Chapter 56： planning

Chapter 56 Planning

 Mo Bei brought the Little Red Book and a pen. Before everyone packed their luggage, he didn't cover it up at all and put it on the bedside. Li Lingyuan knew it.

"I don't have a pen, I just have a notebook... If that doesn't work, I'd better go to the captain's house." Si Ningning came out of the room holding a notebook covered with black kraft paper.

She bought a lot of pens and notebooks, and the covers of the notebooks were all colorful, including cute little penguins, Q-version little lions, lazy cats, etc.

This black leather cover is the simplest one.

As for the pens, they were all gel pens that didn’t exist in this era. After thinking about it, she didn’t take them out.

“Bi! Bi, Jie (here) is there!” Li Lingyuan ran back panting.

"That's great! Get it quickly!" Song Shuhan said with a smile, but when he took the notebook and pen, he was in trouble again.

In the 1970s, regardless of primary school and junior high school, the commonly used notebooks were 20-karat vocabulary notebooks and arithmetic notebooks, which were sold in supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores for 2 cents each.

  Some families with poor family conditions provide their children with reading and writing homework with pencils. They will also greet the teacher privately and apply for the teacher to use pencils to make corrections, so that they can use the eraser again when they go back.

Song Shuhan’s family is not too bad. Although they don’t wipe it clean after use, they still use the most common vocabulary books and arithmetic books.

This was the first time he had touched a hard-cover, thick-paper book like Si Ningning's.

At first glance, he felt that it was not cheap. After touching it, Song Shuhan became more convinced.

Afraid of being damaged or stained, Song Shuhan quickly pushed the notebook in front of Si Ningning, "Si Zhiqing, you should write it!"

Si Ningning simply thought that he was sitting with Mo Bei, and it was too crowded to move his arms, so he didn't refuse, "What do you want to write?"

Song Xiaoyun gave up her seat, and Si Ningning sat in, opened the notebook, took off the cap of the pen, and looked at Song Shuhan slightly sideways, as if he was waiting for instructions to enter at any time.

She is good-looking, and her expression is serious at this time. There is a saying that goes well: serious and confident women are the most beautiful.

Song Shuhan's ears turned slightly red when she looked at him. He was afraid of being found out and ridiculed. He coughed lightly and said, "Don't rush to write now. Let's agree on the opinions first."

Si Ningning nodded.

"The pot rack is on the **** side, and the cooking arrangements are the same as the captain said. The **** will help. As for how to arrange the personnel, who will do it today and who will do it tomorrow, the lesbians will discuss it later. Now we have to discuss The most controversial thing is how to distribute the seasonings such as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.”

Song Shuhan looked at everyone, "If you have any opinions, say them one by one, don't talk all over the place."

Finally let’s get to the point.

The suggestion that was made lightly just now was almost discussed as a major point of conflict.

To be honest, Si Ningning was a little confused, but now he is better and finally back on track.

Si Ningning breathed a sigh of relief, probably because she was assigned the task of "recording". This time Song Shuhan stopped staring at her and asked her to speak.

Si Ning Ning Le's leisure.

When making a big pot of rice, everyone pays for their own rations. If they are afraid of getting mixed up, they can put them in a lunch box and set up a steaming tray to steam them directly, but not the vegetables.

  Stir-fried vegetables must be cooked in a pot. If someone is unwilling to provide seasonings, then if someone else does it, it is a courtesy to let you eat it once, and can you still eat it again and again?

Moreover, people who have the conditions are not willing to eat clear soup with little water in the soup.

“If nothing else, let’s just talk about gas. Gas is expensive. Even if we take turns paying three taels of gas coupons a month, we can’t save enough food for so many people...” Li Lingyuan scratched his head.

(End of this chapter)