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As soon as the peanut field on Miao'er Mountain was harvested, the team sowed winter wheat in a surprise attack. Yang Anbang stood on the ridge, crossed his hands on his waist, shook his head and emphasized repeatedly: "If anyone picks up peanuts, they must all be handed over to the public." It is not allowed to steal food or take it home, and everyone must be searched at the end of work. After announcing the policy, he went around the field to watch.
Hongzhong's father picked up a fallen peanut and secretly stuffed it into his mouth, but he didn't expect Yang Anbang to stare at him with his eyes wide open, and he didn't dare to chew in a panic, so he choked directly. Yang Anbang ran forward and scolded: "You open your mouth!" "Why?" "What did you just stuff in your mouth?" "Oh, I have a toothache and clasp it with my hand." "Hmph, quibble." Waved his hand and slapped him, forcibly breaking his mouth, and found no residue of eating peanuts. So he asked Zhu Mangwa to bring a bucket of cold water prepared on the ridge, scooped a scoop and forced him to rinse his mouth in public to check, but the water he spit out was clear, and Yang Anbang snorted and slipped away. Everyone coaxed, and Yang Dahaner said: "I am suspicious, but I treat everyone as thieves." ”
Yang Anbang walked to the middle of the soil and stood still, crossed his hands on his waist, and announced the new policy: "Listen, everyone, the denser the wheat is dug up, the better...... Yang Dahan'er whispered: "It's just a blind toss, so I'm afraid I won't even be able to harvest the seeds." After a while, Yang Anbang checked in front of him and said, "Yang Dahan'er, your ears are long to match?" Look at you, what do you look like? "Captain, it's too dense to dig into." "If you can't dig it, you have to dig it. Don't you know that the denser the more prolific? Did the grain that yielded 200,000 or 300,000 catties per mu fall from the sky? "Captain, you and I were both born as croppers, can this secret method have a harvest?" "Yang Dahan'er, Yang Dahan'er, I said that you are an old shell of wood, why don't you open up at all? How bold man is and how productive the land is, is it nice to say? "That's like raising seedlings, scattering all over the soil." "Well, that's a good idea. Yang Dahan'er, Yang Dahan'er, you old wooden shell, you finally got the hang of it today. However, I think we need to sow as many seeds as possible...... Our team released a super-large satellite with a yield of 400,000 jin and 500,000 jin per mu. ”
So, Yang Anbang ran to stand on the ridge, crossed his hands on his waist, shook his head and announced the new policy: "Everyone up their ears, listen to me, now don't dig Tai'er, just scatter wheat seeds all over the soil, and at least 200 catties of seeds per mu." ”
"What a sin!" Someone whispered.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and Uncle Bingshan stood up and said: "Captain Yang, everyone knows in their hearts that even if it is a bumper year, the best soil will only yield three or four hundred catties per mu, so it is obviously a waste of grain." "I can't bear the child's trap on the wolf. If there are not enough seeds, then from tomorrow onwards, the ration of three taels per person per day will be reduced to two taels. "You're making the whole village hungry and sick, hurry up and see the king of Hades!" "Hmph, let's talk about it, can't you eat enough?" Zhu Mangwa'er grabbed the conversation and said, "Captain, don't talk about two taels of grain, you can't eat one or two." "Well, that's called enlightenment. Everyone else is dumb? Uncle Bingshan raised his voice and said: "A grain flushes a big bucket of water, and a penny of grain will break the belly." ”
Yang Anbang suppressed his anger and pretended to joke: "Well, Uncle Bingshan not only has a high consciousness, but also comes up with a wonderful solution. "Captain Yang, thank you for your compliment. I have a better way, would you like to hear it? Yang Anbang glanced at him, changed the topic and said, "Oh, it's not early, everyone hurry up and work." But Uncle Bingshan chased after him fiercely, and his voice suddenly raised an octave and said: "Captain Yang, if you can change the air into food, even if you don't give out a single grain, you will eat a big fat man."
Everyone laughed, Yang Anbang was annoyed and angry, and yelled: "Bingshan, don't be promoted, you want to force me to settle the old accounts with you and the new ones?" Uncle Bingshan did not show weakness: "Yang Anbang, who do you think you are, and no one is afraid that you will not succeed?" You're not blind, are you? Can't you see the people in the village who died of hunger and edema? I really doubt that you were not raised by your parents? ”
Yang Anbang was hoarse: "Tie up Lao Tzu!" ”
Zhu Mang's baby rushed up and tied up Uncle Bingshan for a meeting on the spot.