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Chapter 162 How much is a catty?

Chapter 162 How much does it cost per pound?

Xu Chengcai couldn't laugh or cry, "Mom, how dare you think that Su Zhiqing is the clouds in the sky, and your son and I are the mud on the ground! Am I worthy?"

"Also, I heard Uncle Zhiqiang say that Su Zhiqing actually has the same surname as us, but I don't know what happened here, so he changed his surname later."

"She is from the same clan as us!"

There was also an unwritten custom in this era that people with the same surname did not marry.

Especially if they are from the same clan, that is the same as that.

Chengcai's mother quickly slapped herself in the mouth, "Hey, look at my nonsense."

Outside, Susie and Qiao Mu had already walked away. Qiao Mu grabbed Susie's hand and put it in his pocket to warm it. The two of them walked forward closely together.

When they arrived at the courtyard of the collective household, Qiao Mu reluctantly took out Susie's hand.

He whispered: "You don't have to get up too early tomorrow. I'll call you when we're almost done."

Several people decided to put the charcoal in the car early tomorrow morning and head to the county town.

Susie nodded, took the flashlight from Qiao Mu, waved to him, "Go to bed early."

Before going to bed, Susie set the alarm clock for four-thirty. When the alarm clock rang in the morning, she immediately stopped it, and then got up and dressed lightly.

After getting dressed, Susie went over to call Qiao Mu and the others, but they all got up.

Qiao Mu was not there, and Zhu Zhicheng said that Qiao Mu had gone to drive the tractor.

Susie quickly scooped up water and washed herself.

After a while, I heard the sound of a tractor outside the yard, and soon the sound stopped.

Qiao Mu came in from outside and together with Zhu Zhicheng and Yuan Gang, moved bags of charcoal from the house to the car.

Three people could move it quickly, and it only took five o'clock to load all the dozens of bags of charcoal into the car.

Susie stuffed two boiled sweet potatoes for each of them, and they wolfed down the food before getting in the car.

Susie wrapped her down jacket tightly, wrapped her head with a scarf, and climbed onto the tractor.

Zhu Zhicheng was careful and saw that the wind in the car was strong, so he specially pulled Yuan Gang to adjust the position to block the wind for Su Qian.

It was past six o'clock when we entered the county town. Susie identified the direction and directed Qiao Mu to drive directly to the food factory.

The main door of the food factory has not been opened yet, only a small door has been opened.

Susie got off the car and entered through the small door. When she was almost walking to the reception room, she saw the janitor coming out of the car carrying a kettle.

Su Qian smiled at the uncle, and the uncle recognized him immediately. When Su Qian left last time, Han Bomin sent Su Qian to the yard and gave her a tractor. The uncle was deeply impressed.

He smiled and said: "Come to see your uncle? Why didn't you drive the tractor today?"

"The tractor is parked outside, and I was planning to ask you to open the door." Susie said as she put the box of cakes she was carrying on the table in the communication room.

The uncle's eyes narrowed with laughter. After all, he was a relative of the factory director. He was beautiful, spoke politely, and was so generous with his actions.

He put down the kettle in his hand and picked up the key on the table. "Oh, why are you so polite? I'll open the door for you."

The uncle opened the door, and Qiao Mu drove the tractor in. Susie thanked the uncle, jumped on the truck, and directed Qiao Mu to drive forward.

The tractor drove until it stopped in front of the last dormitory building.

Several people got off the tractor to stretch their hands and feet. Yuan Gang asked: "It's so early, your aunt and the others probably haven't gotten up yet."

Susie looked at her watch, it read six forty, which meant it was already too early.

She raised her head and looked at the window at the east end of the second floor. The light was on.

She estimated that her aunt and the others had just woken up and were probably busy washing up at the moment.

It wasn't until seven o'clock that Susie went upstairs.

The door to the living room of her aunt's house was still closed. Just as Susie was about to reach out and knock on the door, the door suddenly opened.

Han Feng stood by the door and looked up at Su Qian. He was stunned for two seconds and suddenly shouted in, "Mom, Sister Qian is here!"

Xu Zhixia was changing the briquettes in the stove. She turned around and waved to Su Qian, "Come in, come in, why are you here so early in the morning?"

Susie said: "The charcoal mentioned last time has been prepared and brought here."

Xu Zhixia changed the coal and closed the lid underneath, "Pull it over? Then I'll ask your uncle to go down and move it."

Susie held her back and said, "No, there are a few male educated youths from our production team down here who can help move it."

Xu Zhixia nodded, "That's okay."

"You haven't had breakfast yet, how many people are down there?"

Susie quickly waved her hand, "We have eaten. We cooked sweet potatoes in the morning."

Xu Zhixia combed her hair in front of a mirror on the wall, "What's the use of sweet potatoes!"

"Han Feng, get some more meal tickets and get twenty steamed buns."

Han Feng agreed, went into the house to get a meal ticket, went to the kitchen to get a big basin, and then went downstairs.

Xu Zhixia combed her hair, pulled Su Qian and went downstairs.

When I went downstairs, I saw the tractor downstairs. There were three handsome young men standing next to the tractor, especially those standing tall and straight in the trees. They were extremely handsome.

Xu Zhixia smiled and said: "Why is the Feng Shui in Giethoorn Village so good recently? All these guys are so energetic."

She stretched her head and looked into the compartment of the car, "Hey, there are quite a few."

"Let me see what the quality is like."

Zhu Zhicheng opened a sack and revealed the dark charcoal inside.

He shook the bag a few times, and the charcoal hit each other and made a crisp sound.

Susie said: "This charcoal is easy to burn. We have been burning it in our house for several days. The fire is strong and there is no smoke."

Xu Zhixia nodded, "Okay, how much does it cost per pound?"

This time everyone was asked, no one knew how much a pound should be sold for.

Su Qian said: "Auntie, whatever price you paid for it last year, we will follow that price."

"How much did I buy per catty last year?" Xu Zhixia thought for a while, "It seems to be five cents per catty, yes, that's the price!"

Susie nodded, "Then five points." Then she discovered a problem, they didn't have a scale!

Xu Zhixia obviously noticed it too. She thought for a while and said, "There is a scale in the cafeteria. Let's go to the cafeteria and weigh it."

Xu Zhixia led the way, and Qiao Mu followed her on the tractor.

The cafeteria is not far from the dormitory area. The car drove to the cafeteria and stopped, just in time to see Han Feng coming out with a large bowl of steamed buns.

Xu Zhixia waved him over, pointing to the steamed buns in the basin, "Take two each of you."

Several educated youths are from the north. Steamed buns are their staple food, but they rarely eat them once in the south. Now when I see the white and plump steamed buns, they feel particularly tempting, but they don't want to eat them.

I have the nerve to extend my hand.

Su Qian smiled at Han Feng, reached for one, and said to Qiao Mu and the others: "You're welcome, eat it."

Several people were still embarrassed to take it, so Xu Zhixia picked up the steamed buns and stuffed them into their hands.

Zhu Zhicheng still had black ash on his hands. Xu Zhixia handed the steamed bun to him. He quickly wiped his hands on his clothes and took the steamed bun.

Xu Zhixia told Han Feng, "Go back first." Then she said to several people, "You guys eat first, and I'll go to the canteen to borrow a scale."

Several male educated youths, who were old enough to eat, took the steamed buns and ate them in big gulps.
Chapter completed!
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