Back to the era with space supplies

Chapter 82
On the other side, Si Ningning returned to the educated youth spot. The male and female educated youths were already sitting neatly on the big table in the main room. She handed over the lunch box to Xu Shuhua to heat it up, and sat down in a random corner, listening to each other with one ear and the other. Everyone's talking.

"It's only the end of May. I used to feel chilly at this time. Why is it so hot in the south?"

"What is the southern fever? I used to sit in the classroom when I was studying, and the wind couldn't blow or rain, and the sun couldn't even bask in it. Except that there was no thick padded jacket in winter, how could I know whether it was cold or not in the other three seasons?"

"Thinking about it this way, it really is..."

"It's so hot right now, so what should we do in June?"

"Speaking of this matter, I also have something to tell everyone." Song Shuhan suddenly raised his head when everyone was talking to each other, "I asked before, and someone said that Zhao Lizi, who is in charge of the cowshed work in the team, I know how to weave straw hats, and they cost two cents a piece. I came back today to check it out, and the cripple Zhao said that I’ll give you the money when I’m done weaving. I’ve already ordered one. Do you want it? .”

"Yes, I want one!"

Si Ningning raised his hand, "Me too!"

Wu Yong followed behind and raised his hand, "I want one too."

Everyone needed a straw hat, and Wu Yong also wanted one, but when he withdrew his hand, he couldn't help muttering, "Eggs are only four cents apiece..."

Aren't straw hats made of straw and straw?It actually costs two cents.

Li Lingyuan put his arm around Wu Yong's shoulder, "Hey, Wu Yong, don't worry too much about it! Eggs cost four cents a piece, so they are gone in one bite? How long will the straw hat last? If it is well kept, it can be used for next year or the year after. Lie!"

"Well, it's..." Wu Yong smiled a bit reluctantly, but he didn't say any more.

After the episode, everyone asked for straw hats. Since Song Shuhan had dealt with Zhao Zizi, the additional "order" naturally fell on him.

"That's fine, I'll talk about it, but I have to wait until I get off work in the afternoon." Song Shuhan patted his chest and said.

A group of educated youths said that there is no problem. After saying these words, the meal is almost finished, and everyone packed their lunch boxes and prepared to leave.

Si Ningning raised his hand again, and said with a listless expression, "Does anyone want porridge tonight?"

Although there is room for small cooking, but the number of times to eat potatoes these days is too much, and they are still eaten dry. Si Ningning thinks that if this continues, the sweat on his body will probably condense starch.

Everyone focused their attention, Si Ningning looked melancholy, resting his chin on his left hand, and gently pushed the aluminum lunch box forward with his right index finger, "I'm tired of eating, I want to change the taste."

Nothing to be ashamed of.

In order to adapt to the life here as soon as possible, these days everyone is trying to eat steamed potatoes for convenience. Si Ningning feels tired, and the others also feel tired.

"Do you want porridge? Then I will have porridge for dinner too!"

"I'm also a little tired of potatoes, eat porridge!"

"That's just right! Since everyone has decided to eat porridge, let's have one or two meters per person, and a total of eight or two meters, which can cook a big pot of very thick porridge."

As soon as the matter was finalized, everyone dispersed after delivering their own rations.

The girls washed their lunch boxes and went back to their rooms to take a nap.

Si Ningning took a basin of cold water to scrub off the sweat on his body. After pouring out the water, he came back, thought for a while, and opened the potato bag under the bed.

Food rations are precious, and it's related to everything. Everyone hides their rations very tightly. Si Ningning does as the Romans do, so naturally, but she only locks the sorghum rice in the box.

(End of this chapter)