Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Luan Jianming looked at the sweet potato in his hand and spoke to Gu Siwei.

"Siwei, can our family's work be worth the sweet potatoes?"

"What's impossible about that? If you want sweet potatoes, I'll just give you sweet potatoes," Gu Siwei said generously.

After saying that, he thought for a while: "You're going to lose money on the sweet potatoes. I'll give you some more. It's 30% more than rice. What do you think?"

Rice and sweet potatoes are definitely not the same price. Whether they are eaten in the market or at home, the two things are definitely not the same. Although they are both grains, grains are also expensive.

It goes without saying that the rice is expensive and the sweet potatoes are splashy.

Luan Jianming proposed to exchange sweet potatoes for rice, and Gu Siwei gave him an extra portion.

Who knew that Gu Siwei's words had not yet come to fruition, and people around him also said: We also want sweet potatoes.

Gu Siwei looked at them and asked, "The rice is delicious!"

Everyone said one after another: "Sweet potatoes can keep the whole family fed, but rice is not good enough for the whole family."

Gu Siwei thought about it and thought it was right. Sweet potatoes are commonly eaten, and the folks eat them in gruel, so they are even more common. Sweet potatoes can be eaten for two meals, but the same weight of rice can be eaten for three meals. All dangerous

"Okay, I'll replace them with sweet potatoes for you all," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

"I won't change it yet!"

At this time, someone suddenly reached out his hand.

Gu Siwei took a look and found that it was Sun Laiya.

Everyone looked at Sun Laiya as if they didn't understand.

"Lai Ya, your kid's family is living a foreign life, and they all have rice."

Someone started making jokes about Sun Laiya.

Sun Laiya said: "I have long been tired of eating sweet potatoes, and now I don't eat them anymore, and I still eat them!"

Gu Siwei had fun with everyone.

"Okay, then you need rice!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Laiya said quickly: "Stop, stop, who said I want rice?"

"What do you want if you don't want rice?" Gu Siwei was a little confused: "I only have rice and sweet potatoes here. You don't want rice or sweet potatoes. Are you trying to tease me?"

It's a pity that Sun Laiya still can't understand Gu Siwei's joke. This joke will not be known to everyone until twenty years later, when Mr. Ma Sanli became famous all over the country.

Sun Laiya said with a smile: "I have no intention of teasing you. I just think that the sweet potatoes grow well here, and the rice grows well here. There is no reason why the potatoes are not good, so I choose potatoes. I just like sweet potatoes when I see them." If you feel like vomiting, you can do it with Tudouzi!"

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized that some of them wanted to change to potatoes.

For Gu Siwei, giving something is not giving, so he agreed one by one, and asked Sicui to get a pen and paper and write down what everyone wanted.

After recording, everyone continues to work.

Waiting for the sweet potatoes to be harvested, it was obvious that it was another big harvest, and the yield was amazing. Everyone was shocked by the sweet potatoes grown by Gu Siwei.

No one knew that Gu Siwei secretly hid more than two thousand kilograms, otherwise, he would have knocked these people to the ground.

In the future, it will be extremely normal to produce several thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes per acre of land. However, everyone must also understand that more than 2,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes per acre of land will only be achieved decades later with the support of various fertilizers and technologies. , the yield per mu at this time was so high, many could not even reach half of it.

The yield per acre at Gu Siwei's house was scary, which made Lao Gu a little worried, but the villagers didn't think much about it. They only knew that the sweet potatoes grown at Gu Siwei's house were big and had many small potatoes, so they all went to Gu Siwei's house to exchange them. Plant potatoes and prepare to grow this kind of sweet potato in your home next time.

After harvesting the sweet potatoes, you cannot save them directly. You can save them, but Gu Siwei has already made a decision to make vermicelli where he will eat sweet potatoes.

But the problem now is that so many vermicelli are quite scary. Seven or eight thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes are used to make vermicelli. Not to mention anything else, a lot of people are needed just to help.

Although everyone has no job, they still have to take care of their own land. It's impossible to help Gu Siwei's family make vermicelli all the time, right?

So everyone gave me a suggestion, that is, one-third should be made into vermicelli noodles, and the remaining two-thirds should be directly made into dry vermicelli noodles.

The idea was good, but Gu Siwei misjudged the workload.

First, make noodles, which is dry sweet potato powder. You have to cut the sweet potatoes into small pieces, preferably knead them into a paste, and filter them with gauze. The starch filtered several times will precipitate in the water, and when it dries, you will get noodles. .

As for the remaining residue, it can be used to feed pigs, and there is no waste at all.

In short, everything was arranged well. When the work officially started, I found that except Sun Qiumei and her wife, who had been helping, everyone else had taken time to come, and they also had farm work to do.

Also, the sweet potato flour has not been made yet, not even 20% of it has been made, and the potatoes have to be dug again.

Waiting for the potatoes to be dug out, there is still a lot of work. For the same reason, you can't eat potatoes all the time. Storing potatoes is also a troublesome thing, so the potatoes have to be made into potato flour.

Just like that, Gu Siwei did nothing all day, and people like Sicui, Sun Qiumei, Zhao Fangming, and from time to time Tao Yisheng, Hu Yanqiu, Qiao Yitong would come over to help, but they were all temporary.

Gu Siwei felt that these days, besides chopping shreds, he was grinding potatoes or sweet potatoes with a small stone. Everything he saw with his eyes looked like sweet potatoes and potatoes.

"Fourth dimension!"

Today, Gu Siwei is still sitting under the camphor tree grinding potatoes. The small stone grinder in his hand is a little weak because of Gu Siwei. There is no way, it has been grinding for almost four hours since the morning, although it is not continuous. Grinding, but this boring work consumes most people's energy.

"Fourth Dimension! I'm talking to you."

Gu Siwei raised his head and saw that Liu Fulin was coming, so he said: "It turns out to be my uncle, sit down!"

Liu Fulin looked at Gu Siwei, then he took the bench and sat in front of Gu Siwei. He put his hand on the handle of the small stone mill and slapped Gu Siwei's hand away at the same time.

"How can you do this with such a grinding method?"

"Uncle, I've been grinding for almost fourteen days! Fourteen days and two weeks!"

Gu Siwei folded his two fingers together, indicating that he was about to explode.

"No, I have to go to the town to use the machine!" Gu Siwei said.

Liu Fulin listened and glanced at Gu Siwei: "Don't think about it now. Don't tell me how conspicuous you were in the past with so much food. Even if you were inconspicuous, you won't be given the opportunity. At this time, you are protecting summer food." At that time, the grinding mill in the town was working 24 hours a day, so how could there be time for private work..."

At this time, the grain outside has been harvested, and the public grain has also been collected. At this time, all the agency personnel in the town have only one thing to do, and that is to protect the summer grain. At this time, let alone Gu Siwei, the officials, junior and senior officials can't instruct everyone. Machine operator.

"This... still... forget it."

Gu Siwei thought for a moment and decided to forget it. He looked down at the small stone mill in front of him and felt that this small millstone suddenly felt as big as a mountain.

At this time, Gu Siwei misses mechanization in every possible way. He misses that decades later, he will be able to buy whatever he wants with his money. In this ghost era, you can’t buy anything even if you have money, such as tractors and so on. What you need is not a ticket. The problem is that private individuals simply won’t buy it for you!

Not qualified to buy!

"What are you mumbling about?"

Liu Fulin heard Gu Siwei mumbling incessantly, but his voice was too low to hear clearly.

If Liu Fulin had extremely sharp ears, he would definitely be able to hear: harvester, generator, walking tractor... what a long list of names.

"By the way, I have something to do with you," Liu Fulin said.

"You say".

Gu Siwei was a little distracted again.

"I'm going to change here. This guy Dezhu is not reliable. I want you to come with me. We have someone to take care of us," Liu Fulin said.

Gu Siwei didn't react for a while. When he heard the old man begging for something, he hummed.

Liu Fulin said again at this time: "I'm afraid they may take advantage of them, so you have to be careful here and don't be careless. If it doesn't work, you don't have to give up the things. We have to save our lives."

"Hmm! Huh?!"

Gu Siwei looked at Liu Fulin. He heard the word "protect his life". As soon as he heard the word "protect his life", Gu Siwei was shocked: "Isn't it?"

Liu Fulin said: "I don't think it's an ordinary person to dare to accept this at this time."

Having said this, I looked at Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei thought about it for a while and felt that it was right. If he dared to collect these things in the black market at this time, that person would not dare to do this if he was less courageous.

With such courage, it is understandable that Liu Fulin wants to find him. The reason is very simple. Gu Siwei can fight, at least better than Liu Dezhu.

There is another point that Gu Siwei did not expect. Liu Fulin felt that Gu Siwei had seen the world, but his grandson Liu Dezhu was a fool who couldn't stand up to the stage.

"Okay, I'll go with you then. Let's be careful and try not to choose a place with no one to trade," Gu Siwei said.

Liu Fulin was a little strange and asked: "What's so good about you? If we trade this thing on the street, aren't we looking for death!"

At this time, Gu Siwei remembered the transaction method between Zhao Minglan and the gatekeeper Tao the last time he met, so he said: "This is easy to handle. Let's choose an alley in the factory. It should be an alley where few people pass by. You can bring your things with you when the time comes. They bring the money notes, and when the time comes, they hand over the money and deliver the goods, isn’t it done!”

Snapped!

Liu Fulin grinned so excitedly that he patted himself on the back, but at this moment he couldn't care anymore, and said loudly to Gu Siwei: "Why didn't I think that you intellectuals have quick brains, and I still... Hey, forget it! If I had thought of this earlier, I wouldn't have bothered you. Okay, I'll take Dezhu to this matter."

Gu Siwei said: "I still have to go with you, just in case there is an emergency, let's be careful and sail the boat for ten thousand years."

"That's right! But with your move, I really feel relieved. I haven't slept well these days. I'm afraid that the things will be given away and the money will not be returned. If this happens, I will die ten times. not enough".

Liu Fulin was talking about death at this time, but his face was full of happiness, and it suddenly changed from dark clouds to bright sunshine.

Gu Siwei was also happy because he thought he wouldn't have to see the millstone for at least a day or two.