Don’t think that everyone who lives in a commune eats commercial grain. You are wrong. Ninety-nine percent of the people living in Qinghe Commune are farmers.

Because there is only one woolen mill in Qinghe Commune now, and the workers in the woolen mill all live in the workers' compound.

In addition to these workers, there are still a small number of people who work in communes who receive wages and eat commercial grain, and the rest basically eat from a big pot.

There were very few people on the street, not even a few people were seen. Also, this is a difficult period of three years. Except for those who go to work, everyone is trying to avoid going out as much as possible.

Because activities consume calories and make people more likely to be hungry, it is better to lie at home and not go out. Besides, you will not be hungry when you fall asleep.

At this season, there is no life in the fields, and the crops in the fields have just grown, and there are still several months before harvesting.

Fangyuan didn't understand why so many people fled to the Imperial Capital, because he knew that even here in the Imperial Capital, life was not easy. It could only be said that it was a little better than other places.

The streets were deserted and there were not many shops. After walking for almost a kilometer, I saw a supply and marketing cooperative opening its doors.

Fangyuan didn't go in. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't. From the outside, he looked like a little beggar.

There were patches everywhere on the shabby clothes, but that wasn't important. What was important was that the clothes were dirty, as if they hadn't been washed in months.

Not to mention others, Fangyuan himself thinks that he is a beggar, but this is exactly what he wants, because only in this way can he live well.

If he wants to dress neatly and not attract anyone's attention, then it is estimated that no matter how he hides it, it will be useless.

Although she didn't go in, Fangyuan also knew that there were very few things sold in the supply and marketing cooperative. Apart from some grains, they probably only had some daily necessities.

For example, tobacco, wine, sugar, tea, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, etc., but even these items are bought by very few people.

Because you need a ticket to buy these things, they won't be sold to you without a ticket. If you were in the city, it might be better, but this is Qinghe.

Continuing to walk forward, Fangyuan saw the vegetable station again. There were only three kinds of vegetables in the vegetable station, radish, cabbage and spicy dumplings, which are pickles.

Also, these are the only ones available this season. Even if there are some other dishes, they won’t appear here. I guess there may be other dishes in the city.

A few steps past the vegetable station is the meat station. There was only one middle-aged man sitting there smoking, and there were no customers at all.

On the meat table, there was only a piece of pork that was almost drying. The most important thing was that the piece of pork did not exceed three kilograms.

Walking to the east end of the street, Fangyuan didn't find a shop again. Fangyuan originally planned to spend the day outside, but when he saw this situation, he went back directly.

The first is that nothing has really improved. The second is that he has already turned around. Of course, there are still some places he has not gone to, but it is no longer necessary because he already knows where they are.

His top priority now is to fix his nest and relieve his worries. Then he will see what needs to be done.

After returning, Fangyuan looked around and found no one, so he opened the vegetable cellar and went in.

In the next half month, Fangyuan did a lot of things. The first thing was to build a stove in the vegetable cellar.

It was not necessary at first, because he had no pot and only a few lunch boxes, but if he didn't set up a stove, there would be no way to vent the smoke.

Because he dug a flue along the vegetable cellar, and then plastered the outside with mud, so that he had a complete flue.

Don't think that this is enough, this is only the vegetable cellar, and the outside of the vegetable cellar, because Fangyuan wants to put the outlet of the flue in the reed marsh about ten meters away from the vegetable cellar.

Therefore, you also need to dig a trench on the ground, but this is relatively simple. Dig a trench first, then cover it with the remaining bricks and tiles, and then bury it with soil.

In this way, a flue was completed. Now Fangyuan is lighting a fire in the vegetable cellar, and the smoke will float out from the reeds.

Of course, it is better to have as little smoke as possible. This depends on how you light the fire. If the firewood is fully burned, there will be no smoke.

Smoke will appear only if the combustion is incomplete. The radius is very clear and understandable, so even when he is cooking, there is rarely smoke.

At the same time, the waterproof vents were also made. In fact, they were just putting an umbrella over the vents, and Fangyuan made the vents very secretive. If he hadn't known about it himself, he probably wouldn't have been able to find it.

After finishing this, Fangyuan took a sack, made a hole in the bottom of the sack, and then made a hole on both sides.

Take off your clothes and put a sack on your body, just so that your head goes through the hole at the bottom of the sack, and the holes on both sides are the two arms.

The square circle was too small, and the sack was too big. He had no choice but to fold the excess part onto his body to increase the thickness, and then tied it around his waist with a straw rope that had been braided in advance.

In this case, Fangyuan had an extra set of clothes. Of course, Fangyuan was not as tall as the sack, and he didn't have a head, so he rolled up the extra part below and tucked it into his waist. It looked nondescript.

But this is nothing to Fangyuan. Although he has not experienced this in his previous life, he is not a person who has endured hardships. This is why he adapted so quickly.

The reason why Fangyuan wore a sack was because he wanted to wash his clothes, otherwise the smell would be too great. He would accept anything, but he would never accept this.

After coming out of the vegetable cellar, Fangyuan took his clothes and came to the reed marsh. Of course, the place he went to was far away from where he lived.

Because what he eats every day is water from the reed swamps. If you stay away, at least it will be psychologically acceptable.

There is no washing powder, no soap, this should be what everyone calls dry rubbing!

After rubbing for a long time, Fangyuan found that it seemed to be of no use at all, so he found a stone next to the reed swamp, then found a wooden stick, and started knocking.

Not to mention, this is much better than dry rubbing. If you push the stick down, black water will flow out of the clothes. However, Fangyuan also knows not to hit too hard, otherwise the clothes will be broken.

He only had this set of clothes, to put it bluntly, there was no place to repair them if they were torn.

Half an hour later, when I felt it was almost done, I rinsed it in the water a few more times, then took the clothes back and found a wooden stick and hung the clothes up to dry.

The weather in the Imperial Capital is already very cold in November, but today the weather is very good. The sun shines directly on your body, making you feel warm.

However, the weather doesn't seem to be bad. Fangyuan has been in this era for more than half a month, and there has never been a cloudy day.

This is not to say that there are few umbrellas in this era, but that there is no smog in this era. In later generations, it is obviously the day before yesterday, but it looks like a cloudy day. That is because the sun is blocked by smog.

After hanging the clothes to dry, Fangyuan went into the vegetable cellar. There was nothing we could do, it was cold outside! Only the vegetable cellar was warmer.

Even if there is sunshine outside, it is still not as warm as in the vegetable cellar.

The next morning, Fangyuan walked out of the vegetable cellar with a new look. Not only did he put on the clothes he washed yesterday, he also tied his hair from behind.

I don’t know how long it has been since I had my hair cut. My hair is long enough to be braided. Of course, Fangyuan won’t braid it. He just wears a ponytail.

The first thing Fangyuan did today was to get a haircut. This long hair was really uncomfortable, mainly because it was difficult to take care of, especially when eating, the hair always fell down.

There is a barber shop on the street, right in the middle of the street, and haircuts do not require a ticket and are very cheap.

When he came to the street again, Fangyuan felt relaxed. Although the clothes he wore were still patched, they were very clean and no one would think of him as a beggar.

Because in this era, it is normal to wear such clothes, and many people even do not have such clothes.

In rural areas, some families even have only one pair of pants, which they wear when they go out. They stay under the covers when they don't go out.

Fangyuan is already pretty good. At least he has a full set of clothes, but it looks a little thin.

There is an old man in his fifties in the barber shop. Needless to say, this old man is the barber.

Seeing Fangyuan coming in, the old man stood up and asked, "A haircut?"

"Yeah!" Fang Yuan nodded.

"Five cents." Perhaps seeing that Fangyuan was a child, he was afraid that he would have no money, so the old man said the money first.

Fangyuan quickly took out a dime from his pocket and handed it over, because the minimum denomination of the money in his hand was ten cents.

The old man took the money, gave Fang Yuan another five cents, and said, "Sit down!"

After Fangyuan sat down, the barber picked up a clipper and asked, "How long should I leave it?"

There were no hairstyles in this era, so the barber would not ask you what kind of haircut you wanted, but only how long you should keep it.

But Fangyuan came from later generations! He was really not used to the silly haircut of this era, so he said to the barber: "Cut the sides and back shorter, and leave the top a little longer."

In fact, what Fangyuan was talking about was the crew cut of later generations, but such a small request made the barber frown.

It's probably because it hasn't been cut before! There is no other way, Fangyuan can only say: "You cut it first, and I will tell you later."

You are an honorific title, and it must be said in the imperial capital. Since Fangyuan wants to stay here forever, he must develop this habit.

"Okay!" The barber nodded and started to cut Fang Yuan.

Under Fangyuan's careful guidance, the barber finally gave him a short crew cut. Although it didn't look very good, it was pretty good, which showed that the barber's skills were pretty good.
Chapter completed!