Hu Jiahao said with some sadness, "Brother, I really have no choice now. My daughter-in-law was originally ill and had a heart disease. The doctor originally refused to let her have a baby, but she felt that... not giving me a baby would be a shame.

After I broke up, I felt sorry for our Hu family."

"She was pregnant with the baby. I didn't know until she was already pregnant. I originally wanted to have an abortion, but she was unwilling to die. In the end, I had no choice but to force herself to give birth."

"The child was born, but my wife's health is getting worse day by day. I have tried every method now, but the results of the treatment are not satisfactory. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to take the idea of ​​ginseng. Brother... How about you pay attention to it for me?

What? I'll pay for it, and even if I can't pick the sacred ginseng after going up the mountain, I'll have no problem with it, as long as someone is willing to take me up the mountain."

Fang Yuan saw that Hu Jiahao felt sorry for his wife. To be honest, he did better than himself in the previous life, and his heart felt a little soft. He could only say, "It's not that I won't help you. In addition to old mountain people, you also need good hunting dogs and dogs to go up the mountain."

Guns and hunting dogs are okay, they can be obtained, but guns are not good. Now our team only has two muskets, which are used to scare wild boars."

After Hu Jiahao thought for a while, he said in a deep voice, "I will find a way to solve the gun issue, as long as you can help me find someone..."

Fang Yuan said, "Just brag! It's hard to get a gun now. Don't take out ordinary muskets to show your eyes. That thing might be enough to scare wild boars, but it won't be enough to go up the mountain to save your life."

Seeing that Fang Yuan didn't believe in him, Hu Jiahao could only say, "I really have a way to do this. I may not be able to do it 100%, but I can try."

Fang Yuan was moved when he saw this and said, "Brother, do you work in the coal mine?"

Hu Jiahao nodded and shook his head and said, "I work in the coal mine, but I can't be completely considered a coal mine employee. If I really want to say... I work in the Bureau of Mines, but I am not a worker in the Bureau of Mines."

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, he worked in the Mining Bureau, but it was not part of the Mining Bureau, that is, it was a foreign station, and Hu Jiahao still had a way to get a gun.

Outside the Bureau of Mining, there are only two units that can get guns, one is the police station stationed in the mine, but these people are in the police system after all, and they have to report how every bullet is used, let alone talk to Fang Yuan with a gun.

After going up the mountain, only the Military Control Commission is left.

The Military Control Commission is a very special existence. It was established in 1967. After a special history, it began to be dismantled in 1972 following the "Notice on Consulting Opinions on the Issues of Three Arms and Two Armed Forces".

It is said that most of the departments should have been abolished five years ago, but due to the special nature of some departments, the abolition process is relatively slow. This is the case with the Mining Bureau. There is still a Military Control Commission for the time being. It will not take long to formally abolish it. It will be completely abolished in two years.

Lost.

In other words, even if Hu Jiahao is not a member of the Military Control Commission, he must be related to someone from the Military Control Commission. Thinking of this, Fang Yuan glanced at Hu Jiahao's belt, good guy, there is a shining star on the belt buckle, it's serious.

Armed belt!

Hu Jiahao did not reveal his identity. Although Fang Yuan guessed it, he did not say anything more. Fang Yuan only promised to go back and help Hu Jiahao pay attention. If he met a suitable person, he would definitely ask for Hu Jiahao.

Hu Jiahao had no other choice. He thanked Fang Yuan again and again. The three of them finished breakfast and then dispersed. Fang Yuan took Lao Liu to calculate today's harvest. There were fifty-one dollars in cash alone.

There are some tickets.

The cash almost doubled from yesterday. The money earned from selling eels in two days was more than the seven or eight members of his family earned in a year. Fang Yuan couldn't help but sigh that capitalism still has its merits. If this continues

If you go down and work twice, you will have enough money to build a house.

The brothers did not go home directly after dinner. Instead, they went to the department store with their tickets. The tickets given by Hu Jiahao were basically food stamps and meat stamps, including twenty-five kilograms of food stamps and five kilograms of meat stamps, but there were also

There are several cloth tickets, totaling twenty-three square feet.

A square foot is 33 centimeters. Generally, if an adult wants to make a set of clothes, he will need eight or nine feet of cloth. The cloth stamps given by Hu Jiahao are enough to make clothes for two people, and even three sets of clothes for children.

It seems that Fang Yuan has taken a big advantage. If these food stamps, meat stamps, and cloth stamps are resold, they can be sold for more than ten yuan. Especially cloth stamps are rarer than meat stamps. Most families themselves

not enough.

When some families marry a daughter-in-law, they have to make a new dress for the new daughter-in-law, so they will find a way to get cloth tickets from outside. Usually a piece of clothing is worn by the father, his son, the eldest son, the younger son, and even the son.

After wearing it, can the girl continue to wear it and make new clothes? That doesn’t exist.

Department stores have counters dedicated to selling cloths, and all cloths are placed on the counter according to type. The most popular ones now are Dacron, which is also called polyester, and there are two types: pure cotton and cotton-wool blend.

This kind of material is wear-resistant, does not lose shape, dries quickly after washing, and is cool when worn on the body, so in addition to being called "really good", it is also called "really cool".

It is a good thing in this era. If you have a really good shirt in the city, it may be more fashionable, but if you are in the production team and someone makes a really good shirt, he must be the most handsome guy in the production team.

However, after the 1970s and 1980s, there was no market for this kind of material, because although indeed Liang had many advantages, the advantages were all targeted, that is, they were suitable for that poor era.

Wear-resistant and not out of shape, the clothes can be worn for a long time, and they dry quickly after washing, so there is no delay in work. However, in terms of comfort, they are completely defeated by mainstream fabrics.

The two brothers made their selections at the counter. In addition to buying cloth, cloth stamps can also buy finished clothes. Just like food stamps, you can get as many cloth stamps as you want with the materials you use. However, the price of different materials fluctuates.

Fang Yuan thought about it and bought twenty feet of cotton cloth. It was uncomfortable to wear in Deliang. Even if it was wear-resistant, it was useless to Fang Yuan. Could he not even be able to take care of his family's clothes in the future?

"How do you sell this cotton cloth?" Fang Yuan asked, pointing to the cotton cloth on the counter.

The salesperson glanced at Fang Yuan's clothes and said impatiently, "Three cents per foot, but you need a cloth ticket. If you don't have a cloth ticket, don't ask!"

Fang Yuan's attitude towards the salesperson is not surprising. This is the age of eating from a big pot. The salesperson does not care whether the consumer is God. Anyway, he is receiving a dead salary.

In the 1970s, not only salespeople could talk to customers, ticket sellers could talk to you, and waiters could also talk to you. You could expect these people to give you a good attitude, unless you were a leader.

"Give me twenty feet of this cotton cloth." Fang Yuan took out the cloth coupons and money. He had nothing to say to these people. He just did what he had to do.

The salesperson didn't hesitate, just took out a ruler and measured twenty feet of cloth for Fang Yuan. One piece of cloth was only forty feet in total. Fang Yuan finished half of it in one breath and took it back.

After cutting the cloth, the salesperson said, "See you didn't bring a bag, let me find one for you!"

"The relationship is good, thank you." Fang Yuan said with a smile. Facts have proved that the people are kind-hearted. As for talking to you, it may be a professional habit.

The salesperson wrapped Fang Yuan in cloth, and when he smelled the fishy smell on Fang Yuan and the two brothers, he asked curiously, "Are you two from the Fisheries Bureau?"

Fang Yuan smiled and said, "No, we from the production team didn't catch some fish, but relatives are here."
Chapter completed!