59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chapter 340 Warehouse Keeper

For ordinary people, a large sea wolf means at most a few more meals of meat.

In ancient times, tribute would be sent to the capital at an express speed of 800 miles for the emperor to taste something fresh.

If we replace him with a tyrant emperor, he might even issue an imperial decree to praise him.

But for the commune, it was a reflection of their political achievements, proving that they worked hard and served the people.

So the old patriarch promised that he would use his connections in the next few months to ensure that Zhou Jing got a good position.

"Forget about being a grain keeper. This position is too easy to offend people and make everyone unhappy. It has been replaced several times. I think it is better to be a warehouse keeper."

"Is this position okay?" Grandpa asked after taking a bite of the pike.

"Everything depends on human effort. Don't forget that we were the ones who donated the fish skin clothes last year. The commune must give us this honor." The old patriarch said shrewdly, "Those people want to make up for the loss with a few hundred kilograms of conchs. How can such a good thing happen?"

"If they don't agree, I'll go find the old director. He's been promoting fish skin clothing everywhere for the past six months. It's said that the price can be raised by three levels this year. He will definitely support us."

"Don't worry, this is easy to handle."

"Okay, the fish will be left here, and I'll go back first." Grandpa left the matter to others and wanted to go back to eat. If he went back now, he could still catch up with half of the time.

"What are you going back for? We brothers haven't talked to each other for a long time. Let's chat." The old patriarch said enthusiastically.

"What are you talking about in the daytime? Come to my house at night when you have time. I have good wine, a health-preserving wine mixed by my grandson himself. I guarantee that after you drink one glass, you will want another."

"No, you have some good wine but you don't want to bring it with you?"

"I've already told you that I came here to help Xiaoya deliver the fish, and I have to go back to eat it, but you insisted on dragging me along."

"Okay, I'll go to the commune in the afternoon and come to your house for dinner in the evening." The old patriarch said.

Grandpa felt something was wrong and asked suspiciously, "You've been thinking about doing this for a long time, haven't you?"

"How could that be possible? Xiaoya said nothing. If I hadn't seen my grandson eating meat buns (roujiamo) and sharing a bite with me, how would I have known that you had this good thing?"

The old patriarch laughed and said, "I was thinking of an excuse today, but now you've come to my door, and I don't catch you, wouldn't that be stupid!"

"You said it was planned long ago!" Grandpa said unhappily.

"Of course not. What I was thinking about this morning cannot be called a plan. At most, it was just a sudden inspiration and a plan came to my mind." The old patriarch laughed.

"I'm not going to talk to you any more. I'm going to go back and eat. Otherwise, it's over. There are three big tummies at home, so I'm sure they'll eat everything."

Grandpa quickly got up and went back.

Xiaoya and others served all the dishes only to find that the grandfather sitting on the chair had gone home.

"Why don't you stay and eat?"

Zhou Xiaoya's mother asked curiously, "But it's not to your taste?"

"No, he's not hungry." The old patriarch replied with a smile.

"Xiao Ya, you are a great hero today, eat more." The old patriarch said with a smile: "Or, you can go to school and be in the same class with Ding Hai. I will teach you personally, so I am not afraid of joining you temporarily."

Zhou Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and said, "Grandpa, I'd better go fishing at home."

"I didn't say you can't go fishing. Whenever Chen Feng comes, you can ask for leave and go fishing." The old patriarch felt a little guilty towards his granddaughter, but there was nothing he could do. Girls in the country have to go to the fields to work at the age of seven or eight.

When grandpa returned home, he quickly grabbed the last three roujiamo.

"Ajing, bring me my health wine, let's go together."

"Did it work?" Grandma asked in surprise.

The old lady had known for a long time that grandpa would definitely come back for dinner. The old patriarch’s family wasn’t easy either, as he was the one taking care of many lonely elderly people in the clan.

This is the responsibility of an old-school patriarch.

So I left three roujiamo hot in the morning and gave them to him as soon as he came back.

"Of course it's not done yet, but if he said it's not a big problem, then it's definitely not a big problem. The fish skin jacket Xiaofeng made last year was a great achievement."

Grandpa took a bite of Roujiamo proudly.

"It's not done yet, why are you so proud? Even if it is done, it will be Xiaofeng's credit!" Grandma looked at grandpa with contempt and poured him a bowl of mutton soup.

"Don't just eat steamed buns, drink some mutton soup to whet your appetite."

In just a few words, Zhou Jing had already gone to his grandfather's room and brought back two bowls of wine.

Large bowl.

When my grandfather saw it, he immediately felt heartbroken.

"Why are you pouring so much?"

"I said take one, one, one bite!"

Zhou Jing smiled honestly and said, "Dad, it's such a happy occasion, drink more."

"Drink, drink, drink. You drink so much. Don't you know how to be thrifty?" Grandpa was holding the bowl and was about to pour it back, but was stopped by grandma again.

"Okay, I'm happy today, so drink one more bowl. This will save him from thinking about your wine every day and not being able to drink to his heart's content."

Porridge was originally the main dish for lunch, but the two cousins ​​directly used sauerkraut, which they had never liked to eat, as the main ingredient and liked it more than fish.

This sauerkraut that absorbs the umami flavor of the fish is very much to their taste.

Spicy sauce porridge + sauerkraut, wow, you two have really strong tastes!

Chen Feng thought of the fructose porridge that Chen Litte liked to eat, and opened the schoolbag hanging on the nail in the kitchen.

"Xiao Feng, what's wrong?" Grandma thought he had swallowed sand or something.

Chen Feng took out a bottle of fructose from the space and placed it on the table.

"This kind of sugar mixed with porridge is quite sweet."

Sure enough, the two foodies immediately looked over there.

"What are you looking at? There's sauce in the porridge!" Aunt turned the bottle away in annoyance, took out a small spoon, and carefully gave each of grandma and Zhou Jing a bowl and a spoon.

"Aunt, please give me two more spoons." Chen Feng reminded.

My aunt added two spoonfuls.

Grandma stirred the sugar grains a few times, then took a sip of the porridge and smiled happily.

“Sweet.”

When the two cousins ​​heard this, they immediately quickened the pace of eating the porridge in their bowls.

The spicy sauce is delicious, but the sweet porridge looks even better!

Almost no one competed with Chen Feng for his clams.

According to my uncle, they used to eat this every day, from childhood to adulthood.

After lunch, I didn’t go out in the afternoon.

In the morning, we just did some simple processing on the fish we caught. In the afternoon, except for my two cousins ​​who went to school, everyone else was busy all afternoon, further processing and cleaning the fish meat.

Chen Feng wanted to help, but was not allowed to do so, so he had to carry the load and fetch water.

He picked up several buckets in a row.

It was not until night fell that Zhou Dinghai and Zhou Fubo came back to help, and Chen Feng finished preparing dinner, that they completed all the processes.

"Your great grandfather said he would come over for dinner tonight, Fubo, go and call him."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Zhou Fubo rode out on Chen Feng's bicycle.

My uncle was unhappy and said, "It's just a few steps away, but you still have to ride a bicycle. You are just bored!"

Grandma said angrily: "Who would stay up late at night and visit people with a flashlight?"

My uncle said awkwardly, "I was just testing the lighting effect."

Grandma didn't expose her son's excuse and started moving the table and putting away the dishes.