Rural Generation of the Eighties 85: Chapter 85
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"Yezhi, how much does that equipment cost?" 0
 
Yezhi held up one finger, and Village Uncle gasped, "1... 10,000 yuan!" Yezhi felt frustrated; why couldn't Village Uncle think lower? 0
 
Zhou Village Head scratched his head, calculating in his mind, "10,000 yuan! The village definitely can't come up with that. Looks like we'll have to take a loan from the Commune!" 0
 
Yezhi initially thought about saying 1,000 yuan would be fine, but worried that it might raise suspicions if it was too cheap. Village Uncle became increasingly restless, "Yezhi, I need to notify everyone in the village to hold a meeting and discuss this loan." Yezhi nodded; this matter indeed needed to be explained clearly to everyone. 0
 
The two hurried to the Team, where Village Uncle used a loudspeaker to announce a meeting for the villagers. When the villagers heard it was about building the Oil Press Workshop, they eagerly rushed to the Team. Before long, men and women of all ages filled the classroom. 0
 
"Yezhi, why are you back again!" 0
 
"Sister Ye! Sister Ye..." Yezhi was surrounded by kids and aunts chattering away. One Egg, unable to squeeze into the crowd, stretched his neck and jumped up to shout at Yezhi: "Sister Ye, I think about you every day! I really miss you..." Yezhi couldn't help but laugh; he had just returned from a trip, and look at how One Egg was scared enough to confess in public! 0
 
Seeing that most people had arrived, Village Uncle shouted, "Quiet down! Let's have Yezhi tell us what’s going on!" 0
 
Yezhi's brow twitched; why was Village Uncle doing this again? They were all in the same boat; it didn't matter who spoke. Zhou Village Head chuckled, "Come on now, everyone is waiting!" 0
 
Yezhi stopped hesitating and walked up to the podium. Clearing her throat, she said, "I've contacted about the oil extraction equipment. I believe Village Uncle has already informed everyone that the rice bran oil extraction equipment is not produced in factories; it's specially made for us and isn't cheap!" 0
 
"Not cheap? We'll buy it anyway!" Aunt Ren Er said with a smile, and everyone nodded in agreement. 0
 
"Yezhi, give us a number! We'll sell everything we have to gather it." Uncle Zhou voiced what everyone was thinking. 0
 
"10,000 yuan! We can't build this Oil Press Workshop without at least that much." Everyone fell silent; 10,000 yuan was an astronomical figure. Even if they stopped eating and drinking, they probably couldn't gather that amount. What should they do? 0
 
 
Aunt Ren Er was quick-witted. She stood up and said to Village Uncle, "Village Chief, I want a loan!" The words "loan" pointed the way for the bewildered villagers, who flocked to the village chief, all asking for loans. Yezhi watched the crowd of excited villagers and laughed until tears streamed down her face. Xiao Cheng approached and handed her a handkerchief, which Yezhi accepted and dabbed at her eyes. 0
 
"Alright, since everyone agrees to the loan, I'll go to the Commune tomorrow!" Village Uncle cheerfully decided. Once the matter was settled, everyone gradually dispersed. 0
 
Xiao Cheng was very interested in what Yezhi had said about extracting oil from rice bran. "Comrade Yezi, Zhoujiatun doesn't even have electricity; how can we use the equipment? And where did you order that equipment? The technicians..." 0
 
Yezhi felt guilty under Xiao Cheng's questioning. "Teacher Xiao, please focus on your own work. Why so many questions? I have things to do; I’m leaving!" With that, she hurried out the door. 0
 
Yezhi ran home breathlessly, bringing clothes and food for Wolf Child, and hurried up the mountain. 0
 
After a fruitful autumn, the mountains exuded an air of decay. Thick layers of fallen leaves crunched under Yezhi's feet as she walked, and looking up, she saw bare tree trunks with a few chestnut-brown sparrows flitting between them. 0
 
As she ventured deeper into the mountains, the scenery gradually became pleasant. The Red Pine remained lush and tall, and the babbling brook continued to be lively. Yezhi opened her Pet Communicator and called for Wolf Child. 0
 
Xiao Fang explored for Wolf Child while searching for good finds in the nearby woods. "Master, there is a 40-year-old Fo-Ti 20 meters ahead." 0
 
A few months ago, when Fo-Ti was hard to find, it now appeared without reason not to dig it up. Guided by Xiao Fang, Yezhi began to excavate the Fo-Ti. When Wolf Child joyfully ran over, Yezhi was bent over digging in the dirt while Wolf Child curiously mimicked her every move with bright eyes. 0
 
Yezhi gave Wolf Child a sweet smile. "Hey, Wolf Child, wait a moment!" With the help of Shockwave Power Gloves, Yezhi quickly unearthed the dark Fo-Ti and placed it into her bag. She untied the velvet coat from her waist and dressed Wolf Child in it. Wolf Child happily twirled around in the forest as the light coat swayed with her movements, drawing countless arcs. 0
 
Yezhi pulled the dizzy Wolf Child down to sit and fed her a Nutrient pill. After explaining what was in her bag—matches, oat buns, and fruits bought from a second-hand market—she packed them into Wolf Child's Cloth Bag. 0
 
"Wolf Child, stand up!" Yezhi took out Indestructible spray and sprayed it from head to toe on Wolf Child. Xiao Fang mentioned that although the Indestructible spray had expired, its effectiveness remained; it would protect Wolf Child from injuries in the forest for one or two months easily. Surrounded by white mist, Wolf Child looked confused with sparkling eyes: why did humans have so many fun things! 0
 
"Master, Wolf Child has grown 2 centimeters; her physical condition is rated at 90 points." With everything well with Wolf Child, Yezhi felt much more at ease. She waved goodbye to Wolf Child while Xiao Fang used Cosmic Network to navigate around dangerous areas to ensure their safe descent from the mountain. 0
 
 
"Xiao Fang, let's find some ginseng to make ginseng chicken soup." Following the instruction, Xiao Fang began searching for ginseng within a hundred meters. With Xiao Fang's help, Yezhi found two seven-year-old ginseng roots and one six-year-old root. 0
 
Yezhi happily returned to the village; it was already evening. The southwest wind blew fiercely, and the gray sky seemed like it would rain at any moment. Aunt Zhou helped Yezhi pack her things. "Girl, it looks like it's going to snow today. I think you should stay." 0
 
Snow? Having lived in the south since childhood, Yezhi had seen snow only a handful of times. Hearing about the snow filled her mind with romantic notions, and she didn't take it seriously. 0
 
After bidding farewell to Aunt Zhou, Yezhi rode her folding bike away from Zhoujiatun. Less than two hours later, just as Aunt Zhou had said, it started to snow. At first, the sparse snowflakes drifted down gently. Yezhi even stopped her bike to catch the snowflakes in her hands, cheerfully humming, "Snowflakes falling one by one in the quiet sky..." 0
 
After enjoying the beautiful scenery, Yezhi resumed her journey. In less than half an hour, she was shivering from the cold as the snowfall intensified. Not only did it obstruct her vision, but her folding bike also began to skid. 0
 
"What should we do, Xiao Fang?" 0
 
Xiao Fang activated the night vision function of the Glasses. Once Yezhi could see the road clearly, she felt a bit more at ease. "Master, follow my instructions!" Xiao Fang directed Yezhi to pedal her bike at full power. Guided by Xiao Fang, the bike shot forward like a cannonball through the thick snow. 0
 
As the wind whipped and snow hit the ground on her way back to Lin's house, Yezhi's clothes were already soaked from melted snowflakes, and she kept sneezing. Lin Haitao heard the commotion and opened the door. "With this heavy snowfall, why not stay for the night?" 0
 
Yezhi felt wronged; she had no experience and didn't know it would snow so heavily! 0
 
Lin Haitao led Yezhi into his room and poured her a cup of hot water before turning to leave. Sitting on the warm kang while still shivering from the cold, Yezhi sniffed and took a few sips of hot water. 0
 
Before long, Lin Haitao returned to the room. "I've heated up the kang for you; go change your wet clothes or you'll catch a cold." Yezhi went back to her own room, changed clothes, and wrapped herself in a blanket like a cocoon. "Master, your temperature is returning to normal, but you already show symptoms of a cold!" No kidding! Yezhi used rough white paper to wipe her nose; soon enough, the room was filled with crumpled tissues. She covered her red nose and complained, "What kind of paper is this? So coarse!" 0
 
When Lin Haitao entered with ginger soup, he saw Yezhi looking utterly disheveled. "Drink this ginger soup!" Yezhi really needed it and readily accepted it before gulping it down in one go. 0
 
 
 
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