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Chapter 182 You ask me, who should I ask?

Shao Shixiang made a table and placed it in the middle of the yard. Zhou Jianshe took out a notebook, turned to the page about Yaowobao Village, picked up the pen and flicked it twice, "Come one by one!"

Sun Jianping sat aside, picked up a circle made of wire, and also had a handle, and "weighed" each egg handed over.

The supply and marketing cooperative has very strict requirements for collecting eggs. Those that are too small, damaged, or broken will be eliminated!

The women holding the basket looked nervously at the small thing in his hand, but they saw him pick up an egg from the basket, put it on the circle and measured it. It was big enough. Let’s look again. Are the eggshells damaged?

Shao Shixiang pulled out a book from somewhere, rolled it into a paper tube, picked up the egg and shined it in the sun. The sunlight shined through the egg, and it was clear at a glance whether the egg had become yellow or smelly.

Here, Sun Jianping passed the eggs through the "ring" and after weighing them, Zhou Jianshe recorded the name of the householder and the weight of the eggs in the account book, and then gave cash at the price of 60 cents per catty.

After handing over the eggs, the women counted the few thin notes with rare smiles on their faces. They carefully put their wallets into handkerchiefs and pockets, pressing them nervously to avoid losing them.

Shao Shixiang put the collected eggs into the water rice dumplings, put one layer on them, then spread a layer of grass, and then another layer of eggs, like stacking Arhats. After a while, two water rice dumplings were filled.

Seeing that the eggs in Yaowobao Village were almost gone, Zhou Jianshe packed up his things, carefully carried the rice dumplings filled with eggs onto the carriage, and left the small village at Shao Shixiang's instructions, heading to the next village.

Even though the requirements for collecting eggs are very strict, the women still welcome their arrival. Firstly, the villages live far away from each other and there is a lack of effective transportation, so it is very laborious to go to the supply and marketing cooperative; secondly, Just around the corner, it’s the busy spring plowing season. Men, women, old and young are all busy at work, taking care of the crops. They don’t have the time or energy to go to the supply and marketing cooperative with a basket to sell eggs.

The two wandered around all morning and collected more than 300 kilograms of eggs. When they returned to the supply and marketing cooperative, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Aunt Cai helped carry the eggs into the house and picked them out one by one. The bumpy and damaged ones were picked out, and the rest were directly sealed, waiting for the next day to send a truck to collect them and supply them to the city.

Zhou Jianshe handed the account book to Director Lang. Director Lang took it over, flipped through two pages, and frowned slightly, "Yaowobao handed over 85 kilograms of eggs at this time last year. Why is it only 60 kilograms this year?"

"Director, if you ask me, who should I ask?"

Zhou Jianshe muttered angrily, Director Lang narrowed his triangular eyes, looked over the account book again, and handed it to him, "Go back, we will go to the Jushenghe Brigade tomorrow."

"Well, I'm going to go home and rest first. I'm really exhausted..." Zhou Jianshe pulled off the grass clippings on his clothes and straightened his hair in front of the mirror on the wall. He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Xiao Zhou went out to meet his partner!" Aunt Cai saw his "coquettish" behavior and teased with a smile. Zhou Jianshe raised his eyebrows, "Aunt Cai, you are out of date. If you are not the right partner, that is called 'lover'! "

"Come on, clean up the foreign words. Come here early tomorrow. There are dozens of villages around waiting to be harvested!"

"I know, you are more annoying than my mother!"

Zhou Jianshe walked out of the door in a swagger. Sun Jianping glanced at him and continued to help Aunt Cai pick out the broken eggs and put them in an enamel basin.

"You can take these broken ones back later!" Aunt Cai looked at the half-pot of broken eggs and whispered to him in a low voice. Sun Jianping waved his hand, "It will be frozen when we get home, so Aunt Cai, you should keep it!" "

Sun Jianping secretly laughed in his heart, I still have more than 300 kilograms of eggs to deal with!
"That's right... Then please pay attention to safety on your way back..."

"Ok!"

Seeing that the sun was setting towards the west, he walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative and drove the carriage all the way home.

Halfway through, he looked around and saw no one around. Sun Jianping reined in Oolongma, jumped out of the car, and took out two eggs from a small bottle. When Oolongma saw that he was going to have a snack, he narrowed his eyes and twitched his ears with joy. .

He pulled off the horse's bit, opened the egg, and poured it into the Oolong Ma's mouth. The Oolong Ma sucked the egg into its stomach with a slurp, and the cold and slightly fishy raw egg slid down its throat. The Oolong Ma felt extremely comfortable and happy. Gotta scream!
another one!
"You are so greedy..." He threw the eggshell far away with his hand, reset the horse's bit, and jumped into the carriage, "Drive!"

The Oolong horse was full of energy after eating the eggs. He pulled the cart and trotted all the way, arriving home before dark.

Old Chengtou was cooking, and Sun Jianping also secretly fed two eggs to the pregnant bay horse and green horse, and one to each of the other horses. After the horses ate the eggs, they all squinted their eyes and showed a satisfied expression.

Really delicious!
"Where is Uncle Cheng eating?" Sun Jianping pushed the door open and came in. He saw the old man guarding the blacksmith's stove. There was an enamel basin on top of which the corn batter was bubbling. He frowned slightly and took it out of his pocket. More than ten eggs are placed on the windowsill.

"You kid, what are you doing..."

Old Cheng was startled. Eggs are precious things. Who can afford them?

"Didn't I go to help the supply and marketing cooperative collect eggs? You should always keep the eggs they gave me to eat!" "This kid... doesn't forget me, an old guy, even if he has any good things. It's really..." the old man Sighing, "You still get 60 cents per catty for eggs this year?"

"Ah."

"When we were young, we fed the horses of Li Dashan's family. Their horses had to eat an egg every day. Those horses are so lucky. Our horses don't even know what eggs taste like when they grow up..."

The old man picked up two small eggs, put them in his pocket, and was about to go out to feed the red horses and green horses. Sun Jianping stopped him and said, "Uncle, you can keep it for yourself. I just fed the horses." .”

"You are still growing, and you are feeding eggs to horses..."

"Horses are the treasures of our team! They are more valuable than our eyes. If you want something delicious, you have to catch them first."

Sun Jianping thought to himself, if I keep collecting at this pace for a few more days, I'm afraid I will have to save thousands of kilograms of eggs!

How to deal with so many?

"That's right. Spring plowing is going to be very busy, so we have to count on these animals to work hard." Old Cheng turned his head and looked at the horses standing or lying outside, with a smile on his face. "Since you came here, our team's horses have been fattened up, and they are all very fat. You are our team's great hero!"

"Haha, I didn't do anything, it's all your fault..."

The old man beat two eggs, mixed them with some minced green onion, salt and soy sauce, then poured in half a bowl of water, stirred evenly with chopsticks, put it on the stove and covered it. After a while, a bowl of yellow and tender chicken cake was ready. it is done.

The two men sat around the stove, chatting over cornstarch batter and chicken cakes.

"Uncle, I heard that Nahe Farm was originally built by a kid?" Sun Jianping had long wanted to find out the details of this farm. The old man hummed, "It's a long story about that farm. A few years ago, it was probably me. In my grandfather's generation, there was a group of Korean stickmen who went there to plant rice. The Korean stickmen were not good at beating people. They were all small-eyed thieves who could do whatever they wanted, and they would do whatever they wanted, and let the people in the village catch them. In the winter, I stripped off my clothes and tied them to a tree, and whipped them with a horse whip dipped in salt water..."

The old man went off track while he was nagging.

"Farm..." Seeing that he was far off topic, Sun Jianping had no choice but to cough and interrupt the old man's words.

"Look at me, I don't have a good memory at this old age, and I speak confusingly. Then the little devil came and said that Gada had good water and soil, suitable for growing rice, so he arrested the peasants to build canals, plant rice, and even hung up a Paipai, what is the name of the Farm Reclamation Institute..."

"In those days, we were not allowed to eat rice. Anyone who ate rice would be arrested and shot. The life of a slave who subjugated his country was not life for human beings!"

As the old man spoke, he thought of his deceased wife again and wiped away his tears, "It's all in the past. What did it do? Check to see if it's time. Lao Cao and the others will have to come to class later. I'll go first." Burn the kang in the front yard to keep it from getting cold."

"Uncle, let me go!" Sun Jianping pressed down on the old man, stood up and walked out, but in his mind he was thinking about whether he should go to the paddy fields of Nahe Farm to observe how they did it.

From what Director Zou said, it seems like he can still give us some help?
He pulled a basket of firewood left by the horses and donkeys, carried it to the front room, stuffed it into the stove pit and lit it. The orange flames jumped wildly, and soon the iron pot was hot.

He picked up the water ladle and poured a lot of water into the pot, so that even if the fire was on, the temperature of the water could keep the house warm.

"Jianping, why don't you go home for dinner?" Li Xiuzhi hurriedly walked in, patted him on the shoulder and said angrily.

"I've finished eating at Uncle Cheng's place." Sun Jianping smiled apologetically, "Where's my uncle?"

"Back there, don't go to Uncle Cheng's place to eat. The old man doesn't have much rations... Are you tired of collecting eggs today?"

"good……"

Just as he was talking, Lao Cao walked in from outside, followed by a person!

Sun Jianping took a closer look and was happy!

this is not……

(End of this chapter)