Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 18 Xiao Baozi goes to the city to choose rice ([-])
San Gouzi was talking happily, but Xiao Xian's little head didn't move very much, showing a lack of interest on his face.

Seeing this, Zhu Shijun laughed and cursed: "When this kid first entered the mountain, he even made a fuss when he saw a small stream."

As everyone knows, "Zhu Xiaoxian" at that time was still a standard urban kid with the concept of "strawberries grow on trees, and rice and leeks are born by the same mother".

The current Zhu Xiaoxian was born in Yuntengmen, not to mention the fairy mountains and green screens surrounding the eyes, and the birds singing like the sound of nature.If you take a river from the corner of the mountain, pebbles can be found in the water, and you will lose interest in the beautiful mountains and rivers next to it.

The reason why the Chishui River is famous, in addition to the fact that "the Red Army crossed the Chishui four times", is also known to the Chinese, and another source is that the Chishui River is the mother river of more than a dozen famous wines in China, including Maotai Langjiu.Anyone who is good at wine and understands wine has endless admiration for this river.

More than 20 years ago, the army of Zhushi passed through the Chishui River and stayed in Maotai Town for a few days.Ten years in Hedong and ten years in Hexi, 20 years later, when he looks at Chishui River again, and Chishui River looks at him again, it will be two vicissitudes.

The truck drove fast, and the mountain wind hit Zhu Shijun in the face.The majestic mountains on both sides are like stars moving, passing by the eyes of the old man non-stop. In autumn, the local rain is abundant and the river is very fast. The red maple leaves are swirling in the crimson river eddies, and the truck is in the arms of the mountains. Spin around.

"Xiao Xian, grandpa will tell you about the origin of the Chishui River." Zhu Shijun ate a few mouthfuls of Chishui River wind, his face flushed as if he had drunk wine, and told the story.

San Gouzi on the side first raised his ears and listened sentence after sentence. When Zhu Shijun told the story, his speed was neither light nor slow, and his voice was as mellow and powerful as famous wine. Everyone was mesmerized.

The next one-hour drive ended quickly with the twists and turns of the Chishui River and the narration of Zhu Shijun.It was probably before ten o'clock in the morning, and the truckload of people from Zhuge Village had arrived at the destination of their trip, Baijia Ancient Town.

The village head got down from the cart and said loudly to the villagers, "I remember it all, the big ones take care of the small ones, and if you leave relatives and don't go back tonight, I'll write your name. Before three o'clock in the afternoon, you won't wait until it's time." .” When it came.The village chief nodded, and Mr. Xiao Xianzhu was included, and there were 28 people in one car.There were twelve people who left their relatives and entered the county seat. The people who left just vacated space to pile up the things the villagers bought back. Each person could be allocated a stacking area the size of a basket.If it was changed to catch a big market, San Gouzi's car would not be enough.

"Grandpa, is it okay for you to take Xiaoxian by yourself?" Among the 20 people, only the village chief came to handle business. Go to the town government to see if the money can be distributed as soon as possible.

"It's okay, I'll just go to the grain purchasing station in the town to see if there are suitable rice seeds, and then take Xiao Xian for a walk around the town, have a cup of tea and go back." Zhu Shijun entrusted the village chief's wife to buy I bought some fresh fruits, vegetables, meat and fish, inquired about the address of the grain purchase station, and took Xiaoxian to find it.

Baijia Ancient Town is located at the junction of southern Yunnan and northern Guizhou. It is an ancient town with a history of 600 years. The area of ​​Yunnan and Guizhou is populated by a few famous and Han people, and Baijia Ancient Town is no exception.Before and after liberation, it was less affected by the war, and the local style of the ancient town of Ming and Qing Dynasties was well preserved.Seven years ago, it was designated as a national-level group of ancient towns by the State Council. In the past few years, driven by tourism, the town has also become prosperous.

Sangouzi's truck was parked at the entrance of the town, and Zhu Shijun led Xiaoxian through a stone gate with many traces. There was a century-old tree planted at the entrance of the town, which Zhu Shijun said was called Baiyu.

Xiao Xian took a few glances, and she was sure now that with the help of Tiepin Dimension, she could only see through the information of trees less than 50 years old at most, and she was helpless when she got on a century-old tree.

The grandpa and grandson walked forward, and there were broad-leaved banana trees planted everywhere in the town. Unfortunately, the banana season was over, and we could not see the beautiful scenery of clusters of yellow bananas hanging on the branches.Banana trees can't block the stilted buildings built along the street, and most of the buildings are older than Zhu Shijun.

After walking a few steps along the narrow stone street in Baijia Ancient Town, the street became lively.Xiaoxian saw a lot of Miao people and a few familiar villagers, food and use filled his eye sockets.The fish just picked up from the Chishui River, the blood-streaked pork, the chicken, duck and goose eggs piled up like hills, and the flowers brought from around Yunnan, such a narrow stone street constitutes a Not a small market place.

After squeezing through the crowd, some sweat broke out on Xiaoxian's forehead, Zhu Shijun saw it, took out a handkerchief, and wiped her face.

"Aren't you tired? After passing this street is the seed station. Let's go to a small shop next to the street to eat some sour soup dishes. You haven't eaten authentic Miao cuisine since you've been in Guizhou for so long?" Shi Jun touched Xiao Xian's head, and said very kindly, Xiao Xian has really grown up in the past few months.When I got to the street, I looked around, but I didn't bother to buy anything.

At the end of Stone Street is the local grain purchasing station.The autumn harvest has just ended, and some damp millet is still drying outside the grain purchase station that has been busy for a long time. There is a middle-aged woman kneading melon seeds sitting at the door. red.

"Hey, don't step on the millet, let's talk about you." The middle-aged woman is the director of the local purchasing station. She practiced a loud voice when she quarreled with the farmers to collect grain. Xiaoxian's feet were still seven or eight steps away from the drying rice. Well, she yelled.

"Lesbians, we are here to buy rice seeds. Please check if there are any suitable rice seeds in the station. We will buy them at a good price." Zhu Shijun knew about the grain purchase station. Seeds are produced from time to time, and millet is harvested in autumn harvest. It is reasonable to not buy and sell grain seeds.Regardless of the small background in the station, the local residents who are greedy for small and cheap things can buy good grain seeds with a little money.

After hearing this, the middle-aged woman sucked and spat out all the melon seed husks in her hand on the drying rice, "Forget you asked the right person, I still have some freshly harvested Thai fragrant rice." The seeds are to be used as experimental fields in the town, and I heard that the yield per mu is over a thousand catties. I can sell you a bag, but it will cost one hundred and one bags."

The middle-aged woman tapped the corner of the wall with her fingers, revealing golden grain seeds in a homespun bag.

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