Group after group of Xianjiqiao people came to the Youth Farm to observe the young educated people’s rice-throwing skills. Each of them had a smile on their face and pointed at the young educated people. The young educated people felt like their faces were on fire.
How embarrassing! The rice seedlings are planted like weeds. The rice fields in Xianjiqiao are like works of art. Looking down from the top of the mountain, the paddy fields reflect the sky, like blue ribbons, and
The seedlings are like beautiful patterns on a ribbon. The rice fields at Youth Farm are like stained silk scarves.
"Let's all go back. It's not easy for people to come all the way from the city. Who is born to farm? They are born in the city. They don't have to be like the people of Xianjiqiao who are born to touch the handle of a hoe.
"Yes." Zhang Fangqing said loudly.
"Fang Qing is right, everyone should go back. Don't act like you have never seen the world." Zhou Maolin said loudly. Finally, he drove everyone back from Xianji Bridge.
Wu Wanyi was a little worried: "Our rice field has just been transplanted and it has caused such a big joke. If the yield of this rice field is not good in the future, what will we do?"
"Even if the yield is not good, it doesn't necessarily have anything to do with us throwing out the rice seedlings. Our rice fields are new. Although we have applied base fertilizer, the soil is still different from the rice fields in Xianjiqiao. The mud in their rice fields is all black and oily.
, the soil in our rice fields is all yellow," Zhao Jianguo said.
"However, others will think it's because we transplanted the rice seedlings." Wu Wanyi said.
"Don't think so much. We came to such a remote mountainous area with passion, not for pleasure or fame and fortune, but because of our ideals! In this case, why should we care about other people's opinions?" Zhao Jianguo said.
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Because the educated youth adopted the rice-throwing technique, they completed the rice-planting task ahead of Xianji Bridge.
Chang Xing didn't know that his random move would bring such a big disturbance to the youth farm, so he could only smile helplessly. It was really unintentional.
The fruit trees around the new house are growing very well. The orchard that contains almost all the fruit tree types in Taipingqiao Town has been officially named Huaguoshan by the people of Xianjiqiao. Chang Xing wondered if he should go to Qingshui one day and get some from the gardening office.
Some of the rarer fruit tree saplings came back and turned the whole forest behind into an orchard, making the orchard a veritable mountain of flowers and fruits.
From the time of transplanting, the earliest fruit in Xianjiqiao is the loquat, and the variety of fruits in Xianjiqiao has been almost uninterrupted. Although the taste is not very good, it can still bring a sense of joy to the difficult life of the people of Xianjiqiao.
Ribbons of astringent sweetness.
By the time the peaches on the Dama River slowly shed their bitterness and turned red on their tips, the rice in the rice fields had turned a heavy golden color. The people of Xianjiqiao were already looking forward to a bumper harvest.
The educated young people at Youth Farm have completely forgotten the dilemma they faced when transplanting rice seedlings. Although in Xianji Bridge, their rice-throwing skills still occasionally make jokes, the educated young people no longer take these seriously. Because
, they were pleasantly surprised to find that although the rice transplanting was messy, the rice seemed to be growing very well. Maybe they could get an incredible harvest.
Like the old farmers in Xianjiqiao, Zhao Jianguo's favorite thing to do is to walk to the edge of the field, pinch off an ear of rice, and count the number of rice grains on the ear one by one.
"Jianguo, our rice fields seem to be doing well! Once the early rice is harvested this year, we will have a surplus of food immediately," Dai Fudong said.
"I'm afraid the new educated youth are coming." Zhao Jianguo murmured.
"How do you know? Did the commune talk to you? Or did Secretary Zhou tell you the latest news?" Dai Fudong was a little worried. Now the Youth Farm is finally peaceful. If a new group of educated youths come now, I am afraid that this kind of
The good days are coming to an end again.
"Didn't you listen to the radio? According to the current situation, there should be a large number of educated young people going to the mountains and countryside. We sacrificed five educated young people last year, but our farms are developing best and will soon be self-sufficient. Give
It’s natural for us to add more people,” Zhao Jianguo said.
"Isn't it a good thing to increase manpower? We currently have too few manpower and it is difficult to expand the scale of the farm. If you want to do something good, you must have a large number of like-minded people!" Ding Henggao said.
"Henggao, it's not as simple as you think. Are you so sure that the people who come here are all people with high ideological consciousness? To be honest, if the ideological consciousness is really high, you would have gone to the mountains and countryside with us last year, right? Will you still do it?
Wait until this year? I think this year is very likely to bring all those idle second-rate people to the countryside. If I am unlucky enough to say it, our youth farm will not have a peaceful life in the future." Zhao Jianguo felt a little depressed when he thought of this. He
I really want to make a career in Xianjiqiao.
"Perhaps the result is not as bad as you expected. Moreover, Jianguo, have you discovered that Xianji Bridge is a place that can temper people. At the beginning, Xiao Guangming and Chen Renshan, none of them were fuel-efficient. In the end,
It's like that. Alas." Ding Henggao said.
"I'm even more worried when you mention this. It's really not simple here at Xianji Bridge. The beasts in the mountains are completely beyond my expectation. As for Chang Xing, I have never been able to see through him." Zhao Jianguo said.
"This man has a kind heart. As long as we don't provoke him, nothing will happen to him," Feng Wanlin said.
"Of course we won't provoke him. But in the future, those newcomers who don't know how powerful they are will probably provoke this person." Zhao Jianguo said.
"Isn't this better? It's up to you to educate the newcomers. If they commit suicide and send them to Chang Xing, why don't we just watch the fun?" Dai Fudong said with a smile.
Zhou Maolin and several brigade cadres walked among the golden waves, watching the golden sea rise and fall with the wind, and felt extremely comfortable.
"I said that the rice seeds grown in Changxing are much better than those grown in Xianjiqiao. It's true. With this momentum this year, we can harvest at least a hundred pounds more per acre than last year. This is amazing!" Zhou Maolin said proudly!
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"It's not just an extra harvest of a hundred catties. I think it's possible to harvest an additional hundred, forty or fifty catties. Good fields can't be harvested much. The main thing is thin fields. These seeds are resistant to barrenness, and those newly opened fields will grow better."
It’s not necessarily bad. The yield should be increased by at least 200 kilograms. On average, I think the yield per mu may be increased by 140 to 50 kilograms. This is still a conservative guess." Zhang Fangqing said.
"Thanks to Chang Xing." Zhou Maolin nodded.
"Yes. When our production team was raising seedlings, something almost went wrong. If Chang Xing hadn't been there, our production team would have wasted at least several hundred kilograms of seeds. If we changed back to our original seeds, we would have lost more than just those hundreds of kilograms.
That’s a pound of seeds!” Zhang Fangqing said with some fear.
"You are still too rough. You should be more careful in the future." Zhou Maolin said.
"It's really not my fault this time. There were a few novices who insisted on following the work, but they had no experience at all. They actually forgot about what I had already ordered. They almost killed me." Zhang Fangqing quickly complained to himself.
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"It's not your fault. How can you arrange everything for novices to do?" Zhou Maolin said.
"Secretary Maolin, over there is the rice field of Youth Farm. Judging from the momentum, their harvest should not be bad." Zhang Fangqing pointed to a rice field not far away and said.
"It's really strange. They transplanted the rice so much, and it was a new field, and the yield seemed to be good." Zhou Maolin naturally remembered clearly that when the rice was transplanted, the Youth Farm unexpectedly used the rice-throwing technology. However, the rice-throwing technology did not seem to affect the yield.
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"We worked so hard to make the rice fields so exquisite, but in the end, the output was about the same as others. I'm really unconvinced." Zhang Fangqing remembered that he had laughed at these educated youths at the time, but now he felt like someone was slapped on his face.
Fanned a few times.
Zhou Maolin also fell into deep thought. Farming can still be done like this. If this works, can Xianji Bridge reclaim more wasteland? In this way, Xianji Bridge's total daily output will increase and there will be more food.
There is a surplus of food. If there is a surplus of grain, can we feed more livestock on the premise of having enough to eat?
"Why don't we use rice seedling throwing in the future? Anyway, the final yield is the same, so why do we have to work so hard?" Xiao Yinshun said.
"I think it's okay. We can also try the seedling-throwing technique." Zhou Fenglai also said.
Chang Xing watched as the people from Xianjiqiao cut down the pigweed grown in the tea farm into pieces. Then they tied them into bundles and carried them to the pig farm of the Xianjiqiao brigade to feed the pigs.
"Changxing, the tea leaves are growing well." Xiao Laosi said.
"Yes. It's growing well." Chang Xing nodded with a smile and helped Xiao Laosi carry a bundle of pigweed onto his shoulders.
Xiao Laosi has experience in breeding, and the Xianjiqiao Brigade asked him to lead a group of people to take charge of the pig farm. Now the pig grass in the tea farm is getting denser and denser, and they have to come to the tea farm several times a day to cut the pig grass.
"Chang Xing, do you still keep that camphor tree?" Xiao Laosi asked.
"Keep it and put it on the mountain. It will go out to look for food every day without me having to worry about it," Chang Xing said.
"That camphor tree is pretty good. You should be more optimistic about it. From now on, if you have some free time, I will help you get some musk." Xiao Laosi said.
"Yes. But next time, maybe there will be more than just camphor." Chang Xing nodded.
"Have you caught camphor again? Yes, if you want to catch it, you can catch even a tiger." Xiao Laosi smiled.
In front of the gate of Dashui Commune, a green Jiefang brand car stopped. Standing in the trailer of the car were dozens of young people wearing green military uniforms and green military caps.
"We're here. This is the Dashui Commune." A middle-aged man of about 40 years old got out of the cab of the Jiefang Automobile. This man was Jiang Jijun, the Minister of Arms of the Dashui Commune.
"This is Dashui Commune. It is really backward."
"It's shabby and not as beautiful as the toilet in our daily chemical factory."
"What the hell is this place? I'm going to stay here for several years? Damn it! I was deceived! Where are the beautiful mountains and clear waters that were promised? And the hordes of beauties that were promised?"
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Jiang Jijun frowned and looked at this car of educated young people. These people were the ones he picked up from the county on behalf of Dashui Commune today. This was the second batch of educated young people accepted by Dashui Commune. Jiang Jijun was thinking in his heart, Shi
If the secretary saw this group of people, he would probably be in trouble. Compared with the group of educated youths who came last year, this group of young intellectuals is not that bad at all!
