Chapter 303: Caused by Pheasant Eggs
As the saying goes, a year's plan starts with spring. Reading At the beginning of spring, everything comes back to life.
As soon as the thaw came, the village became busy.
Rice is still the main food. Su Qing'an still divided the land into early and late rice.
The sixty hectares of good land in Renzhou City were only planted for one season last year, wasting dozens of hectares of good land. This year, we still have to plant early rice early so that we can plant a season of winter wheat.
So as soon as the thaw came, Su Qing'an hurriedly called Xiang Shang and Su's father and asked them to take people to the counties and towns under Renzhou to plant rice seeds and raise rice seedlings.
Sixty hectares of good land, I'm afraid a lot of rice seedlings will be raised.
Thinking of the thieves who saw that there was grain in Renzhou last year and sabotaged it, they cut the grain before it was ripe, and came to rob it again after the grain was harvested, Su Qing'an selected some people to look after it day and night.
She couldn't let her efforts go to waste.
The rice seedlings in Renzhou City have just been raised, and the spring tea has to be harvested.
Last year, spring tea and autumn tea made the villages sell sweet tea, and they are all waiting.
They are eager to try, their eyes are shining, and they are staring at Yongfenghao. See when Manager Ding will put up the sign for collecting spring tea.
Manager Ding didn't know that his shop was being closely watched by people from all walks of life.
On this day, he just put up the sign for collecting spring tea, and saw black shadows flashing from all directions, running so fast.
Manager Ding didn't react, and was stunned at first, and then he reacted, and suddenly he realized that there was a thief!
It's terrible, a thief has entered the market town!
He looked left and right, just about to shout, and just about to reach out to stop the patrolling guard, he heard a figure running fast in front of him, shouting: "Manager Ding has put up a sign, collecting spring tea, collecting spring tea!"
What the hell?
Shopkeeper Ding was confused, and his neck was stiff as he looked at the sign he had just put up...
Is it because of the affair or his sign?
Xiang Zhen, who was in the new shop next door, saw his dull look and burst out laughing.
"Everyone is looking forward to you putting up a sign, and their eyes are green with anticipation!"
Shopkeeper Ding couldn't help laughing after hearing this. Hehe, these mountain people.
Can't they come to the shop to ask? Must they squat outside and stare? It scared him.
Really, simple and cute.
Shopkeeper Ding shook his head and raised his eyebrows at Xiang Zhen: "I'm going to be busy, you guys, watch?"
"I'm busy! How can I have time to watch you!" Turned and went into the house.
This person. Shopkeeper Ding smiled and turned into the shop.
When Su Qingmei heard that people from the village came to ask her if she wanted to go up the mountain to pick spring tea, Yongfenghao had posted the news of collecting spring tea.
Biting the root wrong again and again.
It hurts to think about it. How much money must have been lost this year.
Ah, I can't think about it, it hurts to think about it.
Waved his hand: "Notify the village to start picking tea."
"Yes."
After Guo left. Su Qingmei called Wei Fuchang.
Last winter, the family hibernated at home, and the marriage of Wei Fuchang and Su Qingliu was already decided.
It has been a year since Yaya's father passed away. When Wei Fuchang's family celebrates the first anniversary in the summer, they will get married. There is not much to pay attention to. It's not a big deal for six years of mourning.
Nowadays, it is difficult for ordinary people to live, and being able to eat and live is the most important thing.
Besides, the two of them are in the village, hiding here and there, and they can be seen in a small place. It's better to get married early.
Since the marriage of the two was decided, Wei Fuchang often went in and out of the Su family, eating and sleeping in the Su family for three meals a day.
Both Su's father and mother were kind people. They didn't dislike their son-in-law and order him around. They were happy to get along with each other.
Besides, Su Qing'an had a lot of things to do, so she needed loyal people to help her.
The task of picking spring tea was handed over to Wei Fuchang and Su Qingliu.
One was responsible for collecting and inspecting, and the other was responsible for paying wages and transportation.
Lu and Ruyi helped Su Qingliu, while Su's mother and Qingxing couldn't stay idle, so they also took their two little grandchildren to the mountains to pick tea. Of course, they mostly took their two grandchildren to play.
In Xingeng Village, except for those who had work, everyone else went up the mountain to pick tea.
That evening, Gu Siming, the grandson of Gu Hongde, who used to follow Qingyang, brought seven or eight pheasant eggs to Xiaobao and Yaya.
"Here, I picked them when my grandfather and I were picking tea. Give them to Xiaobao and Yaya."
Su Qing'an was in the yard, checking the quality of the tea brought by everyone, and saw this scene.
"Mom, pheasant eggs! My brother gave them to me!" Xiaobao grabbed an egg in one hand and trotted towards Su Qing'an with a smile on his face.
"Have you thanked my brother?"
"Thank you. My brother said no thanks."
"Be good. Oh, don't squeeze it too tightly, otherwise it will break!" After instructing Xiaobao, he walked towards Gu Siming.
"Did you go up the mountain to pick tea with your grandfather?"
When the child first came to the village, he was still timid. He didn't dare to answer when asked and hid behind his grandfather.
But since he followed Tong's mother and daughter and others to raise white wax worms last year and helped to keep records behind them, he has become cheerful.
Later, Qingyang came and often played with Qingyang.
Now Qingyang goes to Ma Xin to practice kung fu, so he follows his grandfather to pick tea leaves in the mountains.
"Well, when grandpa has no work, he goes up the mountain to pick tea leaves, and he can also earn some copper coins."
"Why don't you go to the market town with Brother Qingyang?"
"I went. Uncle Xin said I was too young and asked me to go next year."
The seven-year-old child has gained a lot of weight since he first came, but he is still skinny. There are many children of this age in the village.
Gu Hongde, an old student and private school teacher, went up the mountain to pick tea leaves?
Su Qingmei pondered, would it be a waste of talent?
Now everyone in the village can eat enough, people's livelihood and economy are also getting better, and there is no shortage of weapons. Should we do something to educate people?
Gu Siming saw that Su Qingmei kept staring at him. The child was still too young and was a little scared by being stared at.
"Boss, my grandfather is fine, I will go back with my grandfather first."
"Ah? Oh, okay. Let's go back. Thank you for the eggs today."
"No thanks, no thanks." After saying that, he ran over happily to hold his grandfather's hand and walked out of the Su family's gate.
Su's mother took a few pheasant eggs in the basket and led Xiaobao over: "Xiaobao finally has eggs to eat."
Huh?
Su Qingmei just remembered that eggs have become a rare commodity in the mountains.
In many villages here, if you want to eat meat, you can go up the mountain to hunt wild animals. Almost few people raise poultry, so if you want to eat eggs, you have to rely on luck.
If you go up the mountain and come across a pheasant's nest, you might be able to pick up eggs. If you don't, you won't have eggs to eat.
Su Qing'an had too many things to do and forgot about this matter.
She glanced at Xiaobao and saw that he was staring at the eggs, excitedly competing with Su's mother for the basket. Su's mother was afraid that he would drop it, so she didn't let him take it. One of them wanted it and the other coaxed it.
"Mom, what do you think about us raising some chickens? Let's save some eggs for Xiaobao and Yaya to eat."
Su's mother was stunned for a moment, and slapped her thigh: "Okay, raising chickens is good! I said there is no shortage of food and drink in the mountains, but I always feel that something is missing. It turns out that it is the lack of eggs. Okay, raise them!"
Raise them.
Where do the chicks come from?