Chapter seven hundred and thirteenth report potatoes
"I was supposed to investigate this matter later. Now that you know it, tell me how many acres of land you have growing potatoes now!?" Salinchkin asked. 23US.
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Jelentina pinched her chin. It was difficult to answer his question, because even though the speed of farming had been slowed down by receiving supplies, now the army and the people were working together, tens of thousands of people were working on the land, and potatoes had really low environmental requirements.
She simply said conservatively: "Our current farmland is about 4,000 acres. Note that the acres here are actually based on Chinese standards, which means one hectare of land is divided into fifteen pieces. In other words, Russian acres are Chinese acres.
Sixteen times. After receiving the airdrop materials, the military and civilians will carry out agricultural reclamation on a larger scale, and there will be more and more fields!"
Salinchkin calculated with his fingers that four thousand Chinese acres is about 67 hectares. So how much can be produced from such a lot of land? He had to ask: "I'm new here, and you know the environment here well. Please help me."
Estimate how many tons these lands can produce?"
This problem is very simple. Although the quality of peat soil is poor, it is just that it cannot guarantee six tons of potatoes per acre. One and a half to two tons per acre is still no problem, not to mention that farmers are now using farmyard manure frequently.
Yang Mingzhi said cheerfully: "Comrade Commissioner, you must be mentally prepared. An area of Chinese acres is planted with this, and the yield per mu is usually about two tons. Four thousand Chinese acres is 8,000 tons. What is this concept? An adult
Eating one kilogram of potatoes a day is definitely enough to survive without starving to death. Even so, our production in April is enough to feed the entire residents of Novgomel for five years!"
"What?! Five whole years?!" Salinchkin was so frightened that he even dropped the pieces of bread in his hands!
In fact, when Yang Mingzhi said this, he was not the only one who was shocked. Even Yelentina and Yevlov, even Natasha Carambola, and even the civilian staff passing by heard it clearly.
It is estimated that his resignation will spread throughout the entire collective farm immediately! Yang Mingzhi was a little worried. The potato yield per acre was very crazy, but he took his two tons per acre for granted. In order to avoid bragging, he still said: "Comrades, my potato yield is very crazy."
It is almost the maximum output. Considering that we sow seeds at the end of winter, the growth of potatoes will definitely be affected. Moreover, a lot of land has just been cultivated and sown. We sow the sprouted roots in March and have to wait until June to harvest. Because
The yield of thirty tons per hectare must be achieved at least in summer."
"So you, aren't you about to face the harvest season? How many potatoes can you harvest this season?" Salinchkin continued to ask.
"Maybe a thousand tons? Maybe two thousand tons? We won't know until the harvest! In short, not only can we not starve, we can also store food and even support the guerrillas of our friendly neighbors!"
Salinchkin picked up the fallen bread and looked at everyone with joy: "Today I learned a lesson from the Chinese Belekov. This man is really a strange man! And you senior officers of the 84th Division, and
Many soldiers and civilians are fighting here. I originally thought that Marshal Timoshenko would bring 70 tons of supplies in one fell swoop just to save the hungry and cold people. I never thought that you would seize the time to produce between battles! You took three collective farms
Collectively known as Novgomel, this new city is really full of new things. Okay, now let me try what Chinese noodles taste like. We have eaten so many, and this hot pot is cool enough to eat!
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"Then please do it, Comrade Salinchkin." Yevlov, who had been silent for a long time, said quickly.
"Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obey. I'll be the first spoonful of this pot of noodles." Then Salinchkin stood up. Unfortunately, this was his first time making noodles. The long white noodles are not just made of soup.
A spoon can do it. Yang Mingzhi was embarrassed and couldn't bear to watch him make a joke, so he stood up, took his unique chopsticks, and cut off the noodles forcefully. This scene is really amazing, Salin
Qi Jin was shocked that the two wooden sticks were handled so skillfully by this man!
"Originally I shouldn't have taken action, but Comrade Commissioner is eating this once, so I might as well help. Since this is Chinese dining, Chinese tableware must be used. These two ordinary wooden sticks are very simple tableware.
It's also in line with your philosophy." While laughing, Yang Mingzhi filled a bowl for the commissioner.
Then he said to everyone: "Comrades, come on, I will serve food for everyone. Don't worry, these are public wooden sticks, which are larger than what I use myself."
"Nonsense, this is what I ordered people to prepare! I don't want to eat your saliva." Yelentina smiled, and said the two syllables of "chopsticks" with words that lacked the texture of lubricating oil in the gears.
Even if the superiors did not take action, they themselves could not take action. Yang Guo and Natasha maintained table manners, even though their stomachs were already growling instinctively, and they did not know how much saliva they swallowed. The superiors had many official matters before eating.
, the two of them have no interest in listening to this at all. Now there is only one thing to do, and that is to eat!
Salinchkin started the banquet, and Yang Mingzhi filled everyone's wooden bowls. To be honest, now he was gradually satisfied with the craftsmanship in the canteen. No matter what, cooking a pot of noodles was no more troublesome than boiling a pot of vegetable soup.
In fact, there is no big problem in eating noodles with a fork, at least that's what Yelentina did. Yang Mingzhi glanced at him and smiled without saying a word. After all, the skill of holding chopsticks must be learned carefully, such as Natasha.
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After chatting for a long time, lunch had already begun. Salinchkin, who was savoring the so-called authentic Chinese noodles, couldn't help but hear strange sounds coming from his ears. He turned his head and saw his new Chinese friend, first
No, he manipulates the wooden stick like medical tweezers, and the way he eats is like sucking the noodles into his mouth. The sound is really loud.
If you look carefully, it is not just the case of the Berekovs, but also of the sniper Spiroskina. This traditional Belarusian girl accepts new things very quickly, or maybe it is because of her natural dexterity.
"Berekov, do Chinese people make loud noises when eating? In Russia, we are always careful not to make loud noises when eating. This is table manners." Salinchkin said casually.
Yang Mingzhi hummed and swallowed the food in his mouth first. "What's wrong? Are you making too loud noises while eating?"
"Yes! Even if you are soldiers, you shouldn't gorge yourself like this! Besides, do you want to set a bad example for ladies!?"
Yang Mingzhi understood what he meant. Yang Mingzhi said with a smile: "This can be regarded as a collision of cultures. In distant China, you can only make loud noises when eating noodles, while eating other foods
Chew carefully and keep your eyes open."
"No, no, no! In Russia, you shouldn't make too much noise when eating noodles. Besides, you just suck the noodles into your mouth, so you're not afraid of choking yourself?!"
"Comrade Commissioner, please pay attention!" Yelentina quickly continued: "We are eating authentic Chinese noodles, not pasta. Their eating habits and table manners are very different from ours. Not to mention it is only in Moscow. Compared with Minsk, the dining culture is a bit surprising.”
Salinchkin scratched his head: "That's true, but I still tend to eat quietly. But these noodles are really good. I don't know whether this should be regarded as a staple food or a thick soup. In short, I think I can eat two big bowls of this." My stomach is full! Why should I eat bread?"
Suddenly, everyone in the office laughed, and Yang Mingzhi laughed and said: "Because this is a staple food. Really, instead of baking a huge big leba, it is better to roll the dough into dough and cut it into strips. It is so harmonious. It is extremely convenient and quick to cook all kinds of vegetables in one pot. I even think that the troops should bring some air-dried noodles when they march, so that every soldier can have such a hot meal when they camp."
Salinch Golden Head: "This idea is very constructive, I think we can try it."
"Really? In fact, Comrade Berekov is also a chef. Chinese food is more than just one pot. He can make many delicious dishes using the most common ingredients here. It has really improved my understanding of eating!" Yeah! Lian Jina's eyes were filled with excitement.
Yang Mingzhi accepted the compliment and said hurriedly: "Today's meal is sumptuous enough. I don't need to show my shame. I will cook it myself when I have the opportunity in the future. Let our Comrade Salinchkin taste my authentic Chinese food." vegetable."
"Great! But don't stop me today. I found that a pot of noodles is so delicious. I stopped eating the piece of bread in my hand, and then drank the soup-like noodles. , until you are full.”