Start as a farmer from an ordinary world

Chapter 155

"Damn, this horse riding is bullying honest people!" Liu Xiangyang was very aggrieved from the beginning to the end.If the ratings were all the same, no matter how strict, he wouldn't say anything.

"No way, farmers sell grain like this, so I will let you go out later." Wang Manyin also felt a little helpless.In fact, no matter what era, honest people are the wronged party.

There is no disadvantage in being an honest person... This is purely to deceive fools.

Just like the popular saying on the Internet in later generations: When we were young, our parents taught us to be honest.Only when I grow up do I realize that this society does not need honest people.

Some things can't be changed, you can only choose to adapt.

"Okay, let's see how we deal with these gangsters." Shang Zhimin also followed at the moment, and said angrily.Since beating Zhao Jianhai violently, he has become much more courageous.

At this time, Wang Lianshun happened to come over to check the grade inspection.Hearing this, he hurriedly warned: "Don't really fight, just scare and scare."

Wang Lianshun only wanted a few educated youths to help complete the task of delivering public grain, and he didn't want to cause a big mess at the grain station.

It's really troublesome, a few educated youths may be fine, but he will definitely be criticized.

Several people chatted and waited, and it was almost noon when they were finally lined up.

The grain inspector took iron pliers and stabbed the sack hard, then took a few grains of wheat, chewed them twice, and said, "Who is in charge of you, the captain?"

"The captain has gone to shit, tell me what's the matter." According to the previous discussion, Liu Xiangyang responded aloud.

Wang Lianshun and Wang Manyin stood beside them silently, just waiting for a few educated youths to respond.

"The moisture in the grain is too high and there are many impurities. It needs to be pulled back to dry again, and then go through a sieve again..."

Hearing this, Shang Zhimin immediately yelled: "Do you know how to inspect grain when riding a horse? If there are impurities, we admit it. This wheat has been dried in the village for three days, and it crunches when bitten. How can it be high in moisture!"

Now the rural wheat farms are all yellow land, and the wheat is spread out to dry on it, so it must contain certain impurities.

"You have the final say or I have the final say, so much nonsense. Don't block the way, pull back!" Hearing that the other party's words were not clean, the grain inspector immediately became angry.

"Fuck, shit, who are you talking nonsense about?" Shang Zhimin was furious, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed the other person's clothes.

Seeing this, the remaining educated youths quickly surrounded them.

As for Wang Manyin and Wang Lianshun, they will continue to be good eaters.

"What, what are you doing, you dare to hit people?" Seeing so many people surrounding him, the grain inspector's voice became much weaker.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other grain inspectors rushed over too.

The farmers selling grain around them also gathered around to watch the excitement.

"Little comrade, speak up if you have something to say, it's wrong to hit someone, let him go quickly."

"This is a grain station, don't make trouble!"

Shang Zhimin had sharp teeth, and immediately retorted: "It's easy to beat him! We pulled it here on a hot day, and the food was scorched in the sun. Is there something wrong with this man's mouth, and he can't tell the dry from the wet? Just a few words Let's pull it back? Who deliberately caused trouble."

"Yes, that's right, if this matter is not resolved, we will go to the commune!!" Liu Xiangyang yelled.

Looking at the clothes of a few people and listening to their accents, the grain inspectors didn't know their identities.

The first senior grain inspector looked around and said with a smile, "Little comrades, you are here to pay the grain, where is the captain?"

"The captain went to shit, and you just say that the food is not up to standard." Liu Xiangyang didn't answer the other party's words at all.

"We are also responsible for food safety. The degree of dryness and wetness of each bag of grain is different, and there will inevitably be errors in the rating. Do you think this is good? Change another bag of grain and let me check it myself."

While talking, the man took out an iron stick and tied it on the sack.

Then he put it in his mouth, bit it, and nodded with a smile: "Look, this bag is very dry, without any impurities, grade one! Hurry up and make an order!"

Seeing this, Wang Lianshun whispered excitedly: "Your method really works. It's the first time I've been rated higher than the first grade after I've paid the rations for more than ten years."

On the contrary, some onlookers were very annoyed and muttered in a low voice: "I'm so scared, little ghosts are afraid of evil people. Our village should also let the educated youths come to sell food..."

Several grain inspectors just pretended not to hear, and turned around and approached the scales one after another.

Hearing this, many production team leaders nearby were also moved, and decided to let the educated youths in the village come forward when the autumn grain was handed over.

After the weighing is complete, it's time for Wang Manyin to exert his strength.

Now the food is packed in sacks, each bag is about [-] catties.Wang Manyin stepped on the seesaw and poured it into the granary, without asking Liu Xiangyang and the others to help, just carried the thousand catties by himself.

After paying the public grain smoothly, Wang Lianshun did not break his promise, and directly exchanged the extra twenty or thirty catties of wheat for food stamps, and then took a few people to the state-run restaurant for dinner.

Each person has three big meat buns and a bowl of mixed noodles, which is a reward for their hard work today.

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After paying the public rations, the commune members can finally eat new wheat.

Because it is the middle of the year, there is no way to make final accounts in the team, so we can only distribute some food in advance according to the population and labor points.Calculated, each person in the second team can share five catties of wheat.

For members, this is a precious thing.Many households grind two catties of wheat, and after steamed noodle buns are eaten, the leftovers are saved for later entertaining guests.

The buns steamed from the new wheat noodles are fragrant and delicious. According to the villagers, they are also delicious when made into donkey buns.In particular, take a garlic clove, add a few drops of sesame oil to make garlic juice, and then eat it with steamed buns, which is even more delicious.

After harvesting the wheat, the commune members still have no free time.Next, we must hurry up to plow the wheat fields and plant autumn crops as soon as possible.

This year, the weather has been good from the harvest of the wheat to the delivery of public grain.

However, "in June, the face of a child changes as soon as it changes." In the afternoon, everyone was busy in the fields under the sun. In a blink of an eye, the sky was dark and windy, and the clouds were getting thicker and thicker.

After a while, the surrounding area turned yellow.

Seeing this situation, Wang Lianshun's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked everyone to pack up their farm tools and go home.

There are yellow clouds in the sky, either heavy rain or hail.When people rushed to the village, the big raindrops began to fall down.

But for the villagers, it was a rare good rain, at least the autumn crops planted could sprout.

When it was getting dark, water began to accumulate on the ground.

The dirt road next to the field turned into yellow mud soup, rolling and flowing towards the river ditch, and finally flowed to the Dongshan Mao earth dam.Wang Manyin was a little worried, wondering whether the members of the second team of Guanzi Village, who had worked so hard for more than two months, could withstand the baptism of the torrential rain.

But seeing the darkness, he couldn't go over to check it, so he could only pray silently in his heart.

Taking advantage of the rain, no outsiders would come to the consignment point, so Wang Manyin planned to bake egg pancakes at home.

Who knew that he had just picked up the bowl and ate two pancakes, when he heard urgent shouts from the rain outside, followed by his own rhubarb.

Wang Manyin didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly put on a plastic sheet and went out.

A bright light came from the dark night, and Wang Lianshun's figure could be seen dimly.Beside him, there were still a few people standing.

"Uncle Lian Shun, what happened?" Wang Manyin hurried over and asked.

As a result, he was too fast when he came off the court, and he almost fell and gnawed on the mud.

When he got closer, Wang Manyin realized that Wang Yanqiang was also coming, with a person on his back, who looked like Shang Zhimin.The other party didn't move, only grunting occasionally.

Liu Xiangyang held an umbrella to cover Shang Zhimin from the rain, while another educated youth, Xie Liansheng, held a flashlight to protect him on the other side.

"Shang Zhimin has an accident and needs to be sent to the hospital immediately. There is no way to set up a car on this dirt road, so we can only carry it on our backs."

Wang Lianshun hurriedly explained.

Seeing how wet their bodies were, Wang Manyin hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, I'll get a few more plastic bags when I get home, so you don't get caught in the rain and everyone gets sick."

His family opened a consignment store, and every time they bought goods, they carried salt in bags, so there was no shortage of plastic bags.

After explaining to Lanhua, Wang Manyin hurried back with a few plastic bags.Then he replaced Wang Yanqiang and carried Shang Zhimin on his back to the Shigejie Health Center.

It was raining and the road was slippery, and even Wang Manyin walked cautiously, not daring to take big strides at all.

After walking a certain distance, he remembered to ask: "What happened to Shang Zhimin, fainted suddenly?"

"Too much..." Liu Xiangyang said awkwardly.

"What did you say?"

Wang Manyin thought that the other party was coddling him every day, how could it be like this if he ate too much?
"I really ate too much..."

On rainy days, the educated youths had nothing to do in the cave, so they discussed what to have for dinner in the evening.It just so happened that during the day, someone from the village sent a few catties of leeks, and there was still half a jar of lard residue at home. They decided to make dumplings for dinner at night.

It was also Shang Zhimin who had an itchy mouth. When the dumplings were wrapped and put in the pot, he said that he could finish the whole pot by himself.

Several educated youths expressed disbelief when they heard this.The dumpling leaves are hand-rolled by them, and the dough is relatively thick. A dumpling weighs half as much as two.

There were a hundred or so big dumplings in the pot, barely enough to feed three people.

The two sides became more and more deadlocked, and finally decided to bet.

If Shang Zhimin can finish the dumplings in the pot, he won't have to cook for the next month.

If you can't finish it, you can cook half-moon meals for others.

Things were a bit unexpected, Shang Zhimin shook off his cheeks and ate them fiercely, eating up half of the pot of dumplings.Back at the end, the dumplings reached my throat, and my mouth was drooling.

Everyone admired it extremely and cheered for it one after another.

Later, Shang Zhimin said that he was a little full and wanted to rest against the wall for a while.

The others didn't care and continued to eat dumplings.

While eating, everyone heard Shang Zhimin humming, and hurried over to check, only to find that something was wrong.This guy's mouth was drooling, his eyeballs rolled up, and he couldn't speak.

So everyone hurried to the village to find someone, and hurriedly ran out of the village with their backs on their backs.

"You guys are so idle..."

After listening to Liu Xiangyang's narration, Wang Manyin didn't know what to say.

But when I think about it, I feel normal. Nowadays, people generally lack food, so most of the betting is related to food.Not long ago, he heard someone say that someone in Xiashan Village said that he could eat two catties of ginger in one sitting, and his companions also expressed disbelief.

So the two sides made a bet, and the bet was half a catty of oil buns.

As a result, the other party really ate two catties of ginger, forcing his companion to go to the commune restaurant to buy oil buns.

(End of this chapter)