Chapter 97： Collecting firewood again

Chapter 97: Collecting firewood again

When the village chief heard this, he asked his eldest grandson to call Party Secretary Zhang over, "Uncle Zhang is a nice person and a good worker. Let's eat and talk together."

An Zhixia smiled and nodded, "I listen to uncle!"

The village chief's wife personally led the two daughters-in-law into the kitchen to prepare the food. She cut off every kind of meat and cooked a large table of farm rice with seasonal vegetables and dry goods stored in previous years.

An Zhiqiu came over with a ceramic jar, which was wrapped tightly in clothes.

Zhang Shanquan also carried a pot of old wine into the yard. Seeing this, he asked cheerfully: "An Zhiqing, what delicious food did you bring? Why are you so mysterious?"

"I just made a good stew. Brother Yuan sent it to me. He said that this stuff can strengthen the brain and strengthen the body. I just brought it over for everyone to try."

Once they heard that there was a building inside, everyone gathered around to have a taste first. The ceramic pot is not big, only enough for each person to take two or three mouthfuls. It contains various ingredients cut into thin strips. The soup is thick and has an attractive fragrance.

An Zhixia also tasted it curiously. The taste was extremely delicious, even better than the pheasant soup she had ever tasted. It also had an indescribable sweetness and an endless aftertaste. The meat was chewy and chewy, like The piece of meat in the chicken palm. "Brother, what kind of meat is this?"

The guys were also very curious. Is there anything else on the mountain that they haven’t eaten before?

“Snake meat, this is made into snake soup!” An Zhiqiu said calmly.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, especially the women who had goosebumps all over their bodies. When the soup came into their mouths, they didn’t know whether to spit it out or swallow it.

An Zhixia felt like crying without tears. Although she did not believe in ghosts and gods, snakes, long and thin cold-blooded animals, have many parasites on their bodies. Doesn’t my brother know that diseases enter through the mouth? Well, people at this time did not have this awareness, and they also ate field mouse meat happily.

However, the men didn't think much about it. They just thought it was delicious and drank and chewed it. When they saw that their women didn't eat it, they took a sip of it and took it very considerately.

Later, An Zhixia was extremely satisfied with the table full of authentic farm food cooked in earthen stoves. Even the old-noodle steamed buns had a unique fragrance and sweetness.

In the final analysis, Xiahua people are nostalgic at their core, missing the warmth and leisure outside of the cold city and fast-paced life.

After the meal, each person had a cup of perilla and brown sugar tea, which Fang Hongye learned from An Zhixia. The light floral fragrance dilutes the sweetness of the sugar, leaving an aftertaste that even men who don't like sweets can enjoy.

The two brothers and sisters of the An family, the father and daughter of the Fang family, and Zhang Shanquan were left in the hall.

An Zhixia pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Village Chief, Uncle Zhang, have you ever heard of fish farming in rice fields? This is the millennium-old experience of increasing rice field production passed down by our ancestors, but I see that in our commune, and even the entire There is no such combination of planting and breeding in the county.”

The village chief and the village party secretary couldn't help but look at each other in surprise. They suppressed the huge turmoil in their hearts and said honestly in a deep voice: "We have all heard of this trick, and there are one or two villages in Linxian that raise fish in rice fields. The rice harvest is 10% more than ours. But this is an ancestral skill that they don’t leak at all. Even people in the village are very particular about marriage.

The village also organizes militia inspections in normal times and does not allow people from outside the village to observe and learn. They were so independent that no one above them could do anything to them. Besides, those people also have selfish motives. The rice fields they manage increase production and their performance is better than others, right? "

The village party secretary also said: "Director Xiaoan, you are very smart, but you have not worked with the big guys for a whole year. You may not know that there is not always water in the rice fields. We will have six or seven days to dry the fields. Rice fields are usually fertilized and sprayed with pesticides, which affects fish farming.

When there are droughts and floods, the water level rises and falls, and we can’t even take care of the rice fields. How can we have the energy to take care of the fish?

Besides, it’s not that no one is envious of the high productivity of those villages. A few captains who want to achieve results grit their teeth and take out one or two fields for experiments. The results are either that the fish are washed away when there is waterlogging, or that the fish eat the food. Got it! "

Fang Hongsheng and Fang Hongli have also been working in the fields for many years and have accumulated experience. They both nodded and agreed with a grimace. “I seem to have heard that there are experts in this field, but the cost of experts is too high and our county cannot afford to hire them, and the places that hire experts are reluctant to teach others their experience.

How much benefit can a 10% increase in grain production bring to everyone? "

"I have also heard that there is another place that is too eager for quick success and I don't know where to find experts. The whole village tightened their belts and collected the expert fees. It turned out that he was a liar and ran away with the money. Until now, The local captain and his family can’t afford to live in a cowshed!”

An Zhixia pursed her lips and said: "I was busy with stage plays some time ago. I just took a break today and was riding around on my bike. Suddenly I remembered this matter. In fact, when I was collecting firewood in Kyoto, I went there just to be lazy. I pick up some books and wood at the scrap yard. The aunt at the scrap yard is good-natured. As long as I help her with some work, she can bring something home every now and then.

There are many ancient books in it, and I saw many articles about fish farming in rice fields. For example, "Lingbiao Luyi" written by Liu Xun of the Tang Dynasty: "In the prefectures of Xinlong and other states, the mountains and fields are deserted, and the flat areas are dug into towns with hoes and shovels to wait for the spring rains. Water is stored in the hills, so grass carp (grass carp) are bought first." The seeds are scattered in the paddy field. After one or two years, the fish will grow up and eat all the roots of the grass. It is a mature field and it will absorb the fish. Planting rice fields and exterminating barnyardgrass is the best way to bring order to the people. ’” When she said this, she spoke so fast that it was difficult for people to hear or understand her meaning. However, she was able to grasp the key words of farming and raising fish, and finally achieved a win-win situation, and she felt a deep sense of uncertainty in her heart!

What she meant by saying this was just to give a reason to convince everyone. "There are many articles like this, and some explain in detail how to perfectly combine fish farming and farming. The key points of this method are farmland construction, feeding and management, which solve the problems that Uncle Zhang mentioned such as shallow irrigation, drying the fields, fertilization and pesticide application. and preventing floods and droughts.

Then I wonder if the village head and village party secretary have the courage to try it this year? "

The people present, except Xiaobai An Zhiqiu who was wondering about the magical way of collecting firewood, the rest of them had an inexplicable obsession with food, and the fire in their hearts was very strong.

For them, this is tantamount to a big gamble, taking half a year or even a whole year's food to gamble on a 10% increase in income! Looking at the indifferent smile on An Zhixia's face, and then looking at her extremely young and beautiful appearance, just like their fiercely fighting hearts, it makes people waver.

Believe her, she is too young and relies on book knowledge. Can she really be trusted? Isn’t there a saying from our ancestors that talks on paper? A little girl who has never even worked the soil can lead them to increase their income by 10%?

(End of this chapter)