"Normal, food is related to people's livelihood and is closely related to everyone, so it naturally attracts much attention.

The country has no choice. Last winter, there was no snow. Experts predict that grain production will be reduced this year by between 20 and 30%.

Internal and external troubles!

In fact, it is a little better now, but it is predicted that production will be reduced. The country has tightened its food supply to prevent unexpected accidents.

When the grain is harvested and the production is really reduced, the situation will be even worse." Zhang Yan sighed.

This kind of thing is not something that he, a doctor, can change, he can do very little.

I can only find ways to help my family, relatives and friends overcome this difficulty smoothly.

By the way, exchange food for something good.

Anyway, if he doesn't change it, he will be sold on the black market and even smuggled out.

Don't think that there was no smuggling in the 1950s and 1960s.

Some people do business that is beheaded, but no one does business that is losing money.

The key is whether the profit is large enough.

"Listen to the colleagues there, discussing what to do in the future. It doesn't matter if the adults eat a little bit, what should the children do? How can they bear eating steamed buns every day?

I was thinking, thanks to your savings of so much food in our family!”

"If it weren't for you, my good wife, even if I wanted to save food, I wouldn't be able to save it!" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Boss is back, let's have dinner!" Zhang's mother poked her head out of the kitchen and said to Zhang Yan.

"I know, mom!" Zhang Yan agreed.

Tong Mei hurried to eat and help him serve the dishes and bowls.

"It's time to eat!" Zhang Yan shouted.

Xiuxiu and Juanjuan also came out of the house and went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

"Brother-in-law, you are back!" Little Radish head came out of the house.

"Have you finished your homework?" Zhang Yan smiled and touched the big head of Xiao Luo's head.

Last summer, Xiao Luobu Tou also went to elementary school, not as free as before.

There are a lot of homework to do every day.

In fact, there were not many homeworks in this era, but Tong Mei also assigned them a lot of homework, so they could not go out and run around every day.

Poor little carrot head, the days of suffering have just begun.

"Dad, mom, and you guys, our family has food, so no one can go outside to talk about it." At the dinner table, Zhang Yan reminded his family.

"I know! Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to tell the public!" Zhang Fusheng said dissatisfied.

Because although Zhang Yan was just talking to everyone, he was just staring at him.

"Don't worry about poverty, inequality!

Nowadays, the food supply nationwide is tight, and many people are going hungry.

Now, I can still eat two meals a day, but I may not be able to eat two meals in the future.

If people outside know that our family has food, it is easy to cause trouble.

If our family’s food is taken away, you can wait to go hungry!" Zhang Yan reminded seriously.

"I know brother-in-law/big brother!" several younger brothers and sisters agreed in unison.

"Where are you sending them some food?" Zhang Fusheng has changed a lot now, and he plays the role of a filial son very well.

"Wait! Grandpa's food should be fine until the first month of the year! After the first month of the year, you will give me some food every week.

Don't give too much each time, just give me 10 or 20 kilograms!" Zhang Yan said after thinking about it.

"Who can eat ten or twenty pounds? Your grandfather follows your grandfather, and there are so many people in the family." Zhang Fusheng said with dissatisfaction.

"Dad, do you know how long the food shortage will last? How long can this little grain last for our family?

How many pounds are there for 10 or 20 pounds at a time? How many pounds are there for a year?

There is still a whole family in our family!

There is also the second child, the third child and the other child are about to be born. Is the food in their families enough to eat?

You see that there is a lot of food in your family, but we have to eat it for a year, or even two or three years!

Don’t worry, it won’t work!" Zhang Yan explained patiently.

In the past few years, he saved a lot of food, but there are more places in the future that need food.

No one knows better than him that this natural disaster will last for three years and reduce production year by year, and it will become increasingly difficult in the past three years.

In addition, the country needs to pay back the debts, and life is very difficult under internal and external troubles.

It is definitely beyond everyone's imagination.

Moreover, it doesn’t mean that life will be better when the natural disaster is over.

I can only say that it is a little better.

In the next few years, 90% of families across the country will eat steamed buns.

"Okay! You are the head of the family now, you have the final say!" Zhang Fusheng stopped talking and lowered his head to eat.

I still had white flour steamed buns tonight, the fried dishes were stewed with bacon, and a pot of corn porridge.

"Mom, let's change it to Erhe noodles steamed buns tomorrow!"

"Okay, I'll change it to Erhe noodles tomorrow. Would you also put less meat in the dish?"

"No need for this. Children are all growing up. Our meat is enough for food. Just don't go out and say it.

I'll find a way to finish eating."

Zhang Yan is very impressed now. How wise his decision was back then.

Build an independent courtyard by yourself and close the door to live without worrying about being seen by others when you eat something.

Although they live in Dongqianyuan, the taste of cooking occasionally floats into the yard outside, but in general, it is much better.

If you live in a large yard, unless you close the door, you will know everything you eat.

However, when you close the door, the room will smell like it.

After dinner, Zhang Yan went to the study room to read and study.

Learning must be continuous and persistent.

Although Zhang Yan's current medical skills are already very awesome.

However, Zhang Yan knew in his heart that there was still a lot of room for improvement.

Writing books and biography is something that every self-proclaimed cultural person is passionate about, and Zhang Yan is no exception. He also wants to write books and biography.

However, his accumulation is not enough now, so he only dares to think about it secretly when there is no one.

Zhang Yan planned to start writing books after he read all the books he bought and the books in the hospital library.

At least you have to get a few more systematic textbooks.

Now let alone his training classes, even at Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the textbooks are very chaotic.

All lecturers rely more on their own experience to teach.

In this case, the level of the lecturer is very critical.

This level refers not only to the level of medical skills, but also to the level of lectures.

Maybe a lecturer has a high level of medical skills, but he doesn't know how to teach. The things he says are too scattered. It sounds very difficult for students to say one sentence in another.

Therefore, since the second and third brother moved away, Zhang Yan has regained the habit of reading and studying every night.
Chapter completed!