Hello, 1983

If the green corn is kept well, it can be stored for several years or even more than ten years, and there will be no problem at all. The livestock will still eat it, and the nutrition will not be lost.

But the crux of the problem is that Jiapigou really doesn't have that many places to store it.

After the peak season for picking wild vegetables, Captain Zhang has already organized villagers to dig green storage cellars, which is another big project.

There is no machinery, it is all manual work, dozens of people have worked for more than half a month, and it is considered that the capacity of several thousand cubic meters has been dug.

It would be nice to be able to put all the green corn they grow by themselves into the cellar.

Liu Qingshan wanted to shake his head and refuse, but looking at everyone's hopeful eyes, even county leaders such as Wang County and Zheng Hongqi were looking at him earnestly, Liu Qingshan couldn't say anything.

After pondering for a while, he suddenly had an idea, and the smile reappeared on his face: "Actually, you don't need to sell Jiapigou straw to us, you can make silage fodder yourself."

"Liu, what do you mean, let's all engage in aquaculture, raising dairy cows or something?"

Secretary Wei was the first to understand.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "It's better to beg yourself than to beg others. I have already briefly introduced the advantages of silage fodder. Not only cows, but other livestock such as cows, horses, mules, and even sheep, even goose, can be eaten. It needs to be combined with a small amount of concentrated feed.”

Domestic geese are also considered among the big livestock.

Everyone nodded again and again: It seems that there is a head start, and now we advocate vigorously developing the breeding industry, not just shouting slogans.

The most important thing in the breeding industry is to solve the problem of feed, and the silage of feed seems to open a door for everyone at once.

"Is this a good thing?"

Someone has begun to ask eagerly.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "We hired a professor from Agricultural University to give technical guidance. There should be no problem. This thing is not high-tech like a satellite going up into the sky and mushroom bombs exploding."

Everyone also burst into laughter, not because what Liu Qingshan said was so interesting, but because they found a way out all at once, and their depressed mood suddenly relaxed.

Even the county magistrate Wang nodded his head again and again: By engaging in silage fodder, the problem of growing carrots can be solved, and the breeding industry can also be developed along the way, which is simply the most perfect way to solve the problem.

Secretary Gao is right,

This Comrade Liu is really the lucky star of our Bishui County.

At this time, someone suggested: simply go to Jiapigou first to see the processing of silage feed, and if it is feasible, they will start it right away when they go back.

If possible, spread it across the county, not to mention hundreds of acres of carrots, even thousands of acres are no problem.

So the meeting didn't start, everyone got into jeeps one after another, and those who didn't have a car took someone else's. There were more than 30 people, seven or eight small jeeps, and they went straight to Jiapigou.

After ten o'clock in the morning, I came to Qingshan Commune and turned to the fork road leading to Jiapigou.

"This road is good. The newly built one is still a gravel road." Everyone quickly discovered the problem.

Generally speaking, there is an unwritten rule in Bishui County: the main towns and towns in other counties are connected by asphalt roads; the next-level towns and communes are sand-stone roads, and finally, the roads leading to the various brigades and villages are all roads. It's a dirt road.

As for the connection between villages and villages, it's early.

Jiapigou is a remote village-level collective. Has it all been built on gravel roads?

Secretary Sun of the commune heard people in the same car talking about this, and he said twice: "To build this road, they cost more than 10,000 yuan in Jiapigou."

When everyone heard it, they all stopped talking: If you can come up with money, who doesn't want to repair the road well, the key is that you can't come up with the money.

If you can't come up with money, then shut up.

The newly built gravel road was opened to traffic, and Liu Qingshan was also running for the first time. That feeling was really different from before.

In the past, the dirt roads were all pits, big pits surrounded by small pits, even if you were riding a jeep, you could throw people up and down.

Okay now, it's smooth, the running is very stable, and the speed can be soared.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This money is really not in vain.

But this gravel road, after all, is still a little short, and when the conditions are better, it will be changed to an asphalt road...

When the team arrived at Jiapigou, everyone immediately saw a hot scene.

Hundreds of villagers are busy at the back of the village, and there are even many elderly people inside.

Seeing so many jeeps coming, the old party secretary and Captain Zhang also rushed over, and then they saw Liu Qingshan getting off the first car, and they were relieved.

Liu Qingshan naturally came back with the team, briefly explained a few words, and then led the county leaders and the commune leaders to start the tour.

The green storage cellar is just behind the village. The terrain here is the highest, and it is not easy for water to seep underground.

Everyone first looked at a large empty cellar that was not filled with feed. My dear, it was nearly three meters deep and twenty or thirty meters long and wide.

The four sides and bottom of the green storage cellar are plastered with cement. From above, it looks like a large cement pool.

"It's the stuffing here, let's go to the big cellar over there to see, it's loading."

Captain Zhang explained that there are two people in total to this kind of cellar.

"It's cement or something, isn't it less used?" Secretary Wei asked.

Captain Zhang nodded: "This kind of cellar can be used for decades without any problem. How can you say it in Qingshan's words, what is the leader?"

Captain Zhang scratched the back of his head, a little stuck.

"You're still the head of the spy. That's called an investment, and it will benefit you for life."

The old party secretary looked disgusted, this captain is good in everything, but his education level is a bit low.

"Yes, yes, one investment." Captain Zhang smiled, making everyone smile.

But think about it, what people say is quite reasonable. It is more cost-effective to invest a little in the early stage, and then you don’t need to invest any more in the future.

While talking, everyone slipped to another green storage cellar, and most of the villagers were busy here too.

I saw one after another of big carriages, bringing back the green corn stalks, and then someone specially stuffed the stalks into the grinder,

The pulverizer rumbled loudly, spewing out the slag after being pulverized.

Grab a handful and see, the powder is quite broken, and the length is just over one centimeter, which is just right for livestock to eat.

"This corn stalk is a special variety, it grows thick and tall."

The commune secretaries are also experts in farming, and they mainly rely on agriculture.

Liu Qingshan took over the conversation: "Yes, Professor Wang said that it was the variety that they imported from Maozi before the Agricultural University, and it was specially used for silage."

"When planting, it can also be planted densely. Haha, you only need straw, regardless of the corn and cobs."

The county magistrate Wang also interjected at the right time: "In the future, when we guide farmers to farm, we must also pay attention to science. It has been said in the newspapers that science and technology are the primary productive forces."

Everyone naturally nodded, and then they saw that there was a row of large guillotine knives not far from the shredder, and the old people in the village were all clacking and guzzling corn stalks.

"Huh, you guys are more powerful than the guillotine of Kaifeng Housekeeper!"

Secretary Sun was still joking.

Captain Zhang hurriedly explained: "When the straw is recovered, it cannot be exposed to the sun for a long time. Otherwise, it will lose too much water, and it will not meet the requirements.

Although green corn straws are better to cut, but they can't hold up much, and they have to be cut into a length of one or two centimeters. A bundle of straws will cost dozens of knives. Can you still feel relaxed?

For the enthusiasm of Jiapigou villagers, everyone is convinced: With this enthusiasm, why don't you make a fortune?

As for the finished feed, it is pushed into the green storage cellar with a wheelbarrow and compacted layer by layer.

Everyone came to the pit and looked at it, my good fellow, a Dongfanghong chain rail car is smoking black smoke, rolling back and forth in the pit.

"The green stock must be compacted so that it can be fermented better and turn that into that."

Captain Zhang talked and talked, and when it came to professional things, he began to show his timidity again. He really couldn't remember those new terms.

Finally, in a hurry, he directly shouted: "Actually, it is similar to the principle of our own miso, if the miso is not released, the sauce will smell stinky, a smell of stinky feet, and it is not delicious at all. ."

Although everyone thought it was a little funny, but the words were not rough, and they still understood.

At this time, Liu Qingshan also invited Professor Wang over. The major is different. Professor Wang introduced to everyone:

"The biggest benefit of silage is the use of microbial fermentation, mainly lactic acid bacteria, to convert the starch in these straws into sugar, which is beneficial for livestock to absorb."

When I saw the experts, everyone turned into a problem baby, surrounded Professor Wang, chatting, and all kinds of problems came up.

Grandpa Wang was not in a hurry and answered patiently one by one, from the processing and sealing of the silage to the post-management of the cellar and so on.

Before I knew it, it was already noon, and Secretary Sun of the commune kept talking, saying that the canteen of the commune had arranged a simple lunch and asked everyone to deal with it.

"I don't have the time to eat. I will go back and make arrangements. I will send two technicians to come and learn, and then investigate and investigate whether there is any willingness to engage in silage."

Secretary Wei of the Fuqiang Commune waved his hand, greeted Magistrate Wang and the others, rode in a jeep, and ran away in a hurry.

The rest of the commune secretaries only thought about it: this old Wei, it's really quick to start, no, we have to go back and deploy first.

So Huluhulu all ran away, which made Secretary Sun very depressed: "I have asked the commune canteen to prepare lunch, you guys, why don't you give any face!"

"Okay, old grandson, it's not bad for your meal, work is important." Magistrate Wang comforted a few words, and also led the people back to the county in a hurry.

He has a hunch: this time, not only the problem of growing carrots can be solved, but also the whole Bishui County, I am afraid that there will be a breeding fever.

Leaving Jiapigou in a jeep, Magistrate Wang stuck his head out of the car window and waved to Captain Zhang and Liu Qingshan who were sent to the entrance of the village.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's really a magical small mountain village that even leads the agricultural development of the entire Bishui County.

However, when he saw the young figure who was getting farther behind, it suddenly became clear in Wang's heart: it is not the magic village of Jiapigou, but Liu Qingshan, the lucky star, who is the creator of the magic...