After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

163 Get the equipment and go to the streets

In Xiaowei's memory, deep plowing and intensive sowing were carried out not just once this year, but several times.

The reason is simple: a one-time failure does not mean a failure of the decision.

Could it be that thousands of years of agricultural civilization have continued in vain?

I really think so.

No matter how long time has passed, it belongs to the experience of the old society. For example, the yield per mu is only 300 to 200 kilograms, which is an old concept.

Now is a new society, everything has to be smashed and started from scratch, and it is entirely possible to achieve a yield of hundreds of thousands of kilograms per mu.

Shanzi once said: When a mistake is so big that it becomes a joke, it will not be acknowledged. There is no other way, either you continue to make the mistake or distort the facts.

That’s what accounts for this year’s astonishingly prolific summer media harvest.

The four girls walked on the ridge of the field. Looking at the dense patches of peanut seedlings, Xiao Wei felt like crying but had no tears.

Fortunately, although no one has called for a stop, the amount of seeds planted and the depth of tillage will be gradually reduced starting next year.

But the fertile soil had been buried deep down, and it would take at least three years for the soil to recover.

Fortunately, climbing crops such as sweet potatoes are not planted densely, but are planted strictly according to the experience of our ancestors. If there is any change, it is that the ridges are higher and the vines are turned more frequently.

In the hot summer, isn’t it hot to turn over vines, weed and catch insects?

It doesn’t matter. There are cadres, students and all kinds of idle people from the city going to the countryside to help.

This year we have achieved a huge harvest of tens of thousands of kilograms per mu, but it is still some distance away from the scientifically proven yield of more than 900,000 kilograms.

We are mobilizing all our forces and making every effort.

When we got to the fish pond, we called out several times but there was no sign of Lao Yu. Only Biyu's parents and her brother who was about to go to high school came out. Then the old man heard us and ran over to say, "There are only a few small fish and shrimps left in the fish pond. No one wants them. Lao Yu has returned to the team."

Seeing that Xiao Wei was unhappy, the old man suggested: "If you want to eat some, you can go to the village in the south to buy some. The fish pond there is big, and there should be some small crucian carps weighing two or three taels."

Xiao Wei asked: "How old are the chickens and ducks? Can they be eaten?"

The old man shook his head: "The biggest chicken weighs only a little over half a pound, it will take another month or so."

Guixiu asked: "Is there anything else to eat at Xiaowei's house?"

The old man was a little embarrassed: "There are only a dozen pounds of broad beans and peas returned by the team, and there is no oil left."

It’s only been over a month since the summer harvest and food is already so tight. How can we continue to play?

Biyu's mother sighed, "In the canteen, even lunchtime meals have been changed to porridge. Even if we have three porridge meals, the food in the warehouse won't last until the autumn harvest, and we're not allowed to talk about it."

Xiao Wei said unhappily, "I'm not allowed to say it, but you still say it."

Biyu yelled, "Mom, don't talk too much. I've already told you not to talk about collective matters. Don't you think you've suffered enough?"

Seeing that it was hard to even afford dinner here, Guixiu was also very depressed: "These village cadres are so rude. I will try not to get involved next time."

The old man quickly defended his son: "It's hard to be a village cadre, with pressure from above and pressure from below."

Guixiu said bluntly: "If you don't have the ability, don't do it."

The tone was so loud that the old man was frightened and shut up.

Luzhu asked carefully: "Then let's go back."

Xiao Wei looked at Lu Zhu in confusion: "Why do you want to go back?"

"There's nothing to eat, what are you doing here?"

The advantage of the big pot is that each team has its own camp, and the movement of personnel is very difficult. Especially when there is a shortage of food, they can't even meet their own needs, and ordinary outsiders will not be supplied. Therefore, most of them are confined in the village and it is difficult to travel.

What's more, when the crisis comes, there are militias on guard. Going out will bring shame to the village and bring discredit to Gaochan.

There is only one word left: endure. If you can endure, you will get through it. If you can't endure, you will get through it completely.

This is also the reason why there was no large group of refugees later.

Xiao Wei originally wanted to come here to have a bite to eat and replenish some protein, but she didn't know that this place was worse than school. Seeing that the three girls didn't want to go in, she was about to back out, so she just waved her hand and said, "Then let's go to South Village. No matter who suffers, it won't hurt my cherry mouth."

Gui Xiu agreed: "I am absolutely sure that your cherry mouth can swallow a cow in no time."

Hearing that the south village was only two or three miles away, Luzhu, carrying a small bag, took the lead, but was stopped by Xiaowei: "You can't go like this, go home first and get your equipment."

Gui Xiu clapped her hands and laughed: "Sisters, let's get equipped and go to the streets."

The four people went to Xiaowei's house, opened their small bags, changed into the same gourd-shaped costumes, put on sun hats, held their heads high, and lined up to walk towards Nancun.

This caused the members working in the fields to stand up and cheer, and some young men even whistled.

The four girls turned a deaf ear to the calls and moved in unison, rhythmically running through the countryside like four joyful elves.

When we arrived at the Nancun Brigade, we were all sweating. Fortunately, the gourd costume only made the waist look slimmer, the short sleeves were puffy, and the pants and skirts were flowing, so the sweat would dry quickly.

Gui Xiu took the lead and stepped forward, speaking in a genuine city accent, and asked the two cadres who were discussing under the tree: "Excuse me, do you still have fish for sale?"

The two village cadres looked up at Guixiu, then at the other three girls, then at each other, and one of them finally spoke: "There are only a few small crucian carps left, how many do you want to buy?"

"About three to five pounds, how much is one pound?"

A cadre laughed and said, "There are at most two or three pounds in the small pond. Since you are from this city, I'll give you 80 cents."

Guixiu was stunned, scratched her ears, and asked angrily, "How much?"

"Eighty cents. That's the price now."

Gui Xiu angrily said, "It was only three cents before, are you robbing me?"

The cadre snorted coldly: "You can buy it if you want. They are all sold for one dollar out there, and there is only a little left. I won't sell it."

Meat, grain and oil have a unified price in the country, which cannot be increased or decreased, and there are restrictions on individual purchases. Fish is different. It is a regional food and is not subject to restrictions at present. It can be sold to individuals. Therefore, the price will increase or decrease with demand.

Xiao Wei quickly expressed his opinion: "80 cents is 80 cents, please ask someone to fish it out. By the way, do you have chickens and ducks for sale? Other meats are also fine."

An official smiled bitterly: "We don't even have anything to eat ourselves, how can we sell it to you? To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that you are little girls, we wouldn't even sell you any fish."

Sure enough, when we got to the fish pond, the fish farmer was very reluctant to leave. He said that his team was reluctant to eat the fish, and that was all that was left, which he kept for the villagers to cook soup with occasionally.

The cadre who looked like the village chief had no choice but to say, "I've already agreed. These girls are quite polite and definitely not from ordinary families. Just give some to them."

At least we managed to catch a little over three pounds. Judging from the way we salvaged the fish, half of the small pond had already been taken away.

Xiao Wei was almost so angry that he cursed. Why did all food become scarce as food became scarce?

If it weren’t for the four beautiful girls and their seductive clothes, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to buy it.

However, Xiao Wei was not worried about these people. Even if the rural areas had already run out of food, each person in the city had at least 20 kilograms of coarse grains and a few ounces of cottonseed oil per month, so they would not starve.

In fact, according to Shanzi, no one in the town or among the cadres died of starvation, and even the smallest team leader was able to survive.

There is a group of people that have always been the target of elimination. The enlightened Xiao Wei naturally would not make a fuss about it.