My village can't be like this

Chapter 380 Village Tree Davidia
Changing the water in the sky pot is actually not difficult, just scoop out the hot water inside and pour in cold water.

It's just that with such a strong firewood burning in the stove, a pot of water won't last long before being steamed, so it's still troublesome to change it.

You must know that in space, Zhang An changed it with just a thought, but now he has to do it in person, but he is a little uncomfortable.

However, all unaccustomed habits come from doing too little. You have to get used to it after doing it a few times.

"Hey, it's so early in the morning, why are you drinking? You're living a cool life."

As soon as the first steamer was steamed and the fermented grains of wine were served in the second steamer, old uncle Zhang Jianwen suddenly came to Zhang An's house.

"Haha, it must be cool to eat and drink. Who told you not to come?"

Although some of them are of different generations, they are also similar in age, and they are used to joking like their peers.

"Look, I'm coming right now. If I don't come, you guys will drink up all the wine."

As the village chief, Zhang Jianwen must have come to the door when Zhang Jianguo invited people last night.

However, the first batch of yards built in the village have been completed in the past few days, and Zhang Jianwen is still busy with various things.

So when Zhang Jianguo went to their home, he didn't meet him at home.

"By the way Zhang An, I came here to see you."

Zhang Jianwen didn't come to Zhang An's house specially to drink, but came to see Zhang An when he had something to do.

Otherwise, he still has so many things waiting to be solved, and he can do a lot of things in just one drink.

And it’s no joke that drinking can cause trouble. After all, the wine table in the village is easy to get on but difficult to get off.

Either others tried to persuade him to stay, or he kept it as a souvenir for himself. In the end, he couldn’t walk even after drinking.

"Didn't you tell me last time that you still have a batch of saplings that can be planted on both sides of the road at the entrance of the village? How many more are there? I'm thinking of planting two rows in that area of ​​the yard."

The first batch of yards is almost done, and the final touches will be put in place before they can be handed over to the tenants.

However, Zhang Jianwen went to the city and suddenly saw the magnolia grandiflorum that looked very much like a loquat tree in the green belts on both sides of the road, and he fell in love with it.

After coming back, I always felt that there was nothing on the way in and out of the courtyard, and it was not very nice to see it empty.

So first, just like in the city, plant some landscape trees.

Of course, he would only plant two rows of ones that would grow. He had never thought about those low green belts.

After all, there is greening everywhere in the village, there is no need for that stuff, and there isn’t that much money.

Planting two rows of big flowering trees is just for decoration, so that others don't look so empty.

If he just wanted to plant landscape trees, he would have to spend money to buy trees outside, so he hesitated.

Zhang Jianwen didn't care about the labor involved in planting trees. It was a collective job anyway, so he could recruit idle people in the village and it wouldn't take much time.

What he cares about is that buying trees costs money. Now every penny spent in the village is divided into two parts. Using money to buy landscape trees means cutting his flesh.

Today he suddenly remembered that Zhang An had mentioned to him about planting trees at the entrance of the village.

At that time, he didn't think it was necessary. After all, there were green grass and trees everywhere in the mountains, so there was no use in planting such things.

Moreover, everyone in the village is from the countryside and cannot appreciate this thing, so it would be better to plant two rows of crops than to waste the effort.

But things are different now. These trees are planted for those wealthy tenants to see, so there is a use for them.

Moreover, he had seen the Davidia tree that Zhang An was talking about when it was in bloom.

Although the flowering period was a bit shorter, he thought it was more beautiful than the fake loquat flowers in the city, so he came to Zhang An specifically to tell him about it.

"There are actually quite a lot of those trees, but if they were to be planted at Shiyakou, the village wouldn't be able to plant them."

Although Zhang An did cultivate a batch of Davidia saplings outside, it was not easy for these saplings to sprout and grow, and only half of them had grown.

Originally, Zhang An wanted to plant them along the bluestone road from Qiaotou to the village, and the quantity was almost enough.

But now my uncle Zhang Jianwen wants to plant it in the yard, but the village may not be able to plant it.

"Hey, I thought it was something. What's the point of planting that thing in our village? It's not enough for the local dogs in the village to pee and burn to death. At most, it's enough to plant two rows from Shiyakou to your door. You can plant it in other places. It’s of no use.”

Zhang Jianwen felt relieved when he heard Zhang An say that the quantity was enough.

Otherwise, he would have wanted to take the villagers to dig up those wild holly trees in the mountains.

As for planting trees specifically in the village, he had never thought about it.

Not to mention a bunch of cattle and horses in the village, if you bite them, no matter how good the tree is, it can be chewed into a stump.

And even more powerful than cattle and horses are the local dogs in the village.

They always like to urinate in corners or under trees with their legs up, and over time the roots of the trees are burned away.

"That's fine. Uncle, whenever you want it, just go dig it. It's in the nest."

At that time, the planting in the nest was not finished, and there was still some open space left. In order not to be nagged by his mother at home, Zhang An planted some saplings to ensure safety.

At this time, the Davidia saplings have grown to more than half a person's height and are suitable for transplanting.

Moreover, when the involucrata tree reaches this stage, its growth rate will be relatively fast, and it may only take a few years to grow to a height of two or three meters.

You might as well see the dove flower blooming in the village this year.

"Then I'm relieved. As for the money to buy the tree, the village is quite tight on funds right now. I'll settle the matter with you at the end of the year."

Buying trees costs money wherever you go, but here in Zhang An, the village can delay for a while and there is no need to be in such a hurry.

"Uncle, what more money do you need? Just think of it as me doing something for the village and donating it to the village."

Zhang An didn't want to sell this tree for money at all. After all, he wanted to plant it in the village from the beginning.

"That's not possible. It's not easy for you to plant so many saplings. How can the village ask for your saplings for nothing? But now the village's money has other uses. If you don't want it, then I will buy it outside."

The trees to be planted are not just one or two. Zhang Jianwen would not think of prostitution for Zhang An for free. After all, this is a collective matter and everyone's business.

If such a start is made, everyone in the village will feel that the village will suck their own blood.

When the time comes when the village collective has other things to do, the villagers will not take action for fear of being sucked.

At that time, the village collective was no longer a collective, so Zhang Jianwen could not have made such a bad start.

"Okay, let's wait until the village has money. As you know, uncle, I don't have much money to use now, so I'm not in a hurry."

Zhang An, who had lived for two lifetimes, had long understood the temperament of his old uncle.

If he insists not, maybe Zhang Jianwen will really go out and spend money to buy it.

So Zhang An promised him first, at worst it would be more symbolic when the time came, it would be meaningful.

Anyway, it's not important. Zhang An only thinks about the village tree Davidia involucrata and can't run away anymore.

"That's right. You all want better development for the village, so how can the village let you suffer a loss?"

Seeing that Zhang An was not stubborn anymore, Zhang Jianwen looked very satisfied. "Okay, then you continue drinking. I'll go to Old Man Lin's first to see if the doors and windows of the last two rooms are finished. As for your tung trees, I will take people to dig them out in two days."

After the matter was finished, Zhang Jianwen was ready to leave.

Only then did Zhang An realize why he called Carpenter Lin over for a drink, but Carpenter Lin still resisted the temptation and refused him.

It turns out that Party A’s big boss is urging the goods. No wonder he can resist the temptation of drinking.

"Uncle, don't leave in a hurry. We're here. Have a drink before you leave."

If someone comes to your door and doesn't smell a little bit, how can you be so embarrassed to let them go?

"That won't work. I have a lot of things to do. I can't stop drinking. It will cause bad things later."

Everything else was fine, but when it came to wine, Zhang Jianwen was extremely distrustful of himself. He might not be able to leave Zhang An's yard while drinking.

"This is new wine. Uncle, you are here. You have to drink some of it. Otherwise, I would have the nerve to let you go. Besides, you don't have to drink too much. It's just a few dollars. After you drink it, you can go about your business. We won't leave you. you."

While talking, Zhang An had already filled a small cup and brought it to Zhang Jianwen.

"You kid, you know that your uncle can't refuse these things, but you still keep sending them right in front of my nose."

Zhang Jianwen was dumbfounded by Zhang An, but in the end he still couldn't resist the temptation of wine.

"This wine is not bad. No wonder these old drunkards are reluctant to leave here. It turns out there is such good wine. If I didn't have many things to do, I wouldn't be willing to leave today."

They are all old drunkards for decades. They drink more local wine than Zhang An has drunk in his life. They can tell whether a good wine is a bad wine or not.

After a few final words, Zhang Jianwen left Zhang An's yard resolutely. If he didn't leave, he would really be unable to leave later.

Although the aroma of Zhang An's wine was more tempting, responsibility overcame temptation in the end.

Nearly 80 kilograms of blood rice wine was steamed until the evening. A total of more than [-] kilograms of blood rice wine was produced, which is lower than the wine production rate of blood rice in the space.

But compared to Huang Erye's previous time, it was much improved. The distiller's yeast on the recipe accounted for half of the effect, and the other half was due to the spatial spring water.

It's just that the blood rice at home was soaked and germinated by Zhang An in space spring water and watered several times, so it was not as good as the blood rice produced in space.

"Xiao An, I'll take some of your wine grains back to feed the eagle later. It will probably like it very much."

While cleaning up the lees, Mr. Huang had a conversation with Zhang An.

Although the goshawk is a carnivore, what kind of animal should be raised by what kind of person.

The goshawk raised by Zhang An in this way has now learned to drink.

The goshawk would not refuse this kind of lees with a strong aroma of wine.

"Okay, Second Master, you can pretend it's done later."

Zhang An might hesitate a moment if he was pouring wine, but there would be no need to consider the lees at all.

Wang Qiyan on the side actually wanted some wine lees.

Their family had a few pigs, and the people who roasted wine fed the pigs by the way.

Because distiller's grains are equivalent to a better feed, livestock prefer it, especially pigs.

However, Wang Qiyan also knew that Zhang An's family also raised a lot of animals, so he was too embarrassed to speak.

"By the way, uncle, I want to dig another layer down in the cellar. I may have to trouble you."

While eating, Zhang An told Wang Qiyan about digging a cellar. To be precise, he wanted to dig a wine cellar.

"It's no trouble. Whenever you want to dig me out, just let me know."

Mr. Wang picked up a piece of pork and agreed without hesitation.

It is not unreasonable to say that the cannibal is soft-spoken and the exploiter is short-handed. Moreover, he was still eating and drinking at the other person's house, so he couldn't refuse anything.

"How about these two days? Uncle, you happen to have nothing to do. If you are busy making wine in the next few days, I will be embarrassed to trouble you."

There was nothing going on these past few days, so Zhang An immediately decided to dig in for these two days to cure his damn procrastination.

"Then just these two days, but if you dig below, don't put too many things on top, otherwise it will collapse easily."

He came to help dig the cellar in Zhang An's house, and he knew the size of it.

Although Zhang An didn't know what he wanted to dig a layer underground for, he still reminded him.

"I just want to dig a place to cellar wine, so I don't have to dig too big underneath."

Zhang An didn't have much wine to cellar, so he could just dig two or three square meters of space without affecting the use of it at all.

After having dinner and drinks, the elderly people were not in a hurry to go back, and Zhang An's family continued to reminisce about the past.

Usually Mr. Zhang and the others come to Zhang An's house for dinner, but by night they want to go back.

But there wasn't one today. It was probably a few elderly people getting together, not to mention they had company, and maybe they had a good chat.

Finally, the old lady from Wang Xinhua's family came over to call for help, and they dispersed.

The next day, Zhang An's family began to dig a wine cellar.

Although the area to be dug was not large, it still took two days.

Originally, Zhang An thought, just dig up any one.

But because when they dispersed last night, Zhang An gave them all about a pound of wine to take back.

So today Wang Qiyan dug a smaller version for Zhang An based on the appearance of his own wine cellar.

Because he felt in his heart that if he didn't put some real effort into it, he would be really sorry for having to eat and drink at Zhang An's house these two days.

After the wine cellar was dug, Zhang An casually cellared a few jars of wine, but not all of them were finished.

Because more wine is stored in the space, the effect will be better than if the wine is stored outside.

The next morning, when Zhang An got up, he found that it had rained again last night.

And it rained heavily, and the ground was soaked deeply.

"Hey, uncle, what are you planning to do with so many people?"

Early in the morning, Zhang An saw his uncle Zhang Jianwen passing by his house with a large number of people carrying hoes and shovels.

"I'm going to dig a Davidia tree in your home field. Didn't it rain last night? I'm sure it will survive if I plant it today."

Farmers all know that it is easier for anything they plant to survive when it has just rained.

Especially the spring rain that fell as expensive as oil last night meant that the next one would be one less, and Zhang Jianwen would not let it go.

And after talking to the villagers several times, Zhang Jianwen finally remembered the Davidia dove tree, and it was no longer just a Paulownia tree.

Otherwise, when people from outside ask what kind of tree this is, it will be embarrassing if no one can tell.

(End of this chapter)