Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 172 Literary Consolation Team

Sauerkraut is old sauerkraut, 53 years old, isn't it old enough?
The pork is fresh. The piglets born in 55 have been fed by the production team so far. The piglets are only 13 months old, which is very young.

The vermicelli was produced in September 56, only 9 days old, freshly baked.

Old sauerkraut, fatty pork, and fresh vermicelli, with a large iron pot as the home, pepper, chili and well salt as the medium, once the pork vermicelli and sauerkraut is perfectly blended, the hard dish in front of you has been created.

The old sauerkraut members often eat it.

Vermicelli, occasionally you can buy some to improve your life.

But pork is too precious, and members of the commune usually only celebrate the New Year, and when the production team is threshing rice, only one pig can be slaughtered in the breeding room to satisfy the big guys.

During the Chinese New Year, the production team can get the quota for slaughtering live pigs, which is reasonable and legal.

Slaughtering live pigs when harvesting rice will never get the slaughter quota of the food station.

Therefore, during the period of harvesting rice, it is only a matter of luck whether the members can eat meat.

Coincidentally, the members of the 6th production team are obviously lucky this time: the fat pig in the breeding room last night couldn't think about it for some reason.
It actually doesn't eat the delicious pig food!

6. Peng Zhikun, the leader of the production team, hurriedly sent Uncle Ding to the animal husbandry station in the countryside, planning to invite the animal husbandry staff to come to the countryside to have a look.

Because of this period,

Each production team has no right to dispose of the large livestock in the breeding room of the production team.

Even if some pigs and cows have acute diseases, they must ask the stockmen of the animal husbandry station or the epidemic prevention personnel of the health station. After they come to check, they will issue a certificate.

Only the production team can start to deal with these sick pigs.

But last night, when the 6th production team of Zhengxing Brigade sent people to the animal husbandry station to ask for a stockman.

As soon as the herdsman heard that he belonged to the Zhengxing Brigade, he quickly declined, saying that he was busy and didn't have time to go to the countryside to have a look.

What he said was half true and half false: the stockman was busy, and he was really busy.

Now there are more than 20 production brigades in the entire Hongxing Township, and almost all the breeding rooms are large or small, and more or less have problems.

Either the pigs in this family suffered from heat stroke, or the pigs in that family just walked backwards and refused to eat pig food.

The herdsman has long been used to this strange phenomenon, and anyone who is hit hard with an iron rod on the forehead will not be able to eat.

The same goes for pigs.

But in this season when rice is harvested every year, all the pigs in the production team will definitely have problems.

This is the iron law.

Still so strange, so punctual!
Endemic diseases, seasonal diseases. These are the conclusions written in the reports sent by the stockmen to their superiors.

Although every season, there is always a pig in every production team that will suffer from this problem.

But since these production teams have come to report, even if the stockmen know it in their hearts, they still have to pretend to be confused on the surface, and go to the countryside for a trip.

Then he pretended to ask some questions, said a few words of "regret" for the other party, and finally issued a certificate that "this pig's death from illness is true" and left.

It's just that when the stockman comes back, he will probably have two packs of cigarettes in his pocket.

Not expensive, just 3 cents and 6 cents a box of "Hongmei brand" cigarettes.

Today it was the turn of the pigs in the Zhengxing Brigade to be unwilling to eat. Of course the stockman knew what was going on.

only,
The Zhengxing brigade is now a popular figure in the township office, especially the 6th production team. The stockmen also know that the people in that production team are not simple.

So he really didn't dare to make things difficult for the Zhengxing 6 production team.

In the end, the herdsman couldn't evade it, so he tore off a stamped quarantine certificate and sent Uncle Ding away.

This stockman did not dare to accept the "Chun Geng brand" cigarettes stuffed into him by Uncle Ding, and the delighted Uncle Ding praised him as "upright"!
Since the other party is so upright, Uncle Ding has no choice but to be righteous.

So in the end, when Uncle Ding left, he patted his chest and promised: If there are any pigs in the breeding room of the 6th production team who get sick at this time next year, they will come to him again!

The proof is back.

Since the stockman also said: the 200-jin fat pig does not want to eat and drink, and there is no need to rescue it, so it is useless to keep it.

Therefore, Peng Zhikun, the captain of the 6th production team, organized a manpower, and slaughtered the fat pig overnight.

Today, the 6th production team used the sickle to harvest rice, and this fat pig happened to be used to entertain the two officers sent by the village.

At the same time, let the main labor force of the production team also have a good meal for a few days, and supplement them with a little oil and water.

"This old sauerkraut stewed pork vermicelli is authentic!"

Director Liang picked up a piece of fat that was two fingers thick, looked at the trembling, greasy piece of pork, and praised: "Salty, fresh, and tender! Fat but not greasy, it melts in your mouth, and the heat is just right! Not bad, not bad." .

Hey, I said Captain Peng, don't eat up your production team's one-year meat ticket just because of our arrival. "

Peng Zhikun said with a smile, "This is a pig raised by our production team, why do we need to use precious meat tickets?

I don't know what's wrong with this pig. It hasn't been drinking or eating since yesterday morning.

If you don't kill them, I'm afraid they will all become sick and dead pigs, and they won't be able to eat them.

Come on, Officer Liang, Officer Shi, Captain Liao, you are all welcome, eat, eat, and have the strength to do work when you are full! "

Officer Shi was shocked when he heard this!
Very much like the real thing.

"Ah, Captain Liao and Captain Peng, you can't make a mistake just to entertain us just because we went to the countryside and came to your production team to guide the harvest work!"

Officer Shi put down the twice-cooked pork in his hands, and said with regret on his face, "It will cost a lot, food and energy to raise such a fat pig in the production team!"

Captain Liao nodded solemnly, "That's true. But when a pig is sick, it's okay not to deal with it in time, right? If it spreads, it will cause more and greater losses to the collective.

Come, come, come, we wiped it out in time. At that time, I personally handed in food stamps, meat tickets, and the price difference to the 6th production team in accordance with the highest standard of food distribution.It is also a strength that we can try our best to recover a little loss for the 6th production team. "

Seeing what Captain Liao had said, Officer Shi tried his best to lift up the piece of twice-cooked pork and put it into his mouth.

Not to mention, the local pork raised by the production team is really delicious!

On this table today, in addition to Officers Liang and Officer Shi sent by the village, Captain Liao and Peng Zhikun, there is also a acting accountant teacher.

The other two are Ji Xuyuan and Luo Xuan.

The 8-person table originally had a seat, which belonged to Uncle Zhou, the breeder of the production team.

But after he got up from the rice field, he jumped into the pond to cool off.

Now Uncle Zhou's head pain is getting worse and worse, Uncle Zhou couldn't take it anymore, so he had to go home and lie down to rest for a while.

Seeing that Uncle Zhou, who always loves to huddle with the cadres, was absent from such an occasion for the first time, behind his back, everyone guessed that he had the same problem as that fat pig: he didn't want to eat.

It's over, no cure!
When the family was ill, Ye Erniang was so frightened that she hugged a bowl of sauerkraut and pork vermicelli in the kitchen, and hurried home to serve Uncle Zhou.

Everyone is eating.

Suddenly Boss Zhou ran over and shouted, "Luo Xuan, someone from your school is here! They said they were cheering for our production team, hahaha, they put on paint on their faces, they sang and danced, and the gongs and drums were so lively!"

Luo Xuan dropped the bowl and ran outside quickly!
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This time, he delivered threshing machines and threshing machines to the township office. The old principal showed his face in the village once he saw the students in his school made great achievements.

So the old headmaster decided to strike while the iron was hot, and make the reputation of Hongxing Township Senior Primary School even louder!
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He organized several "agricultural production condolence teams", and went to each production team separately, singing and performing cultural programs in the fields.

In order to encourage and relieve the peasant uncles.

When Luo Xuan ran to the rice field in the morning, he saw 10,000+ male and female students standing in a column on the ridge of the field.

I saw them waving colorful flags in their hands and waist drums hanging around their waists.

There are also two male students in good health, carrying a big drum, and they are playing happily there!

The leader was the fat female music teacher.

She sang in soprano: "A big river with wide waves, and the wind blows rice and flowers on both banks. My family lives on the shore, and I'm used to listening to the boatman's chant and seeing the white sails on the boat."

Then all the male and female students sang together, "This is the motherland of our heroes, the place where I was born and raised"

Luo Xuan couldn't help being stunned: What kind of operation is this?
The members of the commune have already harvested the first round of rice, and everyone is eating in the courtyard.

Who are these "consolation teams" performing for on the deserted field?

After the students finished singing, the female teacher waved her fat hand, "Students, let's beat the gongs and drums! Wave the colorful flags and cheer for the farmers in our production team!"

"The singing sings to the full moon, and the members of the commune happily go down to the rice fields. In ancient times, farmers still starved to death, but now life is sweeter than honey! Sweeter than honey!"

"Flags fluttering, drums beating, who does the sweet life belong to? Take a look at our production team!"

Luo Xuan strolled up to the ridge, and amidst the deafening sound of gongs and drums, approached the female music teacher and shouted, "Mr. Yang, our team leader invites you to dinner!"

"stop!"

Teacher Yang raised his hand, "Students, the cadres of the production team, invite us to dinner. Do you think we should go or not?"

These male and female students are all children of urban residents and workers in towns and villages.

The rural children in the production team are all working, and only these urban children have the time, energy, talent, and financial resources to come out to condolences to the members of the commune.

When the teacher asked, the students, who had obviously rehearsed in advance, replied in unison and in unison: "Our Hongxing Township Senior Primary School condolence team will resolutely not burden the farmer uncle!"

The female teacher put one hand on her hips, and swiped violently with the other, "Yes! We bring our own dry food, and we will never add a little burden to the members of the production team! If we don't drink a sip of water or eat a grain of food, we will be a new era. A good example!"

"Students, beat the gongs and drums!"

"Flags are waving!"

"Get ready—sing!"

"Golden autumn brings a bright and full moon, and the rice fields are covered with golden carpets! The farmer uncle is busy with production, and now it is another bumper harvest year! A bumper harvest year!"

Sing, sing and dance.

Luo Xuan rolled up his trouser legs and jumped into the rice field with a "plop".

Now more than half of the rice has been cut off, and it is being piled up in piles, so that the mixing bucket can be moved to threshing the rice.

There is a large area of ​​water exposed in the rice fields, which is a great time to catch fish, eels, and loaches!
Luo Xuan is not short of money now, but back then he survived the most difficult period by catching eels.

Old business, don't lose it!
(End of this chapter)