Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 275 - 0275: Reunion with an Old Acquaintance 3_1

Chapter 275: Chapter 0275: Reunion with an Old Acquaintance 3_1

Having heard what the worker said, Feng Qingxue asked, "What’s the difference?"

"Crude processing refers to whole wheat flour, brown rice, and cornmeal is also crude. Fine processing, on the other hand, according to your requirements, the flour can be made into special grade one and grade two flour. According to the output rate, it can be divided into 20, 30 up to 80. As for rice, it would be white rice."

Feng Qingxue didn’t understand what the worker meant, "Just process the rice into fine polished white rice for us! The finest, best white flour, the best white rice, and make the cornmeal as fine as possible."

"So, you mean you all want top-grade? Okay! Special grade one flour, white rice!"

Without any further ado, the worker called for someone to weigh the grain first.

The processing fee was calculated based on the weight of the grain, one penny per jin, Feng Qingxue paid upfront.

(Note: I really can’t find any information about the cost of grain processing. By gauging the price of processed grain, it should be around one penny. Anyone with information on this can leave a message, and I’ll adjust the costs accordingly, thanks!)

The 100 jin of wheat that Feng Qingxue had washed was an estimate, not exact, and she only found out it was 103 jin after weighing.

So she had actually washed more than 100 jin to start with.

A total of 70 jin of flour came from 103 jin of wheat, it was not snow-white, but slightly yellow, because there was no bleached flour.

Ninety-eight jin of rice yielded 60 jin of white rice and about 10 jin of broken rice.

The corn had less wastage. Wheat was divided into bran, rice was shelled, but cornmeal had no such loss, so over two hundred jin of corn produced two hundred jin of cornmeal.

The white flour, rice, and cornmeal were directly bagged into clean blanket bags that Feng Qingxue had washed and dried during the processing.

With the help of the workers, they loaded their grain onto the cart and left the mill. Feng Qingxue and her children looked at each other, all smiling with satisfaction.

Apparently, the two children had not worn their bamboo hats, and thus their heads, faces, and bodies ended up covered in flour dust, all white.

As for Feng Qingxue who wore a bamboo hat and a kerchief, her situation was a little better, with only a layer of flour dust on her clothes and bamboo hat.

"Shake it off quick!" Feng Qingxue took off her kerchief, shook it vigorously to remove the flour dust, then flapped away the dust on their clothes like using a feather duster. She performed these actions lightly. Lu Tianjun and Guan Cheng also helped each other to dust off, as well as her bamboo hat and clothes till they were reasonably clean.

This sight of them busying at the roadside attracted many envious glances.

Who wouldn’t be envious of their cart full of gleaming grain?

They hurriedly drove away, then bought some cloth and cotton fill. Feng Qingxue sent about 30 jin of cornmeal, about 10 jin of flour, and about 10 jin of bran to Lu Jiang’s comrades in the Northwest.

Although this comrade had not written to them, Feng Qingxue had recently read that conditions in the Northwest were extremely harsh.

So, having grain, Feng Qingxue sent it first to maintain the comradeship between Lu Jiang and his comrades.

After finishing their business and leaving the city, as there were fewer people on the road, a man in his twenties, riding an old bicycle, gestured to stop their cart. First, he jovially called out ’big sis’ and ’big bro’ as if they knew each other, then quickly lowered his voice, "Big sis, big bro, let’s not beat around the bush, you have grain, I have money, can we make a quiet deal?"

Feng Qingxue shook her head, "We have elderly and youngsters in our family who are all waiting for this grain for the meals!" Why would they exchange with someone not related? She did not want to invite unnecessary trouble.