With a Door In Mind

The car entered the village and drove on the widest road. From time to time, some villagers stopped and looked at the truck.

At the entrance of a relatively large yard, Zhou Xiaochuan stopped the car.

It should be that the people inside heard the movement, and a few people came out from inside.

The leader was an old man who was almost sixty years old, and there were three middle-aged men behind him. They all looked at Zhou Xiaochuan curiously, knowing in their hearts that it was probably here to pull Ma.

But this age is too young.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the few people in front of him, and asked with a smile, "Hello, I'm looking for Captain Wang to pull the hemp."

After he finished speaking, he handed out the one in his hand.

A middle-aged man next to him took it. After looking at it, he said to the old man next to him, "Uncle Six, the textile factory came to pull hemp."

The old man nodded when he heard the words, "Little comrade, wait a minute, I'll have someone move it."

After speaking, he turned around and returned to the village headquarters. After a while, there was a loud horn from the village.

"Labor out to work. Labour out to work."

Zhou Xiaochuan glanced at it and saw that this provincial capital was taking advantage of it. It's a little early to power up.

However, this place will also be within the urban area in the future, but there is no plan for it now.

After a while, a group of people walked over listlessly.

A young man said helplessly to the old village chief, "Grandpa Liu, I'm so hungry that I can't walk, how can I work?"

"Little brat, just do the work if you want to. There's so much nonsense." After he picked up the branch next to him, he was going to knock him.

Seeing this, the other party hurriedly hid behind.

The others smiled when they saw this, and started to move things out of the village.

Zhou Xiaochuan glanced at it, and the people in the Wangwan Brigade were all a little vain as a whole, and some people even showed signs of edema.

This is a sign of severe malnutrition.

The old village chief was smoking a dry cigarette beside him with a cigarette rod.

If this is in other villages, you are so hungry, who cares if you are the village chief.

You can see the prestige of the old village chief in the village.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out of it and handed it to the other party.

The old man glanced at the cigarette in the other's hand and took it with a smile, "Oh, it's still a mouthful, I have to taste this."

After lighting it, I finished smoking in three or two sips, and sighed, "Hey, things are good things, but they're not very exciting."

Looking at the smoking posture of the other party, it was really fierce, three puffs of a cigarette.

Then he handed another one, and the old village chief waved his hand, "No, it's still the habit of smoking this dry cigarette."

After he finished speaking, he started smoking his own cigarette.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan put away the cigarette in his hand. Talk to the old man.

"Master, how many people are there in your village?"

Hearing the words, the old man smiled and said, "About two hundred people. Our village is small."

"Oh, I see some people inside are a little malnourished. Did they suffer from carrying such a heavy thing?"

Hearing the words, the old village chief sighed, "Then what can we do? There is only so much labor in the village."

"Then why don't you go to town and see if you can get something to eat?"

The old village chief sighed, "At this time, where is it not difficult?"

Then he took a sharp puff.

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded when he heard the words.

With the chat, he also knew the situation of this village.

There are only 200 people in the Xiaoshu Mountain Wangwan Brigade. Half of the fields in the village are grown for grain and half for hemp.

The hemp planted in previous years can replace part of the public grain, and if it is not enough, it can also buy some re-sale grain.

But in the past two years, the production of grain and hemp has been affected by the drought.

There is not enough food in the city, where can I buy the re-sale food. There is no food to buy, only hungry, so there will be some people edema.

Zhou Xiaochuan listened to the old village chief's nagging, but he didn't say much.

But what he is thinking now is that if one day in the future, Xiaohe can't be a soldier and come here.

It is also very close to the provincial capital, and it can be regarded as a rural area. In the future, it will also be assigned to the provincial capital.

After the road is repaired, it only takes less than half an hour to drive.

between thoughts. Valley

Everyone has loaded the hemp into the car.

The young man who spoke before said with a smile: "Sixth Master, the things have been moved, and I have to go back to sleep. This one back and forth wastes a lot of food."

The old village chief said angrily to him, "Get out of here."

The other party smiled and left.

When the others saw this, they all said hello to the old village chief and dispersed.

Seeing that everything was packed, Zhou Xiaochuan said hello to the old village chief and prepared to leave.

"Where's the note! That's for us."

Zhou Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, then took out the note and looked at it, there was indeed a stamp from the factory on it.

Then he said embarrassedly; "I'm sorry, it was the first time I pulled it, and I didn't quite understand it."

The old village chief took the note and said indifferently, "It's okay."

Zhou Xiaochuan watched everyone in the village leave, leaving the old village chief and three middle-aged people, hesitating for a moment, "Master, can you take a step to speak."

"What's the matter, is there something wrong?" Old Man Wang looked at him suspiciously.

Several other people saw Zhou Xiaochuan's hesitant expression and left voluntarily.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan asked, "Master, I see a big lake near you, why don't you go fishing?"

"That's digging a corner, how can this be done."

Hearing the words, the old village chief said righteously.

Zhou Xiaochuan pouted when he heard the words, he didn't believe that the other party would not do this.

Seeing this, the old village chief smiled awkwardly. He didn't know what the other party meant, so he asked, "Just say what you mean."

"I want to ask, do you want to trade grain for dried fish?"

Although this is not a good reason, but for a while, Zhou Xiaochuan couldn't think of anything else.

"You are..."

"Someone can afford food." Zhou Xiaochuan blinked at him after finishing speaking.

Seeing this, the old village chief "understood" who this "someone" was.

Then he said embarrassedly: "This can't be done explicitly, it can only be done secretly, and it can't be done much."

"A pound of fish for 3 pounds of sweet potatoes, or a pound of dried fish for 5 pounds of sweet potatoes."

Hearing Zhou Xiaochuan's words, he moved for a while, thinking about the situation in the village, and said, "Is it true or false?"

"Father, why am I lying to you? I don't have any sweet potatoes, so you can eat the fish yourself."

The old village chief nodded when he heard the words.

Finally, he said with a ruthless heart: "Well, how will you get it then?"

Hearing that the old man agreed, he smiled and said, "Old man, I will come to you directly when the time comes, but..."

"But what?"

"No one will report it?"

He thought that Zhou Xiaochuan was unwilling again, and when he heard the latter words, he smiled: "Don't worry, old man, it's still useful for me to speak in the village."

After the other party finished speaking, he was still arrogant.

Zhou Xiaochuan pouted when he heard the words. It is not uncommon for sons to report Laozi, but most of them are students above junior high school.

After learning something, I always think my consciousness is good enough.

It's a bit risky though. But it is also barely acceptable, after all, it is now the practice for drivers to take things out.

But Zhou Xiaochuan thought about whether to find someone else to do it.

But if others knew about Zhou Xiaochuan's exchange rate, they would probably call him stupid.

The two probably discussed the method of the transaction.

That is, Zhou Xiaochuan gives the food first, and then pulls the fish every other day or a few days.

This can be explained as money to buy.

In this way, even if someone else pulls the fish, the filling will not be revealed. At most, the money has already been given.

As for whether to give food but not fish, this Zhou Xiaochuan really didn't care much. The big deal is that there is no next time.

This place may be considered as a fallback in the future.

Jiangtai Village counts as one, and this is also counted as one.