Rebirth Seven Zero Peach Blossoms

Chapter 578
This stewed lotus root was sold to Zhang San, and it sold well at the beginning.

The old lady and Xia Zhi's daughter-in-law couldn't be happier, wishing they could cook stewed lotus root all day without going to bed.

Jiang Chunliu also breathed a sigh of relief, and picked up a few joints of stewed lotus root and sent them to Yang Mingqi's house at night. Yang Mingqi went to work in the production team, and his father was at home, so he came back after telling his father what to eat.

After the pickled plums were not sold here, Chen Hongjun took the opportunity to raise the price to thirty cents a catty.

This thing can't fill your stomach, everyone just has an appetite, who is willing to spend so much money to buy this thing?

One by one, they talked to Chen Hongjun about the price several times. Chen Hongjun insisted on not lowering it. Everyone was so angry that they could only grit their teeth and buy it a few times. I couldn't help it anymore, and I didn't go to Chen Hongjun's place to buy it.

Slowly, Jiang Chunliu's stewed lotus root is making more and more money. Apart from cooking and washing clothes, the old lady and Xia Zhi's wife are busy in Jiang Chunliu's kitchen at other times.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of August, and the busy farming was finally over.

The atmosphere in the village is getting worse and worse. Xingcheng's daughter-in-law occasionally comes to sit and talk about things in the village, frowning all day long.

Jiang Chunliu had a hunch that this time the field must be divided.

Sure enough, as soon as the work in the field was finished, many people went to the gate of the village committee and sat there.

Some of these people were surnamed Huang and Jiang. They would come and sit before dawn every day, and they would go home to eat after dark at night. At noon, the children of the family brought meals to them.

"I heard that during the busy farming season, everyone is exhausted and scrambling to work. Many people are doing foreign labor. Sometimes they have a stomachache, and sometimes they want to drink water when they are thirsty. Everyone is angry." Xiazhi's wife said.

The old lady was also dissatisfied: "That's really too lazy. If you don't rush to finish the work during this busy season, what will you eat at the end of the year?"

"That's not true. If they don't do it, others will have to do their part. How tired are my parents-in-law and the others every day? Isn't it these people who made trouble?"

Xia Zhi's daughter-in-law is not happy when she thinks that her family is exhausted day by day and still gets the same work points as those who steal and cheat.

Jiang Chunliu was peeling the lotus root at the side, and when he heard this, he shook his head again and again: "If you want me to say, sooner or later this field will score."

"Good day, good morning. If our family has its own land, why are there so many people afraid that we won't be able to support it? I don't like those lazy people, who will grind their hands every day!" the old lady exclaimed angrily.

Xia Zhi's daughter-in-law turned her head to look at Jiang Chunliu: "Chunliu, you can see through the big and small things in this village. When can you tell me when the fields will be divided?"

If I remember correctly, I should be able to divide this year.

Jiang Chunliu thought about it, but said: "In the past, everyone didn't think about going it alone. If someone was lazy, everyone just turned a blind eye and let it pass. This year, everyone knows that the land can be divided, and it is definitely not happy to see other people being lazy. , This time I went to the village committee to sit, I think this is a serious matter."

"You mean we can divide this time?" Xia Zhi's daughter-in-law's eyes lit up.

Jiang Chunliu nodded: "I think it's almost done, this time Jiang and Huang will not do it."

"It's really a rat droppings that ruined a pot of porridge. How many hardworking people are dragged down by this group of people." The old lady said dissatisfiedly, and added a handful of firewood to the stove.

The daughter-in-law of the summer solstice lifted the lid of the steamer and poked it a few times with chopsticks. The glutinous rice in it was almost enough, so the old lady stopped the fire, took out the steamer, put the glutinous rice into a basin, and took out the bacon marinated last winter and cut it into cubes. Throw it into the basin.

"Chunliu, this can be seasoned."

(End of this chapter)