Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 106 Chapter 105 Toon
Because they had been getting along day and night for half a year, Tang Zhitong never thought that Zheng Suo and Qian Zhongping would remind him in such a kind way.

On the way to the second round of delivery, Tang Zhitong's heart was still warm.

In half a year, Tang Zhitong went from being precarious to holding an iron rice bowl, marrying a beautiful wife, and having meritorious service. As a humble citizen, this was a height that he could not reach in his previous life. He was satisfied enough to lie back and wait for the wheels of history to roll over him. Time to hitchhike...

On the way back to the city, Tang Zhitong saw an old farmer, wearing a navy blue old cotton jacket and old cotton trousers, with traces of old cotton wadding leaking out from the patches, squatting in front of a wicker basket with his hands in his hands.

Whenever someone passes by, the old farmer would whisper, "Bring me some toon buds," in an attempt to get passers-by to stop and exchange for something.

Seeing the old farmer reminded Tang Zhitong of his grandparents in his previous life. In this disaster year, for the sake of the whole family, his grandfather walked more than 200 miles into the city to sell goods at the risk of being caught. The young father was digging wild vegetables and begging in the countryside...

"Uncle, is this your own?" Tang Zhitong stopped the car and squatted down to hand the uncle a cigarette. Nowadays, the supply in the city is tight, and it is even more difficult in the countryside. Most people have a conscience and are not willing to accept the behavior of exchanging their own products for things. Turn a blind eye and pay attention, it is a change and the management is not strict.

"The toon tree in my yard is the first crop this year." The old farmer pointed out the source to Tang Zhitong. It must be from the yard and not from the field. At the same time, he waved his hand and refused to accept the cigarette that Tang Zhitong handed over.

They didn't accept it, and Tang Zhitong didn't force him to give in. He took the cigarette back and put it in the cigarette case.

"Uncle, what are you going to change?" Tang Zhitong felt sympathy for this old farmer. His ability was limited and he couldn't help everyone, but occasionally he could still help a few people.

"Just change some grain, sorghum rice will do." The old farmer may be afraid, but he keeps looking around with his eyes and his voice is not loud.

"How to change? I want to change." Although the big red flower and the medal have been stored in the space, with these two things close by, Tang Zhitong feels a lot more confident. He believes that if he just changes, even if he is caught by the relevant departments, , and can come out unscathed.

"Two pounds of Chinese toon sprouts are exchanged for one pound of sorghum rice." Hearing what Tang Zhitong said, the old farmer's eyes lit up. He had been squatting here for a long time, asking many questions and changing little.

Toona buds are indeed the first crop and are very tender, but there is currently a shortage of food. Moreover, spring vegetables are already on the market. Between vegetables and food, more people choose food.

"Can millet or sweet potato work? I don't have sorghum rice here." Tang Zhitong rarely eats sorghum rice. The taste of it is indescribable and is far inferior to stick noodles.

"Millet is too expensive, let's exchange one pound for one pound for sweet potato, okay?" The old farmer was a very honest man, and he didn't say anything at this time. When he said "one pound for one pound," his tone was pleading.

"Okay. How many toon buds do you have? I've replaced them all." Tang Zhitong couldn't bear to see the old man's appearance. Was his grandfather like this at the beginning?
"I weighed it at home, and it was ten pounds high. Someone just exchanged two pounds, and there are eight pounds left." Hearing what Tang Zhitong said, the old farmer was very happy. He could get grain in exchange for it, mixed with wild vegetables, and the whole family could carry it for several days. .

"Okay, then you wait for me here for a while, and I'll go back and get the sweet potatoes." After Tang Zhitong finished speaking, he stood up quickly. There was a bad sweet potato at home, so he had to go into the alley and get it out of the space.

About ten minutes later, Tang Zhitong came back with a sack full of sweet potatoes. It was estimated to be about ten kilograms, just a lot more.

"That's a lot." The old farmer took the sack and weighed it. He was very happy to be able to exchange for grain, but his practical nature prompted him to instinctively not take advantage.

"Anything more will be considered as a deposit, and you can exchange it with me after your toon has grown for the second time." Tang Zhitong said casually, not intending to take it back.

"Then we have to wait another ten days and a half, and the earliest it will be the sixth day of next month." But the old farmer took it seriously, calculated it, and replied to Tang Zhitong.

"Okay." Tang Zhitong agreed. He still had a lot of sweet potatoes. It would be good to exchange some toon sprouts and make them into pickles. "Is this still the place at this time?" the old farmer confirmed with Tang Zhitong.

"Okay." Tang Zhitong still nodded and agreed. The sixth day of March is Monday and he goes to work as usual. He can just stop by then.

"I live in Qianzikeng in the northeast. Everyone in the village calls me Zhang Laosan. When I'm not here, you can come and find me." The old man was honest and revealed his old background.

"Uncle Zhang, I believe you. I'll be here waiting for you on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year." It was originally a normal exchange of things, but Tang Zhitong was a little touched by having Old Man Zhang do this. It's so simple!
"Don't worry, I will definitely pick the tenderest chun buds for you." After saying this, Old Man Zhang took out the sweet potatoes from the sack and carefully placed them on the ground. After emptying the sack, he shook the sack and cleaned the soil inside. Carefully put the toon buds in handfuls, and finally put the sweet potatoes into your own wicker basket.

After the old man Zhang walked away, Tang Zhitong left four handfuls of toon buds and put them into the mail bag, threw the rest into the mail bag, took out the big red flowers and put them on the trailer, and then returned to the branch.

When he arrived at the branch, he took out three handfuls of Chinese toon buds from the mail bag and placed them at the front desk. "Sister Qian, I picked up a few handfuls of Chinese toon buds on the way. I'll give one to each of you, Zheng Suo and Master Geng. Please pass it on to me. I'll go ahead." .”

"Hey, thank you, Xiao Tang, you are too polite." Qian Zhongping stood up to thank him, but did not refuse. He took a handful and put it under his nose and smelled it. He was very satisfied with the taste.

"I know it's good. I have to thank you and Zheng Suo for the advice." After Tang Zhitong finished speaking, he put on the certificate of merit given by the municipal bureau and waved to Qian Zhongping: "See you later."

A handful of toona buds is not heavy, weighing about half a catty.

The toon sprouts at this time are the most tender, and they are very fragrant when scrambled with eggs, made into cold noodles, or even chopped into tofu.

As far as people are concerned, prices do not fluctuate much. After release, this crop of toon buds can be sold for 28 yuan, one or two!
When Tang Zhitong was in his last life, there was a toon tree in the yard of his hometown. The toon buds in the spring were not only enough for his family to eat, but he could also share the extra with relatives and friends.

Toon sprout pickles were used throughout Tang Zhitong’s childhood, mixed with gum and another specialty of the toon tree.

Toon trees are prone to attracting insects. There is often yellow transparent glue flowing out of the trunk. Children often pick it off and play with it. Tang Zhitong did this when he was a child.

What left a deep impression on Tang Zhitong was another specialty product grown on the toona tree, known as "terrestrial sea cucumber".

Give it a kiss to enlarge your lips, lie on it to enlarge your breasts, sit on it to enlarge your buttocks, touch it to refresh your mind, and scratch it to make you fascinated. It has a foreign name: Sugar Baby.

As long as this thing comes into contact with the skin, it will be extremely itchy, but it will be very painful when touched. It is a annoying little goblin!
There was an up owner who used this thing to feed toads. This kind of behavior is really...

Different parts of the country have different names for this thing. You can write your hometown's nickname for it in the chapter review.This thing is probably not for sale. If anyone likes this thing, you can join the group and leave your address, and I will give you a toy next year!but!pain!cry!Don't!scold!I! !

(There are sugar baby easter eggs at the end of the chapter)

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