"Next, I should talk about the second point. This second point is divided into two aspects.
One is to convey the instructions from our superiors. Starting from next month, everyone’s food rations will have to be changed."
"Ah? Change the food ration?"
"Is it going to increase?"
"I guess it's an increase. After all, we need to help those fleeing famine, so we should increase the quota a little."
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Jia Zhang, who was sitting in the first row, turned her head and asked, "Dongxu, your master didn't tell you anything?"
Jia Dongxu gave the little boy in his arms to Qin Huairu, and replied to Jia Zhang helplessly: "Mom, my master doesn't know what's going on today. Secretary Wang from the street office was pushing a bicycle and dragging a big truck with him today."
Zuoluo came and suddenly asked for a meeting, and my master was not prepared at all."
Liu Haizhong pounded the table hard and shouted loudly: "Everyone be quiet, what do you think! Listen to what Director Wang has to say. Please be quiet!"
Officer Wang waited for the noisy discussion to end before he spoke.
"Sigh... Nowadays, we are also encountering organizational difficulties. We have to temporarily reduce food rations. This is a no-brainer. We want to prevent everyone from going hungry. Naturally, we have to carry forward our style. Let's suffer a little first! That's all.
In order for the next generation not to be hungry. What’s the matter? We have survived the days of climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands, and now we encounter a little difficulty, and everyone just wants to retreat? Is this ridiculous? Is this true? "
Seeing that no one was talking, Wang Jianping continued: "I still say the same thing, keep it short. That...that was originally stipulated:
For special heavy manual workers, the monthly grain ration is 50-60 kilograms, which will be changed to 40-45 kilograms per month.
For heavy manual laborers, the monthly grain ration is 40 to 49 kilograms, which will be changed to 30 to 35 kilograms per month.
For light physical workers, the monthly grain ration is 29 to 39 kilograms, which will be changed to 20 to 26 kilograms per month.
The monthly grain ration for government agencies, group workers, company sales staff, shop assistants and other intellectual workers is 27 to 32 kilograms. Now the monthly grain ration has been changed to 22 kilograms.
The monthly grain ration for college students, high school students and technical secondary school students is 29 to 36 kilograms, which will be changed to 22 to 28 kilograms per month.
Comrades with urban household registration who are unemployed, and children over 10 years old, the original grain ration was 18 to 23 kilograms, but now the monthly grain ration has been changed to 15 kilograms.
Children over 6 years old and under 10 years old are uniformly rationed to 11 kilograms of food per month.
Children over 3 years old and under 6 years old are uniformly rationed to 9 pounds of food per month.
Children under 3 years old will have a uniform food ration of 7 kilograms per month."
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As soon as these words came out, it was like a stone causing thousands of waves. Everyone couldn't sit still! This family is in trouble, and now I heard this notice again.
"coax………"
Everyone got excited and started discussing.
"How the hell should I live? I only have 22 kilograms of food every month?"
"We have three children in our family. How much do we weigh each month? I can't calculate it. The eldest is 14 years old..."
"I'm lucky enough to work all day long, but I only get 22 kilograms of food every month. How can I pay 15 kilograms of food a month if I don't go to work? How can this be?"
"This...this...what should we do?"
"Brother, can you help me calculate how many kilograms of food a month for our family of seven? I don't know how to calculate accounts."
"Grandma Worit, my monthly ration of 45 kilograms of grain in the quarry has been reduced to less than half. I...I..."
Some stood on the stools, jumped on their feet and started shouting. Even Zheng Liugen spit out his cigarette, stood up and ran over, waving his fists and started shouting with everyone.
Zhou Wenzhong took out a red sword cigarette and refilled it. Feng Qingyun looked at everyone "jumping up and down."
"Tch~ I know those non-staple foods are not so easy to get. Weren't everyone very excited just now? Isn't it just a cut to ration the food? It doesn't matter, I have the system in hand, I have the world."
The quarrel lasted for about 40 minutes. Zhou Wenzhong saw two residents from the next courtyard lying on the east courtyard wall. Even they were startled by the movement in the courtyard and came over to watch the fun.
"Isn't that right? There's not enough food anymore. Then what use do I have for these 36 cents? I have to spend it quickly! Rich people like Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong can eat snacks with money.
I'm full. That's not right either. The snacks must be sold out quickly, and the goods will not be replenished. The 24th of every month is the day to receive food stamps in Beijing. There are still about 10 days, and the food station should also take measures. I will flash first...
"
Zhou Wenzhong took advantage of the crowd's excitement and ran to the supply and marketing cooperative at the entrance of the courtyard. He opened the cotton curtain and walked in. The same two middle-aged women were there.
"Serve the people! Give me 36 cents for biscuits, oven fruit, or peach cakes. Just buy whatever is cheap! Not one cent more! Even one cent less!"
Zhou Wenzhong used practical actions to perfectly explain what it means to be impoverished.
"The cheapest ones are Jingcheng Yili biscuits, which cost 4 cents per pound."
The price is quite expensive. White flour costs 2 cents and 2 cents per pound, and biscuits cost 4 cents per pound. The good thing is that there are no tickets. It is estimated that these items will be gone in a few days.
"Give me 9 taels!"
Zhou Wenzhong handed over all his belongings. The salesperson flattened a piece of oil paper with both hands, opened the glass counter, took a pair of bamboo tongs, took out some yellow-brown biscuits and placed them on the oil paper bag. This biscuit is made of
It's like a peach cake, but the shape is different. Not to mention butter, there's not even a sesame seed on it. At first glance, it feels special: vegetarian!
Weighing, packing, tying, all in one!
Zhou Wenzhong took the biscuits with him, threw them into the space when he walked out of the door, and returned to the courtyard to sit down again.
The most uncomfortable thing about food shortages is those with rural household registration in the capital. Their organizational relationships follow the place of residence, but they do not enjoy various benefits. How about going back to the village to earn cents? I don't want to suffer that hardship.
Among these people, Qin Huairu is not included. After all, their Xiaodang can't walk yet and can't eat much. Only Banggen and Qin Huairu have rural household registrations, and Yi Zhonghai takes care of them from time to time.
Their family can definitely survive.
Other rural people are much more pitiful. They have to secretly buy food stamps and then secretly buy premium grain. But now everyone's ration has been reduced, which means the price is more expensive! You can only imagine what their days will be like...
This discussion lasted for about 15 minutes, and Liu Haizhong's teapot was so deformed that he finally stopped the noise, reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and smiled apologetically at Wang Jianping.
"Guys, don't be anxious, don't panic. There is always a way."
Yi Zhonghai also intervened at this time and said: "Everyone, be quiet! Listen carefully, other courtyards are doing this too, and they all have tricks! Let's all be quiet."
As Wang Jianping started talking, Zhou Wenzhong understood clearly that he was advocating that everyone should take out all the food and eat together in a big pot.
Wang Jianping continued: "This is just a temporary difficulty. After May, everyone will tidy up the land in front of and behind the house and clear out the land. Then our staff from the subdistrict office will come and distribute some sweet potato seedlings to everyone.
Plant them all and become self-sufficient! There are always more solutions than difficulties."
Zhou Wenzhong understands the idea of eating from a big pot. Many people in the courtyard would not agree with this. For example, someone else’s family of 6 only has a ration of 80 kilograms, while his family of 4 has a ration of 90 kilograms. This means that there is no
Fair enough, why should we use our own food to feed others?
Among these people, represented by Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and other manual workers, none of them spoke at the moment, just hoping that Wang Jianping would hurry up and bastard him.
The remaining people all agreed with the idea of big pot rice. Headed by Yan Bugui, most of the residents with rural registered permanent residence were looking forward to the beautiful era of big pot rice.
The Jia family is not anxious at all, not panicked at all. Jia Dongxu is supported by Yi Zhonghai, a master. It doesn't matter whether he can eat from the big pot, anyway, both sides are making money.
Yi Zhonghai also knew in his heart, should he support one Jia family, or should he contribute his salary to support the whole hospital? He could calculate this account.
Zhou Wenzhong looked towards the door of his house and muttered: Alas... It seems that the big locust tree on the south wall of his house cannot be saved. Sooner or later, the bark will be peeled off and eaten by the residents.
Frowning tightly, the cigarette held in his right hand was almost burning to his fingers. At this time, Zhou Wenzhong was busy weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
I need to get into Wang Jianping's field of vision. If I want to live and live a better life, I should make friends with people on the street and in the officialdom. But what I will say soon will definitely offend Yan Bugui.
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What kind of person is Yan Bugui? He is just a teacher! And his three sons are all scum. What does this mean?
It means that Yan Bugui is a piece of shit and can be offended. Anyway, when he buys Aunt Zheng's house in the future, he will still be offended. After all, he robbed the house he chose. What kind of bullshit is the third uncle in charge? Go to Te Niang.
Zhou Wenzhong stood up, clenched his right fist and raised it high, shouting: "Resolutely support the government! Resolutely implement the important instructions of the street office! Only by supporting each other and uniting with each other can we overcome the difficulties together! As long as everyone unites, I believe we can definitely
To overcome the drought and fight the drought together, you and I are walking together. Only when we work together can the country be peaceful and the people be safe."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone seemed to have pressed the pause button. They all blinked and looked at Zhou Wenzhong, and the whole place was silent for a while.
Otherwise, Wang Jianping is the leader! His response is quick.
Wang Jianping stomped his feet in excitement and asked, "Who is this young man?"
"Hello, leader, my name is Zhou Wenzhong. I graduated from junior high school. I live in the east wing of the front yard."
"Come here, come talk to me."
"Hey. I listen to you."
Zhou Wenzhong separated from everyone, walked to the square table, and bowed respectfully to Wang Jianping.