In the age of crossing books, the female supporting role of salted fish won

Chapter 157

Song Juan doesn't like chopping vegetables very much, just like washing dishes.

After all, she's an amateur cook who likes to create her own food.

Professional chefs generally do not need to chop vegetables by themselves, unless they are planning to open a small restaurant.Of course, no matter what kind of chef you are, it is normal to need to practice knife skills and cut a lot of vegetables.

For amateur chefs, no matter what time of day it is, they must cut vegetables by themselves.

Song Juan is usually lazy when she can.

In the later life, she often threw all kinds of vegetable cutting tools at home.

In the end, all these tools were scrapped.

Just like noodles, the taste of hand-rolled noodles is just right, and the taste of machine-made noodles is almost the same.

The real gourmet must be handmade.

These days, her mother was recovering from a cold, so Song Juan reluctantly took over the job of cutting vegetables.

It's just that I don't know what my mother was thinking, because she cut it quickly and well, she actually assigned all this work to her, and took away the cooking job by herself.

"mom, ……"

"Hurry up and chop the vegetables!"

Before Song Juan could speak, Li Guilan interrupted her and called her to chop vegetables again.

"Oh!"

Song Juan had no choice but to pick up the kitchen knife and start cutting vegetables.

"Chop it finely. Today, the cabbage is scrambled with eggs. The cabbage is finely chopped and delicious."

"..."

Song Juan was speechless.

Because these words were what she told her mother before.

Is this a turn of events?
Song Juan was very depressed, but she could only chop vegetables honestly.

As a result, when she finished cutting the vegetables, she felt that her work was done, and when she was about to leave, Li Guilan stopped her and asked her to fry the vegetables too.

"You fried delicious!"

When Li Guilan said this, there was a hint of resentment in her voice.

Song Juan blinked, feeling that there was a story in it.

Could it be that when I was away in the morning, someone put eye drops on me in front of my mother?

Don't let me know who it is!
Otherwise, I will let you know why the flowers are so red.

Song Juan felt slanderous in her heart, but she still had to cook quickly.

When Song Laifu came back, the dishes had just come out of the pan.

Steamed buns with Lianghe noodles, scrambled eggs with cabbage, homemade pickles, and leftover corn dregs porridge from the morning, it still looks very rich.

People who have worked for a day are hungry, so it is delicious to eat.

When Song Juan was in the commune, she spent a long time eating melon seeds, but she was not very hungry.

However, under the deterrence of her mother's eyes, Song Juan still tried her best to eat half a steamed bun and a small bowl of corn dregs porridge.

If you eat too little, you must be told.

After lunch, Song Laifu talked about going to the field today.Those educated youths who had just been assigned from the city were really hard-working one by one. They competed to do dirty and tiring work, and any work that did not require skills.

"When I saw these dolls, I remembered when the educated youths first came here."

"What's the matter, do you still think they are pitiful?"

Li Guilan gave Song Laifu a straight look, "Don't forget, these people ran to the commune before and almost turned the world upside down!"

"If they really want to turn the world upside down, will our family, Juan'er, have a good time?"

"I can tell you, don't be confused!"

Li Guilan didn't have a good impression of this later educated youth.

Are you saying they are ignorant?

They are not ignorant!

If you want to say that they are sensible, some of the things they do are very stupid.

If Song Juan was not involved in what these people did, Li Guilan would not look at them seriously.But the matter in their heads almost affected Song Juan, and Li Guilan didn't like them anymore.

Protect the calf!
Song Laifu heard Li Guilan's words, and hurriedly said: "How can I pity them? I just said it casually!"

"Humph!"

Li Guilan snorted coldly to show her dissatisfaction.

Song Juan didn't speak.

In the dispute between her parents, it was really not her turn to gossip.These two couples who have been together for decades have a very deep relationship.

"Father, in our village, how much winter wheat do you plan to plant this year?"

"It's about two hundred acres!"

Song Laifu thought for a while, and gave a number, "I don't know the specifics. According to what I said before, it seems that the new compost land should be planted!"

"There are so many species!"

Li Guilan was also taken aback when she heard Song Laifu's words.

There are not many fields in Banpo Village. Looking at the hills, the number of fields suitable for growing wheat is actually very limited.

Because, the possibility of drought in the coming year must be considered.

In other words, only those fields with nearby water sources will be planted with winter wheat.

Two hundred acres, almost all the good land near the water source in the village has been planted.

"Dad, it's spring, won't our village stop planting spring corn?"

"Say no more!"

"Didn't you reorganize the production team? In our brigade, there are a few villages that don't have much good land and little water, so we reserved the land that was originally used to grow wheat and planted spring corn in spring!"

"Girl, isn't this arranged in your plan?"

Song Laifu looked at Song Juan, "Did you forget?"

"Dad, there is no such arrangement in my plan!"

Song Juan was speechless.

But this matter, she can't jump out and object.After all, the specific production tasks of each production team are not decided by her, but by the production teams themselves. As long as there is nothing wrong with the general direction, then it has nothing to do with her.

"Girl, is this going to happen?"

When Song Laifu heard that this was not the daughter's arrangement, he instantly lost his composure.

Song Juan thought for a while and said, "There shouldn't be any problems. After all, when it comes to farming, Uncle Bajin and Uncle Dashan are both experts, and they are much more experienced than me!"

"I'm just worried, will the people in the few villages that don't grow wheat have any opinions? Will there be trouble?"

"Oh, this, don't worry, no one is making trouble!"

Song Laifu heaved a sigh of relief after hearing what Song Juan said.

"I think it's pretty good."

"For example, in Liumu Village to the north of our village, there is only one reservoir in the whole village, and it's still a small one. If the weather is good, their wheat harvest will be fine."

"But as long as there is less rain, the little water stored in that reservoir can't irrigate a few acres of land, and it will bottom out."

"They all grow corn in their village, I think it's very good!"

Professional work, to professional people.

In terms of actual farming experience, any old farmer has more experience than Song Juan.

"According to your plan, in the future, Liumu Village will engage in farming. Their land mainly grows cold-resistant crops, such as corn and sweet potatoes."

"By the way, girl, when will the cattle and sheep you mentioned come?"

Song Laifu asked casually.

Song Juan spread her hands regretfully, and said, "This is the leader of the County Agriculture Bureau who is coordinating. I don't know exactly when I will arrive!"

This, I really don't know.

After all, she didn't even know if Liu Weizhong had contacted his old comrade-in-arms?
I guess I should have been in touch.

If there is no contact at all, then Liu Weizhong suddenly asked someone for help, isn't this a horse who doesn't know his face?

(End of this chapter)