Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Gu Siwei said with a joking smile: "What good news can you have? Your father is not going to have a second child, right?"

Qiao Yitong laughed twice: "I don't want to say that. How old is my dad and he still wants to have a second child? It was my dad who found someone from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences and asked for a few piglets from him. I thought so I'll send it to you in two days. Who would have thought that you would be here today?"

"Little pig? What pig?" Gu Siwei asked.

Comrade Qiao Yi said: "What other kind of pigs can I get? I really want to get imported large white pigs for you, but I don't have the ability. Which one from Eastern Europe is not a treasure?"

Gu Siwei said: "What's so good about that thing?"

Although he said this, Gu Siwei knew that these foreign pigs are really a good helper to solve the problem of Chinese people eating pork. The reason is that they grow very fast. One pound of growth requires about 3 pounds of feed, but the average local pig breeds are about the same. At about four or five pounds.

The most important thing is time. It takes about one to one and a half years for local pigs to grow to 100 pounds, but these imported pigs can grow to this weight in eight months. Think about the advantages of this. .

It is precisely because of this that imported large white pigs and the like are now popular commodities, while local pigs are not taken seriously.

After everyone's living conditions improve and they are free to eat pork, they can pursue taste. So native pigs made a comeback and began to occupy the mid-to-high-end market.

"Why is it bad? They grow meat quickly and feed less. These are all advantages. They are much better than our local pigs," Qiao Yitong said.

"That's what you think now. Maybe you won't think that way in the future." Gu Siwei said casually.

"Everyone must eat pork at any time. At the current rate, with these imported pigs, we estimate that we won't be able to have pork for everyone in fifty years. There are too few breeding pigs," Qiao Yitong said .

Gu Siwei chuckled after hearing this: "Fifty years?! Haha."

"What?" Qiao Yitong asked.

"It's okay, as long as you are happy, you have been free to eat pork for fifty years. You look down on us too much," Gu Siwei said happily.

Comrade Qiao Yi said: "It will be good if it can last for fifty years. Don't listen to the nonsense of people outside. Master, you are also engaged in technology. Do you think how big the gap between us and foreign countries is in machine tools alone? I think we are different from foreign countries." The gap between them is at least fifty years."

"Um".

Gu Siwei nodded, but nodding does not mean that Gu Siwei agrees with Qiao Yitong's statement. The current technology has not yet reached the point where it will become abnormal in the future. In fact, if the direction is correct now, the gap can still be caught up, because now domestic consumption The last ten years were exactly the ten years when outside technology was changing rapidly. It can be said to be the golden decade.

We have wasted, not only a lot of scientific and technical personnel, but also a generation of young people, but what can we do? Gu Siwei can't decide.

He is just a small person, following the wheel of history. Not to mention that he has nothing to do with the changes, even the brakes. It is good if he can toss himself.

There is no point in arguing with Qiao Yi about this matter. Qiao Yi and Qiao Yi are in their twenties and have strong spirits and a burning patriotism. Gu Siwei is considered a social veteran. The two of them are not on the same track. This is indisputable. That's not necessary.

"Where's the pig?"

Gu Siwei asked.

Comrade Qiao Yi said: "It's been left in the cafeteria to be looked after, why do you want to see it now?"

"Anyway, why don't you go take a look?"

Gu Siwei was very happy. He had always wanted to get some native pigs to raise, but he didn't expect that Qiao Yitong actually remembered it and found it for him as soon as he thought about it.

From this point of view, this apprentice is not in vain, he is really thinking about himself.

Gu Siwei didn't know that the father and son of the Qiao family had been worrying about how to send something to Gu Siwei. This was not because Qiao Qisheng suddenly jumped up a level, almost crossing the threshold of the most important level in his officialdom. Although these days, Qiao Qisheng acted very calmly, but his inner excitement was hard to explain to outsiders.

Gu Siwei was responsible for this. Of course, they didn't know that the major theft case in the store was actually related to Gu Siwei. But just because Gu Siwei could save Qiao Yitong, Qiao Qisheng's only son, I couldn't thank Gu Siwei enough, even though it was Gu Siwei who was responsible for this matter.

But at this time, it was nonsense to say anything else. This matter was the best result by accident, and Qiao Qisheng had to admit it.

How to thank? Qiao Qisheng really couldn't think of it. In the past, he could give some plates and cutlery, but now he can't get these things.

As a result, Qiao Yitong remembered that Gu Siwei wanted to raise native pigs.

This matter is a bit difficult for Gu Siwei, but it is really not difficult for Qiao Qisheng, because many factories now have canteens. Although there is little leftover food in the canteen, it is impossible for there to be nothing left. There are so many workers. , it is inevitable that someone will dislike this and reject that, so raising pigs with leftovers is a job that can be found in almost every factory canteen.

Even Qiao Yitong felt a little guilty about giving only some piglets, so he asked him to get a dozen lambs, which were also the well-known domestic breed of black goats. However, the matter had not yet been determined. If something was not determined, Qiao Qisheng would not do it. Talk to your son.

"It's better not to go now. If we go tomorrow, the pigs won't run away. Oh, by the way, Master, why are you here this time?"

Qiao Yitong knew Gu Siwei very well. If he didn't come to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, he must have something to do when he came, especially since he came here less than two weeks later.

Gu Siwei whispered something about the village.

"Is there really a mountain god?" Qiao Yitong began to wonder.

"What a fart!" Gu Siwei said with a smile: "If there really is a mountain god, can the little devil still fight in?"

Qiao Yitong listened happily and said: "Yes!"

At this moment, only a grunt was heard.

Qiao Yitong held his stomach and said to Gu Siwei: "Master, let's make some noodles. I haven't eaten yet."

"Another day?" Gu Siwei asked with a slight frown.

"No, I had a meal in the morning and someone brought me two steamed buns with pickles from the canteen."

"Then you're happy. What you brought today is pretty good."

As he spoke, Gu Siwei opened the basket and took out a piece of braised wild goat meat. It had been processed and heavily salted. Otherwise, in such weather, Gu Siwei would have taken out a piece of fresh mutton from the basket. Even a fool has to be suspicious.

Cut off a large piece of mutton, cut the fat and thin pieces into soybean-sized dices, boil it in water to make the meat soft, Gu Siwei added the ingredients and stir-fried it, then poured in water to reduce the juice. Noodles.

It's not that Gu Siwei wants to make noodles, but that this kid has nothing but noodles at home.

Fortunately, Gu Siwei had brought some meat with him, so it didn't take much effort to make a stew or something. The two of them held the bowls and sat directly beside the pot, cooking the noodles and started sucking them up.

While eating, the noodles in the bowl were ready, and the noodles in the pot over there were cooked again.

The two of them were eating when they suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

"Brother Yitong, open the door. I have something to do with you."

Outside the door was Hu Yanqiu.

Gu Siwei opened the door with a bowl in hand.

"Why is it you?" Hu Yanqiu was stunned, and an expression of joy immediately appeared on his face: "I was just looking for you."

"Why are they looking for me? Am I so popular?" Gu Siwei said with a smile.

Open the door and let Hu Yanqiu in.

As soon as Hu Yanqiu entered the room, he sat down in Gu Siwei's original position and stretched his head to smell the mutton stew on the small bench.

"It smells so good. Give me a bowl too."

After saying that, he was not polite. He took the bowls and chopsticks, took the noodles out of the pot, poured the marinade on them and started sucking them up.

So, instead of eating noodles for two people, it was changed to three people.

This meal lasted for almost half an hour. There was no other way. The three of them ate and everyone was able to eat at this time. The three of them ate two and a half tubes of noodles.

Don't get me wrong, it's not a big tube of one kilogram. At this time, a tube of noodles is 500 grams, which means three people ate two and a half kilograms of noodles.

When I was full, I had bottomed out the stew. Qiao Yitong didn't let go of the last stew pot. He added a little noodle soup and sucked it into his stomach.

Hu Yanqiu said with satisfaction: "It's still comfortable to eat with you."

Qiao Yitong nodded and agreed: "That's for sure, the craftsmanship is good. Better than the cooks in our canteen. It's a pity. It would be great if I could work as a cook in a small canteen, so I can eat every day."

Gu Siwei didn't want to talk to him.

"By the way, what do you want from me?"

Hu Yanqiu said: "Is there anything else? Didn't I tell you to pickle the pickles? I have already bought the pickles. I was thinking of coming over and asking Brother Yitong to inform you. I will go to your place in a few days and let Mr. Tao teach you. I pickle pickles."

Gu Siwei almost forgot about it, but he didn't expect that she would still remember it.

Just pickle it, Gu Siwei doesn't care, anyway, those big tanks are still empty now.

I asked casually: "How many vegetables did you buy?"

Then he added: "Dishes for picking pickles."

"I bought twenty pounds!"

Hu Yanqiu looked excited.

Gu Siwei was a little dumbfounded when he heard this, and opened his mouth to confirm: "You said twenty pounds?"

"Yeah! A full twenty pounds."

As he spoke, Hu Yanqiu specifically raised two fingers.

"Good guy! Twenty pounds, so much?"

Gu Siwei teased Hu Yanqiu in a weird way.

"Why, is it too much or too little?" Hu Yanqiu couldn't tell, but she had never pickled this before. She didn't know how much it would cost. She thought twenty pounds was enough.

"Twenty kilograms is not enough. It's far from enough. How many jars do you think twenty kilograms can hold?"

"Such a big jar."

Gu Siwei made a gesture.

"Why use such a big jar?" Hu Yanqiu didn't understand.

"It's not enough to pickle it even if it's small, so why not just use a smaller jar, sprinkle some salt on it or something, and just get a storage jar?" Gu Siwei said casually.

Gu Siwei built a big vat because he wanted to pickle sauerkraut, which he liked best. In winter, he would grab a handful of sauerkraut, stir-fry it to get the flavor, add beef or beef and stew it.

After stewing, put it in a small pot, burn the charcoal underneath, and serve it with rice. Gu Siwei can eat four or five bowls of rice in one breath.

"I can't transport too much. Otherwise, you can take it back on a bicycle. Oh, by the way, you can ride a mule. That's better," Hu Yanqiu said.

"What's so good? I rode the No. 11 bus here today and I don't have a mule. Where can I borrow a mule when the village is busy?" Gu Siwei said.