Era: I was a farmer at the foot of Yaoling Mountain

Chapter 98: Handing over the pigs and visiting the Sanqing Temple

"Lao San, you'd better go. I'm afraid Hu Zi can't handle it. I heard there's a new inspector at the commune who's very difficult to deal with, and the pig grades are generally lower than in previous years."

Uncle Wu refused and insisted that Fang Wei go with him.

His reasons were quite sufficient. Handing over live pigs was a mandatory task, and being graded one level lower would be a big disadvantage.

Fang Wei had no choice but to agree to go with his uncle the day after tomorrow before his uncle let him go.

On the day, the breeding team's hand tractor set out, carrying seven pigs, and drove towards the commune with a "thump thump" sound.

Uncle Wu was old, so Fang Wei let him follow the car, and he rode his bicycle and followed with Zheng Hu on his back.

It is much more convenient with a tractor. Deng Yuanen’s driving skills are now impeccable and he has long become a qualified hand tractor driver.

When we got to the farm, we saw that there were quite a few production teams waiting to hand in their pigs, so we had to queue. So, we lined up, and we figured we could get it done before noon.

Fang Wei, Zheng Hu and others gathered together to chat. People who had completed their tasks passed by and kept muttering to themselves.

"This new inspector is amazing. His eyes are sharp, but he's also stubborn and nothing I say will work."

"Haha, such a fierce girl will never get married."

Only then did Fang Wei realize that the new inspector was a woman.

He touched the two packs of cigarettes in his trouser pocket and felt a little worried. The other person was a woman. Was it appropriate to give her cigarettes?

The team kept moving forward, and finally it was Fang Wei and his friends' turn.

The female inspector walked towards them. Fang Wei was stunned for a moment when he saw her, and then he smiled happily.

"Sister Yufen, they said there was a new inspector. I didn't expect it to be you."

"I just got transferred here, and Lingling is also working, you know? She's lucky enough to get a job at the County Commercial Bureau."

Jiang Yufen also saw Fang Wei and a smile appeared on her face.

She had a very good impression of her sister's classmate, who had helped her a lot during difficult times.

However, it was working hours now, so she exchanged a few words with the other party and then got back to work.

Personal relationships are personal relationships, but work matters cannot be neglected. This is her usual style.

The next step is weighing and grading. Live pigs are divided into 12 grades. If the meat yield per 77 jin of live pigs can reach 1, it can be classified as grade 55.32, and the purchase price is yuan ( jin).

The meat yield per 55 jin of live pigs reaches 12, the positioning is 37.8th level, and the purchase price is yuan ( jin).

There is still a big difference, not only in price, but also in the calculation of the task to be submitted based on the amount of meat produced, not by the head.

Jiang Yufen inspected them very carefully; they naturally had their own set of standards for this work. But even with a critical eye, all seven pigs sent by Fang Wei and his team met the Grade 7 standard.

"The pigs you handed in have all been rated as Grade 1. Take your tickets and go collect your money. Fang Wei, I'm busy today. I'll come see you when I'm free."

Jiang Yufen quickly issued an invoice, which indicated key information such as the pig grade and weight.

Then she greeted Fang Wei with a smile and went to check the pigs of the next family.

The total weight of the seven pigs was 7 kilograms, and the money earned was 1560 yuan, which was another large income for the team.

"Third brother, be careful on the way back. I'm afraid someone might plot against you."

Zheng Hu had never seen so much money before. All the small changes added up to a big bag, and he immediately felt guilty.

"It's okay, I have a gun."

Fang Wei brought a hunting rifle, wrapped it in sackcloth and hung it on the crossbar of the bicycle.

In addition, there were three axes under Deng Yuanen's seat, and it was broad daylight now. How could such a coincidence happen?

They found a place to clean up the tractor, and Fang Wei, Uncle Wu, and Zheng Hu all got on the tractor, and put their bicycles inside. The tractor rumbled back without stopping.

What Zheng Hu was worried about never happened, and everyone returned to the team smoothly.

Fang Wei and his uncle went to the team to pay the fee, while Zheng Hu and Deng Yuanen hurried home to eat. It was already past lunchtime, and they were already hungry.

After paying the money, Fang Wei also returned home to eat.

"Old Three, did you ask when the team will slaughter the pigs?"

Fang Ping had already eaten. He sat in the main room, took out his pipe, and smoked happily, but his mind was thinking about slaughtering the pig.

"The captain said we should kill two pigs for the Mid-Autumn Festival so that everyone can have a good time."

Fang Wei put down his bowl and chopsticks and replied.

After the team completed the pig-raising task, there were still 18 pigs left. The sows that were about to give birth had to be kept, and the other 14 pigs could be processed at any time.

A few New Year pigs should be kept, two will be slaughtered during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the rest can be sold at that time.

Pigs can be slaughtered when they grow to 200 to 220 kilograms. Continuing to raise them is not cost-effective and is a waste of feed.

"That's great, everyone is craving meat."

Last night, the two children suddenly said they wanted to eat pork, either bacon or fresh pork.

We don’t raise pigs at home, so it’s rare to find people selling pork at the market. We even need meat tickets to go to the butcher shop, so we only eat pork a few times a year.

Everyone's eyes are on the pigs in the [pig farm], but the captain has the final say on when to slaughter the pigs.

Fang Ping got a satisfactory answer, so he stopped talking and continued to smoke leisurely.

Fang Wei then returned to his room. After Tian Guihua had fed the chickens, ducks and puppy, he put away the chicken and duck eggs.

I went out today and came back with two chicken eggs and two duck eggs.

Time flies.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is here in a blink of an eye.

Early that morning, the team slaughtered two pigs, and the members came to the threshing ground to line up and wait for their share of the meat.

On average, each person can get about 2 kilograms of pork, not calculated based on work points, but the breeding group can get more, with each person getting about 3 kilograms on average.

The members had no objections. On the one hand, under the leadership of Fang Wei, the breeding team had solved everyone's food problem. What was the big deal about giving them a little more pork?
On the other hand, the [pig farm] has achieved remarkable results since it was handed over to the breeding team for management.

Everyone has a record in their heart, and no one is a fool.

However, some people are happy while others are unhappy, and some of the resettled people are unhappy.

They can only get 1 kilogram of pork, but the key point is that people like Luo Gong, Wen Gong, Gao Qingshan and others can enjoy the treatment of the breeding team.

We are all diverted and resettled people, so why should they get more?
Some people were dissatisfied on the spot and questioned Zheng Xianfa why he treated them differently.

"Treat me differently? Don't you think about what you've contributed to the team? You guys are at the bottom of the team in terms of work points, and you're not good at anything. I'm lucky enough to be able to support you.

Look at Engineers Wen and Luo, they never complain about the hard work and take such good care of the ducks for the team. And then there's Lao Gao, who not only helps the team cultivate economic forest seedlings but also teaches us by example, cultivating technical talent.

Don't just focus on who gets how much; compare who's made the most contributions and who's been working tirelessly. As for who's always cheating, everyone has a clear eye. If you don't agree, let everyone tell you.

Zheng Xianfa got angry. Although the second team had the largest number of people assigned to it, he didn't say anything.

To put it bluntly, these people are just passers-by, not members of the team. It's good enough that they can make you stutter.

He never treated these people unfairly, but he also didn't worship them like ancestors.

When the members heard this, they all accused those people, saying that they were ungrateful. Qi Feng and Wang Shicheng were very honest and hid in the back without saying anything, so no one targeted them.

Those people were attacked by the crowd and ran back to the dormitory in shame, carrying a pound of pork.

When it was Fang Wei's turn, the team gave him 5 kilograms of meat.

In reality, it's impossible to distribute according to work completely. If someone else gets 2 kilograms of pork and you take 20 kilograms, what will they think, even if they don't say anything?

Fang Wei didn't mind. He would take whatever was given to him and would never argue about whether it was more or less.

Fang Ping had three catties of pork, Tian Guihua had two catties, and the two children each had one catty. Together, they had eleven catties, enough for the Fang family to have a good holiday.

In the evening, Tian Guihua cooked braised pork. The pork she was given today was quite fatty, with almost 5 kilograms of pork belly alone.

Braised pork with dried beans is absolutely delicious. Taotao and Tingting kept circling around the kitchen after smelling the aroma.

In addition, Fang Wei also killed a duck.

It is a local custom to eat [fried blood duck] during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The next time we can eat it will probably be during the Chinese New Year.

After Fang Wei had eaten and drunk his fill, he brought Guan Chongyang a bowl of [braised pork], a bowl of [fried blood duck], and a pot of sweet potato wine.

He had called the old man before, but the old man refused to go. He had no choice but to serve the dishes and put them in the pot to keep them warm before eating, and then find time to go there.

"Third brother, can you spare some time to go up the mountain with me in a few days?"

Guan Chongyang ate and drank at the same time, looking very satisfied.

Afterwards, he made a request to Fang Wei, asking him to accompany him to the mountains.

"God, don't you see how old you are? Going up the mountain? Can you walk well?"

Fang Wei laughed out loud. Although Uncle Guan was in good health, he was already 70 years old, and it would be difficult for him to travel through mountains and rivers.

He simply couldn't figure out what the other party was doing.

"Walk slowly, it should be fine. Third brother, I want to go see my junior brother. He has been practicing in seclusion in the mountains for many years. I have been dreaming about him recently, and I have to see him to feel at ease."

Guan Chongyang was not joking, he really had something to do.

One of his fellow apprentices was practicing in a Taoist temple on the mountain. He came here once a few years ago, but there has been no news of him in recent years.

The two of them had a good relationship and were both free-spirited people, so he didn't take it seriously at first.

But after dreaming about his junior brother repeatedly, he became a little uneasy and insisted on going to see him.

"Well, let me get ready. By the way, old man, do you know the way? Approximately how far is it?"

The old man's reasons were very convincing, and Fang Wei couldn't continue to stop him.

So I agreed and casually asked about the specific situation.

There are several Taoist temples in the county, and I don’t know which one the other party is talking about.

"The Taoist temple where Junior Brother practices is called Sanqing Temple. It's not very famous, but it's a true place for pure cultivation.

It's located deep in the Yaoling Mountains. For an ordinary person, it would take about a whole day to travel one way."

Guan Chongyang intentionally didn't mention any specific information just now, for fear that Fang Wei would refuse to go after knowing it.

The one-way trip takes a whole day and is a long journey.

Fang Wei couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this, but since he had already promised the old man, he couldn't go back on his word and could only make more preparations.

Bring some medicine powder with you to repel mosquitoes, insects and snakes, relieve labor pains and fever, and reduce inflammation and heat. You might need it.

In addition, you must bring weapons, as well as clean water, dry food, etc.

He originally wanted to find a companion, but Zheng Hu and the others were too weak in the mountains. Taking them with him would be like adding another burden, so he had to give up.

the next day.

After Fang Wei got up, he started to get busy and told his elder brother about it.

I didn’t expect that my elder brother knew about the “Sanqing Temple”.

"My parents went there when they were still alive. I heard from them that it's a small Taoist temple, but it has a long history, hundreds of years since it was built. Grandpa Guan is very old, so you have to be careful along the way."

Fang Ping actually felt that Guan Chongyang shouldn't go so far, but after hearing Fang Wei's explanation, he stopped trying to persuade him.

But I was wondering in my heart whether I should accompany the third brother and the others on this trip tomorrow?
He is different from Fang Wei. Fang Wei has a lot of free time, but he has to work, so he doesn't have that much free time.

"Big brother, third brother, they are all here."

Just then, Pan Lianhua walked in from outside.

She missed Fang Wei a little, so she found an excuse to come and see him, and brought some bamboo shoots, mushrooms, and a jar of honey.

These are the specialties of the Yao village, and she wants Fang Weiyi and his family to try them.

Fang Wei stopped what he was doing and talked to the girl, and then mentioned that he would accompany Uncle Guan to the "Sanqing Temple" tomorrow.

When Pan Lianhua heard this, she begged the other party to take her with her.

In her opinion, this trip would definitely be fun. She had been in the mountains and forests all day long, but she didn't know that there was a Taoist temple deep in the mountains.

Fang Wei agreed without much hesitation. Pan Lianhua was not a burden in the mountains, and his personal strength was much stronger than Zheng Hu and the others.

In addition, she also has hunting dogs, which are most suitable for exploring the way and guarding.

After hearing the conversation between the two, Fang Ping gave up the idea of following them.

Pan Lianhua rushed back to the Yao village after dinner. She needed to prepare some things and also talk to her grandfather.

A trip to the "Sanqing Temple" takes at least two days and one night. If I don't tell my grandpa, he will definitely be worried.

The next day.

Fang Weiyi took Guan Chongyang up the mountain early in the morning.

Taking a shortcut from the back mountain takes less time, but the mountain road is difficult to walk on, so enter the mountain from another direction.

Pan Lianhua was waiting for them at the "Fei Shui Tan" east of the Yao village. After the three of them met up, they continued to head deep into the mountains.

The girl was dressed very neatly today. She was accompanied by a hunting dog and had a gun on her shoulder. She looked heroic and even more beautiful than usual.

"Lotus is just cute!"

Guan Chongyang smiled and praised Pan Lianhua, which made the other party feel a little embarrassed.

Fang Wei has been paying attention to the road under his feet. This road must have been frequently walked on in the past, and some difficult places are paved with stone slabs.

Although it has been in disrepair for many years, the shadow of the road is still there.

"Old man, have you walked this road before?"

"If you follow this road southeast, you will reach Rong County in the neighboring province. However, the two places have long been connected by a highway, so this trail has been abandoned."

This road was a small path a long time ago. Vehicles could not pass through it and it was difficult for people to walk on it.

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