Wang Yi settled the accounts and reported the accounts. Wang Xianghong made money and Liu Hongmei reviewed it. He was boldly responsible for verifying personnel information. Several member representatives weighed glutinous rice, put candied dates, and ordered rice dumpling leaves.

The team moved forward slowly, and the members were overjoyed and discussed:

"It's so good. Look at this glutinous rice, white and fat are like pearls, and are more gratifying than rice."

"This is called pearl glutinous rice. It's delicious when steamed. Our life will be beautiful tomorrow. Look at the candied dates used in this rice dumpling. They are not red dates, but candied dates! With honey juice, it is sweeter than red dates in the rice dumplings!"

"What kind of date is this Teacher Wang? Why haven't we seen it here?"

Wang Yi said: "Iraqi dates, supply and marketing cooperatives, and department stores are sold. This date is quite cheap, delicious, good quality, cheap, but a bit hard, and is chewy when eaten normally. If the rice dumplings are steamed, they will be soft and the elderly can eat them."

"The old man should get the red dates." Wang Xianghong handed the money to Liu Hongmei, "This date is delicious and sweet, but it is indeed quite hard."

Chunhong, who was waiting to receive the money, asked, "Teacher Wang, how much is this date cheap?"

Wang Yi said: "Two Mao."

"One or two?"

"One pound!"

The members who lined up were shocked when they heard this: "Why is it so cheap?" "That's right, this is too cheap. You can't buy dried red dates with 2 cents and 1 liang - no, 2 cents and 1 liang!"

Wang Yi did not explain that the outside world had put the hepatitis A virus in Shanghai on Iraqi candied dates. He had to refute the rumors. It was quite difficult to say it.

The person in front of him collected the money and counted it carefully, put it in his pocket and then carried the glutinous rice, candied dates and rice dumpling leaves, leaving happily.

Someone was careful and staring at the scale: "Uncle Gao, you gave the scale pole high. I have many family members and many children, and children are not laborers..."

"The child is not eating at home, but tomorrow at school. Teacher Wang has said it long ago." Wang Xiang said with a smile, "You can't fool me."

As we talk and laugh, the team gradually shortened.

Members walked back in groups of three or five, and they could meet the people from outside who were watching the movie on the way.

They asked curiously: "Why are there no one in your production team today? They all went to the mountain? What are you doing?"

"What are you carrying in your hands? You are bringing food? But you are getting too little."

"Yes, the production teams are not both companies and motorized ships now, so why are they still so careful when buying grain?"

Feng Ya in front rolled her eyes: "It's not buying grain, it's the production team that distributes grain."

"That's not much." Someone looked at the cloth bag, and he guessed that it was only three or four kilograms of food.

Aunt Qing next to her smiled and said, "I sent glutinous rice, candied dates and rice dumplings. Tomorrow, our team will have a pack of glutinous rice dumplings."

"The team sent us these things together. We don't have to give out anything tomorrow. Just put some effort into wrapping the rice dumplings and steaming them in the pot."

"We don't even need to get out the firewood." Feng Ya also laughed, "We have a solar stove. This thing is high-tech. You don't need to burn fire or oil. It can boil water by sunlight, and it cooks very quickly."

They opened the cloth bag for people to show.

Now a few people from the outside team became restless.

Don’t buy rice dumplings, do the production team send glutinous rice, rice dumpling leaves and dates?

Is this a fucking entering the intermediate stage of socialism?

The women did not talk about dividends. They were willing to show off a little, but they would not over-show them to prevent people from being jealous.

Moreover, since ancient times, people from the outer islands have had rules that they will not reveal their wealth, and low-key women will not say this.

But men are not low-key, especially when they gather together to smoke, they even have to take out the little things on the bed.

This time, too.

After dinner, Wang Dongyang leisurely carried a horse stool to watch the movie. When he saw a few acquaintances from outside the team, he came over and said, "Erbao, Brother Fu, Jinbiao, what are you talking about?"

"Talk about your production team sending glutinous rice and rice dumplings to the members. Your production team is so good now. If you have money, you will give food to the members." Erbao said.

Wang Dongyang sneered: "Not only did the grain be distributed, but he also paid dividends, and 12 laborers were given 20 yuan."

Brother Fu said: "I know, no, aren't you strong laborers giving you 10 yuan?"

Wang Dongyang waved his hand and said, "What's the matter with that? This is the dividend I just posted today. My family paid about 60 yuan, hehe."

Everyone blinked in surprise.

Erbao asked subconsciously: "And, are you giving money again? The dividends are paid? Why are you paying dividends every day?"

Jinbiao reacted: "Are you still selling the money from Ping Anbao? This is not right. I go to the county wharf to deliver fishing catches every day, but I didn't see you selling the money from Ping Anbao-oh, I met last Sunday? But you didn't sell much at that time, how could you distribute such dividends?"

"Are you robbing the bank?" Erbao smoked and joked.

Wang Dongyang said happily: "I went to the city to sell it, but the county can't sell it now."

"It's true that I can't sell it." Wang Modou sat over and said, "I heard from the document that there are people in the county who have made up safe deposits and sold them. It's cheaper than the one we sell. Each one costs three or five yuan, but not many people buy it."

"Your production team has given you the first soup." Someone said sourly.

Erbao said: "What does it mean to drink soup? Their production team eats meat, and the one behind them is to drink soup, but now the soup cannot be drunk."

"Stop being careless, say something or not. Dayang, you are both dividing money and dividing rice dumplings. You must not express your expression? Where is the cigarette roll?" Jinbiao asked, knocking his pipe.

Wang Dongyang took out his cigarette pillow and said, "What cigarette rolls are smoking? Try our tobacco, try the taste. The tobacco from the Northeast was used to be a cigarette for the emperor and a tribute to the Beijing. Try it!"

"The richer you have, the more stingy you are," Erbao said disdainfully, "What kind of tributes you come to Beijing? Isn't it still dry tobacco?"

Wang Modou also took out his cigarette pip: "Try it, taste it, it tastes really fragrant. Now all the old and young men in our team are smoking this cigarette."

Several people smoked the tobacco and nodded one after another.

This flue-cured tobacco is really good.

Wang Modou said: "One pound or two dollars can be sold for a few days. You have to buy it from the store department, but the purchase of the foreign team may not be the same price. It seems that Teacher Wang wants to sell one pound and four dollars."

Erbao is an old smoker. He took advantage of the movie and went to the store on the top of the mountain before the movie started.

He ran back soon and said angrily: "It's really four yuan. It's said it was sold to your team because there are subsidies for the team. Two yuan is okay, four yuan is too expensive, how much does a pound of pork cost?"

"What you said is that a pound of pork costs more than one yuan, but you can make one pound of pork in one meal. What about these tobacco leaves? One pound is enough for you to smoke more days." Wang Dongyang retorted.

Jinbiao winked at him: "Don't say that there are any, Dayang, go buy us two pounds, we'll get one."

"That's it." Erbao nodded, and he was thinking about this on the way back.

Wang Dongyang immediately refused.

Erbao pulled him and said, "We are all from the same militia brigade. You said you, you are not talking about comrades!"

Wang Dongyang muttered, "Why don't I talk about it? If this matter comes out, let the branch secretary know and he will definitely criticize me."

Jinbiao whispered, "How did it happen? If I don't say it, you won't say it, who knows?"

Brother Fu smiled and said, "Dayang, I'll tell you, go and talk to your Teacher Wang. I know that your Teacher Wang is kind-hearted and soft-hearted. With your face, he will sell it to you at a cheap price."

"Four dollars are really too expensive, how much is the economy? That's still cigarettes."

Wang Dongyang said helplessly: "Then I'll go and ask Teacher Wang."

Wang Modou said: "You told Teacher Wang that you bought it for your comrades in the Militia Brigade. Although the comrades in the Militia Brigade do not defend the country, they also bear the responsibility of protecting the family. Teacher Wang must understand."

"Okay, come with me to ask." Wang Dongyang pulled his collar forward.

Wang Modou: "Grass!"

Wang Yi is indeed willing to sell tobacco leaves through the hands of the members.

Nothing else.

Just try to give the members a sense of presence.

This is something that someone wants.

In Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, respect and self-realization are at the highest level.

Joyful all night.

June 25th, May 5th, Dragon Boat Festival.

This may be the most lively Dragon Boat Festival in Tianya Island’s history.

In fact, for fishermen, the Dragon Boat Festival is not a big festival. Most families only have this festival. A few of them have good conditions and will buy a few rice dumplings to satisfy their children's cravings.

As for dragon boat racing?

This is a custom that is not available on the outer island. You can’t race dragon boats in the sea, right? Just the waves are so powerful that the dragon boats are not enough to see, you have to turn over when you get into the water!

However, there is a custom of dragon boat racing in Wengzhou. Wang Yi saw Wang Xianghong in the morning, and Zhu Zhenxi and the elderly were chatting and listening. It turned out that they were talking about the customs of Dragon Boat Festival.

When he was in the past, Zhu Zhenxue was talking about dragon boat racing, and then Wang Xianghong said: "6, 68 or 69 years? Our commune participated in the dragon boat racing organized by the city. At that time, the local committee wanted to hold a hundred dragon competition. Each commune had to produce a dragon boat and then compete in the dragon king."

"I remember this," Zhu Zhenxue laughed leaning on the trunk of a tree. "At that time, I was teaching in college, and the school organized a team, but it was eighth to the bottom or the last one, anyway."

"Then you must have capsized." said the old man Wang Zhenliang. "At that time, the commune asked our production team to organize the cheering. That was the first time I went back to the city, so I remember it very clearly."

"There are a total of 100 ships, which are huge in scale. Even provincial cadres have arrived. At that time, the last ten teams were all caused by capsizing. Our Changlong Commune ran second and got a certificate."

Wang Xianghong smiled and said, "It's the second, the runner-up. At that time, the provincial leaders praised us and said that our commune is worthy of being a long dragon. Then one person awarded a vest, a thermos and a hanging rice dumpling."

"What are the customs and activities if we don't race dragon boats on our outside island?" Wang Yi asked curiously.

Wang Xianghong said, "Eat, eat twelve reds? Is this our custom? I haven't passed the Dragon Boat Festival for many years, and I have forgotten the customs."
To be continued...