Start as a farmer from an ordinary world

Chapter 59 The First New Year's Eve

After looking at the native chickens and pheasants in the space, Wang Manyin stared at the fish in the pond again.

In just over a month, those carp fry have grown to a size of three or four catties, enough to be sold.

Looking around, there are at least hundreds of black backs in Bantang, which is very attractive.

According to the original idea, Wang Manyin did not intend to sell fish any more years ago.

But it's a waste to keep it in the space all the time, it's better to exchange it for money... Recently, a lot of fry have been hatched, and enough water should be made for them.

In addition, there is not much cooking oil left at home.

The rape seeds harvested in the previous space were replanted by Wang Manyin, and it is estimated that it will take another two or three months to harvest.

It will take some time before the freedom to eat oil.

There are a few days before the Chinese New Year, and you always want to fry some oil cakes at home, right?
After thinking about it, Wang Manyin decided to take another trip to Mijia Town during the year before.

Carrying the pheasant out of the space, he brought rhubarb back home.

"Man Yin, is this our Rhubarb just caught?" Seeing the man returning with a pheasant in his hand, Lan Hua asked excitedly.

The women and aunts who came to chat on the sidelines were also full of envy.

"Walking around on the plateau just now, I happened to meet one. This guy is hiding in the grass and doesn't know how to move..." Wang Manyin replied casually.

"Well, pheasants are like this. They are very courageous. I have encountered them many times before, and they will only fly away when they get to the edge of the nest. Once I picked up a nest of wild eggs." An aunt nodded approvingly.

Hearing what the other party said, Wang Manyin didn't need to explain too much.Anyway, we can often see rhubarb "catching" pheasants and hares in the future, and it is better for the villagers to get used to it earlier.

It was almost time to cook, and several people left one after another.

There were no outsiders, and while eating, Wang Manyin mentioned that he planned to go to the Pigeon Market in Mijia Town to buy grain and oil.

Lan Hua immediately became worried, and persuaded repeatedly: "Man Yin, forget it, there is half a rabbit and a pheasant at home. It is enough for us to celebrate the New Year, and we don't need fried oil cakes."

"It's okay, there's nothing to do at home anyway, one day is enough to go back and forth."

If it wasn't too far away, and he had to sell fish, Wang Manyin even planned to take Orchid for a walk.

Speaking of which, the two have been married until now, and they haven't gone shopping with their mother-in-law yet.

However, there are opportunities in the future.

Seeing that the man had already made up his mind, Lan Hua didn't say much, only told him to be careful.

It took forty miles to go to Mijia Town, so Wang Manyin got up in the middle of the night as usual.

Taking advantage of the darkness, head straight to Mijia Town.

At the coal mine purchasing point, he met Li Ping.

The next transaction was the same as the previous two, very smooth. More than 30 fish, earning more than 100 yuan.

Wang Manyin bought ten catties of white flour, ten catties of corn grits, more than 20 catties of yellow rice, a few catties of rapeseed oil... Besides, he also bought some food at the supply and marketing agency, and got some comic books for Shaoping.

The comic strips at this time were basically drawn by masters.The picture composition is beautiful, the characters are full, and each book can be called a boutique.

Unlike the later generations, even the textbooks have cartoon characters with strange shapes, which aroused heated discussions among the people...

After finishing the New Year's shopping, Wang Manyin rushed home non-stop.

Before it was dark, he had already returned to Jars Village.

From a distance, seeing my mother-in-law and aunt looking around on the cliff, I almost became a husband-wife stone.

When Yin Man was at home before, Lan Hua didn't think so.But after walking all day today, she always feels that she has no place in her heart, and she doesn't even enjoy eating.

Since noon, Lanhua has been watching from the head of the cave dwelling.

Seeing the man returned safely, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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As the New Year approached, the air above the village finally began to waft aromas, occasionally accompanied by the sound of sporadic firecrackers.

Killing chickens, frying millet cakes, deep-fried oil cakes, making dumplings... People's food in this era is far from being comparable to that of later generations, but the taste of the new year is much stronger.

The only two mills in the village are also busy, and you can hear the sound of squeaks from morning to night, usually milled yellow rice or millet.

One pushes in front, and the other sweeps with a small broom.

Even Wang Manyin was no exception, he and Lan Hua went to the village to line up early.

The husband and wife cooperated quite tacitly, and it also made him truly experience the feeling of pushing the roller.

Baking broomcorn cakes is considered a technical job, although Wang Manyin knew it in his memory, he was not good at it.

Fortunately, there are orchids, and everything will be fine.

First of all, the millet needs to be ground into flour, then water is added to make a batter, and left to ferment overnight.

To make this kind of food also requires a special tool... a griddle.

It is a small round cake pan made of cast iron with a lid. The middle part is slightly bulged, with a diameter of about six inches, and there are three legs underneath.

This thing is used to make miscellaneous grain pancakes in other places, and it is mainly used to bake millet pancakes on the Loess Plateau.

Wait until the bottom of the griddle is heated up, apply oil on the top, and pour the batter.

Cover again and wait a few minutes for it to be cooked.

Wang Manyin's family didn't have rice flour, so he had to borrow millet batter from other people's homes.

When they arrived, they happened to meet several mothers-in-law and aunts getting together to bake broomcorn cakes.

I have to admit that no matter in later generations or now, after a woman gets married, once she drives a car, men are afraid.What a daring occasion!

These aunts and aunts roasted and tasted, discussing loudly whose "noodles" are thick and hard, and it is hard to use; whose "noodles" are soft and soft, which is not very useful...

Wang Manyin originally wanted to lay hands on Lan Hua, but he was not obedient, so he hurriedly got up and left.

After the orchids were done, he went home with the twig basket on his arm.

The finished broomcorn cakes are dried and hung on the roof beams of cave dwellings for the purpose of welcoming them.The shelf life of this thing is super long, and it can be stored for several months without breaking.

In addition to cooking, there are many other miscellaneous things, such as cleaning the cave yard, pasting window paper, haircuts and so on.

This year also pays attention to not being able to get a haircut in the first month, so people usually rush to the commune barber shop before the year.

On New Year's Eve, the Loess Plateau is called "the end of the moon", which is divided into small and large, 30 days for the big and 29 for the small.

On this day, after breakfast, people are busy pasting window grilles and couplets.

Wang Manyin's family couplet was prepared two days earlier, and he specially asked accountant Wang Fugui to help write it.This person is not only good at calculating, but also good at calligraphy.

The content is full of auspicious words with the characteristics of the times "" "Break the four old and change the customs, establish a new style and never forget the party's grace", "The four seas are turbulent, the clouds and water are angry, the five continents are shaken by wind and thunder", "There are thousands of willows in the spring breeze, [-] million Shenzhou is full of Shunyao"...

In addition to cave doors, corresponding single couplets should also be pasted on yard intersections, big trees in front of doors, stone mills, pot tables and other places.

For example, "look up to see happiness", "welcome Baifu at the door", "deep roots and luxuriant leaves" and so on.

Normally, most people eat two meals a day, but today they eat three meals.

After all, I have been busy for a year, and I always have a full meal.

There are only two people in Wang Manyin's family, so New Year's Eve is naturally easy.When it was dark, I put a pot of dumplings into the pot early.

At this time, the big horn in the village rang without warning.

It is still a familiar melody: "The sky is full of stars, and the crescent moon is shining brightly. There is a meeting in the production team, complaining and redressing grievances..."

Wang Manyin said in a very speechless voice: "Is there any mistake, the meeting is held at this time, and people will not be idle on New Year's Eve."

Lan Hua was startled when she heard that, and hurriedly dissuaded her, "Man Yin, don't dare to talk nonsense."

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid, I won't say it outside." Wang Manyin took the hand of his mother-in-law and gave an affirmative answer.

In fact, for more than half a month in the first half of the year, the big horns in the village rang almost every day, shouting for "XX".And the meetings are also very intensive, all kinds of learning and reciting, all kinds of reminiscences and sweetness.

In short, it was lively and lively, and the atmosphere was very active.

Wang Manyin originally thought that the village trumpets should stop on the [-]th day of the year.Unexpectedly, this crop is still indispensable.

"Let's eat quickly and go there earlier," Lan Hua didn't say much.

Seeing the dumplings in the pot were churning, I hurriedly added a ladle of cold water.

The dumplings stuffed with radish, with a little lard and lean meat, taste very good.

After the meal, the two locked the door and left Rhubarb to look after the house, then walked towards the breeding room compound.

Along the way, I kept seeing broken children gathering together to set off firecrackers.

They are not rich these days, so if each person can share a few firecrackers, it sounds pretty good.

(End of this chapter)