Crossing the Book at Eight Zero: Being spoiled by the beautiful, strong and tragic boss

Chapter 17 What can their Lingxi brigade exchange for foreign exchange?
"Why do you use it, you can figure it out in your mind, you're a waste of paper." Lu Hui said lightly, and curled his lips in his heart.

"Second Sister Gu, your child is too powerful, it must have been born by the abacus beads."

"...Uh, your metaphor is funny." Gu Mingtang paused, and asked what he had always wanted to ask, "Your face..."

Obviously, Gangzi was beaten.

The corners of his eyes were bruised, and one side of his face was also a little red and swollen.

"It's okay, I fell."

The last time the item sold so well, if it wasn't for the elder brother's word, today's business would have been snatched by those bastards.

Get punched and get punched.

He never lost his parents, and he didn't know how many beatings he received.

Gu Mingtang directly erased the star anise, this young man is clever, and he will have to be used in the future.

Glancing at the calendar, it was Xiao Han on the day of wearing the book, and it entered the twelfth lunar month in the blink of an eye, that is, the New Year is coming soon, and asked, "Can you come back in four days?"

Gangzi's eyes lit up, "Is there anything good?"

"It's up to you." Gu Mingtang didn't want to talk too much, she might be able to make a delicious spiced melon seeds, but she didn't practice it, she saw it on the video.

Excluding the cost of digging the well, now she still has 150 yuan left in her hand. There is refined salt and pepper anise in the space, plus the distribution from her mother's family, she can get [-] catties of melon seeds, and then go to someone's house to collect some. Years ago It should be no problem to fry five hundred catties of five-spice melon seeds.

There are not many snacks in this era, and I have never seen any place that sells spiced melon seeds.

"Come on, I'll definitely be back in four days." Gangzi picked up the bag, his intuition has always been accurate, this second sister Gu may be able to take him flying.

"Then you can collect some eggs and goose eggs for me by the way, and if you have white lime, get me a bag."

Gangzi blinked, Second Sister Gu couldn't save money.

I don't know if the second brother-in-law Gu knows.

"Second Sister Gu, let me tell you the truth, some of these eggs were sold by members of your Lingxi Brigade."

"It's okay, they sell theirs, I buy mine."

Well, Gangzi also expressed his understanding. In a village, it's hard to say whether it's high or low, so it's easy to worry about.

The kitchen master is chiseling the steel pipe. This pipe is very interesting. The bottom is conical, with many holes, and there is no connection in the middle. After watching it for a while, Gu Mingtang asked Lu Hui to go to grandma's house to shout. Uncle, he said that he didn't care about food, but the room was too small, and he could cook under the eyes of others.

No matter what, I have to drink some hot soup and eat a pancake.

Gu Mingtang went to look at the grain bags on the north wall.

Yesterday Lu Liangzhou brought back a few catties of rice, half a bag of white flour, and a bag of cornmeal.

There was still half a barrel of soybean oil in the cupboard, and half a bowl of meat oil in a large bowl, which was brought by Lin Shulan.

In my memory, people here can only eat a few meals of rice during the Chinese New Year.

They have to be those who eat commercial food.

In the northern countryside in the [-]s, the staple food was corn and sorghum, and the rice and white flour grown had to be handed over.

She made a mistake in the last days. When she saw the materials, she wanted to send them to the space.

Fortunately, the door of the space card is inconvenient, otherwise it would be really easy to cause accidents.

Earn money, earn money, hurry up to earn money, so, if she doesn't stock up on food in her space, how can she be embarrassed?

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Hui came back with his uncle Gu Qingshan. There was still a little spring bud behind him, but the flower on his head was gone.

As soon as he entered the room, Lu Hui said, "Mom, Grandpa Captain asked you to go to the brigade headquarters."

Gu Mingtang's eyes flickered, and after putting on the scarf, he asked his niece who was sitting on the kang and looked at Xueyan eagerly, "Where is your hair?"

"Mom put it away and said to wear it for the new year."

Gu Qingshan was a little guilty, he didn't want to wear it during the New Year, the two head flowers were taken back by his wife to her new sister-in-law, he didn't dare to object, and he didn't dare to tell the truth, so he just pretended he didn't know anything.

Gu Mingtang groaned, and then heard Chunya continue, "Second Gu, the things you gave to my sister were also put away by grandma, who said they kept it as a dowry."

Well, this is something her old lady can do.

When Gu Mingtang arrived at the brigade headquarters, only the brigade captain and Sun Gongan were there, and then she received a bonus, anonymously.

A total of three hundred yuan.

Gu Mingtang smiled happily and kept saying thank you.

Then he humbly accepted some criticism and education, and when he was about to leave, he found an open document on the table, and asked politely, "Can I read that document?"

The captain was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It's okay."

This is a document that mobilizes the broad masses of the people to use their brains and hands in exchange for foreign exchange for the country.

For example, you can antique pottery handicrafts, as long as they are qualified, the cultural relics store will accept them, and you can embroider, and if you are attracted by foreign guests, you can also sell them for money.

But here in Beihuang, it can be regarded as an immigrant city, where there is such a deep cultural deposit.

The captain is worried.

What can their Lingxi brigade exchange for foreign exchange?
He knew these commune members very well. Weaving baskets and kang mats was okay, but he could make antique cultural relics and embroidery, which no one knew.

Therefore, I can't think of it even if my hair is pulled out.

Gu Mingtang put down the document, "Captain, what good things did our team send up?"

The document is not new, it was issued in November last year.

"No, I'm not thinking about it."

For Liangzhou's sake, the captain explained patiently.

"You wait for me, I will come back when I go."

After Gu Mingtang finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

The captain and Sun Gongan looked at each other, what is this Gu Mingtang doing?
Gu Mingtang remembered the sugar bowl insoles and bamboo baskets that his younger brother Xiaohai woven from corn leaves.

Works well, maybe for foreign exchange.

Or take this as an opportunity to quickly keep up with the wave of future reforms.

No matter how you do it, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

Gu Mingtang entered Gu's house without any nonsense, and went directly to his younger brother's room. Xiao Hai was fiddling with corn leaves, and when he saw her coming in, he asked curiously, "Second sister, have you finished pumping the water well in your house? Does it come out immediately after pressing it? "

The younger brother Xiaohai is 14 years old this year.

Weak constitution, low immunity, sick all the year round.

But Xiaohai has a good temper. Even if it was because of her original body that she was weak, she didn't complain at all. She softened her voice, "I don't know now. The master said it's not a big problem. By the way, Xiaohai, I'll take a few sugar bowls and Is the basket okay?"

If there are too many of these things, there will be no place to put them, and Lin Shulan might stuff them into the stove.

Of course it is possible.

Gu Qinghai readily agreed, and said that his sugar bowl is so tightly woven that it can hold water.

Gu Mingtang went to the brigade headquarters again, and put the things on the table. When the two saw it, they were stunned for a moment. The brigade leader thought it was a good thing, "Isn't this made of corn leaves? How can it be exchanged for foreign exchange?"

"Captain, you can send it up for a try, if it works, if it doesn't work, you have nothing to lose, but this is a folk handicraft unique to our Northern Wilderness, and it's something that foreigners can't make. Handicrafts with our national characteristics can actually be exchanged for foreign exchange, and by the way, this sugar bowl can also be used as a vase."

(End of this chapter)