"Pingzi, you will be a national cadre in the future. Unlike you and me, you must not imitate me in bragging. I can't help it. As a production captain, I can't brag.
As a future national cadre, you must be careful when speaking and never speak nonsense." His father educated Zhang Junping seriously.
Zhang Junping was both funny and touched. In order to educate him, his father did not hesitate to use himself as a negative example.
"Da, we will go to the county town tomorrow and I will show you around. You will know that I am not bragging."
Zhang Junping did not explain, but planned to take his father around the county town to see with his own eyes how prosperous the market is now and how scarce supplies are.
"It's okay to go to the county town. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Let's go to the county town and buy some New Year's goods."
Your mother is keeping the money and food stamps you sent back, so she can have a good year this year."
Previously, Zhang Junping exchanged a lot of national food stamps from the black market and sent money home.
"Da, you also advise my mother to spend the money as it should. The second, third, and Yingzi are just growing up, so they should eat more good food."
"I can't help your mother's temper." My father quickly shook his head. He couldn't take on this job. "But you don't have to worry about them. Since you sent the money back, your mother has never sold our eggs again.
I need to replenish the body of the second child. One egg a day can't be done, but one egg every two days can still be guaranteed."
In rural areas, being able to eat one egg every two days is a life that most rural children would envy with red eyes.
That night, Zhang Junping was half asleep and half awake, and did not sleep well.
First, she is not used to sleeping in the same bed with a man, even if that man is her father.
Second, my father's snoring was too loud. Not only was it loud, but it also sounded like a whistle. I don't know how my mother suffered.
The next day, just after dawn, my father got up quietly. He thought Zhang Junping was still sleeping, so he was very careful when he got up.
Instead of getting dressed on the bed, I carried my clothes and prepared to wear them outside, just to avoid waking up Zhang Junping.
Seeing this, Zhang Junping couldn't continue pretending to be asleep and got up from the bed, "Da! Why did you get up so early?"
"Did I wake you up?" my father asked guiltily.
"No, I've been awake for a while. I'm used to getting up early at school." Zhang Junping said with a smile while getting dressed.
When his son woke up, there was no need to go outside to get dressed. Zhang Yingyao sat directly on the bed and started getting dressed.
The clothes of this era are still very wearable.
Even cotton-padded clothes in winter are the same.
Just push your legs into your big cotton trousers, lift them up, tie them with a rope around your waist, tie up your legs, and then put the cotton-padded jacket on your body to complete the outfit.
This is still in good condition and has long johns and velvet pants inside.
Many people just wear cotton pants with their buttocks bare, and their upper body is almost naked and wear a cotton-padded jacket, with an extra rope around the waist.
When I opened the door and came out, my mother had also gotten up and was busy cooking in the kitchen.
Seeing Zhang Junping coming out with his father, he first smiled at Zhang Junping and said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Then he scolded Zhang Yingyao: "Don't you know how to be quieter when you get up? Boss has been driving for more than ten hours, and you woke me up."
"..." Zhang Yingyao felt aggrieved and refused to reason.
"Mom, I'm used to getting up early. I woke up earlier than Da. I was afraid of waking him up, so I didn't get up."
"Look, you are worse than a child. The boss knows that he is lying in bed waiting for you when he wakes up..." The mother continued to nag and reprimand the father.
Zhang Junping could only look at his father with sympathy, "There is nothing I can do, and I can't help you."
After breakfast, Zhang Junping carried his father on his bicycle and headed to the county town.
My father is a production captain and has a bicycle.
Of course, this bicycle was bought with the money sent back by Zhang Junping, and the industrial coupons given by the commune were considered as benefits to the production team leader.
This benefit has been available for a long time, but Zhang Yingyao could not afford the money to buy a car.
Others are pretending to be poor, but no one has two or three hundred yuan hidden away.
Their family is really poor. Just for a few children to go to school, they not only cannot save money every year, but also cause a lot of famine.
This situation did not get better until Zhang Junping was admitted to college.
The father and son rode bicycles to the county town, walked around and found a morning market.
The morning market sells everything, including Chinese cabbage, green radish, millet, flour, eggs, live chickens, pork, mutton, people selling food stamps, people selling daily necessities made of vitex, and people selling furniture.
There are also people selling breakfast, snacks, couplets, entrance fees, and New Year paintings, which is very lively.
Everywhere he went, Zhang Junping would patiently ask for prices. Basically, every time he asked for prices, he would buy a lot.
At a pork stall, Zhang Junping also bought a pig head and a pair of pigs.
I went to a mutton stall and bought half a sheep.
In a short time, the bicycle was filled with purchased items.
When I asked about the price again, the stall owner was obviously more enthusiastic than before. Even though Zhang Junping asked a lot of questions, many of which had nothing to do with the purchase, they were still willing to tell him.
Finally, Zhang Junping sold four Weihe carp before leaving the morning market.
We walked around, bought a lot of things, and left the morning market. It was only eight o'clock in the morning.
"Da, what do you think?" Zhang Junping asked on the way home.
"What do you think?"
"What do you think about the morning market?"
"It's very lively, there are a lot of people buying things, and the things are very expensive."
"Yes, eggs cost eight cents each, pork is free of charge, one yuan and three pounds per pound...
Tell me, if we raise a thousand chickens, how much can we sell eggs for a year? Not eight cents, just five cents each."
"How much?" My father calculated for a while but didn't understand.
"If we raise them intensively, a chick can lay eggs in about four or five months. Let's take five months. There are still seven months of egg-laying period in a year. A thousand hens, on average, eight hundred hens a day.
Counting an egg, it costs 40 yuan a day, 1,200 yuan a month, and 8,400 yuan half a year. After excluding the cost of feed, which costs 5,000 yuan, and the cost of buying chicks, which costs 500 yuan,
Basically, in this year, I can earn a thousand chickens for free and another 2,900 yuan.
The chicken we just bought cost three yuan. In other words, if we sell a thousand chickens a year later, we can make at least 6,900 yuan."
"Pingzi, that's not how the accounts are calculated. If the family has thousands of dollars, the hairy ones don't count.
If this chicken dies, it will kill one piece at a time, and a thousand chickens will all die in a few days." My father disagreed with Zhang Junping's calculation.
"You are right, a family with thousands of dollars and a hair does not count.
You just said it, this is an old saying.
What age are we in now? We must also pay attention to scientific chicken raising. Do you know people at the animal husbandry station? How much can it cost to find a technician to come and give guidance?
The country is now promoting and encouraging people to engage in agricultural production. If you raise a thousand chickens, the commune animal husbandry station will definitely be happy to send technicians to guide you in raising chickens."