Halfway through November, the temperature in the ravine is as cold as a day, not to mention compared with the county, even compared with the town, even if the sun is out outside in broad daylight, the temperature difference must be at least more than five degrees, let alone at night, it is almost eight or nine degrees cold.

Although it has not snowed yet, the creek under the slope has frozen in the morning, and it is only after noon that the ice in the creek can melt, and it will be dark again before it is completely melted, so the ice in the creek is getting harder day by day, and the river is about to be closed.

Fortunately, there is no farm work in Sijiaping Village now, and the villagers have also reached the most idle time of the year. The village enters the most idle time of the year.

At this time, it doesn't make much sense to go to bed early and get up early, because even if you get up early, it's not a good experience to go outside, and the breeze that pops out of the valley in the summer is cool and swishing, and now the breeze blows on the face again, it's not cool and swishing, it's like pulling your face with a razor that is not too sharp, and it hurts.

Therefore, all the people in the village slept until the third pole of the day, and got together early in the evening to chat and fart, play mahjong, and go home to sleep in the pit at ten o'clock, which is the winter work and rest time of Sijiaping Village.

Canghai's family got up, washed their faces, brushed their teeth or something, and began to make brunch, which means that breakfast was solved with lunch, from three meals a day to two.

When they went out, Ping An and Wu Hui got up early, so they asked Ping An and Wu Hui to carry baskets to pick vegetables in the greenhouse, while Canghai saw that the third uncle and the third aunt were busy pasting the window, so he raised his feet and walked over to greet the third uncle and three aunts.

"Have you eaten?" The third aunt Wei Qin saw Canghai coming over and asked with a smile.

Canghai replied: "I haven't eaten yet, have you eaten it?"

Cang Shiyuan replied: "We haven't yet, I slept a little cold last night, I think the pit is not very useful, and I don't know what the weather is, it seems to be earlier than the previous cold time, it used to be too hot to sleep at night when I burned a kang in November, and now it's good, and the pit is not very useful at the beginning of November."

Most of the kilns in the village are wooden frames, and there are gaps in the wooden frames, and these gaps are nothing when the weather is not cold, but when the weather is cold, the wind that is small through the gaps blows into the kiln, and when it blows on people's bodies, it immediately makes people feel excited. If you don't glue this seam, it won't be so comfortable to sleep at night.

For example, the kiln of the Canghai family and the Ping'an family, or the new kiln in the village are all aluminum alloy frames, and the windproof factor was originally taken into account when installing, and the windows and doors were naturally sealed in front of them, so there was no need to paste the windows or anything.

But the villagers' old kilns are all simple wooden door shelves can't stand it, and they must paste the windows and seal all the seams with kraft paper, so as to ensure that the temperature in the kiln is maintained all day long.

Canghai listened to the third uncle's complaints, smiled and put the paste basin on the ground in his hand, and stretched it out in front of the third uncle. Cang Shiyuan picked up the brush in the basin, carefully swept the paste of the brush on the gap, and then carefully pasted the paper strip in his hand on the seam, and then carefully smoothed the kraft paper strip with his hand, and finally he was a little uneasy and patted it back and forth from top to bottom with his palm, until the corners were a little paste.

"When we wait for next year, we will also repair the two kilns at home, and replace them with iron frames like Huahai's house, which are not only translucent but also insulated, this wooden one is too bad," Wei Qin said.

"I'll talk about this next year!By the way, Haiwazi, what kind of heating is used in your house?" Cang Shiyuan didn't care about the door, but about the heating of Canghai's house.

In any case, the heating is much better than the kang, although the insulation effect of the earthen kiln is far better than that of the brick house, but the outside temperature is on, with the temperature of the fire pit is not enough to make the home warm to comfortable, the villagers in the kiln burned the pit still have to wear thick clothes, unless when sleeping, stick to the pit to wear a single clothes, unlike the Canghai family as soon as you enter the house which corner is hot directly a single gown resisted, the key is to adjust the temperature.

In the past, everyone could bear it, that's because everyone is like this, now Canghai's family is far more comfortable than their own home, everyone's hearts are a little restless, who doesn't want to live a comfortable life.

The most critical point is still in the ventilation, the air in Canghai's house is much better than the kiln in the burning pit, because there is a ventilation system, think about it, close the kiln door and stuffy the air in the kiln for a winter, even if it is discharged from time to time, it is not much better, far less comfortable than Canghai's home.

"Of course it's comfortable, but every month it's oil money, and it costs more than 2,000 yuan," Canghai said truthfully.

The oil-fired boiler directly selected for the heating of Canghai's house, this thing is electric, but the electricity in the countryside is once more than a piece, and the pressure is sometimes not very stable, and the heating electricity is far less expensive than the fuel oil, and it is safer and not afraid of leakage. Of course, whether it is oil or electricity, the cost of using this thing in a small village is far less than that of central heating in the city.

Just the two kilns of Canghai's family and Ping'an cost 3,000 yuan a month for heating, if it weren't for Canghai's pockets being deep enough, the average family would really not be able to withstand it.

"Tsk, that's too expensive" Cang Shiyuan was a little reluctant when he heard that the new kilns of the Canghai family cost more than 2,000 yuan.

Canghai said with a smile: "Everyone will be in the winter first, waiting for the village to make money next year, let's not directly change the village to heating, the cost is also a lot lower, if the conditions in the village are good, it is not impossible to not charge heating fees for a whole winter."

Wei Qin smiled: "If it's like what you said, then it's fine."

The uncle and nephew were talking about this, and Hu Shijie came over with his big black dog.

"What's okay?" Hu Shijie asked casually when he saw that the servants were chatting happily.

Wei Qin talked about the heating, and Hu Shijie nodded: "This idea is good, but we must first plant next year's melons." Then I can think of other things, by the way, let me ask you, do you two put pickle jars in the water tower?"

Wei Qin shook his head and said, "We don't have it at home, and the two jars of sauerkraut are placed in the kitchen."

Seeing Hu Shijie looking at him, Canghai hurriedly shook his head: "Our family's things are all in the old kiln."

Hu Shijie nodded after hearing this: "That's good, I'll ask others later, everyone can put some fresh things in the water tower, such as pickles or something, there's no need to put them in, which thing is fresh."

Now the only place in the village that can maintain a low temperature of one or two degrees is the water tower, which is almost the same temperature all year round, even if it is below zero outside, the temperature in the water tower is also kept at one or two degrees because of the well water, which is the most suitable temperature for preserving food, or how to say that it is a natural refrigerator in the village.

At this time, the meat dish is naturally not afraid of being bad, at this temperature, a plate of meat is placed outside for a week without taste, but if you want to eat a fresh, you have to hang the meat in the water tower, and the fresh meat is still fresh meat when it goes in and out, and it does not deteriorate for more than 20 days, so the villagers save even the refrigerator in addition to the Canghai family.

After Hu Shijie finished speaking, he asked Canghai: "By the way, Haiwazi, when will your pigs be killed?"

"Our pigs, let's celebrate the New Year! How do you ask this" Canghai looked at Hu Shijie.

Hu Shijie said: "If your family doesn't kill it, in the past two days, I and your second master's family are going to kill the two pigs in the family, and we have discussed it for a few years and are going to make some salted meat to eat during the New Year, and when it comes to the New Year, your family will kill the pig and leave me a fan."

"Yo, Uncle Jie, are you preparing for a fat year this year?" said Cang Shiyuan happily when he heard it.

In the past, during the Chinese New Year, a family was about ten catties of pork, at most a few catties of bacon or something, but now Hu Shijie wants a fan in one mouth, so this year must be fat.

Hu Shijie said with a smile: "How should everyone spend this year, in March, the village will pay everyone a salary from the beginning of the seedlings, with a basic salary of 4,000 per person, and you can work in the village as long as you are a year."

"Yo, Uncle Lao, why did you suddenly become generous, what's the matter, this is enough of the money given by the Japanese, don't you want to see it?" Cang Shiyuan said jokingly.

Canghai's attention was not on the wage earner, he heard the seedling from Hu Shijie's mouth, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Seedling?"

Hu Shijie nodded: "For seedlings, I have asked experts, we want to watermelon fast, grow well, seedlings are indispensable, waiting for the seedlings to come out and go through screening, strong seedlings and then move to the melon field, so that both the yield and survival rate are better than your distant laissez-faire long, I consulted Professor Zuo here, and he agreed to help our village give us good guidance next year."

Canghai listened for a while and didn't know what to say, Canghai was very disdainful of what seedlings Canghai was, of course, under normal circumstances, it must be better to raise seedlings, both the yield and the survival rate are far better than direct planting, this is the experience of thousands of years.

But what is there in the sea, space! Where do you still need to raise seedlings, the seeds are soaked in space water, and buried in the ground, not to mention 100% germination, there must be 99%, as for what buds do not grow well, there is no such thing at all.

But I can't tell Hu Shijie about this, if I say it, it won't take a day to become a well-known secret, and Canghai is not far from being pulled to slice by others.

Fortunately, Hu Shijie then said: "Professor Zuo is really a good person, as soon as I mentioned this matter, people directly said that they would not accept money, and it would be enough to get the project team down when the time came."

Looking at Hu Shijie's appearance, Canghai believes that now he may not know how much advantage he thinks he has taken advantage of, only people like Canghai who have been in college know that Professor Zuo Boguang is not drawing money, but the name of the picture, as long as he participates in watermelon planting, and then gets a few articles out, it is not necessarily profitable, but this person can be taken into his arms.

Fortunately, Zuo Boguang didn't charge money, Canghai thought about it for a while and let him do it, people who eat alone are always hated, and this academic name is not much use to Canghai, Zuo Boguang will take it.

After chatting with the three of Canghai for a while, Hu Shijie went downhill and went to Wei Wenkui's house again, apparently wanting to ask him if he had thrown the pickle jar at home into the water tower, and when he entered the water tower, there was a smell of pickles, and all the fresh food in it tasted.

Canghai wanted to talk a few more words, Ping'an and Wu Hui came back with baskets, and Canghai had to turn back to the kitchen and start making brunch.

Breakfast and lunch are naturally richer, there are fish and meat, plus a small fire crockpot stewed a chicken, five people must not be able to eat, the rest is reserved for the evening to heat up, lazy when add some vegetables into it, and you can fool the stomach again.

In the winter days, if you can dip a little cold water, you will get less dip, anyway, you are not afraid of bad vegetables, but you are afraid of a few gluttonous cats in the village, and one can accidentally steal the dishes on the table.

PS: There's one more chapter, uploaded at about eight o'clock!