It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 61: Have you been nominated? (Seeking for collection)
"If you could eat soy beef every day, your life would be miserable!"

After eating and drinking, Cao Chungui huddled on the kang and stretched himself comfortably. Li Xiuzhi was busy washing the dishes and dishes, and also washed the five big bowls of happiness, wealth, longevity and happiness that Sun Jianping bought back.

"Dad, look, the bowl Jianping bought still has flowers on it!" Li Xiuzhi wiped her hands and handed the large, shiny bowl to Lao Cao. Lao Cao squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, then shook his head, "Jianping, you I bought this incorrectly. There should be seven of these, called the Five Blessing Bowls of Auspiciousness, Prosperity, Longevity, Happiness, and Wealth, plus two golden boys and girls. You are missing two..."

Sun Jianping was shocked, good fellow, we have met someone who knows the stuff!

"I didn't pay attention when I bought it. I went to look for it later, but it had long since disappeared."

"Can you see clearly what the seller looks like?" Lao Cao stared at the five bowls and asked with a solemn expression.

"Didn't look at it."

He lit a match, helped Lao Cao light the pipe, and shook the flame out, "Uncle, do you know this thing?"

Lao Cao was stunned for a moment and immediately shook his head, "I don't know. Where did I know this thing? I heard it from others. My daughter-in-law, please pack up these bowls for Jianping's future wedding. That's great." Don’t mess with this stuff…”

Sun Jianping frowned. Judging from the workmanship of these bowls, they were definitely not items that ordinary people could afford. Uncle Cao, a production team leader from a remote rural area, actually recognized them at a glance!

No matter how you think about it, it feels strange!

Could it be...

Under the light of the desk lamp, the second girl, Wang Yuzhu, was biting the penholder and writing a letter to the eldest sister with great interest.

"Sister, I met your good 'comrade' again. Not only is he good-looking, but his handwriting is also beautiful. He also told me that you two were childhood friends. Hehe, I didn't remember it at the time. Sister Are you stupid? You forgot to bring dry food when you went out..."

Wang Yuzhu wrote five pages of trivial matters eloquently, and suddenly he remembered something!

Forgot to ask Sun Jianping for his address!
How can I reply to him without an address?
Really, I am so stupid!
Wang Yuzhu stamped his feet in annoyance, rolled his eyes, and immediately became happy again!
It’s not like he will never come to Crane City again. Why don’t I ask him again when he comes next time?

Sun Jianping suddenly woke up from his sleep. His eyes widened and he looked at the moonlight outside the window in surprise. It seemed that something bad had happened, but he couldn't tell what it was...

Forget it, go to sleep!

He pulled off the patched quilt, threw the civet cat that had snuggled under the quilt by its neck and threw it out, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The civet cat meowed, shook out its messed up fur, jumped onto the kang, got into Xiao Yueyue's bed, and stretched out comfortably.

The rooster crowed loudly, and Sun Jianping stretched himself and sat up. Comrade Lao Cao had already carried the dung basket to pick up dung.

The crops are as small as a flower, and they are all dependent on excrement. Under the strict control of Comrade Lao Cao, the adults and children of the second horse stand must poop in their own team's field, and are never allowed to poop in other teams' fields!
"Sister-in-law, you can take that horned pork back to your parents' house!" Sun Jianping yawned and came to the outhouse. He saw Li Xiuzhi cutting the soy sauce beef he brought back yesterday and suggested with a smile.

"Jianping, my sister-in-law doesn't even know how to thank you!" She picked up a piece of beef and handed it to Sun Jianping's mouth, sighing faintly.

It’s hard to live in poverty!

"Sister-in-law, you are so polite!" Sun Jianping took the beef slices and stuffed them into his mouth, smiled, and walked out carrying the bamboo basket. In the stable, there were more than a dozen horses and a small donkey, all stretching their necks and looking out, waiting for their comrade to prepare food for them.

Seeing this scene, Sun Jianping suddenly remembered something!

The boss is often empty-handed. Every day when he opens his eyes, there are more than a dozen subordinates waiting for him to serve him...

Seeing him entering the stable, the "little brothers" got into a quarrel. They waited until the hay was mixed and poured into the trough before they stopped, lowered their heads, and ate the grass.

Sun Jianping picked up the brush and brushed the horse's hair. He suddenly remembered Qian Huijun's request to be a horse herder and shook his head.

It's so cold and cold that she has to get up before dawn to feed the horses. Let alone a girl, even a strong laborer in her thirties or forties can't handle it!

Let her just farm the land as a member of the commune!
Zhang Ziyi and Lao Cao were called to a meeting by the team early in the morning. Sun Jianping was not idle after feeding the horses. He picked up his pickaxe and ran to the dung pile, braving the severe cold of minus 28 degrees Celsius, and joined the commune members. Dig the dung pile.

The height of this large dung pile is ten meters, like a hill rising from the ground. This is also the most precious wealth of the people of Ermajia Village!
"Jianping isn't going out today?" Wang Liansheng smiled, revealing half of his front teeth, which looked quite funny.

"It's okay today, I'm just here to get my work points!" Sun Jianping smiled, spat on his hand, held the handle of the pickaxe, and dug along a gap in the dung pile. With a clang, iceflakes splashed, and a piece of ice was thrown. Horse manure as big as a millstone was dug out.

The purpose of digging up the manure pile at this time is not to immediately pull it into the field to fertilize the fields. The manure that has not been retting has very poor fertilizer properties and is basically the same as straw. Therefore, the manure pile must be dug up and lit inside. Through this Only by retting the manure in this way until it is as brown and soft as home-brewed soybean paste can the fertility be maximized.

Seeing that a large pit had been dug out of the dung pile, Xu Jinshan brought several bundles of corn stalks, lit them and threw them into the dung pit.

Thick white smoke came out and rolled up with the breeze, instantly covering the dung pile like a fairy mountain cave. Wang Liansheng hurriedly called on everyone to put dung on the fire, suppressing the blazing flames and turning it into a fire. A "dark fire" hidden deep in the dung pile emits warm heat, melting, retting, and decaying the organic matter in the dung pile, and finally turns it into manure that is easy for crops to absorb.

"How's Jianping doing? Are you tired?" Xu Jinshan looked at the green smoke slowly rising from the gaps in the dung pile, and a smile appeared on his old face. This year's dung retting was successful!

Just let it sit for a whole winter and let the small fire inside slowly burn. When it is dug out next spring, there will be yellow and sticky cooked manure inside!
"Not bad!" Sun Jianping patted his strong shoulders, "I've practiced all this!"

"Good job, boy!" Xu Jinshan gave a thumbs up, "You are the leader among the educated youths from our villages!"

Sun Jianping smiled and did not deny it.

Now, whether it is farm work in the field or craft work in the team, he can give it a try. As for other educated youths, especially when that bastard Wang Jingang was around, they were either sneaking around or being lazy and skipping work all day long, which made the farmers miserable. They complained a lot, but it was difficult to show their displeasure.

They are all dolls from the city!

In the distance, the horses hung bells. Captain Cao and deputy captain Zhang drove the carriage back from the brigade. Sun Jianping hurriedly jumped off the dung pile, ran over to hold the horse's reins, and asked in a low voice, "How are you doing, Uncle Zhang? Yao Has the special commissioner nominated you?"

Lao Zhang pulled off his hat, and steam was rising from his head. He wiped his face and showed a strange smile.

　Thanks to brothers "Hupan Town Hogg" and "Youfang Taoist Traveling Around the World" for the reward, thank you very much!
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　　Brothers, please! Can you make it to the fourth wheel?
　　
　
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