Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 870 870.Building a greenhouse

Song Sancheng's car is out of business again, because his family has no time to pick one for him, but is focused on finding someone to buy materials to build a greenhouse.

This was a big project, because no one in the town was doing it, and I had to look for a company in the city. They came to see the actual situation and immediately made suggestions:

"Why don't we choose two acres of land with a small gap in front of our door to build a shed."

First, it's close to home and easy to take care of.

Secondly, the mountains are all gently sloping, making it difficult to build. Although there is a gradient between fields here, building a greenhouse only requires adjusting the foundation piles, which has little impact.

But just a little bit, those sparse vegetables in the field at the door, can end the life of shivering in the cold wind and dying.

"Pull it out! Plow the fields! Nurture the land! Fill the ditches and ridges again!"

The people who installed the greenhouse went back to determine the dimensions and make drawings, and the fields here were already busy again. Zhou Maozhu and others who had just had some free time were wondering whether they should go pick vegetables and earn a hundred yuan a night, so they came to work again.

"Don't say that!" He helped to turn over the ground, and he was very happy at this moment: "It takes two days to work and two days to rest, and I make money without losing my rest. It tastes really good."

Others said to him: "You want to rest, but I don't want to - have you heard that the road construction team is almost here and they are recruiting workers! 150 a day, I plan to go."

"What? One hundred and fifty?"

Everyone became more energetic: "Are you in charge of the food? What time do you work in a day? What kind of work do you do?"

"That's not clear - ask the branch secretary, she has a lot of information."

This is true. The branch secretary has a lot of news. He is holding fried pumpkin cakes at the moment. There are still two pumpkins left after cooking pig food in the morning. Master Jiang is afraid that everyone will get tired of drinking pumpkin soup, so he just brings it. Fried pumpkin pie.

No, I specially sent a basin to Lao Song's house. His craftsmanship is really good. This pumpkin cake is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It is sweet and delicious but not greasy. It is slightly sticky to the teeth when you bite it——

oops! tasty!

Anyway, the branch secretary just walked to the road with two pumpkin cakes in his hands and heard everyone's questions.

"Building roads. Road construction doesn't require a lot of effort. Now it's all about the rollers leveling the roadbed."

"You guys are just fixing up the corners...but I haven't heard that we are recruiting people? We only need a few people. There is no need to go all the way to recruit people."

"My relatives told me," said the villager, a little embarrassed, "that the food there was too bad and that people from other villages were making a fuss and quit."

ah?

The food is too bad to quit?

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu couldn't imagine it. After all, what she ate every day...

cough.

She started gossiping: "What's wrong with this?"

Who doesn’t love gossip! Everyone gathered together and squatted in a circle, with excited expressions on their faces: "Isn't the road in Chencun in front already repaired? It's our turn to lay down the water-stabilizing cushion, so there will be more people coming and going."

If there are too many, what secret can there be?

Just that food——

Everyone asked Party Secretary Xiao Zhu: "Do you know who the chef is over there?"

"Who is it?" Secretary Zhu Zhu took a bite of the pumpkin pie. It was a little cold, but it didn't matter, it was just as delicious.

"That's the one with the surname Zhai from the next village! That's her relative Zhai Xiaofeng from the mountain!"

Ouch! What a coincidence! Party Secretary Xiao Zhu was deeply impressed by Zhai Xiao'e, the two-day worker who hid meat and didn't wash vegetables on the mountain. At this moment, his eyes were flashing:

"Why is it her again?"

"She is a roundabout relative, and she is honest... Actually, I heard from my relative that she doesn't even peel the potatoes she eats every day, and the meat can't be taken out of three slices in one pot."

While everyone was chatting, Zhou Maozhu was the first to retreat: "If this is the case, I won't go."

"You're stupid! If you don't have enough to eat, just go home and go to our village. It's so close to home!"

Zhou Maozhu was silent for a while, and then suddenly snorted: "It's not good to eat at home anymore."

The reason is simple. Li Lanhua picks vegetables in the mountains every night. Before picking vegetables, they eat the food left in the kitchen. When they finish picking vegetables at about four o'clock, they can help the kitchen and have breakfast.

Anyway, they had no work during the day, and now they started to sleep in the afternoon. Apart from chores at home, they had nothing to do in the morning.

In this case, why isn't it better to eat ready-made meals cooked by chefs than to go home and cook them freshly?

But as a result, the lunch meal was much more perfunctory. Zhou Maozhu had already eaten pickled cabbage and minced pork for lunch for three days in a row, and now he couldn't eat any more.

He hummed: "I'm not going to build the road anyway, so I'm going to do the old Song family's work - they have to build greenhouses and prepare the land for sowing, which is quite busy."

With two acres of land, he could work it slowly for several days by himself.

"But then again, this road construction won't last long, right?"

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu did the math: "It has been 20 days since the roadbed was leveled. Our village will soon have to level the ground to stabilize the water supply. Once the concrete is poured, asphalt and asphalt cushion will be laid after it dries..."

"There are not many places that require labor in the later stage. If you want to work until the Chinese New Year, there is no chance."

She thought: "The road will be open by mid-December at most!"

Oh! This makes everyone happier than whether there is any work! The asphalt road is paved, the car drives smoothly to the door of the house, and the children come back safely and quickly during the holidays...

You don’t have to worry about the road breaking down or damaging the chassis!

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People in the village were thinking about the future, and Song Tan was also at home staring at the messy notebook:

"Why haven't Professor Song come back yet?"

It’s hard to figure out what to grow in her greenhouse in a way that’s both reasonable and outstanding!

"There is also this exchange meeting, why does it have to be in winter! Can't it be in spring, summer and autumn?"

There’s nothing wrong with spring, summer and autumn, so there’s no need to think about it! But now, there is nothing else in the fields except radishes and greens, so we can’t bring two fish and two pig trotters there at the end of the year!

Xin Jun checked the information: "Exchange meetings are held all year round, and there are many large and small in all walks of life. We didn't know about them before, so we thought they were unpopular. But what Professor Song said has a relatively high standard."

Of course, being unpopular is still unpopular - who cares about agriculture?

Xin Jun added:

"I checked the information, and it seems that the Spring and Autumn Exchange Meetings are generally open to the public."

"But in winter, the competition may be more professional and more inclined to develop a certain feature and submit it to the judges for review - for example, a certain company's radish is sweet and not spicy when eaten raw, which is also a focus of cultivation."

"The reason why we choose winter is also the characteristic of the exchange meeting, because the exchange meetings in summer and autumn have ended long ago, and some late autumn or winter crops are too late, so we can only keep up with winter. What we consider is to be as efficient as possible without affecting next year. Planting development…”

After all, if the crops are delayed, it may be delayed for a year!

It’s November! Surprise, hahaha!

Let’s briefly explain the road construction process and pave the way for the meeting between the male and female protagonists. Next year is a brand new year!

Good night.

My mother will go back to her hometown tomorrow and she should be able to start her sprint towards the end of the month.

I won’t be able to take a vacation like this next month!