My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 6: Carrying manure is a technical job. What happened to the last magazine?
"Hey, we educated youth are here. Don't go back covered in shit and urine again."

Wu Gou was gloating over Li Feng's miserable situation in the morning, and now that he saw Li Feng had changed into clean clothes, he couldn't help but mock him.

"Your mouth will be torn apart sooner or later."

The woman who shouted "sister-in-law" gave Wu Gou a cold look. Compared to the dark and thin Wu Gou, the women preferred Li Feng's small, fair and clean face. At least he looked good.

"How about I give you a different job this afternoon?"

Han Anmin acted like a father and a mother all morning, and he barely did his job properly. This was unacceptable. He was the deputy captain, so he had to set an example, take the lead in doing the dirty and tiring work, and do the most work. This was the awareness that a captain should have.

"If I change it later, I don't believe I can be defeated by a few buckets of manure."

Just kidding, although Li Feng had thought about how to be lazy and get away with this travel experience, the challenge of carrying manure is still there, so he has to complete the task before getting away with it.

"He's a man."

"I'm not a coward."

Everyone looked at Li Feng with admiration. At least Li Feng's enthusiasm was worthy of encouragement. You know, Li Feng had made a lot of embarrassing mistakes in the morning. If it were an ordinary educated youth, he would have shouted that he would quit, and might even make a fuss, saying that the team was deliberately persecuting them.

As they were talking, Han Mingliang and a few other kids ran over, laughing and joking. Seeing Li Feng, they started singing the rhyme Wu Gou had taught them. "The young educated youth was carrying manure, shaking it left and right with such effort, it made the ground full of manure soup. The dogs loved the stink."

"Go! Go! Go."

Li Feng glanced at these little brats and said, "I'll get you a bucket of manure water to take a bath. These little brats need a good beating."

"Get lost."

Han Anmin waved his hand, but Han Fuguo was different. He was holding a pipe and hitting a group of little kids, making them scream and run away.

"Hahaha, you deserve it."

Li Feng wished he could go up and give them a few hits himself. These brats needed to be punished. After the kids made a fuss for a while, everyone started to work.

I don’t know if Wu Gou ate too much feces at noon, but he kept making buzzing sounds in Li Feng’s ears.

Wait, I'll find a chance to teach you a lesson, you bastard. Li Feng began to apply the experience he learned in the virtual space to practice. This surprised everyone. Li Feng was carrying half a bucket and he didn't even shake it.

"Is it safe?"

Han Anyu and the others nearby were all surprised. "Brother Anmin, you were so active this morning, but how come you're a completely different person at noon?"

"Not bad, look at it, the steps are neither fast nor slow, very steady."

Although they still didn't fill the bucket of manure, their steps and the alternating shoulders were all in order. Han Anmin was confused as to what was going on. Even if he had taken a magic pill in the afternoon, it wouldn't have had such a good effect.

"What's wrong?"

Li Feng was quite proud. Hehe, all the suffering he had endured in the virtual space this afternoon was not in vain. Especially when he saw the five dogs staring at the boss, it was really cool.

"How did you learn that?"

"It's just picking up manure. It's so easy."

Li Feng looked at everyone with a puzzled look on his face. "Someone can learn it in just a few days, right? How could someone not be able to learn it in just a few days? That's too stupid, isn't it, Brother Wugou?"

"Nima."

Wu Gou looked like he was going to eat manure. He had boasted this morning that he had learned how to carry manure in less than half a month, and he even bet that Li Feng would not be able to learn how to carry manure in two or three months. This guy got slapped in the face so quickly.

"Hahaha."

Seeing Wu Gouqi's dung bucket shaking around, splashing out a bunch of yellow and white stuff all over his feet and pants, Li Feng could no longer hold back and laughed out loud.

Wu Gou glared at his boss and wanted to throw manure on Li Feng. This bastard was too arrogant.

It was so comfortable. Li Feng happily picked up the manure and couldn't help showing off on the way. He was almost mentally broken after being laughed at by a group of people for the whole morning. If it weren't for the mission, he would have thrown the manure bucket away and quit.

"Get out of the way, little brat."

When Li Feng passed by Han Mingliang and his group of little brats, he swung his tail, splashing half a bucket of manure water. The little brats were so scared that they screamed and ran away. They no longer dared to make fun of Li Feng.

"Little brat, let's see if you dare to come."

Li Feng had basically digested the experience he had accumulated in the virtual space in one afternoon. He couldn't help but check the mission progress. "The mission progress is 68%."

"Not bad, I've finished most of the work in a day."

"Go wash first, you stink."

Although I was very careful in the afternoon, some water still splashed on my pants. I was in contact with the feces and my whole body was smelly. Fortunately, it was summer and it was easy to take a shower. I just washed in the river.

“There are quite a few people.”

A number of people gathered by a stream not far from the village. Li Feng washed up and prepared to go home. He stopped by the stream at the entrance. "Hey, there are still small fish in this stream?"

"Is this a ditch crawler?"

The little fish is not big, about the size of a little finger. Li Feng recognizes this fish. He had quite a few of this fish when he was a child. Everyone thought it had little meat and was small, so basically no one caught it. However, this thing has become popular in recent years.

Highly nutritious and demanding on water quality, they once commanded a price of one or two hundred yuan, but they were difficult to catch. Unexpectedly, there were plenty in the stream in front of my house. "Catching some is always better than steamed cornbread."

Even small rivers might not hold large fish, and if they do, they're not only difficult to catch. You don't have the tools, and if you catch a large fish, you have to be sneaky about eating it. Otherwise, someone might catch you and accuse you of cutting off your tail, which wouldn't be a good idea. Of course, Li Feng learned that small rivers rarely hold large fish, primarily because the water is too deep to catch. Small streams, on the other hand, are shallow, so smaller fish are more likely to be caught, and they're plentiful. "But how can I catch them? I don't have a net, hook, or bait."

"There is."

Li Feng remembered a trick he used as a child: making small hooks out of foxtail grass and the sharp thorns of a locust tree. "First, get some foxtail grass, then cut a locust branch." The foxtail grass was easy enough, as he could always find some, but the locust branch was a little tricky to show to others. If he cut it from public property, he might get criticized.

After picking up some foxtail grass and pulling a piece of locust tree branch, Li Feng returned to the yard.

"Abba."

"Abba."

Two little girls ran out quickly to greet him, and when they saw Li Feng holding something in his hand, they hurried to take it.

"Let me do it."

Li Feng casually put the foxtail grass and locust branches aside. "Don't prick your hands, Daya, take a look, is my clothes dry?"

"Done, I put it away."

As he spoke, he handed the folded clothes to Li Feng. These clothes were the work clothes of the memorial hall, which matched the era very well, such as the navy blue striped vest and blue and black military pants.

After changing his clothes, Li Feng saw two steamed buns and a large bowl of wild vegetable soup on the table beside the bed, and some pickles, which were rare.

"Have you eaten?"

Daya nodded hurriedly. Seeing Daya nod, Erya nodded vigorously, but her eyes were fixed on the steamed buns. She was afraid that Daya didn't do anything for her sisters or just drank some wild vegetable soup. "I'll just eat one. I didn't do any work in the afternoon and I'm not hungry."

"Da Ya, Er Ya, you guys eat too."

Just break a steamed bun into two halves. The bun can still be broken apart when it is hot.

"We're not hungry."

"Eat it if you're told to."

After she spoke and glared at him, Daya could only take most of the steamed bun and give it to Erya, while she nibbled on small pieces herself. Tears started to flow for some reason, perhaps because she was thinking of her mother.

"Hey, the steamed bread is softer today than before."

Li Feng muttered, actually he didn't know that Daya had borrowed a sieve and sifted it thoroughly to remove a lot of impurities. Of course, Daya was reluctant to throw away these impurities, and planned to make them into steamed buns for her and her sister to eat.

"Eat quickly, our life will get better and better in the future. We will eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, and envy the young and old men in the dam."

Li Feng placed the rows of hooks made of dogtail grass and locust tree thorns into the stream, and began to enter the virtual space to practice picking up manure water.

"Uphill and downhill. I didn't get any practice this afternoon. Let's practice this first."

"Both going uphill and downhill require good balance."

After going up and down the slope about 200 times, Li Feng had probably mastered it. When going uphill, he should lean forward, and when going downhill, he should lean back slightly. Especially when going downhill, the center of gravity should be placed on the heels, so as to slow down the descent speed and maintain stability.

Another thing is the pace. When going uphill, the pace should be small and fast to avoid losing balance by taking big steps. When going downhill, the pace should be slightly faster, but it must be controlled. It cannot be too fast, otherwise it will be difficult.

Finally, when climbing long slopes, high slopes, hills, etc., you must allocate your physical strength well to avoid falling due to fatigue.

"I didn't expect there was so much knowledge involved in picking up manure."

Li Feng was truly enlightened. This was just a skill that ordinary farmers needed, but as a college student, he needed hundreds and thousands of times of practice to slowly master it. "A bunch of idiots who want to return to their hometowns to farm, have you learned how to carry manure?"

'Task progress 86%.'

Li Feng was delighted. If he practiced and absorbed the experience, he could increase his skill by at least ten points. That way, he could complete the mission without even having to challenge himself. "Great! Hahaha! I wonder what the reward is?"

"Hosts who complete skill challenges will receive ten times the daily work points."

Ten times the work points. Li Feng calculated that if he calculated his work points today as ten, that would be one hundred work points.

"One work point is about three to five cents." That is three to five yuan. Although it is not much, for Li Feng now, let alone three to five yuan, even one yuan is good.

"Do you have any food coupons or meat coupons?"

"It can be exchanged for work points."

"Really?"

Li Feng thought, that must be changed, otherwise not only will I have money to buy food, but also meat. "But how do I give me the money? If I give it directly, there will be no reason to cause trouble."

"What does this mean?"

Li Feng was a little confused. Why was a draft displayed?

"The host's reward will be distributed in the form of royalties."

"Manuscript fee, are you kidding?"

Li Feng thought that this article seemed to be about the skills of collecting manure, which could be published, but the article was well written and quite lively and interesting. "But it's true, a technical job like collecting manure should be published in a magazine or newspaper."

When he thought that he could get two or three dollars as well as food coupons and meat coupons in two days at most, he felt happy even in his dreams. Hehe, he could buy some meat, make some oil, and fry some small river fish. How wonderful it would be.

(End of this chapter)