengjun has made another 200 yuan this time. It's a long-term business, and he can make more in the future!"

Zhang Shuqin's eyes were slightly red, and she smiled and sighed: "Alas, I never thought that Zhengjun would be able to make money all of a sudden. Looking back, it's like a dream..."

She suddenly remembered that when Lin Zhengjun was three or four years old, she was spinning cotton yarn late at night, and Lin Zhengjun was sitting beside her, chewing a piece of steamed bread. He stared with his small black eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "Mom, Dad is working in the fields, and I will also work in the future and earn a lot of food and money - I will give it all to you to buy you clothes and food."

At that time, I thought that this good day would take a long time to come, but I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, what my son said actually came true.

"Then let's do it. After all, since the army is getting married, we need to have some decent clothes!"

Lin Sanhuai also nodded, and no one noticed that a relieved smile appeared on his serious face.

……

For dinner, Lin Zhengjun steamed a pot of big buns stuffed with pork and celery, and cooked a pot of thick, sweet rice porridge. The whole family ate with their mouths drooling, feeling extremely satisfied.

After dinner, Lin Sanhuai pulled out a newspaper roll and said, "The remaining malt has all fermented. I guess you'll have to make sesame candy in the next two days."

"Yeah." Lin Zhengjun nodded: "You two don't have to go to work anymore, just stay at home and help me!"

Lin Sanhuai did not agree directly, but asked: "What are your plans after this batch of malt is finished?"

"Keep doing it. It's such a profitable business, why stop?"

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "I estimate that it can be done at least until October. In October, sugarcane in the south and sugar beets in the north will mature, and sugarcane production will be sufficient, so the market supply will be sufficient."

"By then, the demand for our hemp candy will decrease. As for whether we should continue to make it or not, it depends on the market situation!"

Lin Sanhuai took a deep puff of his cigarette and said, "I think you need to hire two people to help."

"It costs money to hire workers. Can't you two just stay at home and help me?" Lin Zhengjun said softly.

Zhang Shuqin interrupted, "We don't work every day, and we don't have work points, so where will we get food?"

“Buy it with money!”

Lin Zhengjun said: "I have money, I have a good relationship with the people in the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and I can get food coupons. Why should I worry about not being able to buy food?"

"That being said, people will gossip about you!"

Lin Sanhuai shook his head and said, "We are a farmer's family. Farming is our duty. How can we do side jobs every day and not go to work?"

"Just two days ago, we were making sesame candy for you at home, and many members were pointing fingers at us behind our backs, saying that we were acting like descendants of landlords again and had not been reformed!"

In those days, the distribution mechanism was "first pay enough to the state, leave enough for the collective, and then distribute it to households according to work points." Agriculture was primarily responsible for supporting cities and completing the original capital accumulation of industry.

If the brigade successfully completes the state's agricultural product procurement and distribution tasks, the commune and county will give it material and spiritual rewards, otherwise it will be criticized.

The pressure is passed down layer by layer. If members are not active in their work and their work points do not reach the average, they will be seen as dragging down the collective and people will point fingers at them behind their backs.

The brigade would also criticize backward members and designate them as lagging behind in production, so most members had a strong sense of honor and performed actively.

"That's okay!"

Lin Zhengjun thought about it and nodded, thinking about who to ask for help.

……

Late at night, Wei Hongbing’s home.

"Ugh! Chief of Staff Wei, the snails you cooked are so fishy and salty that even dogs wouldn't eat them!"

In the kitchen, Wu Shuanzhu spat a mouthful of chewed snails onto the ground, frowning.

"Your cooking skills are terrible, and I can't eat it!"

"Oh, this day has been a waste of time!"

Lin Tiedan and Zhao Laipi also complained crazily.

"Whoever can do it can do it, if you can't do it, don't force me!"

Wei Hongbing cursed: "You guys can't even get a drop of vegetable oil, you just boiled it all in water, it's a wonder it tastes good!"

Wei Hongbing's parents died early, leaving him and his grandmother to depend on each other. With no one to supervise them, his home became the headquarters of a group of second-rate people, who usually loved to play and gather here.

Today they got a lot of cicadas, snails, frogs, eels and miscellaneous fish to eat with wine, but there was no oil or seasoning, so they were all boiled in water, which naturally tasted terrible.

"Get out of here! I'm here!"

Lin Zhengjun walked in carrying a bowl of soybean oil, soy sauce and vinegar, as well as some cinnamon, star anise and bay leaves.

"Commander Wei, did you raid the U.S. military's supply warehouse? How did you get so many strategic materials?" Wei Hongbing gave up his position and asked in surprise.

"Oh my god, I got half a bowl of soybean oil!"

"Did you take it from your kitchen? Does Uncle Sanhuai know about it? Be careful or I'll spank you!" The friends were amazed and couldn't believe it.

Soon.

Lin Zhengjun prepared a table full of snacks.

Fried peanuts, fried cicadas, spicy snails, braised eel slices, dry-pot frogs, cold cucumber salad, and a mixed fish soup.

The brothers looked at the table of delicious food and couldn't help but open their eyes wide: "This is weird, when did Commander Lin learn to cook!"

“This craft is amazing!”

"Wow! Chicken Feather's cooking skills!"

Wei Hongbing expressed his dissatisfaction: "Commander Lin is adding a lot of oil like it costs nothing. It would be weird if it doesn't taste good. If you follow this method, even fried leather shoes will taste good. I can do that too!"

"Even having food can't stop you from talking nonsense, right?" Lin Zhengjun pulled over a stool and sat down, saying with a smile.

"Brothers, let's eat!" Wei Hongbing took out two bottles of fruit wine and everyone sat down around the table.

"This golden cicada is very greasy, and it must have used a lot of oil. This is my first time eating fried food. Before, I always cooked it with firewood!"

Lin Tiedan is the grandson of Lin Bingde. He comes from a relatively well-off family. He is about 1.8 meters tall, with a body full of lumps of flesh. He picked up a fried cicada and put it into his mouth.

Then his eyes suddenly widened, his face full of surprise: "Oh my god, this smells so good, so good, it's enough to make my tongue fall off!"

Subsequently.

Everyone picked up a fried cicada and started eating it. They immediately opened the door to a new world and exclaimed that it was delicious.

The taste of fried cicadas is something that few people can resist, even in the materially abundant modern times.

They sell for more than one yuan each on Pinxixi and Taobao, and there are also professional breeders.

What's more, in this age when people don't know the taste of meat, once people start eating it, they simply can't stop.

What's more, there is a table full of appetizers, including fried peanuts, spicy snails, braised eel slices, and dry-pot frogs, all of which have their own flavors and characteristics.

Wei Hongbing tasted every dish before raising his glass and saying, "Commander Lin, from today on, when it comes to eating, I will obey you in our brigade!"

Lin Zhengjun clinked his cup with his and said, "Didn't you say that I only know how to add more oil? Can you do it too?"

"I am superficial! There is cooking skill here, and every dish is cooked to perfection!" Wei Hongbing was willing to admit defeat at this point.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Everyone patted their bellies contentedly and sighed, "Oh, I feel so good after eating. I haven't eaten so well in a long time!"

“This is too much oil and water!”

Lin Zhengjun got to the point and said with a smile: "Brothers, do you still want to eat like this in the future? Follow me, and you will have oil and meat for every meal in the future!"

Wei Hongbing rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Commander Lin must have made a fortune, otherwise, if you took out so much oil, your father would kill you!"

Lin Zhengjun took out a thick stack of Great Unity from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"Oh my god, so much money!"

Wei Hongbing's eyes turned green, as if he had earned the money himself. He rubbed his hands in excitement and said, "This is the first time I've seen so much money!"

Everyone asked excitedly: "Commander Lin, how did you make money?"

"Making sesame candy..." Lin Zhengjun repeated it immediately.

"I said, Zhengjun, you made a smart decision. How could you buy Wei's malt for no reason? It turns out you are going to do something big!"

"Haha, Wei Shanhu's family is so stupid!" Everyone suddenly realized.

Lin Zhengjun then told the purpose of his visit, saying, "I want to expand production, but I don't have enough manpower, so I want to ask you for help. I'll provide you with a meal at noon, and two dollars a day!"

"Two bucks a day? Sixty bucks a month?!"

"Isn't that higher than the wages of workers in the city?"

When everyone heard this, their eyes widened in disbelief, their faces filled with anticipation and excitement.