Chapter 009: Transportation of Grain (Part Two)
At this moment, Lu Qingyao walked out of the courtyard and interjected upon hearing the conversation between Sang Bai and the other person
Sang Bai inquired again
"Wasn't it said to be only around 200 jin? This must weigh at least 500 or 600 jin!" said Lü Qingyao.
In today's rural areas, the emphasis is not on democratic processes but rather on seniority and age. Therefore, these individuals are akin to the standing committee members of the village; once they make a decision, it is effectively finalized
Sang Bai does not care about this at all; if the things grown in space cannot compare to the grains produced in their own fields, how can they be considered miraculous
The oil lamp that exists now was lit in a dark room with the brightness of a lighter forty years later, and Sangbai had no interest in staying in such a place
Upon getting up and washing his face, Sang Bai was contemplating what to do when he heard some commotion outside
These things naturally require money. Currently, Sang Bai is financially cleaner than his face, but as someone who has returned from forty years in the future, he feels that making money does not seem too difficult.
Qiu has learned very quickly; he is a very clever little bear
Sang Bai did not pay attention either, and after saying a couple more sentences, he hurriedly drove the sled towards his small courtyard.
This is ?
Lü Qingju said: "These grains are borrowed from each household, and they will be returned when the summer harvest comes in"
As soon as Lv Qingyao and the others saw it, they were immediately captivated by the grains in Lv Qing's hand. Each of these grains was plump and full, significantly larger than the wheat they had grown themselves, by a whole one or two circles. One grain was almost equivalent to one and a half of the grains they cultivated at home.
Ji Shuping pinched a grain of millet and put it in his mouth, cracking it with his own teeth, and then began to chew: "Good millet! Uncle, you should try it too"
Bang
I heard that each bag only costs 0.1 yuan, which Sang Bai directly ignored. 0.1 yuan! At that time, Sang Bai could casually spend 100 yuan to buy two items and it would be gone. If 0.1 yuan could buy a bag of flour, what difference would it make if it were free?
In this game, I played for two to three consecutive days without feeling bored. Each time, I was humming and laughing, fully immersed in the enjoyment, to the point that in the end, Sang Bai didn't even want to disturb my enthusiasm.
As soon as the sled emerged from the ridge, it was spotted by the hardworking villagers
Sang Bai is most concerned about this
Saying this, Lü Qingju spread his hands, indicating for everyone to look at the grain in their hands
However, no one said that when the grain has been delivered to you, you complain that the threshing was done poorly? Isn't that just foolishness
At this time, Sang Bai had not yet experienced what purchasing power a single cent represented.
"What is everyone busy with?" Sang Bai was touched by the sincere smiles on the faces of the villagers
The space contains desks and chairs that were previously used, but they are all made of composite board. If a set of solid wood furniture is not arranged in this place, how can Sang Bai find any sense of balance in his heart
Although he could not clearly hear what the villagers were calling out, Sang Bai could still feel the genuine joy that came from their hearts
As the autumn harvest was completed, with a diameter of about 10 meters, when the grain had not yet reached the ankles, Sang Bai picked up a small broom and began to pack the grain into the sacks
In the town, there is a public mill where flour is produced using machines, and it is also the place for husking rice. Over there, a bag costs a small fee, and if one does not have money, a bit of grain can also be given in exchange; it is not expensive and is much easier and more convenient than manual grinding
Those who care about their reputation feel great psychological pressure when receiving others' provisions
"Well, I think we should keep some of this grain for seeds, and after we carry the rest to the market, we can exchange it for some mixed grains. This grain is too good; it would be a waste for us to consume it." said Lü Qingyao
Lü Qingyao glanced at the "young peach sapling"
Having cleared the space, he loaded the empty sled with the autumn harvest, estimating that he might encounter the villagers ahead. It was only then that Sangbai moved all the grain onto the sled.
Agricultural tools are still necessary; regardless of the circumstances, the appearance of farming must be presented. If agricultural tools are to be present, then plowing oxen and similar animals seem to be indispensable as well
After some contemplation, the sun had set. He pretended to boil a little water and brewed himself a pot of tea. Sangbai enjoyed the peaches along with the tea and the autumn harvest.
In other words, one sack can hold one hundred jin of grain, so these four sacks would contain approximately four hundred jin of food. The distribution on the Sangbai side is good, with two sacks of grain and two sacks of rice.
There is nothing at home, so it is certainly necessary to acquire some items, at the very least to get a table and chairs
In addition to the four burlap sacks from the villagers, several bags originally belonging to the Sangbai family were also utilized. Regardless of whether they were garbage bags or woven bags, as long as they were large enough, Sangbai filled them with grain, directly piling the sled into a small mound.
A full sled of grain suddenly stunned everyone
Thus, having delayed for some time, I borrowed four burlap sacks from the villagers upon my arrival, all of which were filled to the brim, each weighing one hundred pounds.
Hey! Come over and take a look at this grain
Seeing Lu Qingyao still carrying, Sang Bai immediately said: "I will take this bag, just this one bag. Could you please help me move this seedling down?"
However, upon further reflection, it makes sense. The village is nearly out of food, and constantly eating thin porridge made from cornmeal and dried sweet potatoes is unbearable. I have seen that everyone is as thin as little chicks, and not a single person in the village weighs over 100 pounds. Even a robust adult man is slimmer than contemporary female celebrities. They certainly need food.
Are you also on the machine? '' Sangbai Road
This ... ...
Upon hearing Sang Bai's request, Lv Qingyao set down the sack of grain and turned to embrace the peach sapling
Several people helped Sang Bai carry the grain into the house
No household will keep the lights on for too long, and the reason is simple: kerosene costs money
After chatting for a few more moments, Lü Qingyao and the others returned, and after waiting for ten minutes, they came back leading two mules.
Ji Shuping is somewhat curious: "These saplings are sufficient for several acres"
Returning to the small courtyard, Sang Bai discovered that several elderly villagers, including Lü Qingyao, had arrived.
Lü Qingju, curious, opened a small bag and reached in to grab a handful of grain
After everyone had a taste, they all nodded in approval of the wheat, and then they turned their attention to the rice, which naturally elicited another round of admiration
A few individuals examined it closely and quickly discovered the problem, which was that the grain had been threshed too carelessly, with quite a few still bearing ears. To these seasoned farmers, it was immediately apparent that the person who had done the threshing was undoubtedly a novice
As night fell, the entire village also fell silent.
That is certainly the case
I will go with you tomorrow
The road is somewhat difficult to traverse, as it is already springtime. Although it is a bit cold in the mountains, the snow on the ground has begun to melt. If it were not for the considerable effort required for the autumn harvest, it is likely that this sled would have to be discarded
"I will first unload my grain, and I will trouble you several to transport the rest back to the village," said Sang Bai
I would like to ask, how can the grain be processed into white rice and white flour here
Thus, Sang Bai felt relaxed, brewing a small pot of tea made from the dregs he had brought over decades ago, slurping it while watching the autumn harvest work.
Before the boy could utter any ill-fated words, an adult who had followed him slapped the back of his head and said: "Mr. Sang, you were eaten by a wolf and yet nothing happened!"
It must be mentioned that Taozi is quite impressive, while Sang Bai is somewhat more laid-back, lacking the competitive spirit that is often found in typical young people. As a result, his tolerance for Qingxi is higher than that of most individuals.
Returning, I moved a brick slab and placed it at the door, allowing Qiushou to lie at my feet and make a foot mat for me, while I casually stroked the bear's head. Sangbai began to contemplate the plans for the future
"Yes, the surroundings here are quite empty, and I am planning to plant some peach trees," said Sangbai.
Ji Yanping looked at the seedlings in the bag and the small saplings tied under the sled and asked
He went to bed around 7 o'clock, and Sang Bai woke up at 5 o'clock. There was no way to avoid waking up. He had already slept for 10 hours, and if he continued to sleep, Sang Bai felt that his old back was about to break.
I originally thought it would only be around one or two hundred jin, but who would have known that once packed, it turned out to be so much. This portion is mine, and the rest in the burlap sack, as well as this one in the cloth bag, I kindly ask you gentlemen to divide them according to the number of people..." said Sang Bai.
I have some spare time here; adding a bit more won't take much effort anyway, " Sang Bai said with a smile.
In the past, many of the smiles that Sang Bai encountered were professional in nature; they appeared to be smiles but lacked genuine feeling, as such smiles were mechanical and devoid of emotion
A group of elderly gentlemen is somewhat troubled
Standing in the yard, looking towards the direction of the village, I noticed a lantern swaying and 'floating' towards me.
Moreover, the grains of the mulberry have grown through several harvests, so each grain is naturally large and plump
In spring plowing, turn the soil over, and in a few days, the seedlings can be transplanted. Mr. Sang, where would you like to designate your land?
It is good to plant peach trees, as one can enjoy the blossoms in spring and eat peaches in summer
"I haven't seen it yet. Alright, I won't chat with you all anymore. I need to hurry and transport the grain back. Everyone is coming to distribute the grain tonight!" said Sang Bai.
However, even if it is very delicious, eating the same thing for several months can still lead to a feeling of nausea. Yet, Tao'er can still eat it every day, at every meal, without any issue. It truly embodies the idea of being able to eat it endlessly without getting tired of it
Watching them leave, Sang Bai went to the door, organized his own food, and at the same time set aside the bags of rice and flour that were prepared to be transported to the town tomorrow
Sang Bai felt a pang of sadness in his heart, but upon reflection, he realized that this was their decision, and it was not appropriate for him to comment further. After all, he could not conjure up several thousand pounds of grain, and if he did, he would feel foolish.
Sang Bai immediately thought to say that it was unnecessary to return the favor, but upon reflection, he realized that these villagers were simple men, truly lacking the convolutions of decades later, and probably felt embarrassed to directly take their own grain. Thus, he simply responded with a sound of acknowledgment.
As soon as I descended the slope, someone immediately came to greet me
Lü Qingyao and the others exchanged glances, and then Lü Qingyao spoke up.
A certain establishment was bustling with activity, and within less than ten minutes, the work was completed.
Thus, around 7 or 8 o'clock, the entire village was plunged into darkness
After sitting for a while, Sang Bai felt that there was nothing to do and wanted to go plant some trees. When he looked out into the yard, he noticed that the fields across the way were bustling with the figures of people, and he thought that it might not be appropriate for him to borrow a hoe at this time.
However, the smiles of the villagers are different; they make Sang Bai feel that a genuine smile can truly infect others
It has been proven that the autumn harvest is a clumsy bear doll
How do I get to the town
Mr. Sang, you have returned; we thought you had been taken by wolves...
After a while, following a series of hesitations
Upon hearing about the distribution of grain, several middle-aged individuals became hesitant
Close the courtyard door, close the house door, Sang Bai directly threw the autumn harvest into the yard to serve as a guard, and then he burrowed into the space to take a deep sleep