Lin Lan saw the eggs in the basin and said with a smile: "Auntie, we are so old and we don't like eggs, so let's give them to our three children."
Lin Guoliang also said with a smile: "That's right, why should the three of us eat eggs!"
Wu Shufang smiled and shook her head: "They have food, don't worry about them." Then she turned around and went to the kitchen to bring kimchi.
Lin Lan then took the eggs to the kitchen and saw three children guarding a bowl of kimchi and stir-fried soybeans in water, and half a bowl of stir-fried tofu with garlic sprouts, eating corn cakes and porridge with gusto.
When they saw Lin Lan coming, they all stopped their chopsticks and shouted: "Cousin."
"Be good!" Lin Lan smiled and put the eggs on the table, "Cousin, can I exchange some sour beans with you?"
This kind of sour beans is made by frying soybeans and then sprinkling a pinch of chopped green onion on top, then scooping half a bowl of kimchi water from the kimchi jar and pouring the soybeans into it. It is sour, spicy, salty, and quite appetizing.
Several children turned to look at Wu Shufang: "Nai, my cousin said she doesn't like eggs and likes sour beans."
"Grandma knows, I still have sour beans here." Wu Shufang smiled and brought out half a bowl of sour beans. "Auntie didn't expect that you also like to eat sour beans, so she didn't bring it over."
Lin Lan smiled and said: "I haven't eaten it for a long time, but I remembered it again after seeing it today."
Back in the main room, Zhou Dashan and his son came back carrying a pheasant and two hares. They told Captain Lin Lan that they had breakfast. When they heard the brigade calling for a meeting, they went to the brigade to talk to everyone face to face about purchasing dry goods and beans.
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After breakfast, the whistle for the brigade meeting rang. Lin Lan and the other three followed Zhou Dashan and his son towards the brigade house on the slope.
Along the way, I met members who were going to a meeting, and they all greeted them warmly.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Lin Lan and the others arrived at the brigade house. Lin Lan felt that the brigade house in Shishanling brigade was just a little bit worse than the one in Lexing. It was just three small houses made of stones.
"Welcome, welcome!" Zhou Xiangui shook hands with Li Xiangyang and Lin Guoliang with a smile on his face, greeted Lin Lan with a smile, and led a few people into the conference room.
The conference room is about forty square meters. There are several small square tables at the entrance. Charcoal is burning in the pot in the center of the room. A dark teapot hangs above it. There are rows of long benches along the wall.
Zhou Xiangui warmly greeted Lin Lan and the others to sit down, and other members came to the conference room one after another. They all crossed their arms and looked curiously at Lin Lan and Li Xiangyang who were sitting directly above them.
The commune member who told Zhou Dashan to come walked up to the Zhou family and his son and asked in a low voice.
Some members entered the meeting room and asked: "Captain, why did you call us here in such a cold weather?"
Zhou Xiangui put the cigarette rod on the table, coughed twice and said: "It's a good thing to call you. Dashan came to me this morning and said that his niece came to us and wanted to buy some mountain products. The price is better than what we carried out of the Shanjiao Supply and Marketing Cooperative."
The price is half high, the quality is the same as that purchased by the supply and marketing cooperative, and..."
The members below were whispering among each other. Some were worried that Lin Lan had lied to them?
One person says it’s okay not to harvest. Pumpkins are good and have high yields. Plant more in spring. If you can get money, exchange them. If you can’t, just keep them for yourself. If you can’t eat them, cook them for the pigs.
"Your family is in trouble. You feed pumpkins to pigs and waste food. You are not afraid of God striking you with thunder!" Everyone laughed happily.
Aunt Zhou Zhou curled her lips after hearing this: "It's probably a lie. Think about it, how can such a good thing happen? Old Pumpkin can still be sold for money?"
The woman next to her smiled and said, "What are you afraid of! Zhou Dashan's house is only a few steps away, and he still dares to cheat on what was said in the meeting!"
An old lady with gray hair stood up and looked at Zhou Xiangui: "Agui, are you telling the truth?"
Zhou Xiangui pointed at Lin Lan: "The boss is here. I'll ask Boss Lin to talk to everyone in person."
Lin Lan smiled and said, "Just call me Xiao Lin."
Zhou Xiangui nodded, stood up and raised his hand to signal to the members below: "Okay, everyone, please stop talking and listen to Xiao Lin."
Everyone calmed down and looked at Lin Lan.
Lin Lan stood up and said to them: "I heard that some members were worried that I was lying to everyone, so I told everyone that I have been receiving goods in Shilian Brigade, rapeseed oil, large white beans..."
"I accept dried mushrooms, red potato starch, potato starch, dry powder and vermicelli, as well as ginger and taro starch vermicelli. We are here just to receive the goods. If you don't believe it, we will collect them after the meeting is over.
When the items are delivered to Zhou Shitou's house, the goods will be settled immediately and there will be no difference in price for everyone."
After hearing this, everyone was excited and ready to break up the meeting, so they went back to get it to try.
The uncle who was close to Zhou Dashan stood up and said to Lin Lan: "I have about a dozen old pumpkins at home, more than 20 kilograms of large white beans, small white beans, red potato powder, potato powder and ginger taro powder, and black fungus.
There are dried mushrooms.”
He paused and continued, "There aren't many peppercorns, vine peppers, and grasshoppers, so I won't send them away. We will pick them next year and send them to Dashan's family."
The uncle next to him also said: "It's just that you came too late. The pepper, vine pepper, and grass bandits have all been handed over to the supply and marketing cooperative. You have to send them to Dashan's house next year. I want to ask if you have any requirements?"
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They had heard Zhou Dashan mention it a few days ago that his niece was selling cakes in the East Market and harvested a lot of white beans and rapeseed oil in Shilian...
"There is a requirement!" Lin Lan said in a serious tone: "The dried beans you send must be of the quality you send to the supply and marketing cooperative, otherwise I will not accept them."
Zhou Xiangui stood up and looked at them and said, "Xiao Lin is here to help us. The purchase price is higher than what the supply and marketing cooperative paid, so we don't have to go out and sell it."
"People have also said that the only requirement is that the things must be the same as what we sell to the supply and marketing cooperative. If you are willing, you can send the things to Dashan's family to sell to them. If you are not willing, you can sell them to the supply and marketing cooperative yourself!"
The old lady nodded: "We carried it out to sell it to buy some salt, needles and thread. The Shitou family collects it and sells it to them. It's not good to go empty-handed!"
An idea flashed in Lin Lan's mind. When Zhou Shitou and others delivered the goods, they could go to the black market to find someone to wholesale some salt, needles, thread, and brains to sell to them.
"Grandma, if it's inconvenient for you, you can ask my cousin to bring it back for you!"
Zhou Shitou stood up and said, "Mrs. Chen, if you believe me, I can bring it back for you."
The old lady smiled and nodded: "Okay, it would be best if you bring it back for me."
When Zhou Xiangui saw that everyone had understood, he stood up and said, "The meeting is just for this. Those who want to sell things should go back and send them to Dashan's house. The meeting is over!" He picked up the cigarette rod and said to Zhou Dashan, "Go back quickly.
I’ll also go back and get dried mushrooms to send to your house.”