passionate youth

Chapter 1

The opening sentence made it clear: if there is space, don’t spray it if you don’t like it!

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"I went back to the past? Dongjiazhuang Commune in the capital?"

Jiang Pingan sat on the ground, many strange memories flooded his mind.

He looked around in a daze, and what caught his eyes was a row of mud-brick houses with three main rooms and two side rooms.

The muddy yellow walls are mottled and old by wind and rain, exuding the vicissitudes of time at all times.

In the corner of the courtyard dam, the leaves have fallen off, leaving only the bare peach trees with twisted branches.

Two hens and a rooster were skinny, with their buttocks pouted, digging the dirt and pecking hard.

"Are they eating stones? That's right, no one eats them now, so how can there be food for chickens?"

A thought flashed by, Jiang Ping'an looked away, and slowly got up.

Garlic was scattered all over the ground, and a wooden ladder beside it was broken.

When the original owner was hanging garlic on the wall, he stepped on the ladder and fell to the ground, knocking his head.

Then it was replaced by the current Jiang Ping'an.

"My parents died young, I'm 23 years old this year, because my family is poor and eats a lot, so I can't afford a wife?"

"I once ate with my belly open. I ate a dozen or so steamed buns in one meal? Plus two big bowls of soup?"

"Oh my god! This appetite is really terrifying. No wonder you dare to marry a wife, you can't support yourself..."

"The physique is not bad. He is born with great strength, tall and strong, and has a strong body. He is a good hand in crop work!"

Jiang Ping'an waved his arm, and he really had the strength.

But he has a frowning face, worrying about the days when he will not have enough food and warm clothes in the future.

"We still have to find a way to go to the city to eat commodity food. This matter has to be carefully considered..."

Suddenly a burst of dizziness came, and when Jiang Pingan woke up, he found that he had come to a strange space.

"Hahaha..." Jiang Ping'an was instantly overjoyed. With space, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to eat enough?
A piece of information came, and he instantly had a general understanding of the space.

The space is about a hundred feet high and covers an area of ​​ten acres, which is equivalent to fifteen or sixteen standard-sized basketball courts.

The land here is fertile and vigorous, and there is a spring that continuously provides the nutrients needed for the space.

Space has two sides, yin and yang, and where Jiang Ping'an is now is the yang side.

The time ratio is one day outside and one year inside.

But as long as Jiang Pingan enters the space, the time will become synchronized with the outside.

It can be planted and cultivated here, and it can be manipulated with the mind, and it can be done in an instant, which is very trouble-free.

The yin side is as big as the yang side, time stands still, and it is in a vacuum state, so it cannot contain living things.

It can be used as a storage space, so you are not afraid that the things put in it will deteriorate.

Jiang Ping'an was happy, grinning, stretched out his hands, picked up the spring water and tasted it.

The spring water is pure and clear, sweet and delicious, with an elegant fragrance of grass and trees, fresh and natural.

"It's a pity that I can't take it out. I am thirsty and want to drink, so I can only enter the space." Jiang Pingan regretted.

This spring water has infinite uses, but it cannot be taken away.

As soon as his mind moved, Jiang Ping'an instantly left the space, and immediately sensed a small dot between his eyebrows.

Then concentrate on sensing, and found that it was a small ball.

Continuously exuding traces of energy, nourishing Jiang Ping'an's body.

"This is very good. It's a subtle and strong body, rather than an instant completion." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

"If the change is too big, it will easily attract suspicion, and even ask for details, which will be very annoying."

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Ping'an picked up the garlic scattered around him one by one.

There were not many of them, only a dozen or so. With a thought, he put the garlic into the space.

Then divide the petals and plant them in the corner of the space.

"Ten acres of land is still quite big, but we need to plan it carefully." Jiang Ping'an pondered in his heart.

He looked up at the rooster and hen digging holes under the peach tree.

But I can't catch it now, it's not a joke.

It's easy to catch the three chickens after they return to the nest at night.

Just as he was thinking about something, there was a voice coming from the door.

Jiang Ping turned his head and saw that it was Luo Dayong, a neighbor named Luo Manzi, and his wife Miao Hexiang.

speak up.

This Luo Manzi is lazy, hates people, and has no filial piety. His mother was mad at him two years ago.

However, such a bad pussy person married a virtuous, sensible, beautiful daughter-in-law, and made others envious.

But Miao Hexiang married Luo Manzi for seven or eight years, but she didn't have any children.

For this reason, Luo Manzi often scolds Miao Hexiang as a hen that doesn't lay eggs, and he has a lot of resentment.

Sometimes he was in a bad mood and beat and kicked Miao Hexiang.

The left and right neighbors used to be kind enough to persuade them, but now they don't persuade them anymore, they are used to it.

"Have you eaten in Ping'an?" Luo Manzi asked casually after seeing Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Pingan glanced at Miao Hexiang, shook his head and sighed, "I want to eat it, but I have to eat it too!"

Now the yield of grain per mu is low. Taking wheat as an example, [-] to [-] catties is a high yield.

Twenty to thirty catties of wheat seeds are also removed per mu.

In their production team, the average ration of members can only be allocated about 360 catties during the usual festivals.

"Is it enough, three hundred and six!"

Each person can be allocated 360 catties of unprocessed gross grain per year, which cannot exceed the standard allocation.

The grains include millet, sorghum, corn, millet, beans, sweet potatoes, potatoes and other miscellaneous grains.

In other words, each member of the commune lives on less than a catty of gross rations per day.

Calculated on the basis of 70% rice production rate, less than seven taels of grain per person per day.

This is far from enough to eat, so we will get some wild vegetables to fill the food gap in order to maintain a normal life.

However, since last year, farmland in many places has suffered from large-scale natural disasters, and the production in rural areas has been severely reduced due to disasters.

Jiang Ping'an's village was no exception, with even less food in their hands.

Don't say he is a big belly.

Even ordinary people can only live on relief food when they are in short supply.

Hearing this, Luo Manzi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Then you're still wandering outside?"

"Let's go and lie under the quilt, it can save a little bit of energy, won't it?"

Miao Hexiang giggled, pointed at the three scrawny chickens under the peach tree and said:

"If these three chickens belonged to my family, they would have already exchanged for food, and they would be able to eat a few full meals no matter what!"

"Prodigal bitch, isn't it good for the hen to keep the eggs?" Luo Manzi cursed, then suddenly said:

"Oh, forget that you are a chicken that doesn't lay eggs!"

Miao Hexiang's complexion changed, she felt wronged, her eyes were instantly filled with mist, and tears were about to drop.

"Cry, cry, cry! I know how to cry! I'm so annoying!" Luo Manzi was impatient, gritted his teeth, turned and left.

Miao Hexiang burst into tears, covered her face with her hands, and trotted after her.

"Sister-in-law Miao is greedy for my chickens? No, I must take all the chickens to the space tonight." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

Although the folk customs in the village are simple and honest, but people are extremely hungry, but they can do anything regardless of benevolence, justice and morality.

Sighing softly, Jiang Ping'an turned around and carried the stairs to the bedroom, opened the baffle on the cellar, and lit the oil lamp again.

In front of the house and behind the house, there are some fragments of private plots, initially only two sub-lots.

Later, the original owner opened up wasteland and accumulated over time, and now there is about one mu of land.

In the cellar, the original owner left some seeds to be planted next year.

Now that there is space, there is no need to wait for the next year. The sooner it is planted in space, the sooner it will be harvested.

After opening the air for a while, Jiang Pingan dared to go down to the cellar with the oil lamp.

The cellar is very dry, and the oil lamp is dim, but it does not affect the sight.

After Jiang Pingan landed.

At a glance, in the corner, there is a small pile of potatoes and a small pile of sweet potatoes, plus two clay pots.

Two catties of corn seeds are contained in a clay pot.

Another clay pot contained ten packets of vegetable seeds wrapped in homework paper, including:
Tomatoes, peppers, radishes, cucumbers, pumpkins, green onions, cowpeas, leeks, green beans, and Chinese cabbage.

Jiang Ping'an put potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn and vegetable seeds into the space and planted them.

"I still have to get some rape seeds to plant, so there will be no shortage of oil in the future." Jiang Pingan said in his heart.

"After the new year, go to the production team to borrow two piglets on credit, catch them back and raise them, and then there will be no shortage of meat to eat."

The collective pig farm of the production team raised more than ten pigs.

I found a few bachelors to work as full-time breeders, and they ate and lived with the pigs.

The pigs raised by farmers must be sold to food stations, and the slaughter is under unified management.

Buy one and keep one, and buy it at the list price of six cents and eighty-one catties.

If you raise two heads, hand over one end, and if you raise one end, hand over half.

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(End of this chapter)