Chapter 120: Increasing Income and Reducing Expenditure 4

What kind of food can't fill your stomach? It's just about delicious and not delicious.

Thirty kilograms of white flour can last for a month, while one hundred kilograms of black flour can last for three months. If you save some, there will be some left over, which is more popular than white flour.

However, people in positions like Cheng An have to give gifts during festivals. The best gift is the top-quality white flour, which is white and delicate, decent and generous. Although black flour is good, it is a bit embarrassing.

Of course, Chen Ming also had to make connections and exchanged fifty kilograms of top-quality flour with Feng Qingxue.

He was in charge of the grain management office, and everyone knew that. Which leader above didn't come to him? Just like looking for Cheng An.

However, these days, black flour and corn flour are listed as fine grains, which are not easily available to ordinary people. Rice and white flour, which are more precious fine grains, are only available at the end of the year. They are simply in short supply. Leaders have to rely on tickets and luck. The grain management office and grain stores are all reserved in fixed quantities. What he and Cheng An can get is very limited and cannot meet the requirements of the leaders.

Not to mention the distant past, in the past two days, there have been several leaders who came to ask for white flour for making dumplings for the New Year.

He has a good relationship with Cheng An. First, they cooperate with the grain management office and the grain station. Second, they often deal with the requirements of the leaders above. After a while, they became familiar with each other and helped each other, which greatly expanded their network.

These 50 kilograms of white flour are enough for him to deal with the leaders above in the next year.

Cheng An used 100 kilograms of black flour to exchange for 30 kilograms of white flour, but Feng Qingxue only accepted 100 kilograms of corn and 100 kilograms of dried sweet potatoes from him, and also gave him 2 kilograms of shelled peanuts.

The reason is needless to say.

In his opinion, Feng Qingxue is really nice, no wonder Lu Jiang cares so much.

As for the origin of these fine grains, Feng Qingxue gave them all the reasons that Lu Jiang's other comrades took care of them. There are comrades all over the world, and it is impossible to check them one by one, and no one will bother to check.

People like Chen Ming and Cheng An are well aware of the rules and don't ask a single question.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day before New Year's Eve, the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, which was the 13th day of the second lunar month in the solar calendar.

At the same time, it was also the birthday of Lu Tianjun and Feng Qingyun.

Lu Tianjun was 12 years old, and Feng Qingyun was 5 years old. They were both born on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. The only difference was that ordinary people generally did not use the solar calendar, and the birthdays registered on the household registration of the production brigade were actually the lunar calendar.

Due to the limitations of the times, they could not celebrate in a lively manner, so they had to show their appreciation.

Feng Qingxue knitted a pair of gloves and a scarf for each of the Lu Tianjun brothers in advance, which were made of gray blended wool and were inconspicuous. She knitted a woolen hat sold in department stores for Feng Qingyun.

Early in the morning, she drove the flatbed truck borrowed from the brigade to the Lu family.

In addition to Feng Qingyun wearing a woolen hat, there was also a flour bag and two backpacks on the car, all filled with New Year's goods.

When I entered the ground of Wanglou Brigade, I met the people who lived here, and they all knew Feng Qingxue.

Feng Qingxue was Lu Jiang's wife-to-be. Lu Jiang was not at home. When the Chinese New Year was approaching, she brought food to visit Lu's father. Everyone said she was filial, and no one blamed her. Only two middle-aged women from the Wang family who were very talkative made a few jokes.

The arrival of Feng Qingxue and her sister surprised Lu's father and the birthday boy Lu Tianjun, who didn't know how to celebrate their grandson's birthday.

"Auntie Xue!" Lu Tianzhi shouted happily, and ran to Feng Qingxue in two steps, looking up with a rounder face that looked particularly beautiful, and smiling extremely brightly.

Lu Tianjun was more reserved, but he couldn't hide the happiness in his bones.