My village can't be like this

Chapter 376 Renewal of Teacher Experience Card

Wang Fang was responsible for lighting the fire and adding firewood today, and stayed by the stove.

When a new steamer is steamed for the first time, water droplets will leach out from the outside of the steamer wall with the high-temperature hot air. This is the principle of thermal expansion and contraction.

After being steamed for a period of time, there will no longer be water droplets on the wall of the steamer, which means that the steamer has been steamed.

"Xiao An, it's almost done. You can put rice in it."

Wang Fang wiped the walls of the steamer with a towel and asked Zhang An to come over and serve rice.

After loading the first batch of rice, Zhang An realized that this work was much more troublesome outside than in space.

One steamer can steam eighty kilograms of rice, and each steaming process takes two hours.

Nearly [-] kilograms of blood rice were steamed by a family of three from morning to night.

Even after the rice was dispersed in the evening, it was still placed on the entire floor downstairs of Zhang An's house. After it was cooled and mixed with koji, it was all sent to the cellar for storage.

At this time, Zhang An took the opportunity to move the fermented grains into the space. After all, the space has always been at a constant temperature. It is an excellent place for the fermentation of the grains, not to mention that Zhang An is still digging in the space yard. With a cellar, the fermentation effect will be even better.

And moving it to a space can greatly shorten the time required for fermentation.

Otherwise, if you leave it outside, it will definitely take a month or two to ferment properly.

Zhang An's family is not a workshop specializing in brewing wine, so it certainly cannot guarantee the smooth fermentation of these fermented grains.

If something goes wrong, those Mi Zhangan won't feel bad, mainly because they have been working in vain for so many days.

"Zhang An, what kind of magic power do you have? Why do those students keep talking about when you will go to class every day?"

When sleeping at night, Su Ying lay on Zhang An's chest and asked Zhang An very uncomprehending questions.

Ever since Zhang An went to teach for a day, the students have always asked her in the past few days when Teacher Zhang will go to teach them.

She obviously treats those students well, and she often rewards them with snacks, exercise books, and notebooks.

And from last year to now, she has been taking care of it herself, but she didn't expect that her home would be robbed in one day.

"Haha, maybe they think my stories sound good."

Zhang An also came here at this age, so he naturally knows the preferences of these children.

He always liked taking history classes before, because his history teacher at the time especially liked to intersperse stories with the class.

"I feel so sleepy these past two days. Why don't you go help me in class tomorrow and I'll have a good sleep at home."

Originally, Su Ying still insisted on the concept of being a teacher, but recently those students were really talking about Zhang An, which made her a little discouraged.

The energy that supported her to hold back her sleepiness and teach the students was slowly fading. In the past two days, she suddenly felt very sleepy.

So she stopped insisting and asked Zhang An to go to school to teach for her, so that she could sleep well at home.

"What, you don't plan to be a good teacher anymore?"

Zhang An still remembers that on the first day of school, Su Ying said energetically that she would overcome all difficulties and become a gardener of the motherland.

"I want to, but I really want to sleep. When I'm sleepy, I can't care so much. Sleeping is really comfortable."

Although it is important to be a good teacher, it is too easy when sleepyheads come.

"Okay, you have a good rest, and I will experience being a glorious people's teacher again."

It just so happened that he had nothing to do these two days, so it was good to go to school to kill time. The teacher experience card was successfully renewed.

Early the next morning, Zhang An went to water the medicinal materials in the garden and the kiwi fruits at the bridge.

Because Su Ying's classes were all moved to the afternoon, Su Ying would usually go to the office to sit in class if she didn't have classes, but Zhang An couldn't sit down at all.

So when there was no class, he didn't want to go to the office at all. After all, staying in the office was not as comfortable as at home, so he could sit and lie down as he pleased.

In the afternoon, Su Ying took a nap after eating and hasn't woken up until now.

Zhang An didn't want to disturb her clear dream, so he went out by himself with his textbook under his arm.

"Hey Zhang An, where are you going?"

Zhang An met Wang Xinhua's father, Wang Qiyan, on the way. Although the old man was lagging behind, he quickly walked up to join Zhang An when he saw Zhang An.

"Where are you going, uncle? I'm going to school to teach Su Ying two classes. She always doesn't get enough sleep now."

Zhang An raised the textbook in his hand and responded to the old man with a smile.

"I just came out of Zhang Ping's house. This is what you want. My wife is a teacher. Now that you can teach students, you can be considered a teacher."

Mr. Wang Qiyan is very envious. Nowadays, having a teacher in a rural family is a matter of honoring one's ancestors.

Although Zhang An is not a teacher, Wang Qiyan thinks he has this ability.

Because his grandson was in Su Ying's class, after Zhang An finished teaching them that day, he went home and told the old man.

The child didn't know how to hide his words, and told the old man blankly that Brother Zhang An was better in class than their teacher Su.

As a result, the child was whipped by Mr. Wang Qiyan and told him not to gossip about the teacher behind his back.

As parents, don't they know whether Su Ying's class is good or not? Last year, his grandson's score in the exam was over 90 points in Chinese language, but nothing else was good.

Therefore, adults like Su Ying are sure of the quality of Su Ying's teaching, as soon as the children at home said so.

They feel that there is something wrong with this child's thinking and he needs to be educated. Otherwise, if the teacher hears about it, he may not care about you in the future.

In the end, after the little guy was beaten with a bamboo stick, he felt very unjust and cried and complained at home.

Only then did Wang Qiyan realize that Zhang An could also teach students and teach so well.

"By the way, I heard that you are thinking about roasting wine recently?"

Zhang An went from house to house that day to borrow a large basin, and the news about roasting wine had already spread. It would be strange that Wang Qiyan didn't know about it.

In these villages, they have always been the only winery that bakes wine, and the income is pretty good after a year.

Now Zhang An is thinking about this matter. He is worried that Zhang An wants to get involved, so when he met Zhang An today, he took the opportunity to check in.

If Zhang An really wants to build a wine shop, it won't matter if it fails, but if it succeeds, it will be a relatively big blow to their liquor business.

"There is such a thing, but I just tried it. I roasted it and drank it myself. After all, most people are reluctant to buy that wine."

Of course, Zhang An knew what Mr. Wang Qiyan was saying, and he spoke frankly without any hesitation.

It means that the wine is not ordinary liquor, it will be more expensive, and most people will not be willing to spend money, so it will have no impact on their liquor.

In short, it was to tell Wang Qiyan that this wine was going to be high-end and would not conflict with their family, so that he could rest assured.

"Oh? Did Huang Er pass that recipe to you?"

Hearing this, Wang Qiyan's first reaction was the secret recipe of Huang Erye in the village for roasting wine.

After all, Huang Erye's wine was indeed very expensive at that time, and most people were reluctant to buy it, and they didn't have the money to buy it.

And Zhang An was Huang Erye's close disciple. Huang Erye usually treated him like his own grandson. He felt that it was not surprising that the recipe was passed on to Zhang An.

Zhang An didn't speak, just smiled on his face.

The old man didn't know what he meant, but Zhang An obviously acquiesced. "When are you going to steam the wine, be sure to tell me and let me mix two glasses to try."

Now he felt relieved, even though the wine was indeed much better than what they baked at home.

But he also knew that the liquor that Mr. Huang baked was very expensive, and it cost so much that it couldn't be cheap.

As long as Zhang An doesn't engage in cheap gossip, it won't have any major impact on their family.

"If I have to, I will definitely invite you to come over when the time comes. After all, you are an expert, so I have to go over and give you some advice."

After getting the answer he wanted, Wang Qiyan no longer worried. After chatting with Zhang An for a few words, he turned around at the intersection and went home.

jingle bell ~ jingle bell ~
As the bell rang, Zhang An walked into the classroom.

As soon as the students below found out that Zhang An was attending this class again, they immediately started making noises, which showed how happy they were.

However, Zhang An only raised his hand slightly, and they almost all fell silent. They were still willing to listen to Zhang An's words.

It is still the old rule, new words are not explained separately, but are interspersed during the explanation of the text.

In this way, students will not feel bored and can understand the meaning of new words while listening to the class.

After two classes, Su Ying was still awake when Zhang An went home. It seemed that she had indeed been carrying it these days.

"Xiao An, today I saw someone in the village starting to scatter melon seeds. Don't forget to raise watermelon seedlings for your aunt."

Seeing that Zhang An had returned from school, Wang Fang casually reminded him.

Because when she was outside just now, she saw people in the village scattering watermelon seeds, and then she remembered that Zhang An's two aunts had said they wanted melon vines.

This year she didn't grow melons at home, so she had forgotten about it. If she hadn't seen it today, she might not have been able to remember it.

"That's right, I forgot about it. It's still early now. I'll soak some melon seeds in the evening and start germinating them. I can spread them tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Zhang An actually forgot about this matter. After all, his two aunts did not tell him at that time, but Wang Fang passed on a few words.

He has no plan to plant melons in his mind now, and he has forgotten all about it.

"Mom, I'm going to my second uncle and third uncle's house."

Naturally, Zhang An was not unhappy at all about raising watermelon seedlings for his two aunts.

But we still have to ask how much land the two of them plan to plant and how many melon seedlings they need.

And Zhang An wants to see where they plan to plant. If it can be flooded, then Zhang An will persuade them.

After all, he didn't want his two uncles' hard work of working at home to be wasted in the last few days.

The door to the house of Zhang Anlai's second uncle, Zhang Jianjun, was closed and no one was home.

Only then did he realize that his second uncle and his second aunt were probably busy building a yard at the entrance of the village.

He immediately turned around and went to his third uncle Zhang Jianye's house, where his third aunt was washing Yanzi's clothes in the yard.

"Xiao An is here, here is the stool."

The third aunt watched Zhang An coming over, wiped her hands covered with washing powder foam with the apron on her waist, and handed Zhang An a stool.

"Where's my brother-in-law? Why isn't he at home?"

Zhang An took the stool and looked around but didn't see his third uncle at home.

"Hi, he, I haven't had much to do at home these two days, so I followed your second uncle to build a house because of my free time. If you have something to do with him, I'll ask him to find you tonight."

The third aunt thought Zhang An had something going on.

"No, Auntie, I came here to ask. Didn't you say you were going to plant melons this year? How much land do you plan to plant? I started soaking melon seeds in the evening."

"Your uncle said he wanted to plant two acres of land, but he hasn't even plowed out the land yet."

"That's okay. Two acres of land is not much. It can be plowed in one day. Aunt, where do you and my uncle plan to plant it?"

"On the sandy land at the Chahe River Dam, even if you plant corns, you won't get much harvest. Your uncle heard that it would be better to grow melons on the sand, so I'm too lazy to plant corns this year. I'll try planting watermelons for a season."

"That place is really good for growing melons. It's not far from home and it's easy to manage. My second uncle's house should be there too, right?"

Zhang An knows the land at Chahe. Although it is said to be a river dam, it is actually on a mountain. The floods this year will not reach there. There is no need to continue talking about what Zhang An had prepared before.

"That was their family's decision at the time, but now that your second uncle has taken over the project in the village, you should ask your second aunt if they still have time to plant melons, otherwise it will be a pity to throw away the watermelon seedlings."

Although only ten sets of courtyards have been built in the village this time, this is only the first phase of the project.

Now the old village chief Zhang Jianwen has decided to build a second phase if there is money later.

So next, as the contractor, Zhang Jianjun should have little time to spend on other things.

"Auntie, I'm leaving now. Go over and ask my second aunt."

Zhang An came out of Yanzi's house and rushed straight to the bridge.

He usually passes by here and doesn't pay attention until he turns in.

When he turned inside today, he discovered that this place had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The originally barren slope has turned into a flat land, and several houses have been built on it.

Of the eight sets of courtyards, only the last three are under construction. One is building a second floor, and the other two are probably just finished.

At this rate, in a few months at most, the walls of these houses will be completed, and then the village will be able to hand over the houses to people.

When Zhang An found his second uncle Zhang Jianjun, he was in full swing leading everyone to build a wall.

Sure enough, after asking, Zhang Jianjun said that he no longer wanted to farm, and now he had a lot of livelihoods in his hands.

Not only from the village, but also from other villages. I estimate that they will work for more than half a year.

I don’t even have time to do farm work at home, let alone find time to plant melons.

And they will have to take time to pollinate the kiwis in the field, so they will be very busy this year.

Later, Zhang Jianjun learned that Zhang Jianye's family, the third child, wanted to plant crops, so he gave Zhang Jianye's family all their land in Heba.

Anyway, those fields will be empty if not planted. They will be planted by anyone, and they can be used for planting by their own families.

When Zhang An heard this, he immediately gave the sandy land at his river dam to his third uncle Zhang Jianye's family and asked him to use it to grow melons.

After all, there are three fathers and brothers now, not to mention the family. The second uncle is now a contractor and has some hope in life.

Only the third uncle's family, although not very bad, is still an average family. Zhang An plans to help this time.

After all, Zhang Jianye is his third uncle, or in local terms, his third father, so he should help.

Each of the three families in Heba has less than two acres of sandy land, and if they all grow melons for Zhang Jianye's family, that's almost six acres.

If you keep planting watermelons in such a season, as long as you manage it well, you will definitely not lose money this year.

After all, with Ding Yi here, sales won't be a problem.

(End of this chapter)