"Comrade, don't puncture the bag, I still borrowed the bag from someone else's house, if you pierce the bag, I can't return it to someone else's house. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info I untied the bag and it was the same. An old man in his fifties saw that the quality inspector of the grain depot was about to puncture the snakeskin bag containing grain with a long thorn in his hand.

In the hands of the quality inspectors, there is a small tool for quickly removing the rice from the bag, about twenty or thirty centimeters long, like a sharp knife, with a hidden groove on it. When the long thorn is pierced into the sack, the kernels fall into the trough so that the condition of the rice in the bag can be checked.

The grain station does have the consideration of the grain station, in order to avoid someone saying that the poor grain is placed under the bag, and some good quality rice is piled on top. If it's just an open bag inspection, it may let some treacherous people take advantage of the loophole. But piercing the grain bag with such a long thorn will naturally break the grain bag. Although it is just a chemical fiber bag that used to be filled with fertilizer, it is also a very important material in the resource-poor countryside. Many of the bags that bring grain over just don't know how many years they have been used. Some even have patches sewn on them.

In fact, the staff of the grain station are all grassroots workers, but in front of the farmers, they have an extremely strong sense of privilege. I have never paid attention to these mud legs in the countryside.

The quality inspector called Ye Jianhu, who took his Lao Tzu's class to work in the grain depot, had no patience at all, and when he heard the old man's words, he immediately shouted, "If you are reluctant to spoil the bag, then pour out the bag of rice one by one." Otherwise, how would I know that you didn't put the billet in the lower strata? You peasants, who look like honest people, are actually very cunning in the grain. Hurry up, what's going on, I'm very busy today, and I don't have time to talk to you. ”

The old farmer looked distressed, but he had to make a decision, "You, you check it." ”

Ye Jianhu was very impatient and picked up the long thorn and stabbed it into the grain bag. The long thorn was pulled out, leaving a finger-thick hole in ancient times. Golden rice flows out of the mouth. The old farmer hurriedly stuffed a ball of paper torn from the cigarette shell into his mouth to plug the gap. And he picked up the grains that flowed on the ground, one by one. Only the peasants facing the loess with their backs to the sky know how hard to come by this golden grain of rice. A grain of rice is definitely more than a drop of sweat. And for city dwellers, a grain of rice may be worthless. The price of rice is less than four cents a catty, especially when new rice is produced, the price of rice is the lowest. It's just over three cents. Ye Jianhu is more than one or two hundred a month. You can buy four or five hundred catties of rice. It's not a big deal to sprinkle a little.

Ye Jianhu glanced at the old man with some disdain, and poured the millet in the long thorn trough into his hand. The color of the rice is bright and the grains are full. Put one in your mouth and chew it, there is a crak, the sound is very crisp, it can be seen that the rice is very dry. But Ye Jianhu was a little annoyed that the old man had bumped into him just now, so he pouted, "Medium." ”

The old man was stunned, "My family's grain is obviously carefully selected, clean, and fully sun-dried, so why should it only be rated medium? At least it should be rated excellent." ”

"If you want to be excellent, you can rate it. If you still want to be rated as good for your rice, then all your rice can be rated as excellent. The grains of your rice are not full, and you can see for yourself that the rice is obviously shriveled. It must have been before it was fully ripe and you reaped. Isn't this nonsense? If it is not fully ripe, it will be dehydrated a lot when it is dried, which will not only affect the yield, but also affect the quality of the rice. If you have rice, you are medium. If you don't believe me, you can go to someone else to rate you, and of course someone will be willing to give you a new rating. Ye Jianhu knew that it would be impossible to convince the old man without making some excuses. Maybe others will know that he is deliberately retaliating.

"But this, this ...... "There is a lot of money difference between medium and excellent, if this is rated as medium, I am afraid that after deducting agricultural taxes, water conservancy fees, etc., there will not be much money left." You can't afford to buy fertilizer at all. The old farmer frowned, but he had to bow his head under the eaves, and it was impossible for him to really drag the grain back, and the fare for a few round-trips was not a long way.

The people who delivered the grain looked at the old man and his family sympathetically. Even the people in the same village as the old man did not dare to say a word of justice for the old man, for fear of being implicated.

"It's called Hua, this person is so bad! The old man's rice was originally very good, but there was not a single grain of deflated. Just now, he was rated excellent for a little worse than the old man's rice, and he was stuffed with a pack of cigarettes. Zhang Yuanbao secretly said to Zhang Zhaohua. However, the "whispering" of this troublemaker is not small at all.

"Yuanbao, don't talk nonsense. Hu Xiaoqing hurriedly shouted to stop. It's a pity it's too late. Ye Jianhu was next to him, and when he heard Zhang Yuanbao's words, he turned around.

"What are you doing here to bring some ghost cubs over to deliver grain? This is the grain depot, if something happens, who can be responsible? These children belong to your family, right?" Ye Jianhu's tone carried a hint of threat. Whoever let Zhang Yuanbao expose his old bottom with one mouth.

"You, you just took that man a pack of cigarettes, I saw. You put it in your left trouser pocket, and it's a packet of white sand cigarettes. Zhang Yuanbao was glared at by Hu Xiaoqing, very aggrieved, and directly said the evidence loudly.

"Ghost cub, don't talk nonsense. I paid for this cigarette myself, but I didn't have time to buy it outside, so I asked him to buy me a pack. Ye Jianhu was very embarrassed, embarrassed and angry, and immediately broke out to hide his panic.

"You're in trouble, tell you not to talk nonsense, why do you still have to say it?" Hu Xiaoqing can imagine how to be troubled by that Ye Jianhu next. ran over and raised his hand to hit Zhang Yuanbao.

"Auntie, don't beat your brother. He's right. Whoever speaks nonsense, who crooks his mouth. Zhang Zhaohua said.

"It's called a flower, and you don't talk nonsense. Hu Xiaoqing was completely panicked now.

Ye Jianhu quickly opened an inspection ticket for the old man, and then walked over to Zhang Zhaohua, "Xingjiang, you go over there." I'll leave it to me here. ”

"Yes. Originally, another quality inspector, Jin Xingjiang, came over and prepared to inspect the rice of Zhang Manyin and his family. Unexpectedly, Ye Jianhu took the initiative to come over and grab this order. The work of the grain depot is not measuring. They were all monks for a day and hit the clock for a day. Ye Jianhu wanted to rush to do more, and Jin Xingjiang was naturally happy to let him do it.

Zhang Youlian and Zhang Manyin's faces changed suddenly, just now Zhang Yuanbao and Zhang Zhaohua completely offended the quality inspector of the grain station, and now let him inspect it, but I am afraid that he will not even be rated as medium.

"This cadre, this cadre. Children are not sensible, don't be surprised. Don't be surprised. Come and smoke, smoke. Zhang Youlian hurriedly walked over, took out the cigarette in his pocket and stuffed it into Ye Jianhu's hand.

Ye Jianhu saw that it was a pack of wild camellia cigarettes that had been opened and smoked more than half, and he threw it directly to the ground. A pack of wild camellia cigarettes is only a few cents. How could Ye Jianhu look at it, not to mention that even Baisha Yan was useless at this time.

"Do you recognize the words written on the wall? Smoking is strictly prohibited! You gave me a pack of cigarettes to harm me?" Ye Jianhu said viciously.

"How dare you? My child is not sensible, don't be surprised. Zhang Youlian said with a smile. Then I went and picked up the pack of cigarettes and put them in my pocket.

"No more nonsense. Don't delay my work. Ye Jianhu ignored what Zhang Youlian and Zhang Manyin said. Directly use the long thorn in his hand to select the middle and pierce the word "flat" on the grain bag, and then pull it out violently, so that there is a big gap in the grain bag. The rice flowed out like a stream of water.

Ye Jianhu was also stunned when he saw it, this rice was the best rice he had seen in the years he had worked in the grain station, even if he was a special one, he had nothing to say. But Ye Jianhu was ready to give a "unqualified" call.

When Ye Jianhu was about to speak, a small hand pulled Ye Jianhu's clothes, "Uncle, if you talk nonsense with a clear conscience, you will become crooked." ”

"Then I'm going to see if I'm going to have a crooked mouth. If I hadn't changed my mouth, I'd be right. Ye Jianhu tore Zhang Zhaohua's hand away and continued coldly, "This rice is not qualified! Take it back and dry it and send it over." ”

"This rice can break out the teeth, and it hasn't dried yet?" Zhang Manyin asked anxiously.

"I ......" Ye Jianhu suddenly found that his mouth was wrong, it was really crooked, his lips were crooked to the side, and the upper and lower lips couldn't be put together, and it didn't take long for saliva to flow out of Ye Jianhu's mouth.

"Ah!" Jin Xingjiang, who was lazy on the side, was taken aback, Ye Jianhu's mouth was really crooked.

"Uncle, that uncle is sick, why don't you re-test our family's millet?" Zhang Zhaohua found Jin Xingjiang again.

"Didn't that uncle already test it for you just now?" Jin Xingjiang didn't want to get into trouble.

"But he hasn't issued a ticket yet. Now that he's sick, shouldn't you do a quality inspection and then give us a ticket?" Zhang Zhaohua knew that Jin Xingjiang wanted to shirk. Neither side is to be offended. But how could Zhang Zhaohua let him succeed?

"Oh, just now he said that your rice is not up to standard, I think you should drag it back and dry it again. Jin Xingjiang wanted to escape.

"Uncle, if you talk nonsense with a clear conscience, you will become crooked. You see, that uncle just told a lie. Zhang Zhaohua pointed at Ye Jianhu and said.

Jin Xingjiang wanted to say something, but immediately realized something, "Then you wait a minute." I'm going to ask our leaders. ”

Before Jin Xingjiang reached the door, he tripped his right foot with his left foot very strangely and immediately fell to the ground. When I wanted to get up, I found that my feet were completely twisted, and I couldn't walk.

Zhang Manyin and the others looked at Zhang Zhaohua worriedly, feeling relieved and worried at the same time. What the hell is going to happen with this cart of grain!(To be continued.) )