Chapter 120

Ten yellow sheep sold for a total of 247.5 yuan!

This was because these ten yellow sheep were all carefully selected by Liu Guilan from the big pile of yellow sheep. The biggest was 52 jin, and the smallest was 47 jin.

The cafeteria director took the average weight of these two sheep as the standard, so it came out to 247.5.

Because Wang An gave the cafeteria director a yellow sheep, when Wang An left, the cafeteria director told Wang An that if there were any more rare items in the future, he didn't need to trouble Wu Dong and could come directly to him to handle them!

To tell the truth, as a government cafeteria, even in this year of extreme material scarcity, it wasn't lacking in meat supply, so common meat like wild boar and roe deer would definitely be provided to the government cafeteria by fixed hunters. It was basically impossible for Wang An to join in!

Therefore, the cafeteria director's words were basically nonsense to Wang An! But no matter what, it was a show of goodwill from the cafeteria director, so Wang An naturally thanked him repeatedly!

Leaving the government cafeteria, Wang An and Wu Dong sent the tiger cub to Wu Dong's residence. Wang An took the opportunity to ask Wu Dong if he had bullets for the revolver. He didn't expect Wu Dong to actually have them!

Wu Dong casually took two boxes, a total of 60 bullets, and handed them to Wang An! This made Wang An wonder, what exactly is Wu Dong's job? This is too awesome, right?

Wang An sent Wu Dong back to the government office to work and then headed straight for the supply and marketing cooperative.

Now, wanting to eat fine grain every meal is impossible, but it is very necessary to be able to eat it often!

Wang An made up his mind that after the land is divided, he must plant more rice and wheat. Damn, eating corn cakes every meal, or sorghum rice!

Fortunately, there is a lot of meat and oil at home now, otherwise, he would be constipated every day, and pooping would be a struggle. This life is not going smoothly!

Arriving at the supply and marketing cooperative, he used 150 jin of fine grain coupons to buy 100 jin of white flour and 50 jin of rice.

With 5 jin of sugar coupons, he bought 2 jin of brown sugar, 2 jin of hard candy, and 1 jin of maltose.

Sugar in this era is very simple. Besides white sugar, brown sugar, and rock sugar, the only snack sugars are bulk hard candy, bulk maltose, and White Rabbit Creamy Candy.

White Rabbit Creamy Candy is a high-end product. In the supply and marketing cooperative, it is only sold during New Year or holidays. Usually, you can't even see it, and wanting to buy it is even more impossible!

After buying grain and sugar, he had no coupons left in his hands!

Wang An wandered around the supply and marketing cooperative, looking left and right, wanting to find things that didn't need coupons and could be bought with money.

And don't say, Wang An really found one: snow cream!

Women in rural Northeast in this era either don't put anything on their faces, or if they do, it's "Face Cream," or "Ten Thousand Flowers"!

Snow cream is a proper high-end product among cosmetics in this era! Of course, there are many people who use it, but they are all from relatively wealthy families!

A bottle of snow cream is 3.5 yuan, three days' wages for a formal employee, and 6 days' wages for a temporary worker!

A white porcelain bottle the size of a goose egg, with a green-painted iron cap. A bottle this big, if used sparingly, is enough for one person for two years!

This is snow cream.

Wang An didn't hesitate and bought 5 bottles directly: one for his mother, one for his wife, and one for his two little sisters to share.

Things in this era basically don't distinguish between adults and children; things are so reassuring, and there aren't so many additives and various irritating chemicals!

The last two bottles: one for his wife, and let her take one to her maiden home, which can be considered her filial piety as a daughter!

The last bottle is for Shen Wei. Although this woman is aiming for his help, besides helping his family work, she is also very hardworking in bed!

And she is quite obedient in bed, doing whatever he asks, never knowing what resistance is! So, he can't just think of her when he wants her to work!

As a person, you still have to be particular, at least you have to have humanity! As for morality and loyalty, just being okay is enough!

After buying the snow cream, Wang An bought 4 packs of Bingcheng cigarettes, mainly for his father Wang Dazhu to smoke. Wang An himself only needs two or three packs a month, and he always buys them in small quantities at the small shop!

Although his father sells meat in the county every month and can sell 20 or 30 yuan, he doesn't dare to buy cigarettes, mainly because he is afraid of being scolded by his mother Liu Guilan!

You know, Liu Guilan is the proper boss at home, and the whole family is managed by her!

Actually, there are cigarette coupons in this era, but it depends on the brand. Local Northeast cigarettes don't need coupons, like Bingcheng, Changbai Mountain, Great Production, Ganoderma, Ginseng, Sun Island, etc., all don't need coupons!

Finally, he bought 50 jin of yellow paper and 5 jin of old newspapers.

Yellow paper, 4 cents a jin, is actually a very good thing. When Wang An was in school, he used this thing to staple together as a notebook.

And this thing can also be burned, used as yellow paper!

The last use was discovered by Wang An when he was buying paper. Originally, Wang An wanted to buy 3 jin, which would be enough to burn, but he suddenly discovered that the paper quality was very soft!

Wang An now feels that every time he finishes in the outhouse, wooden sticks or dirt clods are not easy to use, and there is a feeling that he can't wipe clean!

And toilet paper is not valued at all now, and it can be considered a very tight material! In the supply and marketing cooperative, this kind of commodity doesn't exist at all!

Wang An only remembers that toilet paper seemed to start becoming popular slowly in the 90s. But now, he suddenly discovered that the softness of this yellow paper could completely fulfill the duties of toilet paper!

Therefore, this is the reason why Wang An wanted to buy so much yellow paper!

As for the newspapers, Wang An planned to use them to paste the walls and ceilings. Before, there was no such condition, mainly because there was no white flour to make paste.

The little white flour he bought before, he couldn't bear to eat, so how could his mother agree to use it for pasting walls?

Although it was just pasting a layer of paper on the walls and ceilings, don't underestimate the role of this layer of paper. The temperature inside the house would rise by at least two or three degrees because of this layer of paper, and it would also look much cleaner and tidier!

Not looking at those goods that didn't have coupons and could only be looked at, making you jealous, but not sold to you, Wang An turned and left!

Drove the sled and went straight home!

On the way, Wang An pondered hitting that bear tomorrow. The few shots should have taken effect by now. It's possible that the bear is already hiding somewhere waiting to die!

Walking to that bend where special things always happen, Wang An pulled a stack of yellow paper from the sled and folded it simply twice. It is said that it only works if you fold it twice before burning. I don't know what kind of saying this is!

Wang An squatted at the bend, put the folded paper on the ground, then struck a match to ignite the paper, and muttered sounds in his mouth. What exactly he was saying, Wang An himself didn't know!

Because he had seen those who jump gods do this, and what exactly they were muttering, Wang An pricked up his ears and listened very carefully, but still couldn't hear clearly!

So he didn't know what they were muttering. Anyway, as long as the mouth is moving and there is sound, it's fine!

Wang An discovered that this paper burned very slowly, so he broke a tree stick and started poking it. While poking, he muttered, but suddenly remembered that he had forgotten a big thing!

Forgot to burn incense, screw! Isn't this nonsense!

Those gods all burn at least three sticks of incense, sometimes a whole bunch. Although I don't know what's going on, since I'm doing it, I have to make it look like something!

But there was no incense here. Wang An's eyes rolled, he took out the cigarette in his pocket, lit three, and stuck them upside down in the snow. This time he muttered very clearly: "Come, come, come, all smoke, smoke a cigarette to get warm, after getting warm, go do your work quickly!"

With Wang An's current appearance, whoever passes by here would be scared stiff. They would definitely think they met a ghost! This person is acting crazy; he's probably possessed by a ghost!

Wang An finished lighting the cigarette and muttering, thinking: Anyway, it's just like that! As long as the meaning is there, it's fine!

Besides, it's very likely that those gods like this cigarette smell! In this day and age, that's all uncertain!

This paper, I don't know what the hell is going on, it's really damn resistant to burning! Wang An squatted boredly and lit a cigarette for himself to smoke!

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