Back to the era with space materials

The girls' long breathing could be heard in the room, and the cries of grasshoppers and other small reptiles could be heard outside. Si Ningning listened for a while, turned over tentatively, and found that there was no side leakage, then carefully climbed up, put on her shoes and tiptoed out of the room.

I'm a little hungry...

Si Ningning entered the space, first went to the bathroom, and then went to the kitchen to wash some rice and make porridge.

While cooking porridge, Si Ningning sat on the sofa in the living room and took out all the money he earned during the day.

Most of them were one or two dimes, and the largest denomination was the black ten dollar note given by Mo Bei.

In this era, the maximum denomination of RMB was ten yuan. Different names were used in different periods of its inception, for example, ten yuan. As far as Si Ningning knew, there were two names, one was called "Black Shi Yuan" and the other was called "Ten Yuan".

Great Unity".

There are not many sets of Black Shiyuan produced, and they are rarely seen in circulation on the market. They are also more valuable for collection in later generations.

Si Ningning stretched out the black piece of paper and looked at it repeatedly from near and far.

There are not many creases and not much wear on the banknotes. It can be seen that Mo Bei takes good care of them.

Si Ningning's eyes flickered and an idea came to her mind.

On the one hand, the collection intention may be because the amount of this note is not small. On the other hand, can it also tell a little bit about Mo Bei's character and conduct?

Putting his thumb against the middle finger and flicking the banknote, Si Ningning got up and went to the study. He wandered back and forth in front of the bookshelf twice, pulled out an idiom dictionary from the top, casually opened it to the center and carefully took out the black ten dollar folder.

He walked in and took the dictionary all the way to the living room.

After that, he followed the same pattern. Whenever he saw a well-preserved banknote, Si Ningning carefully flattened it and put it in the dictionary.

She has a computer and a mobile phone in her space, but no Internet. Whether she collects these things or kills time, she has to find a "hobby" to enrich and entertain her life.

Twenty-five kilograms of rice was sold for 12 yuan and 50 cents, two large bags of noodles totaling 6 kilos were sold for 4 yuan, a military kettle was sold for 12 yuan, and after counting the various bills, the total amount was 28 and a half yuan.

It doesn't look like much, but it's a month's salary for a middle-class factory worker in this era.

Once the collected bills were removed, the money at hand was only sixteen and fifty-two cents, including the remaining one yuan that Si Ningning originally had.

A dozen dollars were piled together, and a thick pile felt like ten thousand dollars. Si Ningning felt that he had made a lot of money, but it seemed that he had not fully earned it.

This amount of money must be abundant among the educated youth, but considering Si Ningning's previous living conditions, this is really not enough.

I don’t know when the next vacation will be. After thinking about it, Si Ningning decided to wait until dawn before going to the town.

After making a decision, the kitchen rice cooker beeped. Si Ningning filled a bowl of white porridge and drank it. The ingredients and seasonings in the space were quite comprehensive, but there were no side dishes to go with the porridge. She secretly thought about it.

, I will look back and see if I can try to do something.

The temperature of the space was constant. After eating a bowl of hot porridge, Si Ningning sweated a lot on her forehead. However, the temperature of the space was constant, so she didn't feel hot. Instead, she felt that her belly, which had always been uncomfortable with swelling, felt much better.

Without the "weight" on his body, Si Ningning's mood improved significantly. He finished washing the dishes and returned to the kitchen, then went to look at the situation of the pigs and vegetable fields.

Several of the pigs are already taller than Si Ningning's knees. Except for pig feed in the first few days, they basically only eat cucumbers, vines and pigweed. Now they are taller, but they don't have much fat on their bodies.

Si Ningning speculated that there were no fat-stimulating hormones in green plants, and she secretly comforted herself: no hormones were a good thing.

I absolutely do not admit that it is because the pigs did not eat enough that they are so thin.

There are several types of local fodder for feeding pigs, but any wild grass that can be harvested locally and cut anywhere is called "pig grass".

After receiving information from Chen Lianmi before, Si Ningning circled a separate area in the space and transplanted a kind of vine with dark red buds and some purslane.

These two types of pigweed are the easiest to obtain in the countryside, but because there are not many work points for cutting pigweed, there are only two work points for cutting four baskets a day. Therefore, most of the children in the team do this work, and they can exchange some work points to help their parents.

Milk shares the burden of the family.

The transplanted pigweed is growing very well, especially the vine grass with dark red buds, which is growing like crazy.

In order to make it easier for them to climb vines, Si Ningning built a simple triangular climbing frame out of bamboo when they were first transplanted. He cut some of them every day to feed the pigs. Nowadays, the long row of triangular climbing frame is still covered by vines.

Full.

However, these are not enough, and several tripod climbing frames need to be expanded.

After all, pigs continue to grow and eat more and more.

As usual, Si Ningning cut an entire large trash can full of pig grass to feed the pigs. After finishing, he cut the remaining bamboo in the space in half and nailed three sections of bamboo into the soil to form a cone.

Between the cones, a piece of intact bamboo is placed as a connecting climbing frame.

Although vines belong to the Vine family, they are still different from melon vines and grape vines. They are close to the ground and have stolons that penetrate into the soil, allowing them to grow well and densely.

In order to ensure that the rattan grass frame will not be easily shaken and damaged in the future, Si Ningning found some ropes to tie it up and fix it.

There was no hemp rope in the space, so I turned over some sweater thread and used it as a substitute. After the two rows of shelves were tied up, I pressed my hands on the shelf and pushed it back and forth twice to make sure it was stable. Then Si Ningning turned around and squatted down to where the vine grass had grown.

in front of the shelf.

She didn't even look for a hoe, but just pulled twice with her hands, pulled out three or four sections of stolons with roots from the bottom, and buried them under the newly built shelf. Only in this way was she completely finished.

After that it was just a matter of waiting.

Waiting for the roots to take root and new buds to grow...

In addition to the transplanted pigweed, all kinds of vegetables and vegetables grew wildly in the space, and the amount was too large. Si Ningning would occasionally pick some of them to feed the pigs. The problem of pig rations has basically been solved.

What gave Si Ningning an even bigger headache was the pig manure.

Pigs eat more and poop more. As pigs get bigger and bigger, the problem of dealing with pig manure is also urgent.

The soil in the space is fertile enough, so there is no need to add fertilizer at all, and Si Ningning does not want to make the space a mess.

In the past, the pigs were still small and didn't poop much. She usually disposed of the pig manure and dumped it in the bamboo forest behind the mountain, or secretly dumped it in the retting pits of the production team's fields. However, this method only applied to the past. Now that the pigs are bigger, they poop.

Getting more won't work at all.

The composting pit is only so big. If you say you want to pour a small bucket or half a bucket into it, others won't be able to tell. But if the composting pit is piled up to the top, even a fool can see it!

I have to think of a way...

Si Ningning frowned and added water and food to the pigs, then went into the house and took a hot shower to get rid of the strange smell.

I rubbed the clothes I had soaked before and poured them into the washing machine. I also packed up the things I planned to take to town after dawn. After I finished drying the clothes, I made room and quietly climbed into bed and lay down.

She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep until dawn, and the faint sound of roosters crow could be heard from the brigade. Si Ningning finally couldn't lie down anymore. She rolled to get up, but she saw Xu Shuhua got up first on the bed at her feet.

Si Ningning raised her head and asked, "Why are you going?"

"Go to the toilet."

"Oh!" Si Ningning said "oh" and fumbled to get up.

Xu Shuhua looked at her sleepily, "Why are you going? It's my day off. You guys can't get up for breakfast, so you don't have to get up so early."

Si Ningning paused slightly while putting on her shoes, and then she remembered that according to the days, a month had passed, and today happened to be a new week, and it was her turn to cook and clean.

"I thought about it last night. I still have some things I haven't bought. I have to go to the town again... Shuhua, I'm getting ready to leave. Can you take over my shift today?"

Xu Shuhua nodded, but then said: "Can you do it alone? It's not even bright yet..."

"Okay, okay, I've memorized the road... I'm going to the main road, there are wheel marks there, I definitely can't lose it," Si Ningning said, confirming the ticket.

Xu Shuhua was still worried and wanted to go with Si Ningning, but she was short of money and didn't buy anything when she went, fearing that Si Ningning would think too much.

She was still hesitating, but Si Ningning had already finished washing up quickly and disappeared without a trace with a basket on his back. He was so anxious that he didn't even make the bed.

Xu Shuhua was speechless for a while, and folded the small blanket on Si Ningning's bed neatly, muttering to herself: Nothing will happen, right...?

These days, you need to get a letter of introduction when traveling far away. For example, if a member goes to the county, he must get a letter of introduction from the production team leader or team leader, but this is not required for daily shopping in the town.

Even so, Si Ningning is not a native of the team. As a foreign educated youth, she needs to report all her trips to the "organization".

So, after going to the production team to say hello to Zhao Hongbing, Si Ningning set off for the town.

At about 6:30 in the morning, there were already large orange-red clouds floating in the east, and there was heavy dew on the road.

Walking out from the production team, Si Ningning inadvertently glanced into the distance. The mountain road he was about to walk was shrouded in mist, vague and hazy, like ink scattered in the water.

It looks a bit mysterious.

Si Ningning didn't feel scared at all. She walked steadily step by step with the empty basket on her shoulders.

As I told Xu Shuhua this morning, she took the high road.

After walking all the way to the rope bridge and making sure that he had not gone astray, Si Ningning looked around, entered the space, put on yesterday's outfit in advance, and then left the space to continue moving forward until it was almost eight o'clock in town.

Si Ningning went to the state-owned restaurant first and ordered a bowl of porridge for one penny. When it was served, a small plate of pickled radish was also given as a gift.

The person taking orders and passing food around is still the same woman as yesterday.

The woman didn't recognize Si Ningning. Faced with the situation where the "guest" only wanted a bowl of porridge, she didn't say much and her expression was quite normal.

I was probably really frightened by what happened yesterday, and I more or less have a longer memory.

Si Ningning did not continue to dwell on this matter. After finishing her porridge, she carried the basket and left the state-owned hotel.

I followed the same path I took yesterday to the black market, but when I turned a corner, I was blocked by someone.

As soon as you pass this corner, you will immediately see the grassland...

"Hey! What do you do?"

A boy with a flat head blocked Si Ningning's path, holding a short wooden stick against Si Ningning's stomach, forcing Si Ningning to retreat.

Si Ningning was wearing high heels, and the road was uneven, so she was blocked by someone without warning and pushed like this. She staggered and almost didn't fall. Fortunately, there was an alley wall next to her, so she quickly gave her a hand.

Behind the young man were several accomplices, both male and female, all of about the same age.

There were five or six people in the group, holding wooden sticks in their hands and wearing red strips on their sleeves. In the corner beside them, squatting were two dark-skinned men and a middle-aged woman with messy hair.

Si Ningning silently glanced around quickly. The two men were squatting with their hands on their heads and not talking, while the middle-aged woman was silently shedding tears.

There was a bamboo basket lying on the ground. I don’t know who it belongs to. The broken eggs inside flowed everywhere...

This is not a robbery, but...

It’s a waste of speculation!

Si Ningning's heart skipped a beat and her brain quickly turned to the left. However, because she didn't answer in time, the boy frowned and pushed her fiercely, "I'm asking you a question!"

"Why are you talking nonsense to him? If you are carrying a basket on this road, you are destined to be just like those stinky rats, engaging in speculative activities!" said another young boy with a flat head and a horse face.

"That's it, bring his basket! If he is really a speculator, he should smash it!" said the only girl with crotch braids among the five or six people.

This group of people are the same type of people who once went to the Hu family in Team 3 to cause trouble.

If you can't put a grain of sand in your eyes, you can use chicken feathers as arrows. If you are black, they will call you white, and if you are white, they will naturally call you black.

Although Si Ningning felt aggrieved, she also knew that she could not openly conflict with these people at the moment.

"Who are our enemies and who are our friends? This is the primary question of the revolution." Si Ningning said the characteristic quotations of this era, and took off his backpack calmly, "Comrade, I went to the ferry to pick someone up.

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The more you talk, the more mistakes you make, and there will be more loopholes. Si Ningning stopped clicking and handed the basket over, and then began to remain silent.

In the 1960s and 1970s, everyone talked about the quotes of great men. It was common to read the quotes when going out, and it was even more honorable to be able to match the quotes.

Ordinary people usually only know these two simple sentences, "study hard and make progress every day", and the other is "serve the people".

Culture has not been popularized, and due to some reasons, schools are now closed everywhere. There are really few people like Si Ningning who can say so many words and it is difficult to remember the quotations.

Look at me, and I look at you, and then look at Si Ningning, who is dressed in men's clothing and has a handsome face. He is a very educated man, and his outfit is not cheap, especially if there is someone behind him.

Bar?

The boy with a flat head looked a little nervous, and the basket in his hand was light and fluttering. He took off the cloth covering the mouth of the basket and took another look, and found that there was nothing inside. Looking at everything, Si Ningning really didn't look like he was going to engage in reselling.

Being accustomed to eating soft things rather than hard things, and worried about offending others, Xiao Pingtou took the lead and returned the basket to Si Ningning, saying: "Okay, I have nothing to do with you, hurry up and leave."