In addition, on the ninth day of the ninth month of September is the Double Ninth Festival, which is locally known as the "Old Man's Day", which is converted to the 25th of this month, and there are still ten days to go, and it is completely possible to make the coal plant officially open on the day of the Double Ninth Festival.

"Huh!" Fang Dajun suddenly sighed lightly, and found that the road under his feet was very special, the slope of this mountain road was more than seventy degrees, it should have been very steep, but it was rare to mine the mountain road to be relatively wide, more than one meter wide, and the ordinary mountain road was half a meter wide.

"It's all sand and stones." Fang Dajun was surprised, although he had the memory of the previous master in his mind, it was not his personal experience after all, and some details could not be remembered so clearly, such as the "soaking sand stone" under his feet now.

The so-called sand stone, in fact, is weathered sandstone, Kawauchi is a mud sandstone, its particles are fine, the texture is soft, very suitable for building decoration materials, especially as a stone for carving, in addition to can be matched with river sand as a building material.

The price of construction sand is very cheap and does not make much money. Although the price of the carvings is high, it is in later generations, and it cannot be sold even if it is mined now.

To Fang Dajun's surprise, this mountain range was almost entirely sandstone, so that a large number of houses would be built in the future, even if most of the Beidou villagers built buildings, they would be self-sufficient in sand.

Shaking his head, it's useless to think so far now, his feet don't stop, stepping on an irregular stone ladder composed of sandstone, climbing up the mountain step by step, the surrounding greenery is very good, there is no way, the little soil on the sandstone can't grow food, only the plants with tenacious vitality can survive.

But when you reach the top of the mountain, the view instantly becomes wider, the terrain on the mountain is relatively flat, and of course there are higher mountains, such terrain is very rare.

In general, there are more rocks on the high mountains, and there is less land available, and there are no woods on the mountain of Binh An Commune, and there is a very vast land, but unfortunately, there is a special surname on the top of the mountain, and the water source is relatively less, which leads to not much farmland, and the harvest of rice is not as good as that of the mountain. Conversely, if there is more land than farmland, then it is better for dryland crops such as corn, sweet potatoes, and wheat than under the mountains.

However, the vastness of this land is only the reason why the land under the mountain is too scattered, and the real land area is not too large, and in the current environment, it is already the limit to be able to feed about a thousand people, because now it is compulsory to pay for food.

Requisition, unified purchase, and over-purchase, these are different concepts, representing different periods later, until the state abolished all kinds of land taxes, the land really became the peasants' own, but unfortunately, by that time, the countryside in many areas has been empty.

"Dajun, shall we go to the Commune first?" Qin Er's voice sounded.

Fang Dajun came back to his senses, "Well, go directly to the commune." ”

Walking along the avenue, I soon met a few villagers who were digging sweet potatoes, the soil was a little red, but it was not clay, and the sweet potatoes dug out were also red, there were three varieties of sweet potatoes in the local area, one color was white with yellow, small, slender, and the leaves were small, but a string could be produced under a bead; A kind of DBH is relatively large, which is the variety used in the "roasted sweet potato" in the city, which is more suitable for people to eat; The skin of the last type is all red, and it is also elongated, but the head is larger than that of the first, and the leaves are larger.

There is no way to really distinguish between good and bad three kinds of sweet potatoes, and the yield is not much different, but for the needs of the planting environment, the production team is planted in a set, and the corresponding varieties are planted in a suitable environment.

Fang Dajun smiled, because the starch content of red-skinned sweet potatoes was higher than the other two, and when cooked, they were all white inside, and the other two turned yellow-red after cooking.

Looking at the production of Jiaoshan vermicelli, maybe you can go to Ping'an Commune to buy some sweet potatoes back.

I didn't stop at my feet, and I didn't look for the villagers to lead the way, because I could already see the buildings of the commune, and I could walk directly to it, the distance was not far, but it was not close.

On the way, I passed by the barnyard and saw many villagers' houses, which were also made of three styles, earthen walls, stone, and wood.

It wasn't until he saw a super large pond that he was surprised, there were many people washing clothes on the edge of the pond, looking at the traces on the side, this should be the concentration of domestic water.

Along the ridge of the pond to the opposite side, Ping'an Commune is in front of you, the foundation is more than ten meters higher than the pond below, it is said to be a commune, to it is very similar to a village, scattered dozens of houses, the middle is the commune building.

Qin Da had already come, and took him directly to the top, there was a main road more than three meters wide, paved with irregular bluestone slabs, and there were villagers' houses on both sides, and after a bend, he saw a wooden house, not an attic, the house had only one floor, and the roof was also tiled, but the wall structure below was wood.

This is the Pyongan Commune, which has been built for twenty years so far, and the years have left traces on the wood, which have turned black, but not decayed.

At this time, he had the illusion of walking into the scenic area, there was a wooden door in front of him, and there were large wooden pillars on both sides.

The wooden door was not closed, and the two walked straight in, which shocked him instantly, and made him have a feeling of wanting to buy this place for himself to live, because the style is a bit like the ancient buildings in the TV series, similar to the garden courtyard.

But I saw a long corridor, the ground was all covered with solid wooden floors, and next to the corridor were houses with carved flowers and birds, as well as lions and other beasts on the wooden portals.

Overall, it looks like a rectangle, with rockery carvings in the middle, and some flowers and plants that are not precious in his eyes, but are very eye-catching, and there is a small fish hall, if a small pavilion is being built, it will be perfect.

There was no one in sight, and there were no utensils that could accurately show the current age, such as wooden barrels, stone mills, wooden tables, etc., which were also available in ancient times, yes, he felt that he had arrived in a much more distant era, not the current eighties.

But Qin Da's voice immediately pulled his fantasy back, "Dajun, let's go over quickly, the front is the office of the cadres." "Qin Da has already been here, you can play casually outside, but you can't go over in front, those cadres will scold.

"Yes!" Fang Dajun nodded, sorted out his mood, and got down to business.

ps: It's not in good shape, it's a chapter today, and it's going to be more than 10,000 words tomorrow! (To be continued.) )