The protection of the last days

You can search for "The Protection of Doomsday Xiaoshigusou Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!As soon as the village chief's words were over, some people couldn't help but shouted: "What else can I do with the food? Leave enough for the family to chew, and sell it. This year's food prices are much higher than in previous years. Even if we reduce production, we finally get it. The money will not be less than in previous years."

Zhu Xiaowu took a look, it was Zhu Laosi.Their family is relatively wealthy in the village, and now they have found a wife who is an official in the city. She feels that her waist is hard at once, and she loves to put in a few words about everything.

He is not angry, and can't commit it.He just asked, "Your wife is the leader of the city, so you haven't heard the least bit of news from her?"

Old Four Zhu was a little proud, and stood up and shook the fat belly: "She said too much news, how do I know which one you said?"

Zhu Xiaowu knocked the cigarette stick in his hand and drooped his eyelids: "I haven't seen you tell the big guy with so much news. You should keep it for your own use."

Someone underneath laughed, and Zhu's old face was flushed.

"Okay, let’s get back to the business. According to the news that Qingfeng has received, the climate will not be good in the next few years. Not only this year, but the next few years will only get sad every year. He meant that everyone didn’t want the food they laid Sell, in case of a situation like the three-year famine in the early days of the founding of the People’s Republic of China, everyone has food in their hands anyway, and they can live on."

It was like a drop of water falling into a pan, and the bottom immediately boiled.

Some people believe it, others doubt it.Wu Qingfeng hadn't established prestige in the village, and got along very little. If the village chief was here, there might be no one who believed these words.

"The village chief, what can the climate be like? We have fields. Even if we only plant one season a year, it is enough for the family to chew for a year. How can we not starve to death?"

"This year's grain prices are so high. If we don't sell them, who will make up for the losses from this year's production reduction?"

"It's better to sell this season first, and see the situation in the next season. The rice will be old after a long time. It is useless to leave too much at home."

"If the weather is so bad in the future and the output has to be reduced every year, will the price of food get higher and higher? Wouldn't it be that the life of our farmers is getting better and better?"

"Yeah, yeah, we all have land, what are we afraid of. If we don't even have a way to survive, so many people in that big city won't all have to starve to death."

"That's right, I think I'll follow the previous one, leave enough for my family, and sell everything else."

"It's true or false. No matter how great you are, can you know in advance what will happen in a few years? Don't you fool us?"

Wu Qingfeng couldn't help sneering while listening.

He revealed the news to the village chief, but he didn't intend everyone to believe it.It doesn't matter whether their life is good or not.The materials he is hoarding now are enough for him and Lian Yao to use for decades.Even if Lin Bao and the fat aunt's family are added, it is not a problem.

As for the village, if you have a good relationship with him, you can disclose it in private, and you don't have to worry about leaks.

Just looking at the people in a village, Yaoyao has feelings for Qiantui Village again, and she didn't want her to be sad in the future, so she was willing to tell the news.Of course, by the way, I can still accept some kindness and make my life better in the future.Yanyan e-book www.yantxt.com

Thinking of this, he stepped forward and said loudly: "I only tell what I got. Believe it or not, it doesn't matter to me. It doesn't matter whether the future will be good or not. I will only say three points. : First, don’t sell food, and store more food for you at home; second, this winter will be very cold, prepare more cotton-padded quilts and coal firewood; third, harvest the rice for this season and don’t do it again in the next season Plant rice, plant some food crops with short harvest time."

After speaking, no matter what the following discussion is, he will pull Lian Yao's hand and leave.Then I remembered something, and added a sentence back: "There are people in the family who are working outside. Let them come back quickly."

Once Wu Qingfeng left, the villagers surrounded Zhu Xiaowu.

A villager asked: "The village chief, what does he mean? Why do you want people to go home? What will happen if you don't go home?"

Zhu Xiaowu didn’t know the answer, but he thought about what Wu Qingfeng said. He must have his reason. He thought for a while and said: “Big cities have a large population, and there will be a shortage of food in the future. The city has begun to restrict the purchase of food, and it is said that it is very likely that you will be able to buy it on the basis of your local hukou in the future. At that time, those who go to work in other places will get back if they don’t return. Besides, the price of food has risen, and it does not mean much to work outside It’s better to go home and grow your own land. If the price of food really goes up like this, the little money from working is not enough to fill the hole."

Everyone nodded silently.There have been many disasters this year, and it is not safe at all outside.There are people who go out to work at home, so they are somewhat worried.Wasn't Wu Yiming, the son of the Jinshui family, almost unable to return?If food prices can really rise, it is indeed better to take care of a few acres of land if you go out to work.

Someone asked: "He said he wouldn't let us grow rice, so what should we grow? Why can't we grow rice? Our village has been planting two crops every year for how many years, and he said that he would not plant it if he did not plant it?"

"Yeah, the village chief, our village has no such precedent. You can't grow vegetables without growing rice. You can't grow vegetables? You can grow vegetables in so many places, and you can't eat them openly."

Zhu Xiaowu frowned. Wu Qingfeng had discussed this with him, and he still knew the reason.He replied: "I'm not saying, I still grow food crops, but I don't grow rice. I heard that this year's cold is fast, and I am afraid that rice will not be ready for the next season. Corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes will do."

Everyone is silent.Rice has always been grown in Chitose Village. Others like corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes have also been grown, but they are planted in vegetable fields to make them fresh, and I have never thought of growing them on a large scale.Everyone is not good at planting. It is fine to plant in a small area.If it is really large-scale planting and no one has experience, if it is not planted well, it will lose a whole season of food.That's not a joke.

Thinking this way, many people didn't worry about it.How to do it yourself.The topic went elsewhere.

"I don't know how cold it will be this year. The year before last year was fine, warm winter. It won't be colder than the north all of a sudden, right?"

"I don't think it will. We are surrounded by mountains on three sides and the cold is limited. Just prepare a few thick quilts at home."

"Do you want to buy coal?"

"Buy some. Anyway, this thing won't break, it can be used normally, it just takes up some space."

"That's it. In addition to food, what else to prepare for food?"

"You don't need it. Every family has food, and you don't want to be hungry. You can grow your own vegetables, and you can raise chickens and pigs. It's better to eat fresh ones."

"You have to eat salt. Buy more salt and leave it alone, this won't break. The village chief, ask your second kid to bring us some salt back."

Zhu Xiaowu nodded: "How much do you want from each family, write a list to me, and I will ask him to send it back together."

So the villagers met their heads and began to discuss how much salt each family wanted.Thinking of others, I added them together, and finally made a long list and gave it to Zhu Xiaowu.