In the alley, Zhou Deming walked in front with his hands behind his back, and Zhou Wenzhong put his hands in his sleeves, and followed him with his neck cold.

The loess on the ground is very soft, and at most it is often trampled on a trash, without even a stone.

Some of the streets are tall courtyards with high-gate gates and large courtyards, with three steps in front of the door, and some are low-rise houses. There are no trees or garbage dumps. Who has a wealthy family who can throw garbage away?

Only one toilet will appear every 200 meters, and you can not know the way when you go out. But you must find the toilet. The shameless person said something else! At present, Zhou Wenzhong does not need to worry about these things.

The old ladies in groups of three and three gathered at the entrance of the alley to chat. The wood lumps were burning on the ground to keep warm. The weather was dry and cold, and the air was filled with the smell of burning firewood.

Some old women sat on long stools, with a wooden rake tied to one of the stools. Bales of dried grass were piled up on the ground, and she was weaving straw ropes to make shoes.

Straw sandals can also be made for winter wear. Braided hay with pounded hands into three braids, and the hay is constantly continuing in. Braided three ropes and then pressed into a flat shape with stones or door frames, and then scattered in circles, and finally made into a sole.

The remaining hay is also woven into the upper in the same way and finally put it into the sole. Those who have the conditions will use a piece of rag as the lining of the straw sandals, and reeds, chicken feathers, wheat straw will be filled between the cloth and the hay...

Some of this kind of winter straw sandals are called "grass nest", some are called "reed boots", and some are called "grass boots." No matter what they call it, when everyone cannot afford cotton shoes, it is enough to reflect the wisdom of the working people.

Some old women also sat in the sun in front of the door, holding shabby clothes, biting the clothes back and forth with their teeth, and finally spitting out a few spits in front of them: "Ph, Bah, Bah, Bah..." This is also destroying the "little cutie".

There are aunts who are already married sitting on the bench with a small child clamped on their legs. They use the sunlight to comb their hair with a grate, mainly to scrape off the lice on their heads. The best way is to shave their heads directly, but it is winter now and the temperature is too low. If you shave your head, you have to wear a hat, which has increased the cost.

The wooden telephone pole is 3 meters above the ground, and the wires that are within reach on the top of your head feel like you can catch the wires by running and jumping. Only the white porcelain-colored "insulator" at the corner on the telephone pole can evoke a little memory of Zhou Wenzhong for later generations.

Walk out of the street full of historical sense and come to the street. In fact, there is not much difference from the alley. Except for the main road of "Sen" with cement pavement, it may also be paved with gravel mixed with oil. However, the color is similar to the cement pavement.

The two ends of the gray pavement are still land, and water barriers are also laid.

Standing on the street, you can clearly feel that it is higher than the entrance of the alley. This is to raise the road surface. Turn around and look at the alley. Each house is a little lower.

With the store next to the main road, there will definitely be water accumulation when it rains.

There are many bicycles, and the trams on the street are quite interesting. When you meet someone in front of you, you will ring the bell "Ding bell..."

The most interesting thing is the bus. Some buses have an atmospheric bag on the roof, which contains biogas.

The rear of some buses is modified, similar to a boiler made of steel, and it is still emitting black smoke. This is a kind of power of burning charcoal, coal and firewood.

The signs of shops on the street are basically the same. Since the public-private joint venture in 1956, the signs of stores or hotels and guesthouses are basically named: Red Star, Venus, Benefiting the People, Convenience, Red Flag, Friendship, People, Oriental, First, Second, Third…

Zhou Deming stopped, turned around and glanced at Zhou Wenzhong, then took out a match and lit a cigarette and continued walking forward.

Zhou Wenzhong also paused and followed again. He was now as color blind and could not accurately describe the color of other people's clothes. Some people were wearing gray. After a while, they found that it was blue work clothes for many years, and they had to wash them from blue to light blue and then grayish white.

Zhou Wenzhong shook his head and sighed in his heart: What kind of evil have I done? Let me come to this era! Live in the present, but how can I live?

A sudden pain appeared in the abdomen, and a nausea appeared in the stomach.

Zhou Wenzhong turned around, supported his hands on his thighs and bent down, and opened his mouth to retching against the land beside the road.

"Vomit...Vomit..."

After a while of dry retching, I didn't spit out anything. I swallowed my mouth and pressed the choking feeling of sour water in my throat.

"Ahem...hem..."

He hiccupped and coughed twice.

Zhou Wenzhong stood up, wiped the tears (acid-removing water) from the corners of his eyes with his cuffs, and finally wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth.

The abdominal pain comes quickly and goes quickly.

Zhou Wenzhong's emergencies did not stop Zhou Deming.

"Huh...ha...pa!"

At this time, Zhou Wenzhong no longer cared about browsing the buildings on both sides. He quickly accelerated his pace to chase Zhao Deming, and at the same time opened his mouth to breathe fresh air.

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The two of them left less than half an hour and arrived at the door of a "big yard".

There are square columns built with bricks and cement on both sides of the entrance of the yard, and there are no signs of couplets pasting. The two iron fence doors are wide open. The door is currently open, and the yard is completely visible.

It covers an area of ​​more than 2 acres, and the empty space seems particularly empty. You can see a row of warehouses inside at a glance. At the same time, you can hear some noise and the sound of machines.

Next to this gate is a small store with the words: Beijing City Second Grain Station.

"Is this a grain warehouse in this big iron gate? The small shop at the door is a grain station. Fortunately, the street at the door is very wide. If you wait until the public grain is handed over in spring and autumn, you must not block the road?"

Zhou Deming said, "Wait here."

After saying that, he stepped into the grain station. Zhou Wenzhong looked around and there was a supply and marketing cooperative opposite.

"Dongdong...bang...choke..."

With a rhythmic sound of beating the board, Zhou Wenzhong noticed that there was a person sitting next to the cement pillar in the grain warehouse. He looked like he was 60 years old, right? People these days looked old and had a great source of age. Only one eye was white and he must have been blind.

Wearing a three-string hat, the hat has its own ears to protect the ears. The torn clothes and rags I wore are more fashionable than my own torn cotton jacket, and the holes in the cotton jacket also reveal the hay inside.

Wearing cotton shoes on our feet, like fur boots. There is a "mechanism" connected to our legs. There is a broken gong tied to our left leg and a small wooden piece tied to our right leg. It should be some kind of musical instrument. There is a piece of rag on our thigh, holding an erhu in our left hand and holding a piano string in our right hand. One person is a band.

"Hey, this job at the Grain Station is really good! At least there are old artists who perform musical arts programs."

Just as he was about to come over and talk to the artist, Zhou Deming came over.

"Come with me now! What should I do with this white madman?"

"oh."

After walking into the grain station, I looked at it for a while and found that this big house should have more than 80 square meters and there were two doors next to it. When I looked up, I saw four iron lamps hanging from the top.

There are several floor scales on the ground, and there are 6 grain piles surrounded by wooden boards, and there are iron winchs and funnels on the grain. The grain piles are filled with corn flour, bar noodles, sorghum noodles, millet, and brown rice (rice). There is only one grain pile surrounded by white cloth, and the inside is white flour.

3 women, 2 men, five staff members were standing at the counter, with several small scales placed on the counter. At this time, only two aunts were buying food.

Only one middle-aged man among the staff was wearing a dark blue coat and also had a pen on his chest. This is definitely the leader here!

Zhou Deming waved to him, and the leader put down the notebook and walked over. Zhou Deming put out a box of [Diehua Brand] cigarettes from his pocket, 20 cents a pack. He handed them one, and took out a match for him to light it. He didn't know what the two were saying, so the leader looked at Zhou Wenzhong from time to time.

Zhou Wenzhong was still looking at the layout of the grain station at this time, and there were bags of grains next to the counter, but he didn't know what was contained inside.

There are also several wooden frames similar to those of: pinball game consoles hanging on the wall, marked with scales.

There are three electric switches hanging behind the door of the grain station.

The current regulations are: when purchasing grain, in addition to providing food coupons and paying, you must also take out the grain purchase book. The staff will indicate the purchase record of this month under the year, month and day. The purpose of this is to prevent people from hoarding food. But as long as it is a regulation, there will be loopholes that can be exploited.

The easiest way is to exchange local food coupons for national food coupons, and then exchange them for half a kilogram of local food coupons. Take half a kilogram of food coupons to buy grain at the non-residential grain station. You can also go to the countryside to exchange grain, which is a bit more troublesome.

Seasonal grains like sweet potatoes are only supplied in October every year, with a limited amount of 5 kilograms per person, which is absolutely in short supply. Basically, as long as the news is spread out, the manager of the courtyard will come over with a cart within an hour and sweep it away. Then go back and share with the residents themselves.

In fact, can you buy food? Zhou Wenzhong was not worried at all. He couldn't make the decision anyway, so let him go.

Zhou Deming and the leader, who was about 40, also came over.

The leader of the grain station smiled at Zhou Wenzhong and asked, "You are just Zhou Wenzhong?"

"right."

"This year, 16 years old?"

"Strictly speaking, he is 15 years old. He is less than 16 years old."

Zhou Deming scolded and said, "What did you say! I don't know how old you are?"

"Hey? Lao Zhou, why are you so angry? I just asked casually, let's go back first, Lao Zhou, I'll see how I arrange work for him so that he can do something within his ability."

"Okay! Then I'll go back first."

The leader of the grain station nodded, and Zhou Deming whispered after approaching, "Do it well. If you can't continue working here, you won't have to go home."

"Director Zhang, then I'll leave first. You are busy, beat me when you should, and scold me when you should."

"Um."

Zhou Deming glared at him and left. Director Zhang led Zhou Wenzhong out of the grain station with his hands behind his back and walked towards the big yard just now.

In fact, the webmaster of this kind of grain station can become: director, director of the grain station, and section chief. A grain station can provide food supply to residents in several streets nearby. Therefore, these staff are very powerful!

"This is a large warehouse, this row of small houses is prohibited from entering, this is a pile of scoops, and the end of the road is a toilet. The cottage to the west is a fire room and a coal stove. If you bring your lunch box back, you can put it on and sautify it. Turn on the water and go there. Don't look at the yard now empty, you will know when you hand over the public grain, and you will not even have a place to put it in. If it rains suddenly and you don't have time to weigh the grain. If it is raining, please spread it out and dry it. Then you will know."

"oh."

Director Zhang turned around and asked, "Do you know what the grain station does?"

"Those who collect grain, store grain, issue grain coupons, and sell grain."

"Do you know who the staff at the grain station are there?"

"Grain station manager, custodian, accountant, agricultural manager, accountant."

"Yes, do you know the process of collecting food?"

"Qualification verification - weighing - code transformation - accounting - accounting."

"Okay! You guy is a little bit interesting. What did your father tell you?"

Zhou Wenzhong did not answer this question. He felt that Director Zhang was stupid in smoking. He came to move food. What's the use of asking so much? Can he give himself a formal job? At worst, he would drive himself away. Where is the loess not buried?

Director Zhang stopped and turned around and looked, but did not continue to ask about this topic, and then took another step in.

"If you were asked to choose here, which job would you choose to do?"

"I don't choose any of them! I won't let me do these jobs at all."
To be continued...