As soon as this meeting was over, Chen Dongfang hurriedly ran away, he was afraid of being watched by people from other brigades, but he knew that the commune would definitely send someone to check to see if the output he reported was true.

This time, Lu Qiao, the captain of the Changshan Brigade, made a special detour to follow Chen Dongfang all the way.

"Do you still want the Commune to transport grain?" Lu Qiao asked, "If so, our Changshan Brigade will also be wiped out." ”

In the past, the Changshan Brigade was enviable, but now the feng shui is in turn, and the achievements made by the Gaoshan Brigade in the past half a year are really eye-catching.

"We'll have to discuss that. Chen Dongfang said, he didn't dare to give any guarantees.

Lu Qiao wanted to find some topics to talk about, but he didn't know what to mention, so he finally walked all the way in silence and parted ways at the fork in the road.

The four production teams of the Gaoshan Brigade weighed the dried rice, and Li Xianghong personally brought people to verify the yield.

Looking at the bags of grain in the brigade's warehouse, Li Xianghong knew that the Gaoshan Brigade was a rare bumper harvest in the commune in the past two years.

Several accountants were tapping and pounding with abacus, calculating the weight of the dehydrated grain, while the commune leaders stared, their heads sweating and their fingers shaking.

The members of the company were staring closely at the abacus in the hands of the accountant, hoping that the production team would leave more rice.

Qiao Jiayue and many children squatted aside, their mouths were quietly knocking on the rice, even if the rice grains were very hard, they could be soaked in saliva and then slowly grinded.

This is true not only for children, but also for many adults.

She won't do it, but she has mixed feelings in her heart, and it's not very comfortable.

In the past, the commune engaged in large-scale production, and the yield of one acre of land was only 100 catties of 50 catties and 100 catties of seeds, deep cultivation land, North Korean rice, etc., which was so low that it doubted life.

This year's seeds were not very good, but the harvest was not too bad, but because of natural disasters, it was not much better.

Now, the yield per mu of the autumn harvest of the Gaoshan Brigade is several times that of other brigades, and Li Xianghong and a few people are staring at it, only afraid that except for rice seeds, the Gaoshan Brigade will not be able to keep a grain of rice.

Now it is up to the cadres of the brigade to negotiate with the leaders of the commune and strive for as many interests as possible.

"After deducting the public grain and rice seeds, the commune collected all the remaining rice and distributed it to other brigades for rice seeds. Li Xianghong knew that the yield per mu of the Gaoshan Brigade was actually more than that reported by Chen Dongfang, but he didn't say a word.

Qiao's father didn't speak, but the expressions of the other brigade cadres changed and changed, and they all knew that they couldn't refuse the request from the commune.

Any opposition is not good, and their alpine brigade can only be a quail.

"I hope that the other brigades will give 500 catties of rice in exchange for our rice, and the rest will be sold to the commune. Qiao's father spoke, "The members have been tired for a year, and they always have to eat a dry meal during the New Year." ”

Qiao Yibing looked at Qiao's father suddenly, he was quite bold and dared to make this request, but I have to say that he was also very much looking forward to Li Xianghong's answer.

Li Xianghong thought about it and was a little embarrassed on his face.

Because this is a widespread poor harvest, most of the brigades will not keep their own seeds, and they will definitely have to go to the commune to receive them next year.

The Gaoshan Brigade wants 500 catties of rice, which means that the public grain task will be less than 500 catties of rice.

But this request was not too much, Li Xianghong couldn't refuse, he thought of a compromise.

"It's not impossible, but your brigade must hand over another 2,000 catties of sweet potatoes to convert into public grain. ”

Two thousand pounds of sweet potatoes?

Father Qiao frowned, this was too much, he couldn't be the master, "This has to be discussed in a meeting of the brigade." ”

Li Xianghong nodded, "This time, the commune couldn't find a car to collect grain, so you sent it to the commune." The matter of two thousand catties of sweet potatoes, give me the answer tomorrow. ”

As soon as Li Xianghong and the others left, Qiao Zhenghuo threw the towel on his shoulder to the ground, "Two thousand catties is too much, no." ”

Qiao Qian pulled the corners of his mouth, "A production team is five hundred catties, which is only half an acre of land, and our second team agrees." ”

"The third team doesn't want rice, but our second team can still get a thousand catties of sweet potatoes. ”

"What do you mean?" Joe was waiting for Joe to move forward.

"Whether you want to change it or not, let's hold a meeting to decide. Qiao Yisheng said expressionlessly.

Qiao Yibing also agreed with this idea, rather than letting the members complain at that time, it was better to leave the decision in their hands.

The people of the four production teams gathered in one place clearly, and they already knew about the two thousand catties of sweet potatoes, and there were both people in favor and against, and there was a lot of noise at this time.

After a stalemate for more than a quarter of an hour, Chen Dongfang asked the people of each production team to stand in line and vote, agreeing to the right and opposing to the left.

To everyone's surprise, the majority agreed.

If there is a finch wheat, you will definitely not be hungry, and sweet potatoes and rice will naturally taste better.

Qiao Jiayue bit the dried sweet potato in her mouth, she was not surprised by this result, if she wanted to choose, she also chose rice, but unfortunately these children did not have the right to vote.

It is very laborious to process sweet potatoes, and two thousand catties of sweet potatoes are processed, which is four or five hundred catties of sweet potato powder.

The result of the vote was reached, the minority obeyed the majority, and those who had opinions had to hold back.

The brigade immediately arranged for people to deliver grain and dig sweet potatoes, but there were no cars, and they relied on manpower to deliver grain to the commune, which was laborious and time-consuming.

By the time the public grain purchase was finished, it was the end of November, and Qiao's father was tired and thin.

The sweet potatoes in the field are almost harvested, and those that are intact are stored in the cellar. Most of them are cut into slices or shredded to dry.

Now with a dryer, the speed is faster, and I am not afraid that the sweet potato slices will be gray and moldy if they are not dry.

Qiao Jiayue didn't like dried sweet potatoes in the dry dry sweet potatoes very much, so she made a suggestion to Gao Yulian to make dried cooked sweet potatoes.

"Grandma Lian, the sweet potatoes are cooked, cut into slices or strips, and dried in a dryer, the color is good and the taste is good, the supply and marketing cooperatives will definitely collect it. ”

Qiao Jiayue thought of the cows of the production team, "You can still squeeze a little milk and boil it, brush it on the sweet potato slices with a brush and then dry it, the taste will definitely be better." ”

In the supermarket in her previous life, Qiao Jiayue saw a lot of all kinds of food, and she usually only watched them but didn't buy them, which did not prevent her from understanding their practices.

"Grandma Lian, the dryer can make many things, such as finch wheat and sweet potato powder to make vermicelli, as long as you find a suitable ratio, the taste will be good. ”

Gao Yulian is a very flexible person, she has always looked down on Qiao Jiayue's brothers and sisters, so she does not underestimate Qiao Jiayue's ideas.

Winter is a slack farm, and she is still worried about how to arrange the work of the team, but now it is just right, and she will try it the same.

In fact, Qiao Jiayue also wanted to study whether there was a crusher, and it was too laborious to cut sweet potatoes into small pieces and grind them into pulp with a stone mill.

But in the mountainous areas of their country, if they want to be electrified, they have to wait until the 80s, so all the electrified tools are not to be thought about.

However, with so many people in the production team and eggs as a reward, I will definitely be able to think of a solution.

"Yue'er, come here, try the taste of this dried sweet potato. Gao Yulian beckoned to Qiao Jiayue.

Qiao Jiayue stepped into the door of the cafeteria and walked into the patio, she sniffed, and there was a smell of milk in the air.

One by one, the bamboo weaving was taken out of the dryer and placed on the bench, and the sweet potato slices in it shrank a lot, orange and orange, and it looked like an appetite.