59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chapter 408 Cherry and Plum

This time there was no one else around, and the group finished their meal and were still making clay figures by the river.

Chen Feng had the best skills, and soon an exquisite clay figurine of Zhu Bajie carved out of a toothpick took shape.

This skill was not taught by anyone else, but he learned it by himself at home when he was a child, using colored clay.

"Big pot, can you give me Zhu Bajie?" Chen Li was also kneading on the stone stove, but when she saw the lifelike one in Chen Feng's hand, she immediately gave up her own.

"You like it?"

"like."

"Okay, I'll give it to you after I've kneaded it and dried it."

"Big brother, I want one too!"

"Row!"

"Brother, give me a Monkey King."

"roll!"

"Good Le!"

Fatty Wang went to play his own game dejectedly.

First, he gave the two children one Zhu Bajie and one Monkey King respectively, and then he made a group of clay figures according to the shapes of everyone present.

Chen Feng is in the middle, with Zhang Haixing, Ouyang Qing, and He Yushui on the left, and Chen Hao, Hu Bayi, and Wang Fatty on the right.

Chen Li and Ouyang Feng in front.

"Xiao Feng, does this Monkey King look good?"

"It doesn't look good."

"Well - I'll give you another chance to answer again."

Under the threat of force from his sister, Ouyang Feng said against his conscience: "It looks good."

"Not bad, very artistic vision." Ouyang Qing said with satisfaction.

After playing for more than an hour, I looked at the time. It was almost 11 o'clock. The surface of the clay figure was dry, and a group of people got on the bus and returned.

Last time they went to the north of the city, so they had to take a detour to get to Guanshan’s house. This time they went to the south of the city, so they didn’t have to do that.

In the square, brother and sister Chen Feng and Ouyang Qing separated.

"Sister, why don't I get out and walk?" Ouyang Feng sat at the back of the car, feeling a little nervous.

With the sack hanging on the front crossbar, the bicycle was a little crooked and obviously unstable.

"Do you look down on me?" Ouyang Qing's breathing became much faster after riding for a while.

"Brother, you are too fat!"

"No, sister, the fish is too heavy!" Ouyang Feng retorted.

"No, the more fish the better. I don't mind the weight, but you are indeed a bit heavy." Although Ouyang Qing was exhausted, he did not let him come down.

After riding for hundreds of meters, Ouyang Qing felt very tired.

"Strange, with so many of you in the car and so many fish, how come Chen Feng isn't tired at all?"

"Brother is stronger than you." Ouyang Feng muttered.

These words hurt Ouyang Qing.

The bike stopped instantly.

"Go down!"

Ouyang Feng came down obediently.

Ouyang Qing rode slowly forward.

On the other side, Chen Feng and others came to Guan Shan’s house.

"Teacher, what kind of fish do you want to eat? We caught a lot of fish this time, including crucian carp, grass carp, carp, and silver carp. I can't pick one. I'll give you two silver carps."

This time, Chen Feng took sacks, the number of which was several times more than yesterday.

"Go away, I eat rain water." Guan Yushan smiled and looked at He Yushui's bucket, which contained several fish.

"Okay, let's go now."

He Yushui did not leave, but stayed to fry fish at Guanshan's house.

Chen Feng had left some oil before, but almost no oil was consumed on the mountain.

There were a lot of fish this time, so I made a side trip to Polan Hou.

Hou Polan was not at home, so Chen Feng simply grabbed three fish and threw them in through the window.

When I got home, I divided the fish into three parts.

He kept one share for himself and sold the remaining two shares to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and the Cannery, in exchange for a sum of money and notes from Niu Gengshen and Ye Jin.

He came at the perfect time!

"Two kilograms of cherries and one kilogram of plums. If you come a few days later, I won't be able to ask the factory manager for them."

Cherries and plums are available in the north from May to June, but the ones Chen Feng got should be the early-ripening ones.

Shandong cherries usually mature in mid-to-late May.

"Are plums ripe now?"

He remembered that plums should be ripe in July and August.

"This is an early-production variety cultivated by the Agricultural Institute. It has grown to several hundred kilograms. Our factory director took more than ten kilograms to try to make canned food. This is the one kilogram he kept."

Ye Jin explained with a smile: "You came at the right time. If you were later, the factory director would probably share it with everyone else."

"Uncle Ye, it would be wrong for you to give them all to me?" Chen Feng ate a cherry.

"What's wrong with that?" He opened his desk and took out a book, which was the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual".

"If nothing else, just based on this, it's our honor to give you fruit."

Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

This is indeed something he should be proud of, because this book, which was published ten years earlier, will save countless people.

Of course, he may not be worthy of those original creators, but he is worthy of his Chinese blood.

"Uncle Ye, how can you be sure it's me?"

"Didn't you read the newspaper?" Ye Jin asked curiously.

"Uh, it's in the newspaper?" Chen Feng asked in surprise. He really hadn't seen it.

"Internal reference!" Ye Jin whispered.

"Oh, no wonder." Chen Feng understood.

Internal reference materials are special newspapers within the organization and are not open to the public, so Chen Feng and others cannot see them, but people like Ye Jin are qualified to obtain the information.

"Is the manual already on sale in the city?" Chen Feng didn't pay much attention to this matter and didn't plan to go and see.

It is nothing more than a high praise for the old man's spirit of serving the people who continues to shine after his retirement.

This is what should be done.

"Yes, but not much. I borrowed this from the infirmary and copied some excerpts from it." Ye Jin couldn't help but smile bitterly when he said this: "I plan to copy a copy and send it back to my hometown."

It is impossible for printing houses across the country to print only this book; they have other tasks to do.

It will take some time to fill the national demand.

But Ye Jin couldn't wait.

"Then I won't bother you from copying medical books anymore. Let's go, Uncle Ye."

"Okay, come back when there's fresh fish."

Chen Feng put the things into his backpack and went back. Before leaving, he went to Wangfujing and bought two brand new swimsuits for Chen Li and Chen Hao.

I'm going to the bathhouse to learn swimming in the afternoon.

"Hello, do you have any suitable clothes for swimming?"

The saleswoman was a middle-aged woman. She stared at Chen Feng for a long time and thought to herself, "If you weren't so handsome, I would spray you to death with salt water."

You need new clothes for swimming. Which spendthrift is this?

"All the clothes I have here can be worn in the water."

"Oh, no, cotton clothes can't be made."

Chen Feng couldn't find a professional swimsuit, so he had to buy a one-piece skirt suitable for the little girl and a pair of boxer briefs for Chen Hao.

arrive home.

"Chen Hao, little sister, come and get your clothes."

"Hehe, what a beautiful new dress."

Chen Hao looked at his sister's skirt and his own boxer briefs and felt like a loser.

"Brother, you can't favor your sister over your brother!"

"You're not that heavy. How much does a full set of clothes cost for you? Can it compare with your sister's?" The two pieces that Chen Feng picked out were definitely more expensive than Chen Li's, but not by much.

If it was a set of Chen Hao's top and pants, the price would more than double.

"That's true." Chen Hao thought about it and regained his balance.

After just two or three sentences, Chen Li took the new clothes to show off to Zhang Haixing.

"Little sister, there is something delicious for you."

He also put a few pounds of mulberries in the paper bag.

"Chen Hao, you guys share the mulberries, take some cherries and plums, and give the rest to the little girl."

He looked back at the clay figure he had placed on the table and found that it was gone.

"Who took my clay figurine?"

"Sister Xiaohua!" Fatty Wang replied.