"Uh, for work, I'll choose to pick pig feed. Picking pig feed at least allows me to move. Constantly cutting, I might not have the patience. Having fewer work points is also not a big deal.
As for how to eat, let's set up a kitchen.
Occasionally sharing meals is fine, but if it's for several years, I really wouldn't be accustomed to it. I'll have to trouble the village chief with this. I don't have many coupons and no work points, so I can only pay with money and cover three meals a day.
Before the kitchen is built, I was thinking of boarding at your place, village chief. After all, your house is the closest to mine. I'll provide my own ingredients like vegetables and rice. I'll also prepare extra, which will trouble your wife and daughter-in-law!
Ding Yun, although she wanted convenience, eating at someone else's house for several consecutive years was indeed a bit unusual.
After all, she wasn't planning on becoming part of the village chief's family.
Sometimes, it's better to maintain a certain distance.
After saying this, Ding Yun saw the village chief nod and immediately called out, stood up, went inside to get some aged rice, cured meat, and sausages, and handed them over:
"Village Chief, please take these things back first.
Consider them my provisions. As for vegetables and other things, when I have time, I'll go to the homes of the aunties who spoke to me earlier to pick some, and I'll bring them along.
It should be enough for half a month..."
"This, won't it be a bit too much..."
"It's not too much. You can just divide them up a bit later. It wouldn't be good if I ate meat alone and made you all just watch. That would be too awkward.
That's settled. Please don't be polite with me.
Later, when building the kitchen, I'll still need to trouble you!
And in the future, I might have other new ideas besides the kitchen. Please don't be polite."
"Then, I'll shamelessly accept it...
Oh right, are two steamed buns enough? If not, come home with me, and I'll have my wife make you some more."
"They're enough, they're enough! I can't eat too much!"
"That's good, that's good..."
After a few more pleasantries, the village chief took the things Ding Yun had given him and left. Ding Yun, on the other hand, went back into her room to get a notebook and start jotting down what she needed to buy and estimating how long it would take for those items to arrive.
Not too early, and not too late.
She had to calculate based on current logistics and shipping speeds.
In the future, when buying things online, if something nearby takes a day to arrive, people might already find it slow. A delay of two to three days would drive them crazy. But this is not the future. Nowadays, many places don't even have electricity, let alone good roads or fast logistics. Being able to receive something at all is something to be thankful for.
It's normal for something to take ten days to half a month to be delivered.
For places that are too far or remote, it could take a month.
These are all reasonable occurrences.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be the situation in the 1970s and 1980s where after the college entrance examination, many people had to rush to school as soon as they received their admission notices.
Because the admission notices had already been on the road for ten days to half a month, or even nearly a month, by the time they were received, the start of the school year would not be far away.
If they didn't go quickly, they wouldn't make it for registration!
Therefore, at this moment, Ding Yun naturally had to rack her brain to search through the original body's memories, recalling what the original body knew about how long it would take to send something from one place to another, and then calculate based on the distance and required time for the items she promised to the villagers, educated youths, and the village chief.
Approximately when should they arrive?
At the same time, she had to factor in the difficulty and time required to collect some of the items. She didn't want them to think the items arrived too easily, but she also didn't want them to be too slow.
If it was too slow, Ding Yun feared that the village chief and others would get anxious.
Most importantly, Ding Yun herself was well aware that the villagers, the educated youths, and the village chief did not trust her 100%. It was only when the first batch of items arrived that they might truly trust her completely.
So Ding Yun also wanted to ensure, within reasonable limits,
that those items arrived as quickly as possible.
Only then could she settle down here with complete peace of mind.
"Tomorrow, I need to go to the county town again, pretending to write a letter to relatives, asking them to help send some more soap, bath soap, and towels. This time, I won't buy any extra things. I'll just bring back the three-wheeled cart.
However, I can write another letter to my mother.
The previous letter was just to ask about their health and to tell them not to worry, and that the things sent to them were fine. This time, it's best to ask them what they are lacking, so I can continue to help them.
When I exchange vegetables and dried radishes with the villagers,
I can also send those dried vegetables to them.
I'll say they are for relatives, to let them have a taste. Otherwise, I can't finish so many dried vegetables myself.
Yes, that's how I'll do it."
"As for the delivery time, the first batch still needs to be expedited a bit. Seven days later, I'll go to the county town again, and then I'll bring back all the small, miscellaneous items, soap, bath soap, and towels, and distribute them.
However, the sewing machine, television, and bicycle are not easy to transport. They need to be handled separately. Later, I'll give the watch to the village chief first, and then send over the two sewing machines.
For the television, I'll ask the village chief tomorrow, and ask where his youngest son lives in the county town. Then I'll deliver it directly to his youngest son's house. Otherwise, the roads to the countryside are so bumpy, I'm afraid the television might get damaged.
This way, the remaining bicycles will be easier to handle.
This three-wheeled cart should be able to fit them.
Well, I'll try to get it all done within half a month!"
With the calculations complete, Ding Yun quickly finalized her plans for the next half month and also wrote the letter to her mother.
So she wouldn't have to find a corner to kneel and write like this morning.
After the letter was written, sealed, and stamped, Ding Yun tidied up, washed herself, and quickly went to sleep. Da Feng Novel Network
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The next morning, Ding Yun greeted Village Chief Wang again and then went to the county town. Of course, this time, breakfast wasn't brought by Village Chief Wang.
She went to the village chief's house to eat herself.
She had already paid for the meals, so why not eat them?
Since she was just going to mail a letter, it didn't take long. At noon, she smoothly had lunch at the village chief's house. In the afternoon, under the guidance of some children, she started picking pig feed with them.
And indeed, it was quite tiring.
Not the kind of tiredness from physical exertion, but the kind of backache from constantly bending and stooping. Compared to her, those more than a dozen children were much more relaxed.
Firstly, these children were used to it.
Secondly, they were young and short. When picking pig feed, the degree to which they had to bend was far less than Ding Yun's, so it naturally seemed a bit easier.
Seeing that they were all quite relaxed, Ding Yun naturally felt embarrassed to complain and could only work alongside them.
Finally, to avoid being tired after an afternoon of work and having picked less pig feed than those children, which would be embarrassing, Ding Yun specially took out dozens of fruit candies and traded two to three handfuls of pig feed with each of the children present, promising secrecy, and filled her basket to the brim before going to hand in her task.
For those more than a dozen children, having two to three handfuls of pig feed missing from their baskets did not affect their work points at all.
Nowadays, being able to trade for a few candies, why wouldn't they do it?
Moreover, on one hand, a dozen children could get a few candies to sweeten their mouths. On the other hand, they wouldn't be seen as weaklings and would successfully become the one who picked the most pig feed in the afternoon's team of adult pickers, saving their face.
It was entirely a win-win situation!
After handing in a full basket of pig feed and being praised by the scorekeeper for being much better than the educated youths who had just arrived, Ding Yun, followed by more than a dozen children, happily finished work and headed home."