My 1995 Small Farm

  Chapter 369 Recalling bitterness and thinking about sweetness, how to recite the Sutra of Getting Rich

   This young couple also has nowhere to use their energy.

  I want to push a stone mill, but I don’t want to use animals to pull it. I just want to experience it by myself.

   But how can Chen Ling's big millstone be moved by these young people who don't work hard and don't know the five grains?

   Several times of force, only the two of them gave out all their strength, their cheeks flushed red, and the grinding disc did not move at all.

   "The big millstone of Fugui's family is as big as a millstone. It can only be turned by pulling it with an animal. Generally, there are only two or three strong men who can't push it. If I tell you, you still don't believe it."

  Wang Laishun said with a smile, now that the village uses machines to grind flour, no one wanted this big mill, so Chen Ling was the one who took it back home.

   "Uncle Wu, what is this grinder? Is it this big and heavy?"

  The man wiped his sweat and asked after taking a breath, but he also followed many villagers in calling Uncle Wang Laishun.

   "Yes, the grinding plate is also heavy, but this grinding plate is not the same as this stone mill. It is not that the grinding plate is rotating, but the main stone roller on it is rotating, and it is easier to push than this stone mill."

Wang Laishun said and pointed in the direction of the village: "There are several milling pans and stone rollers in the threshing ground outside our village. If you want to play around, you can grind grain by putting them together. It is this stone roller that needs to be used." Pick and choose."

  Mianpan is also a roller, which is matched with stone rollers, and cannot be used without stone rollers.

  The stone rollers in the threshing field are used for threshing wheat in Maishutian.

  So you have to choose carefully, choose a slightly heavier one, after all, you still need a big stone roller to grind grain.

   "It turns out that the stone rollers have to be bigger."

   "If it's too big, can we push it?" the girl asked.

   "Yes, you can push it. Put on a grinding stick, and you two can work hard together. It's much lighter than the millstone of Fu Gui's family."

"Oh, all right."

  The two young people nodded half-understanding. They had never been to the countryside, so how would they know the difference between a stone mill and a stone roller.

  Wang Laishun can only do what he says.

   "They want to change the roller to push it. You are idle, Fugui. Come with us."

  Seeing Chen Ling holding the baby and playing around with cats and dogs, Wang Lai said with a smile by the way.

  This lazy boy has real skills.

   A few words and a few words have made him steal the limelight recently.

  The hawkers on the reservoir are in order. Although the dam is busy, it is clean and tidy, and no one throws things around.

  Whoever comes, don’t praise him for his good management of the branch secretary.

   It's not thanks to this lazy boy.

  So the old man wanted to come to Chen Ling to make love with him when he was free, and to ask him about shipbuilding. Someone wanted to turn the millstone, so he also went to his house.

   "Just go."

   Chen Ling really had nothing to do in the morning, so he stood up with his son in his arms, and walked towards the threshing field with Hei Wa behind them.

After leaving the orchard and walking on the dirt road, Wang Lai approached him by the way, and whispered, "Let me tell you, Fugui, even if these two young people don't look for millstones today, I still have to grind the millstones outside the village. And the stone rollers have been cleaned up."

   "Huh? Why?"

"The Turtle Lord came out of our reservoir. Other places say that our village has treasures. In the past few days, many thieves from other places have come to touch them. After inquiring, we know that our village visited the professor last year and went into the mountains. Recently, they also I want to go into the mountains."

   "I was afraid that they would steal our stone objects at night. Didn't someone come to the village to fiddle with them last year?"

   Chen Ling frowned when he heard this, and thought that Li Hongqi, the tomb robber from last year, had come here again.

   This is not necessarily the case, that guy has Wang Chunyuan as an insider, and I don't know if he was attracted by the old turtle recently, or he has been nesting somewhere to stare at Chen Wangzhuang.

  After all, Donggang’s veteran treasures have been passed on to unknown places, and now there are big old turtles in the reservoir.

  It is easy to make people have various associations.

  …

  The two muttered for a while, but didn't say a few words, and then they stopped talking when they found that the two young men kept peeking at them with strange eyes.

  Chen Ling also smiled at them: "Haven't you filmed the scene in Yamanakako yet?"

   "Huh? No, no."

   "We are supporting roles, and our scenes have already been filmed. I just want to stay a few more days because you see the scenery here is beautiful and you live comfortably."

Hearing this, before Chen Ling said anything, Wang Laishun felt relieved as if he had eaten honey, and laughed twice: "Then let's play for a few more days. After half a month and 20 days, the wild in the mountains The fruit is about to ripen, mulberry, wild strawberry, goat's milk, it tastes better than the dried fruit you ate before."

  The young couple's eyes lit up immediately, and they looked at each other, really looking forward to it.

But when I arrived at the threshing ground, I wanted to install a stone mill, but I couldn’t find a matching stone roller. They were too light. The old troublemaker’s house next to the threshing ground actually had a big stone roller. It is said that it was replaced by Li Hongqi’s thief last year. up.

   There was no other way, thinking that these people made the villagers a small fortune, they went to the village to look for it, and finally found a big stone roller from Chen Yongsheng's house.

   This was brought back by Chen Kannian, and it hadn’t been used for more than ten years. When one end was already covered with moss, when it rolled out, there was a nest of scorpions hidden in the deep pit underneath, which was a surprise.

Chen Yongsheng immediately took out his chopsticks and put the scorpion in his bag. The two young lovers were both scared and eager to try, especially when Chen Yongsheng cheerfully told Chen Ling that he would take the scorpion as a side dish and drink a pot. Can't help showing a strange brilliance.

  I thought to myself: There are so many delicious things in this place, and I don’t know what this scorpion tastes like, is it delicious?

  …

  Fit the stone roller with a wooden frame, and a few people pulled the big stone roller with a rope, and rolled it on the ground towards the threshing field.

  Chen Yongsheng and Chen Kannian also followed behind to join in the fun.

While walking, Chen Yongsheng also asked: "Fugui, how many batches of pickled salted eggs have you sent out this month? There are many people on the reservoir these days, and it's very congested. We haven't seen the three sons-in-law of Li Xian's family drive over. "

"Yeah, there are a lot of people outside the village these days, so I delivered them twice this month. The salted eggs at home are pickled very quickly, and a batch has already been pressed. I asked him to come back at night when he is free. When the time comes, the crowd will be gone. The car is ready to drive into the village."

  Chen Ling hugged the baby, a few steps behind them, and walked with Chen Kannian.

   This confused old man drank a few cups of tea and a glass of medicinal wine last year, and the times of confusion became less and less. Sometimes he was sober for half a month and twenty days in a row. I have to say that this is also a surprise.

  The old man was very close to Chen Ling's father, and when he was confused, he often mistook Chen Ling for his father.

   Naturally, he was also good to Chen Ling, teasing Rui Rui in his arms while walking.

  Ruirui grinned, showing her white baby teeth, lying on Chen Ling's shoulder and smiling at the old man, but he just didn't let him hug him.

   Chen Kannian was very helpless.

   "Oh, that's right. People leave at night, so you can drive in. Sometimes it's good to walk at night."

Chen Yongsheng nodded, and said, "Fugui, do you think we can do this job of salting salted eggs? If yes, we will do it with you, just like raising fish, you will be our pawn." Leader, let’s set up a breeding factory like in the village.”

   "Well... this job is capable, but Uncle Yongsheng, you don't want to be like raising fish, planting land, and making money by the way."

  Chen Ling smiled slightly: "In the matter of raising chickens, raising ducks and selling salted eggs, our own family, I will not play sloppy with you. After all, if you want to do it, I can't stop me, right?"

"That's the reason, I see that every household in our village raises chickens and ducks, and setting up a small breeding factory, that is, from a dozen to one or two hundred, isn't it just a matter of chance. "

  Chen Yongsheng laughed and said, Wang Laishun, who was pulling the stone roller in front, also hurriedly listened.

  Chen Ling knows how to make money, and he can make salted eggs a thing of prosperity. Didn't the villagers follow suit?

  He, the branch secretary, couldn't help being moved.

  I want to learn from others, and listen to how to read this scripture on getting rich.

"This is not a matter of chance. Fish farming can be done incidentally. Once poultry such as chickens and ducks reach a large scale, this guy can't do without people. Except for the plague at this time, we have to guard against something. Let the chickens and ducks lay more eggs, and you have to go back and forth frequently to feed and refill the chickens and ducks, and you have to take care of them all the time, which is not ordinary tired."

   "Once you encounter the busy farming season, if you want to get away, you have to always think about it."

   Chen Ling was telling the truth, and explained the pros and cons to them clearly.

   "Then don't set up a breeding factory, can you raise them like you do?" Chen Yongsheng asked again.

   "I built a mountain, and there are dogs watching. Most people can't learn it." Chen Ling shook his head and smiled.

  Chen Kannian couldn't help but glared at his elder son when he heard the words: "Fugui still has the leisure to come out to play with the baby. You raise chickens and ducks, even if you raise chickens and ducks on the mountain like Fugui, do you dare to come out and play around?"

   "Hey, according to this, this thing really doesn't work."

  Chen Yongsheng slapped his hands, and said helplessly: "Our dog is not as smart and capable as the dog of Fugui's. Let it go to see the chickens and ducks, and it will be good if it doesn't steal."

  Chen Gannian gave him a sideways glance: "This is terrible, it would be great if Fugui can lead you to raise fish, and you still want to learn everything from others and make money? Do you have that ability?"

  Wang Laishun at the front also shook his head and sighed. Indeed, it is easy for others to make money, but it is not enough to change someone.

   "Da, I didn't mean that..."

Chen Yongsheng hurriedly explained, and then said to Chen Ling: "Oh, I'm not jealous of you for being rich. In fact, I can go out to work with them if I want to make money. I just don't want to part with this family. I set up a stall in the reservoir to sell some money, and I came here for you. The crew also made us some money, so I thought about what business I could do in the village without going out."

"I see."

  Chen Ling doesn't mind other people learning from him. If you come here to ask about fish farming and salted eggs, Chen Yongsheng is not bad.

   It's just that your own pattern cannot be copied.

  Others can't learn it even if they want to.

   Just like that, while chattering and talking, he dragged the stone roller to the threshing ground.

  Recently, a lot of outsiders have come to the village, not only to play in the reservoir, but also to hang out in the village.

   Seeing this scene, seeing the freshness, he followed.

   There is also the little doll who has not yet reached the school age, holding a small whip and a branch, following behind the big stone roller, laughing and flicking the whip and beating.

  Hun mistook Wang Laishun for an old donkey in Lalukan.

   It made everyone who followed me burst out laughing.

Wang Laishun, who was staring straight eyebrows and ready to get angry when he turned his head, couldn't help stretching his brows and showing a smile, and only laughed and cursed: "Go, go, go, little monkey, be careful if you mess around again, I'll tie the luke to your crotch!" Come on, little bird."

   All the adults laughed even more happily.

   There are also a few people who are as dazed as the young couple, not knowing what this mediocrity is.

  Chen Ling said that this is another name for Shi Dun, but in fact Shi Dun was called by this name more often in the beginning.

  For example, in the Song Dynasty, there was also a program on Lalufan in Tokyo.

  Just like the dialect in many places used to be the official language, it will gradually cease to be called this.

  This is what they call it here, and Lu Ze does not pronounce the sound of "Lu", but the sound of "six", which is also the orthodox name that has been preserved.

After listening to Chen Ling's explanation, the group of people suddenly felt that their knowledge had greatly improved, and then the outsiders who followed also rolled up their sleeves to help wash the stone roller and stone mill, wipe them clean with a cloth, and hurriedly cleaned the stone rollers and stone mills. Lift the roller and put it on the grinding plate.

  Wang Laishun took the mill frame and the mill stick and installed them. He called the young couple to push the mill, and the mill began to spin.

   "Put food, put food..."

   A group of little dolls squeezed ahead of the adults. They felt that pushing was not enough, so they clapped their hands and shouted.

  Rui Rui in Chen Ling's arms also babbled and yelled after them.

  Although he was vague, he was able to spit out a decent word or two.

   "What do you want to grind?" Wang Laishun asked the two of them.

   "What can this be milled? Can flour be milled?"

   "Yes, you can grind any kind of noodles, corn, wheat, sorghum, millet, sweet potato... you can grind anything you want."

  Many outsiders who were onlookers also wanted to intervene and try this new thing. At this time, when they heard what Wang Laishun said, many people couldn't help asking: "Wang Zhishu, can this sweet potato be used for grinding noodles?"

  Before Wang Laishun said anything, someone replied: "Why can't sweet potatoes be ground for flour? Not only sweet potatoes, but also hay can be ground for flour, and elm bark can be ground for flour. When there is a famine, people rush to eat this elm bun."

  Everyone saw that it was an old man with scars on both sides of his cheeks. It was Chen Gannian, the fourth grandfather of Chen Ling's family.

  The old man was born before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he was well-informed, and he was overwhelmed by a few words.

  A group of young people surrounded him and asked questions.

   "Is there a famine even if there are mountains and rivers here?"

"Why don't there be famines? When the times are bad, the people in the mountains suffer a lot. When there is a drought, the grain harvest is not good, and some fleeing famines hide in the mountains from outside to find food. It is also very chaotic. "

   "Ah? Why did you flee to the mountains?"

"The village in this mountain is small, the population is small, and there is not much food to eat. People outside think that there are only a few people in this mountain, three or five families, who only eat so much food guarding such a big mountain. Quite a few, you won’t be hungry if you go there.”

   "Why don't you eat fish and go hunting in the mountains?"

"You child asked, in a drought year, there is no water in the river, where is there any fish, and when it comes to hunting, all the wild things are gone. Birds, beasts, people are also clever, and they know that your place is not good. Well, there is no food, why don't you run to other places and wait to die of thirst and starvation."

  Chen Gannian was speechless. These dolls, at first glance, have never suffered. They are asking questions.

The old man's behavior stimulated many young people, who felt that they were not incapable of suffering, so they asked for a taste of the elm bark steamed buns eaten in times of famine, but now who is not smart enough to play with that stuff, in the end they only got some Dried sweet potatoes are used to grind noodles for them to play around.

   This group of people pushed the roller very hard, and they all had a lot of fun.

  It’s just that the sweet potato noodles are finally ground, not to mention, they are dark, and the steamed buns are also dark. After one bite, you will directly doubt your life.

  It’s hard to swallow.

  Many people ate two or three mouthfuls, and then they ate directly with tears in their eyes.

  Looking at this scene, Chen Ling couldn't help but laugh. This is really a large-scale scene of reminiscing bitterness and thinking sweetness.

  Look, aren't you all moved to tears?

  (end of this chapter)