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Chapter 265 Fried Sauce Noodles

"Captain Bull!"

Niu boldly passed by with a hoe on his shoulders, seeing Mrs. Jinhua, Han Chunmei, and Ma Renli holding hoes, rakes, and shovels to divide the plowed land into ridges and ditches, he couldn't help but stop.

"Who are you?" Niu boldly asked curiously.

"Isn't this a rush to plant some summer corn and summer soybeans? Captain Wang asked us to plow the fields carefully and divide the fields into ridges, so as not to rain too much in summer and cause waterlogging!" Ma Renli explained.

Niu boldly looked at Ma Renli's proficient use of a hoe, and couldn't help nodding: "He looks a bit like a farmer."

Ma Renli grinned: "Isn't this just studying hard with our captain!"

"Work hard, work hard!" Niu boldly encouraged Ma Renli a few words, and left with a hoe on his shoulders. The weather is just right now, neither cold nor hot, so hurry up and work for a while.

In seven or eight days, the three of Wang Zhong plowed the wheat field first, and then followed Mrs. Jin Hua and the others to prepare the land, transplanting seedlings, and planting peanuts in the ground.

This is the first year that Wang Zhong's irrigated land of more than one mu and half-slope land of more than one mu have all been intercropped, and soybeans and corn have been planted together.

The villagers looked at the planting method in Wang Zhong's field, which was very different from ordinary people, and naturally couldn't help asking curiously. After learning that it was an experiment, they all watched the excitement curiously.

The land reform is still going on. In addition to the original cultivated land, the remaining wasteland, barren hills, forest land and other work teams around the village have also been surveyed and distributed to the villagers according to the household and population.

Wang Zhong was allocated five acres of woodland and more than four acres of wasteland. The wasteland is mostly sand and gravel. Let's hurry up to marry a wife and have children. It is best to have more children to make up for the sharp drop in population due to years of fighting and Lao Jiang's inevitable take away.

In order to facilitate the work of the mutual aid group, the land assigned to each mutual aid group member is basically in the same place.

When it comes to the autumn harvest, in Wang Zhong's intercropping field of more than two acres, whether it is corn or soybeans, the total amount of the final harvest, after careful calculation, is much more than that of growing alone, and the team members immediately have It was decided that next year, like Wang Zhong, the combination of intercropping and crop rotation would be used.

With the water conservancy irrigation project and more scientific planting methods, although there is still a shortage of fertilizers, the annual grain output of several people in the second mutual aid group of Maixiang Village is indeed much higher than last year. The output is the highest in the whole Maixiang Village.

Fewer and fewer people came to Wang Zhong to buy windmills and threshers. After all, these things are not too rare, and the craftsmanship is also simple. Wang Zhong is also very selfless. The blueprint of the waterwheel was handed over to the work team, and the work team helped to submit it to the county, so that these things could be popularized faster and the common people could relax.

Before the autumn harvest, a major event happened. Zhou Yihu, the captain of the work team, called accordingly and went north to join the volunteer army. Zhou Yihu also sent an invitation to Wang Zhong. After all, if a sharpshooter like Wang Zhong went to the battlefield, it would be a rare massacre. device.

However, Wang Zhong has a mission, and he is a bit greedy for life and afraid of death. Now he has finally got rid of the troubles of illness, and he is not ready to dedicate himself, throw his head, and shed blood, so he can only politely reject Zhou Yihu, and Wang Zhong is at home. Farming, leading the villagers to grow more food, can also support the front line.

Zhou Yihu could only bid farewell to everyone with regret, and followed the army on the train going north.

Time soon came to 51.

In the past two years, the number of mutual aid groups in the village has increased to seven. The villagers in the entire Maixiang Village have seen the benefits from the Dier mutual aid group and have chosen to join the mutual aid group. Emphasizing their advanced experience, Wang Zhong also knows everything and talks endlessly, explaining to the villagers patiently and meticulously, teaching by example, and gaining a lot of reputation from the villagers.

With the promotion of advanced scientific planting technology, the output of the folks in the field has indeed achieved a considerable increase. After two years of accumulation, and the weather is good, the folks have gradually accumulated a lot of food in their hands. .

Wang Zhong took the lead in leading the members of the second group to raise poultry and livestock rationally and scientifically, collect the manure of poultry and livestock, and put them into the dug septic tank together with crop straw and kitchen waste.

In late autumn and early spring, when there is drought and little rain, Wang Zhong also organizes his team members to excavate the silt by the river, sprinkle the excavated silt with insecticide prepared by Wang Zhong with traditional Chinese medicine, and then dry it and collect it. Although mud is not good for direct use as fertilizer, it can be mixed into the newly reclaimed wasteland.

It is definitely not possible to grow wheat in the wasteland that has just been reclaimed, but dry crops such as peanuts, corn, and sweet potatoes do not matter. The yield may not be high, but after a year, as long as you work hard, work hard, and dig irrigation canals, you can still grow wheat. of.

Most of the emperors assigned to the villagers were on slopes far away from the village. Wang Zhong led the members of the second group to open part of the land irrigated by canals into terraces similar to those in the south. For places that cannot be reached, according to the geological characteristics, either fruit trees, corn, sweet potatoes, peanuts and potatoes are planted.

Folks from other groups followed suit, but now Maixiang Village has a small population, backward production tools, and naturally low productivity, so most of the wasteland is still in a state of abandonment, and the only ones opened up by the villagers are about a third.

Two days after the autumn harvest, Wang Zhong, Ma Renli, and Wang Wanchun were checking the condition of several main canals along the ditches. They planned to lead people to widen and strengthen all the irrigation canals after this year's autumn sowing.

Without cement hardening, the ditch is prone to problems, such as the accumulation of dead branches and rotting leaves, or the accumulation of silt, or the slide and collapse after heavy rains.

Not far from the entrance of the village, I saw Niu boldly leading a cow towards the village.

"Bold, have you bought a cow?" Wang Wanchun greeted Niu boldly with a smile.

"Village head, captain!" Niu Bold also stopped: "Isn't it time to plow in autumn? Buy a cow to plow the land, reduce the burden on the team members, and promote production."

"Not bad, not bad!" Wang Wanchun nodded and said: "The harvest of your group has been good in the past few years, second only to Captain Wang and his second group. You, the group leader, have done a good job."

"Bold brother, there seems to be something wrong with this cow!" Wang Zhong looked around the cow, and the cow's right hind leg was indeed a bit deformed.

It seems that Niu Bold is still the same as in the original plot, choosing a cheap sick cow.

"No one in our group is as capable as you. They can make money by operating windmill threshers. Good cattle are too expensive, and we can't afford them!" Niu boldly said.

Wang Zhong circled back to the front, looked at Niu boldly leading the cow and said: "Although this cow is a little lame, it has good eyesight, high spirits, looks strong, and its body is not bad. If you take good care of it, It’s definitely not a problem to work.”

"Captain Wang, do you still know how to look at livestock?" Niu boldly asked curiously.

"Know a thing or two!" Wang Zhong said with a smile.

Niu boldly gave a thumbs up: "No wonder even Captain Zhou said you are a capable person."

"It's too good, it's too good. By the way, we have to start preparing for the winter irrigation. One day, tell the team members of the big guy that after the autumn sowing is over, we will find a time to dredge the ditches together."

"No problem!" When it comes to winter irrigation, Niu Bold naturally dare not neglect.

After inspecting the irrigation canal and the waterwheel, Wang Zhong returned home and hadn't entered yet.I saw a well-dressed man.Qiao Yue, who painted her eyebrows and eyes, sat on a small stool in her yard.

"Captain Wang!" Seeing Wang Zhong, he immediately stood up excitedly: "You're back!"

"What do you want from me?" Wang Zhong frowned slightly. Wang Zhong really didn't like Qiao Yue.

Qiao Yue said: "Don't you have a lot of eggs at home, I want to exchange corn with you."

Looking at the cloth bag by the door, Wang Zhong was a little surprised, and said with a smile, "Ask me for eggs? Where did you hear that my house has a lot of eggs?"

Qiao Yue said: "Didn't you raise a dozen chickens in the backyard, five or six of them are hens?"

Wang Zhong said: "Go to Mrs. Jinhua's house and find Mrs. Jinhua to change. She will definitely be willing to change with you."

"Sister Jinhua's house is in the west of the village, how close is it to you?" Qiao Yue said.

"The key is that I don't have any eggs for you here."

"You raise so many hens and lay eggs every morning, how could there be none?" Qiao Yue said unwillingly.

"Why am I lying to you? I really don't have many eggs to exchange for you. I have a big appetite and you don't know how to eat enough to eat every day. The few chickens I raise lay less than [-] eggs." It’s not enough for me to eat.” Wang Zhong said, “Besides, my family is not the only one that raises chickens in the village, you can go to other houses and ask.”

While speaking, Wang Zhong pushed and shoved Qiao Yue out of the door, and fastened the wooden door leading to the front yard by the way.

Even though Qiao Yue stomped her feet in the outer courtyard and ignored her, Wang Zhong didn't want to have anything to do with this woman, Qiao Yue.

Ma Renlian, who was sitting on the edge of the threshold, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

The excuse of exchanging eggs is too bad, and the excuse of Wang Zhong's evasion is even worse.

Qiao Yue's body froze suddenly when she heard the laughter, and only then did she realize that there was someone behind her. Her embarrassing toes could dig out a courtyard, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to get in. Chong Ma Renlian smiled, said hello, and went He quickly ran back to his yard.

Ma Renlian looked at Qiao Yue's leaving back, then at the tightly closed gate in the courtyard, and shook his head involuntarily.

It's not the first time Qiao Yue has been turned away by Wang Zhong's place, but every time she sees her, Ma Renlian can't help but want to laugh, but she also wonders in her heart that such a strong young man like Wang Zhong is so attractive to Qiao Yue The girl didn't even think about it, looking at Qiao Yue's posture, if Wang Zhong had that intention, it would have been done long ago.

After returning to her room, Qiao Yue couldn't help but spit a few times. It wasn't once or twice that she ran into trouble with Wang Zhong, but every time it happened, Wang Zhong didn't give her the slightest chance, and Qiao Yue's enthusiasm was also suppressed. The head-on cold water was almost extinguished.

What Qiao Yue didn't know was that the fact that she was pushed out of the house by Wang Zhong also fell into the eyes of a man who was holding a bowl of freshly made poached eggs and was about to come to visit her.

Ma Renli wanted to go in at first, but when he heard Ma Renlian's hilarious laughter, his legs suddenly weighed a thousand catties, and he couldn't move any further.

A few days later, the two groups gathered together again and started plowing and fertilizing to prepare for the sowing of winter wheat.

Although Wang Zhong has gone through many dungeons and has hundreds of years of experience, he doesn't know how to build an engine and can only use the most primitive cattle to plow.

Fortunately, after the summer harvest this year, everyone in the second group raised money to buy another cattle and wood, so that Wang Zhong and Lao Ganbang fought another bullock cart. The team members also raised money to buy this cart. Shared by all members of the second group.

"Stand firm, first you have to make sure you stand firm, and then press the plowshare down, if you can't do it with one hand, you can use two hands."

Wang Zhong faced Ma Renli who was pulling the plow in front. He put the yoke on his waist. Like an ox, its strength is more than six times that of an ordinary person at its peak state, and it can easily pull a plow without putting an ox yoke on its shoulders like ordinary people.

But Ma Renli's skills in using the plow were too rough.

"It's not asking you to lift the plow, but to push the plowshare down, that's right, hold it down!"

After three years of farm work, Ma Renli's skin had turned dark, his hands had grown thick, and his palms had already become callused. It was completely different from three years ago, especially when Wang Zhong and Niu Bold took turns beating him frequently, and after In some matters, Wang Zhong didn't show affection at all. He never allowed others to help Ma Renli with the work assigned to him. Ma Renli had to do it himself. Even if Ma Renli wanted to be lazy, he had no chance.

"Yes, yes, that's it, it doesn't take much effort to speed up!"

In fact, plowing the land was not difficult. Ma Renli followed him for three years and moved his hands a few times. Lao Ganbang and San Houzi also taught him a lot, but this guy was a little out of his mind.

But Wang Zhong didn't talk to him about it. He set Ma Renli how much land he had to plow every day. If he couldn't finish it and the autumn sowing was delayed, he would deduct part of the grain from him when the next summer harvest came, and distribute it equally to other people who worked harder. Team members.

Wang Zhong wasn't just talking about it, he really deducted a lot of food from Ma Renli in the first two years.

At this time, food is life, and Ma Renli didn't dare to be lazy after a few times.

After a field of autumn plowing, although Ma Renli plowed the least land, he was the heaviest one. However, after a few years, his young master's body has gradually strengthened, and he looks like a farmer. appearance.

However, Wang Zhong patted his arm and praised him: "You did a good job this time, let's continue to work hard in the future! A villager should be like a villager, don't worry about this and that."

"Didn't you teach this?" Ma Renli forced a smile.

"You don't need to flatter, it's better to do the job well than anything else."

"Also, your interest in observing the weather is good, keep going."

"You have performed well during this period, come to my house tomorrow after dinner, and I will give you some rewards." Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"Reward?" Ma Renli was very surprised: "What reward!"

"Aren't you particular about what you eat? I'll make one for you tomorrow!"

Ma Renli's eyes lit up, and he swallowed subconsciously.

Why did he work so hard? Apart from being afraid that Wang Zhong would deduct his food, he also tasted the dishes made by Wang Chong. The same goes for steamed buns.

In the afternoon of the next day, Ma Renli couldn't wait to come to Wang Zhong's house. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he heard the sound of chatting in the house. After entering the door, he found that all the members of the second group had arrived.

Han Chunmei and Mrs. Jin Hua cut the meat, and the other washed the vegetables. Wang Zhong stood in front of the chopping board and kneaded the dough. Looking at the piece of pork belly under Han Chunmei's hand, which weighed at least two catties, Ma Renli couldn't help swallowing.

"What is this for?" Ma Renli asked curiously.

"Guess!" Wang Zhong pretended to be mysterious.

Ma Renli looked at the shiitake mushrooms, day lily, and minced garlic and ginger that Mrs. Jinhua was cleaning, and couldn't help but look up at Wang Zhong who was kneading noodles: "You don't mean to make fried noodles, do you?"

"Try it later and see if it tastes like the one you ate in Beiping."

"Here comes the firewood!" While they were talking, the three monkeys came in with freshly chopped firewood, squeezed Ma Renli aside, and shouted, "Leave me alone! Don't stand in the way."

While lighting the fire, the three monkeys said, "If you have nothing to do, go to the backyard and help the old man chop wood."

"I..." Ma Renli didn't know how to refute.

"The water in the jar is almost used up, why don't Brother Renli go to the well and fetch a few loads of water?" Han Chunmei said.

"Okay! I'll go right away!" Ma Renli smiled and rushed out immediately.

The three monkeys raised the fire, and the pork belly had been chopped by Han Chunmei. Wang Zhong put the urn upside down on the chopping board to wake it up, walked to the stove, scooped water to wash the pot, cleaned it, and waited for the pot to dry up.

Picking up the pottery oil pot on the seasoning shelf on the wall, while pouring oil into the pot, he said to the three monkeys, "Look carefully, if you want to make this fried sauce, you can't use less oil, but you can't have too much oil." .”

"Bring the minced meat!"

"Brother, here!" The three monkeys quickly brought the cut meat to Wang Zhong.

"It's best to use this kind of fat and thin pork belly to make fried sauce." While talking, Wang Zhong poured the meat into the pot, and said: "Put the fat meat first, and then add the lard after weaving out the lard." For lean meat, remember to stir fry it, and then add it when the lean meat changes color..."

It took nearly half an hour, almost an hour, for a large plate of fragrant Zhajiang to come out of the pot. Taking advantage of the time between cooking Zhajiang, Wang Zhong also rolled out the noodles and cut them out.

After the fried sauce came out of the pot, Wang Zhong added three scoops of water into the pot, put firewood under the stove, and continued to burn.

The noodles have been boiled and placed in a large basin of cold water.

A large bowl of fried sauce, a small bowl of chopped green onion, a large bowl of shabu-shabu soup, and a large bowl of noodles were placed in the middle of the Eight Immortals table, and there were three unopened bottles of Baigan in front of the men.

The six people in the second group sat around the table, Wang Zhong was still in the first place, the aroma of fried sauce filled the whole room, except for Wang Zhong, no one was able to take their eyes off the plate of tempting fried sauce exuding aroma on the kang table .

As Wang Zhong opened the scene, two female comrades, Mrs. Jinhua and Han Chunmei, took the bowls and chopsticks to sandwich the noodles from the basin, and delivered them to everyone in turn.

"Our Mutual Aid Group has been established for three years now. Although it is mainly due to God's favor and good weather every year, it is also inseparable from our concerted efforts and hard work. This year's summer and autumn harvests are both bumper harvests. We The per capita output of the second group is also the first in the village. If there is too much, we will not talk about it. Next, we must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and we must not be complacent.

"I won't talk too much, everyone has opened their bellies to eat today!"

"I've been hungry all day, let's eat noodles first, then drink."

"Renli, try it and see how it compares to the one you ate in Beiping."

Each person poured a large spoonful of fried sauce on the noodles, and after mixing well, except for Ma Renli and Wang Zhong, the other four couldn't wait to stuff the noodles into their mouths.

"too delicious!"

"fragrant!"

"It's so delicious!"

"I have never eaten such delicious noodles since I was a child!" The three monkeys were so touched that they almost pissed.

Ma Renli was a bit gentle at the beginning, but when he ate the noodles, his eyes widened immediately, with a shocked expression on his face, and then, like everyone else, he quickly put the noodles into his mouth, gulping chewing.

Without him!

Two words: delicious.

"Eat slowly, don't worry."

Seeing how everyone was devouring it, Wang Zhong couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and poured himself a bowl of wine leisurely.

"Brother, don't drink alone! We have to respect you first!" The three monkeys saw that Wang Chong had just poured wine for themselves, and immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks, poured a bowl for themselves, and returned it to the old man next to him. Gan stick also poured a bowl.

Ma Renli poured himself a bowl.

"Wait, wait!" Seeing that the three men were going to toast Wang Zhong, Mrs. Jinhua quit: "Although I am a lesbian, it's not that I can't drink. I have been doing it for several years, and the days seem to be getting better and better. Although I am a woman, I know how to be grateful, and I have to respect the captain."

Speaking of which, Mrs. Jinhua had already taken the bottle of Baigan from Ma Renli, went to get a bowl from the cupboard, and poured a bowl for herself.

Seeing this, Han Chunmei also took a bowl and poured a bowl.

Mrs. Jin Hua stood up and picked up the wine bowl, and said to Wang Zhong: "Captain, don't talk too much, it's all in the wine, I'll toast you a bowl."

Han Chunmei, the old man, and the three monkeys got up one after another, holding up the wine bowls, just like the same.

Wang Zhong also stood up, picked up the wine bowl, and said: "I have received everyone's wishes, let's not talk about polite words, this life has to go on, and we have to continue to work together in the future to bring the production together. Do it well, and live a good life."

"Let's work together to do a good job in production and live a good life!"

"Done!"

"Done!"

After a few words, everyone became agitated, brought the wine bowls to their mouths, and drank them all in one gulp.

The meal brought the hearts of the two groups closer together.

The farmer who has been nested in Maixiangling for several years has slowly dissipated the murderous spirit accumulated in "Swordsmen in Shuangji Town" and the previous years when he returned home.

With more and more dungeon worlds and experience, Wang Zhong’s pursuit is not so high. It’s okay to learn from Mr. Wuliu and live the days of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely. Don't have an experience.

In the past few years, apart from doing a few sets of boxing exercises every night to practice weapons, Wang Zhong has practiced less pile skills. However, the two hours of exhaling and practicing Qi in the middle of the night have never fallen, and the accumulated true Qi in his body It also became more and more profound, Wang Zhong faintly felt as if he had touched a bottleneck, and maybe he could make a breakthrough after practicing for a few more months.

After the autumn sowing is over, in the mountain land reserved by the family, you can also grow some vegetables for your own food. The most grown radish in the village is because radish can last for a long time as long as it is stored properly.

(End of this chapter)