In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

Wang Xingguo looked at his money-grubbing wife, hugged her, and kissed her several times. This girl is really too cute.

He knew that his wife was just complaining. If she were really as greedy as she said, throwing away so much money would have kept her up at night.

Couples need some fun, and bickering is just fine. As long as neither of them gets angry, and if she occasionally pretends to be angry, Wang Xingguo is quick to admit his mistake.

There's nothing I can do; she's the mother of my child, so I have to spoil her!

He has a thousand reasons to convince himself to ignore others, but he can't find a single reason to convince himself not to cherish the woman who bore him children.

That evening, Wang Xingguo took Li Xiuping to the night market. As soon as he parked his bicycle, Uncle Niu, who was waiting for dinner, came over.

"Wang Er, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Wang Xingguo asked in confusion, "Brother Niu, have you landed another big order?"

Niu Ye rolled his eyes at Wang Xingguo. This guy was really pragmatic. He called on Niu Ye when he needed something, and called on Lao Wu when he was unhappy...

"Pretty much. A wealthy man is getting his daughter married off and wants to buy ingredients for the wedding banquet at a high price, but he doesn't have any high requirements, just ordinary wedding banquet ingredients will do."

Wang Xingguo called out to Gan Ping, and then he and Master Niu returned to the main hall, sat down, and began to discuss the matter.

Upon hearing what was requested, Gan Ping frowned and said, "To be honest, I can't get shrimp and yellow croaker right now, but I can get pork, beef, mutton, chicken, and duck."

Wang Xingguo asked in bewilderment, "Old Gan, is it really that bad? You can't even get any seafood?"

Gan Ping explained, "Those things have reduced their transport volume in the past few months, and the transport capacity for these has been switched to transporting grain. Now, whether it's trucks or trains, they are all transporting coal and grain with great difficulty, and some non-staple foods have been completely cut off from transport."

"What about this order?" asked Master Niu. "We can't just let such a big order go unprofitable, can we?"

Wang Xingguo shook his head and said, "We can't afford not to make money. I'll try to get some yellow croaker and shrimp later. We can't let so much gold go to waste."

Wang Xingguo's words left the group speechless. He said they couldn't just throw it away, as if the gold belonged to him.

After dinner, Gan Ping went to prepare other meats, while Wang Xingguo went out for a stroll and returned with yellow croaker and shrimp.

He has plenty of these goods, he just doesn't want to sell them too soon.

Although 60 years have been difficult, they are not nearly as difficult as next year. Therefore, if we sell our goods next year, the price will be higher, and we will be able to recoup some of the gold.

Wang Xingguo felt that he could naturally be promoted to the position of department head after he claimed credit for the gold recycling in the next year or two.

Gan Ping returned around 9 o'clock, handed the goods to Uncle Niu and the others who were waiting, and then Uncle Niu and the others hurriedly went to deliver the goods.

Gan Ping poured himself a large bowl of tea, drank it down, and then said to Wang Xingguo, "Damn it, these guys are so arrogant. I'm a cadre, after all. They wouldn't even let me work overtime. I had to use the leadership to pressure them before they agreed to go back and work overtime. It's infuriating!"

Wang Xingguo handed him a cigarette and said with a smile, "Calm down. It's not worth arguing with this kind of person. Once we reform the night market, we won't have to put up with this kind of humiliation anymore."

After lighting a cigarette, Gan Ping nodded fiercely and said, "That's right, we won't do this kind of hard work anymore, we're too lazy to put up with this kind of nonsense."

Wang Yongli sat down next to them and said, "We're almost sold out again tonight. We need to find a way to get some more. It's not good if people are waving money and selling fish, but we have nothing to take away. It feels like someone has taken the money out of our pockets, which is really upsetting."

Wang Xingguo chuckled to himself, wondering why everyone seemed to have changed since Minister Liu arrived. They were all eyeing the shoppers, eyeing the small amount of fish in their pockets.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. This isn't just a simple yellow croaker; it's everyone's achievement and credit.

Thinking about it this way, their behavior becomes understandable.

By 10 p.m., everything was sold out, and everyone started cleaning up.

After Uncle Niu returned with the delivery and handed over the gold, everyone started waiting for their midnight snack.

Tonight's late-night snack is steamed buns filled with grass carp and chives. Each person gets three buns; you can eat them yourself or take them home. We've already given them out, so we won't interfere anymore.

After packing up the steamed buns, Wang Xingguo announced that everyone could leave work early. He then said goodbye to his mother-in-law and rode his bicycle home with Li Xiuping, whose belly was getting bigger and bigger.

They woke up their older brother and the others, and everyone shared the steamed buns. Li Xiuping disliked the fish because it was a bit fishy, ​​so she ate two bites and then stuffed the buns into Wang Xingguo's mouth.

Wang Xingguo asked, "What's wrong? Does it taste bad?"

Li Xiuping nodded and said, "I find it a bit fishy, ​​and I don't like this filling."

Wang Xingguo asked with a smile, "Are you hungry? How about I cook you a bowl of egg noodles?"

Li Xiuping shook her head and said, "No need, I don't feel hungry. You eat, I'm going to take a shower first."

Wang Xingguo finished the buns in a few bites, then let his older brother and the others eat, while he went to prepare warm water for Li Xiuping.

The weather was very hot in late September, but Wang Xingguo didn't dare let Li Xiuping take a cold shower, for fear that she would catch a cold.

After Li Xiuping finished showering, Wang Xingguo took a cold shower and was about to do laundry when Wang Xingning took over.

Wang Xingguo helped fetch water and stayed with his sister while she washed clothes in the yard.

Wang Xingning asked, "Second Brother, when do you think this pork supply shortage will end?"

Wang Xingguo replied, "I'm afraid we won't be able to buy pork until the New Year. What's wrong? You want to eat pork?"

Wang Xingning shook his head and said, "I'm not really craving it, but it feels like such a waste that we only have enough meat coupons to begin with, and now we can only buy chicken and canned fish."

Wang Xingguo laughed and said, "There's nothing I can do. That's just how things are. If you're craving something, just tell me, and I'll get you some pork to satisfy your craving."

"I know, hehe, I'll tell you if I'm craving it. By the way, my sister-in-law only ate one egg today, saying it's too hot and she has no appetite. I'll go buy some radishes tomorrow to make pickled radishes. Also, should we dry more vegetables? Everyone's short on food, and everyone's buying and stocking up on dried vegetables."

Wang Xingguo sighed, "We don't need to stock up on dried vegetables. Dried vegetables only fill you up, they don't provide any nutrition, so stocking up on them is useless. You can soak more pickled radishes, your second sister-in-law loves pickled radishes too."

In fact, no matter how much vegetables you eat, it's all for nothing if you don't have grains to provide calories.

Only staple foods can provide enough calories for the body, so during difficult times, there was no shortage of vegetables in the capital. However, no matter how much food there was, it could only keep people from going hungry, but it didn't give them the strength to work.

Only three staple foods—corn, wheat, and rice—can provide the human body with enough calories!

So if three kinds of staple food are not enough, then no matter how many dishes you have, it won't help.