Generals take care of their children: The master mother leads the system to farm

Even though Gu Chongguang is old and looks obviously aged, it cannot conceal the elegance and grace of a young man in his youth.

Ever since he got off the carriage, many people in the village have been following the strange old man.

Who is this person?

He doesn't look like a simple person.

Just look at how Li Niangzi and her two children followed closely behind others and you will know...

It was not until I heard Li Changle call him "Father" and Yu'er call him "Grandfather" that I suddenly realized.

He is the elder in the family.

What kind of family is this, with such a sage look? None of the members in the family are ugly.

The ceremony of raising the main beam is very particular.

The log was tied with red silk and had the words "Good luck in raising the beam" written on red paper pasted on it. A fruit plate was placed in front of it for ritual. Gu Chongguang held incense to offer sacrifices to the beam, and the craftsmen sang the beam-raising text. The process was carried out according to custom.

Hu Chunshan was assigned to supervise the work in Lushui Village, and so was Wang Dahu. Both of them were present today, and Haopo and Guihua also came from the Wang family.

When they saw Li Changle coming back, they pulled her aside to talk, and went to the small courtyard where the Wang family used to live to see how the lunch banquet was being prepared.

When people built a house, they would invite relatives, friends and fellow villagers to a banquet on the day when the main beam was put up.

Li Changle asked someone to bring back the silver and money in advance, and asked Hu Chunshan to ask someone familiar in the village to help with the arrangement.

Several women in the courtyard were busy cutting and chopping, and stir-frying on the stove.

There were about twenty tables in total, but there were not enough tables and chairs, so people from different families moved in some. If there was not enough space, they would move to the open space in front of the neighboring house.

Please have a meal together, the main point is that the quantity is enough.

The villagers had already harvested sweet potatoes, potatoes, dry rice and corn. They planted the sweet potatoes earlier than other households in the county and harvested them a few days earlier.

As for potatoes, corn, and dry rice, residents in other villages in the county do not have these benefits, except for the extra hundred acres promised to the village chief Hu Dexian to help his poor relatives.

The corn and rice in Li Changle's two fields have also been harvested.

Once again, I would like to praise Hu Chunshan, a hardworking and honest man.

Everything she asked him to do was done beautifully, and even things she didn't have time to ask him to do, she also did them for her.

The staple food prepared for the table today is the new grain just harvested from the fields. We have cooked a lot of rice, corn and sweet potatoes to express the joy of the harvest.

When the ladies saw the three of them, they all flattered them. They all knew that no one who followed Li Changle was doing badly.

There were two women in the village who went to work in a material-making workshop, where they were provided with food and lodging, and could earn several hundred coins a month.

Although the seasoning workshop is owned by the owner of Wanjia Restaurant, the previous seasoning workshop was located on Madam Li's farm.

It’s not that I don’t want to go, but there’s no one to do the housework, so I can’t go. I can only watch and envy.

Li Changle chatted with a few middle-aged ladies who were helping out about the topic of neighborhood harmony, then walked around the kitchen and came out.

The ladies looked at Guihua and Li Changle, who were on friendly terms, with envy as they left the yard. After all, some of their village women's nature was revealed.

"He's holding on to it and won't let go. He's calculating."

"Who says it's not true? Now, who doesn't know that following Madam Li will give you meat to eat?"

"A wise man has a keen eye for talent, so old ginger still gets the most spiciness." This was said by the young wife who came to help the older ladies.

The old lady laughed and scolded, "You little woman, look at me, I have a pair of dog eyes."

"I heard that many people from Xiaozhou Village came to work in Xiaozhou Village..."

"Hey, when will Madam Li come to our Green Water Village to take care of the whole farm? Luckily, we can go and find something to do."

"Ladies, just think about it. It's not that hard now. The amount of food collected in our village is much more than in previous years. Whose blessing is this?"

Several aunties and young wives were chatting one after another without stopping their hands, after all, it was getting late for dinner.

The villagers usually prepare coarse dishes for their banquets, stewing pork, white radish and seasoning packets together.

The fish caught in the village are chopped into pieces and stewed with yellow bean sauce and garlic sprouts in the simplest and crudest way, spicy and sour potato shreds, stir-fried Chinese cabbage with lard residue, scrambled eggs with leeks, fish head tofu stew, chicken stewed with mushrooms...

This banquet would not be shabby in any village, and the staple food is white rice.

To be honest, when the rice was served on the table, everyone was quite surprised.

Li Changle also thought that upland rice was not as good as wet rice. The rice after husking would not be as beautiful as polished rice, and the taste would also be worse.

But the rice on the table was rich in rice aroma and was white and shiny. It was not much different from the rice she eats nowadays that costs five yuan per pound.

Due to time constraints, the rice was prepared by several villagers at home and then moved to the Wang family courtyard, where it was later converted into silver and given to people.

They were all families who planted upland rice this time, and when Hu Chunshan came to them and asked for help, they all agreed without hesitation.

The villagers who did not grow upland rice were already regretting their decision when they saw the fragrant white rice in front of them.

No matter how delicious sweet potatoes are, they can’t compare to the fragrance and softness of rice.

The families who had harvested the dry rice were very happy. They didn't even have time to cook a meal to taste the new rice, but now they were overjoyed looking at the food on the table.

One acre of dry rice yields seven or eight hundred kilograms of millet. Who understands their feelings?

I heard that rice is produced in abundance in the south. In a good year, one acre of paddy field can yield four to five hundred kilograms of rice.

Therefore, it was simply incredible that Madam Li sold them the upland rice seeds for only one cent.

The families who harvested the dry rice could not contain their excitement.

Not to mention the villagers who were having the banquet, the farmers working in the fields could use their eyes as a scale. Just by looking at the ears of rice that bent the rice stalks, they could tell the approximate yield per mu.

Now, when he smelled the aroma of the rice, he immediately regretted his decision.

At first, they thought growing rice on dry land was impossible and they were more willing to grow potatoes, corn and other crops. In their eyes, rice needed an area with abundant water resources to have a good harvest.

Who could have foreseen that the yield of dry rice per mu would be much higher than the legendary yield of 400 to 500 kilograms per mu of regular rice fields?

In the county grain store, a pound of high-quality fine rice costs more than ten cents. If the harvest of this acre is converted into silver, it will be enough for the daily expenses of a family of several people for a year.

The rice is smooth and delicious. You can eat two or three bowls of rice without any meat or vegetables, not to mention the rich meat and vegetables on the table.

Everyone was very satisfied with the meal. The villagers patted their bulging bellies and sighed, saying that they didn't dare to eat like this during the New Year at home, but Mrs. Li's family was really willing to do so.

Upon hearing the news, those who came with gifts included the magistrate's son Lin Yiyang with his steward Lin, and Li Ping with Li Haichuan.

Sitting at the same table with Li Changle's family.

After eating the simple meal, Li Ping's eyes brightened up a little.

The rice they eat at home doesn't have such a rich and fragrant rice flavor.

As a big boss in the catering industry, he always has a tongue that is more sensitive than ordinary people.