Chapter 60 Writing a Diary

"I arrived here on January 19 and was unconscious for half a day and a night. I woke up in the morning of January 20 and caught a turtle to eat in the afternoon. On January 21, I taught Team 6 to kill turtles. On the morning of January 22, I taught Team Leader Yang to kill pigs, and in the afternoon, I taught Team 3 to kill turtles. On the morning of January 23, I went to Team 4, and in the afternoon, I went to Team 7. On the same day, all production teams went to the commune to pull poles. On the morning of January 24, I went to Team 8, and in the afternoon, I went to Team 9, and the production team planted poles. Today is January 25. I will go to the brigade headquarters to teach Vice captain Xiao's family how to make pickles. The production team continues to plant poles. "

Chen Fan inserted a pen dipped in water into the bamboo tube, and his face was somewhat disappointed.

It's been five days. Today is the sixth day. Why hasn't Zhu Gong'an replied yet?

Jiang Lili stood aside and stared at what he had written. "Is this your diary?"

Chen Fanqi looked at her strangely, "Ah, what's the problem?"

Jiang Lili looked at him and then looked at the words on the book. "What you wrote is too simple, right?"

In her opinion, primary school students write better than this.

She now doubts whether Chen Fan has ever been to a senior high school (grade one, two or three of primary school is called junior high school, grade four or five is called senior high school).

Chen Fan didn't care. "A diary is just a record of what happens every day. Why write in such detail?"

If it is not to help memory, who can keep a diary?

Then he turned over the notebook, opened the back cover, and opened the last page, "I want to keep an account now, and you can count it for me."

Although Captain Yang said very clearly, what are these rewards, thank-you gifts and return gifts. However, he could not take it for granted. He would still like to return the favor when he has a chance.

After all, in his eyes, it's really nothing to teach him to kill turtles, not to mention that Team 6 also calculated his work points.

Even if he didn't have a pen and paper before, he was too embarrassed to ask Jiang Lili to borrow it. Just yesterday, he was in Team 9, and the accountant of their team gave him a notebook, two pens dipped in water and several bags of ink and toner.

A pen dipped in water is not a real pen. It is similar to a quill pen, that is, a long pen tube is connected behind a pen tip. When writing, you can use the pen tip to dip in ink to write. After writing, you can dip again, which is very inconvenient. In addition, when writing, the water comes out unevenly. When you just dip in the water, it is very thick, and then write more and more lightly until you dip again.

It was the accountant who saw Chen Fan as a scholar and gave it to him.

Ink powder is a small bag of dry powder, which is washed with water and shaken up to form ink.

Chen Fan had never seen these two things before. At the beginning, he refused to take them. His captain told him that they were worthless, so he accepted them.

Plus that notebook with rough paper, you can just remember something.

"Oh."

Jiang Lili plumped her mouth and looked at the things piled with two beds beside her. "Where do you start?"

Chen Fan thought for a while, "Let's start from the brigade headquarters

Then Jiang Lili counted and reported it to him, and Chen Fan quickly recorded it.

After the inventory, there were a lot of things.

Apart from the "educated youth gift package" sent by the brigade headquarters, the military coat and leather shoes given by Vice captain Xiao were not mentioned, and the items given by each team were also great.

There are 12 teams, and team 6 is just a few clothes and shoes, as well as 30 jin of rice and half a bag of sweet potatoes. Of the remaining 11 teams, 5 were Chen Fan's own and 6 were Liu Zhujiang's, where he went to collect a piece of meat and a piece of fish, and others were also sent to Chen Fan.

Now, there are 250 jin of rice, 16 pieces of bacon, 16 pieces of preserved fish, 33 jin of cotton and 11 jin of rapeseed oil.

These are the main materials. Other sundries include 5 bags of pickles, 8 bottles of home-made soy sauce, 8 bottles of home-made vinegar, 6 jars of chili sauce, 6 cans of pickles, a waist basin, two bamboo chairs, a bamboo basket, a basket, two carrying poles, four buckets, two bathtubs, two bamboo hats, two coir raincoats, four pairs of straw sandals, three pairs of wooden shoes, and two washboards, The last is the pen, ink and paper he is using.

This wooden clog is not the kind of wooden clog used in small days, but the common daily necessities that we have passed on for more than 3000 years. Fuchai, the king of Wu, loved listening to Xi Shi dancing in clogs, and built a clog ring gallery. Li Bai also wrote a poem "wearing Xie Gong's clogs and climbing the Qingyun Ladder".

A wooden board is cut into the shape of a foot board, and two vertical wooden boards are nailed one behind the other, then several holes are drilled at the edge of the shoe board, and a few hemp ropes are pulled. This is a common rural wooden clog.

In rainy days, directly tie the clogs to the feet with shoes on, so as to avoid being dirty by mud and not easy to slip. There are also wealthy families who can wear clogs barefoot by putting a piece of leather on the shoe board. If the poor want to wear barefoot, they need to paste more layers of homespun cloth to make the vamp hard.

At this time, a pair of good leather clogs cost 2 yuan, which is not cheap.

As for hats, coir raincoats and straw sandals, they are the "three piece sets" that every household must have today.

The qualified families even have one set of hands. The unqualified poor families also have at least two hats and a coir raincoat.

The most expensive one here is coir raincoat. It takes a lot of work and time to make it. If you take it to the market, you can sell it for two yuan. The cheapest is straw sandals, which cost 5 cents a pair. Almost every household in the production team has people who can play straw sandals.

Such a large number of sundries are not worth a few dollars, but they are rare. Chen Fan records them one by one.

After finishing his work, it was already light. Chen Fan stretched out and got up and said, "I will go to Team 5 to help Leader Xiao cook pickles. If it goes well, I should come back in the afternoon. We will continue to eat turtle tonight."

Speaking of turtles, he suddenly remembered, "Hey, are the turtles I put in the pig food tank behind all right?"

Jiang Lili grinned and said, "When you remember, they will freeze to death even if they don't starve."

Chen Fan glared, "What?"

Jiang Lili smiled and said, "Don't worry, I picked some mud and filled it in two stone grooves. Now it's all right."

Chen Fan then breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "If you die, it will be a pity. The blood will not come out. The meat is not delicious at all."

After a pause, he said, "Don't hang on to the meat and fish. You can cut some of them when you eat."

Jiang Lili shook her head repeatedly. "This is your food. How can I eat it?"

Chen Fan frowned, "Then I have a pair of cotton shoes for you."

Jiang Lili bowed her head and said nothing.

Chen Fan's face collapsed. It was a silent protest.

He could only shake his hand, "I will cook after I finish today."

Jiang Lili quickly raised her head, plumping her cheeks and not speaking.

Chen Fan looks and wants to laugh.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard was knocked, and Captain Yang pushed the door open and walked in. "Oh, Xiao Chen, you are still here. I'm afraid you have already left. Zhu Gongan will come here later to talk about you."