Traveling through the 60s, living a life of wealth and prosperity

Chapter 7 Sign up to go to the countryside
Listening to the gurgling sound in the iron pot, Wang Yuanchao opened the lid of the rice pot and watched the water gradually turn beige.

Then he took out a large bowl from the cupboard, poured a bowl of rice soup, and then put some brown sugar in the rice soup.

Put the washed and diced sweet potatoes into the pot, stir them vigorously with a spatula, and then cover the pot.

Wang Yuanchao made a pot of sweet potato porridge, and added a lot of water in order to drink the rice soup.

The rice nowadays is just good. It’s not as technologically advanced as in the past. When you cook rice, the whole kitchen is filled with the aroma of rice, which makes you dizzy.

Wang Yuanchao sat on the bench by the stove, adding fuel to the fire while stirring the brown sugar into the rice soup with a spoon until it melted.

I took a sip of rice soup and felt refreshed.
It’s a long-missed taste. When Wang Yuanchao was a child in his previous life, he often drank such authentic rice soup when cooking. After growing up, he found that modern rice can no longer produce the taste of the rice soup he used to drink when he was a child.

Rice soup is rich in nutrients. After adding some brown sugar, it tastes like sweet soup and is very delicious. It was Wang Yuanchao’s favorite when he was a child in his previous life.

After drinking a bowl of rice soup, Wang Yuanchao's stomach was full, but there was no dry food in the rice soup, so he felt hungry easily.

Wang Yuanchao stood up and poured the cooked sweet potato porridge into the rice cooker. He added some cold water to the pot and used it to wash the dishes.

He scooped a few spoonfuls of sweet potato porridge from the large bowl, sat on the bench and started eating.

After finishing his meal, he didn't rush out to call the Wang family to eat.

Instead, I sit on the bench and let my consciousness enter the space.
He used his mental power to open the rosewood box that the old man had left for him at night.
My heartbeat quickened instantly. Sixty boxes of yellow croaker, two hundred in each box.

Ten boxes of gold and silver jewelry, eight boxes of antique books and paintings,

There are six boxes of jade jewelry, all of them are fine products, including two boxes of uncarved raw stones, red jade, yellow jade, purple jade, blue crystal, and black jade. These two boxes are all top-quality. Each one can produce at least two pairs of bracelets. It can be said that there is no one who doesn't like jewelry.

The last four boxes were fur fabrics, all of which were high-end fabrics that were not available for sale now, such as white fox fur, purple mink fur, satin, etc.

Wang Yuanchao looked at the gold, silver and jewels in the bamboo house. His heart was tense just now, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he was so happy that he almost fainted. He muttered to himself stupidly, "I got rich, I got rich."

Wang Yuanchao was stunned by the wealth in front of him. He looked at it in disbelief. He had worked hard for sixty years in his previous life and had never seen such a huge amount of wealth.

"Oh my god, how many young models would it take to help me spend all this money?

I want to live, I want to live well. With so much money, it will not be a dream for me to be a bridegroom every day and change brides every day.

Live, live, survive. . . ”

Wang Yuanchao had been unconscious for a long time, and when he regained consciousness, he was still confused.

"Wang Yuanchao, is breakfast not ready yet?"

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the kitchen door. The voice of Wang Mingli, the eldest uncle's family member, rang out from outside the door, calling Wang Yuanchao back to his senses.
This is no longer an era where you can do whatever you want with a little money; this is the era of workers, peasants and soldiers. If you dare to do whatever you want with a little money, the workers, peasants and soldiers will directly evoke the iron fist of the dictatorship and teach you a lesson in minutes.

So Wang Yuanchao suppressed his restlessness, stood up and went to open the door, saying:
"Brother, breakfast is ready. I've put it on the table. Come in and eat." After Wang Yuanchao opened the kitchen door, Wang Mingli rushed into the kitchen impatiently, looking like a starving ghost and said:
"I didn't eat enough last night. I'm starving. Wang Yuanchao, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

"The sweet potato porridge I made this morning is sweet and delicious."

"Sweet potatoes again. Sweet potatoes every day. I'm getting heartburn. Wang Yuanchao, can't you make something else to eat?"

"Brother, this is all the food we have at home. There is no other food."

After saying this, Wang Yuanchao picked up the kitchen basket, rolled up a vegetable cloth and put it in the basket, then said:

"Brother, you eat first, and call everyone to eat later. I'm going to the market to buy vegetables first."

Wang Mingli said he disliked it, but he was not vague. He scooped a bowl of sweet potato porridge and ate it with relish. When he heard that Wang Yuanchao was going to buy vegetables, he quickly swallowed the porridge in his mouth and said arrogantly:

"Buy some meat to improve the food. We eat green leaves every day. We are almost as hungry as jute sticks."

Wang Yuanchao looked at the chubby Wang Mingli and wondered if Wang Mingli had a problem understanding jute stalks.

"Brother, our family only has so many meat coupons every month, and they have already been used up. How can we buy meat without coupons?
Besides, the food allowance from home is not enough, I don’t even dare to buy more vegetables, I just have to make do with what I have.”

“Don’t you have enough money to buy food?”

"Yes, there is only 15 yuan for food every month. There are nine mouths to feed in the family. Such a big family needs to go shopping for food every day. Now the outside is in a mess every day. The supply of materials in the city is tight and the prices of everything are rising. How can this little money be enough for everyone to eat?"

Wang Mingli thought about it, nodded, motioned Wang Yuanchao to go out, and said no more.

Just like that? ? ? Wang Yuanchao was speechless. He thought Wang Mingli would just take out a big unity card from his pocket and smear it on his face. But just like that?
Wang Yuanchao shook his head, took the basket and went out.

Nowadays, even in big cities, the floating population is very scarce.
Walking on the streets of Star City, what caught Wang Yuanchao's eyes were low red brick bungalows, a few multi-story red brick buildings, eye-catching state-owned stores, and people riding bicycles crisscrossing the street. There were no vendors on the streets, and the people coming and going were dressed simply in single colors.

Wang Yuanchao did not go directly to the vegetable market he usually went to, but took a detour to the neighborhood committee of the street office.

Wang Yuanchao grew up on this street and basically knows all the neighbors, big and small.

However, because of his bad family background, when Wang Yuanchao walked into the neighborhood committee office, almost everyone inside knew him, but no one greeted him, for fear of being implicated by him.

After arriving at the Youth League Office of the neighborhood committee, Wang Yuanchao did not beat around the bush. He took out his household registration booklet and spoke directly:

"Aunt Liu, I came here this time to respond to the country's call and sign up to go to the countryside."

Aunt Liu is an old staff member of the neighborhood committee and now the director of the Youth Educated Office. She has watched Wang Yuanchao grow up since he was a child. She knows that Wang Yuanchao is the orphan of a martyr and also knows Wang Yuanchao's current situation. After a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, Aunt Liu decided to help Wang Yuanchao and said:

"You are the orphan of a martyr, and you are eligible for the policy of going to the countryside. In your current situation, going to the countryside to escape the leeches of their family is a way out. Here is the application form, Aid Korea, please fill it out."

(End of this chapter)