October 14, 1982. Lunar year, August twenty-eight, [Year of the Dog], Gengxu month, Gengwu said, Yi: marry, taboo: groundbreaking.

The residual heat of the National Day is still there, and some savers still keep the harrow, and the harrow and the rice dumpling are two concepts, the latter is already a rice bun and cannot be stored for a long time.

He also has a harrow at home, but it is not left in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it is freshly made, because the two girls like to eat sesame seeds, this time they specially bought some more back, and the local planting can not grow sesame seeds, but in Yang Chuntao's hometown, the land of the two lakes is rich in sesame seeds, and the profit in the middle is very large, so he wants to resell it, but he just thinks about it.

I vaguely remember that after the reform and opening up, many people made a lot of money by running transportation, not only running passenger transportation and running trucks, but also contracting train skins and reselling goods from all over the world.

Well, when he earns the money, he should go to the coast to have a look, of course, it's a little too early to talk about this.

"Brother, come here, mom is going to fry the rake." The two girls were already shouting.

The fat meat in the family is slaughtered, and there is no need to cook pig food in the morning, and the mother's work is relaxed, and she has more time to spend on cooking.

Cut the big glutinous rake into strips, about the same size as your fingers, beat a few eggs, mix evenly, put the glutinous rake strips in the egg pulp for a while, and then put it into the oil pot, the oil does not need to be put more, the bottom of the pot is all on, and a few peppercorns are sprinkled to increase the numb taste.

The small fire is full of frying, the harrow slowly softens, the egg pulp wrapped in it has long been cooked, exuding a strong fragrance, although the raw materials are only glutinous rice and eggs, but the taste of the fried is by no means as simple as egg fried rice.

You can start the pot, the mother shovels the harrow into the basin, sprinkles some sugar and sesame seeds while it is hot, no need to use chopsticks, grabs one by herself, blows it, and sends it into the mouth, wow, the golden harrow tastes better, more oil and water flavor than the original, soft and glutinous, and makes people want to eat it.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" The two girls ate with their mouths full of oil, but today is Thursday, and the two girls have to hurry to school, and the rake can't be brought, because they can't bite when it's cold, so they don't wait to eat at noon, so they have to eat hard now.

"Slow down, don't eat (eating)." The mother greeted her with pity, unlike before, now there is no shortage of food at home, and she does not care about food for her two little daughters as much as before.

As for the word "diet", it has different meanings in the local area, referring to the fact that the child eats too much and does not digest, at this time the adult will pinch the skin on the child's back and lift it up, if the child really eats too much and does not digest, it can put forward the crisp sound of "pop".

This is not superstition, it can only be said to be a local method of treating indigestion, this method is not limited to the countryside, it is still popular in the city.

"The fourth sister can eat a lot!" "The fifth sister is too!" The two girls didn't mean to be taboo, they desperately stuffed it into their mouths, and directly Fang Dajun spoke, and the two girls slowed down.

The pot is still going on, take care of the two small ones first, the adults will eat slowly, and after the two girls eat well, Fang Dajun raised the standard of pocket money, at first it was five points, and then it became one dime, and now it is directly mentioned that three cents, I dare not give more, give more, I am afraid that if the two girls eat snacks desperately, it is not good for health.

Sending away the two girls who were happy, he was completely satisfied, after the change, he was embarrassed to take out the three cents, and it should be said that it was not good to mention the amount of the unit of "Mao".

"Old man, after the cement factory starts, I plan to send my sisters to the town's primary school." During the meal, he came up with an idea.

But he was vetoed, but he heard his father say: "This can't be done, the old man has to watch the brick factory, and your sister can't live in the town." ”

Fang Dajun really meant this, but he heard his mother say: "Son, after thinking about it, my mother still thinks that she will stay at home and not go to the canteen." ”

"Why? The canteen will definitely make money, not to mention making money, our family will definitely have a better life if we build a canteen. He was referring to the fact that when eating, it was better to skip a spoon than to open a fire at home.

In the end, I found out that it was because my father was reluctant to work in the brick factory, according to my father's words, he was still young, only in his early forties, and he could work for many years, and it was not yet the time to his feet and enjoy the happiness, and his father was not interested in food at all, thinking that cooking was something that women did, and he went to the canteen as a big man, isn't it a joke.

Fang Dajun finally realized that his father, the arrogance of a pure master, had to give a thumbs up, how many men could not go into the kitchen for the rest of their lives.

But knowing that he knew it, he finally had to persuade him, but his father became stubborn and insisted on staying in the village, unwilling to live in the town, and his mother naturally followed his father and had no say in the family. Where the mother is, the two girls naturally have to follow, and as a result, they naturally unite the front and want to stay in the village.

This suddenly made him embarrassed, and in the end he was persuaded to ride his bicycle to work every day, if he worked overtime, he would live in the factory, and if he didn't work overtime, he would go back to the village to accompany his parents.

And the canteen, directly unified, just build a canteen, and currently eat in a canteen, then there will be a little more workers, Li Yulan's family can only ask someone to help cook, one step at a time.

When the time comes, the cement factory will build a luxurious unit building, and it is thinking about taking his parents to the street.

It wasn't until he left the house that he pondered it, could it be that his parents were afraid that after he went out, they wouldn't plan to repair the family's house? Uh, is that too much to think about, or what's wrong? Why did the parents change their minds all of a sudden? Didn't you already promise to go to the cafeteria before?

Shook his head, and found that he was still confused, but this is also a trivial matter, in the future, he will send meat to his family tomorrow, and he will not treat his parents badly, as for rice, he has purchased hundreds of catties and put it at home, if he is not afraid of spoiling, he will directly buy a few tons.

After going out, I stepped on my bicycle and ran to see the vermicelli field, only busy in the morning, and finished work in the afternoon to rest for a while, in fact, I wanted to see Li Yulan, I haven't seen it for so many days, and I miss it in a panic.

"Captain Xiao, what's going on now?" The first thing he arrived at was the venue of the Sky Brigade, and only this venue was made by him, and the other two venues were left alone, and the work of the seven production teams was mixed in vain.

"Yes, that's good!" Xiao Pingzhong happily replied, he is Xiao Zhonghu's relative, and now he naturally has nothing to say to Fang Dajun, he can be regarded as his own person.

Fang Dajun was a little speechless, he didn't just come to listen to good words, he had to find out the problem, so let Xiao Pingzhong take himself to run a process from beginning to end, at least for half a month, he ignored the noodle field, and now he has to make up for it.

The three fields correspond to seven production teams, and the sky brigade has the largest and best field, undertaking three teams of sweet potatoes, and the remaining two rivers and two development teams each bear two.

Judging from the current situation, each production team can produce about 60,000 catties of sweet potatoes, that is, 800 catties per household, if it is calculated according to six people per household, in fact, it is divided into people, and each person is more than 100 catties of sweet potatoes, and sweet potatoes are not eaten, and it is normal for strong men to eat two or three catties of sweet potatoes at a meal.

But there are so many sweet potatoes missing per person, it is a bit difficult at present, and the plan of the production team to divide the grain is probably to divide rice and wheat during the New Year, corn in August, and red potatoes in October, which is the main grain. Among them, rice, wheat, and corn all have to be requisitioned, and only sweet potatoes can be divided as much as they are planted.

Now there is basically no rice in every family, for example, the situation of his family is the same, you have to rely on sweet potatoes to persist until the New Year, of course, there is corn in each household, but corn can not be eaten as a staple food, eat corn paste every day, or use corn flour mixed with wheat flour steamed buns, which is commonly known as "wowotou", you may be able to get through it if you stick to it, but the diet is too monotonous.

So he still decided to carry out a three-way deal, using the name of the cement factory to let the seven production brigades now distribute rice and wheat to the villagers, and the proportion of distribution is calculated according to last year's work, if there is a discrepancy, for example, this year's work is different from last year's, then then the time will be allocated from the income of vermicelli.

This proposal is reasonable, but if he hadn't put it forward, there would have been no way to carry it out, because the production team had been secretly embezzling grain for the past few months, and if it was distributed now, these cadres would have no time to engage in dirty things.

But now that Fang Dajun has grasped the lifeline, these seven captains dare not object, if nothing else, each household will have more food this year than last year, even if it is just one or two catties more, it is also a day's ration, which cannot be ignored.

He will talk to Wang Hongwen about this matter, it should not be a big problem, and the request will be implemented tomorrow, and the simple villagers cannot be allowed to work hungry.

In addition to these, now look at the distribution of vermicelli, this is a hodgepodge, once it is not formulated, there will be uneven distribution, and it is this part that Fang Dajun wants to grasp now.

It would be fine if there were seven noodle farms, each doing its own thing, but now it is mixed together.

In this way, he formulated the following rules, one is: the weight of the sweet potatoes sent to the vermicelli field must be registered, specific to the production team that sent them. The second is: the vermicelli produced cannot be separated, and each team has no right to move, so it is all handed over to the team to be counted together, and the quantity cannot be misappropriated. The third is: distribution, directly use the final total output to calculate the money according to the amount of sweet potatoes sent to the source.

Even if these three points are stuck in the process, as long as they are implemented, the general direction cannot be wrong, and the distribution of sweet potato residue is also in one direction, and the last is the key to the problem.

Because the money was finally divided into seven large portions and sent back to seven production teams, and in the end, each team was divided into three squads, or even four squads, but how should the money be divided? If it is calculated according to the division of work, then because the division of work before this year is different, it will lead to unevenness. But the money for sweet potatoes is too much, and the slightest discrepancy will magnify it many times.

This problem seems a bit complicated, if you don't get it right, some people will suffer, and those who can make a profit are also passively taking advantage, and they can't figure out why they have more money.

Fang Dajun also had a bit of a headache, holding a pen and paper to write and draw, he had ignored this problem before, if he didn't solve it now, when he made money, he would also complain, and good things would become bad.

In fact, one point can be solved, and the sweet potatoes are counted separately, but if they are separated, how can those who earn less work have the right to calculate the income of sweet potatoes separately?

Lean, do you feel swollen, it's more complicated than the messy wages of the factory in later generations? (To be continued.) )