Taoyuan Mountain Village

Lugu Village is still in the dark.

The east is only slightly whitened, but there is still some time before dawn.

Jiang Xiaoye came to the house quietly, and saw Xiaoya wrapping herself in a coat, she laughed dumbly, not only Xiaoya, the eldest sister, but also the mother, and even the educated youth, with the military coat, they are not cold at all.

Unless it is the coldest time of winter, but they can't sleep if they want to freeze, and people will freeze to death. This phenomenon is impossible.

The military coats of this era are made of abundant materials. They are all cotton, not silk!

Xiaopang was very happy to follow Jiang Xiaoye's buttocks, walking step by step.

Jiang Xiaoye brought it to the village, and his spiritual power covered the whole village.

With coats, almost adults and old people are wrapped in coats, and those children are also wrapped in adult coats. No one is cold anymore. In the two new huge temporary tents, everyone is sleeping.

The era without mobile phones is good. If it is put in 2020, at least a small number of people will wake up early to play mobile phones, or there will be night owls watching games and playing games until the early morning.

"I'm going to share the food today, right?"

"Yes, Lao Jiang, you asked yesterday, is there something wrong?"

"My daughter's family is almost running out of food. Of the four daughters, one barely has enough to eat, and the remaining three can't eat. All the money I earn will subsidize their family. Hey, if they were in Lugu Village, I would have known earlier. Let them marry the villagers."

The cooks in the production team started preparing the pots early. The sky was dark and they couldn't see Jiang Xiaoye in the distance.

Although the voice was low, it was extremely clear in Jiang Xiaoye's ears.

"There's no way, Lao Jiang, there's really no way to do this. If your four daughters married people from the village at that time, they would have starved to death. Look at your two sons, when Xiao Ye was not a secretary, they even ate You have to break apart a sweet potato and eat it, can you feed a woman?"

"Yeah, hey!"

"Work hard and earn more money. You can at least support these dozens of young and old by yourself. Be content!"

"Hey, that's true, my two sons are looking for a match for them these days. Matchmaker Wang used to see our Lugu Brigade!"

Brush pot, fire, cook.

After hearing this, Jiang Xiaoye decided to divide all the food in the village. There was too much food. The village left part of it, and most of it was divided. As for how they arranged it, it was up to you!

The sky was getting brighter, Xu Liutang got up early to inspect, to see what needs to be rectified today, and saw Jiang Xiaoye wandering around.

"Secretary Xiao Ye."

Xu Liutang walked over quickly.

Jiang Xiaoye looked back and said with a smile: "Uncle Xu, it's just in time. I have two things to tell you. When it's daytime, you and eldest sister will take care of it together."

Make wine and distribute food!

Xu Liutang was curious: "What's the matter?"

"November is coming soon, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Our village is fine, but many of the married people in our village can't eat. Now that we have enough people in Lugu Village, it is impossible to go to various places. The family brigade asked them to come to us to work, I thought, let’s see if we can divide the food today, divide half, and keep half.”

Grain, let's divide it. If you keep too much, you will attract mice. Many people live by counting grains of grain. Jiang Xiaoye is reluctant to save grain. He still doesn't pay much attention to grain.

Xu Liutang hesitated for a while, but finally nodded and said, "Okay, Secretary Xiao Ye, let's share it today! That is, the ratio of food distribution between the people in Meng'an County and the people in the village..."

Among the people in the village, he has no complaints.

But to the people in Meng'an County, he really has something to say. After all, the fugitives from Meng'an County are not the villagers of Lugu Village.

Jiang Xiaoye thought about this and said with a smile: "In our village, adults have 50 catties of coarse grains, 5 catties of rice, and 3 taels of cauliflower oil, 30 catties of coarse grains for the elderly, 3 catties of rice, 20 catties of cauliflower oil, and 20 catties of coarse grains for children. 2 catties of rice and 2 taels of cauliflower oil. As for other things, we will distribute them at that time. In Meng'an County, we will distribute part of the food for the educated youth to watch. When the fleeing people return to the village, I will distribute some food to them, and they will not return. Yes, there will be food and drink in the village, Uncle Xu, do you think this is okay? These are extra, and the three meals a day in the village are still indispensable."

Before, there were two meals in the village, and there was no oil and water. Now, there are three meals.

These are all extras, that is to say, they can go back to open a small stove by themselves, give them away, and even exchange money.

In this era, food is life, and few people exchange food for tickets unless it is urgently needed.

"I understand, Secretary Xiao Ye, leave this to me, and finish the assignment today!" In this way, it's easy to assign Lugu Village, and then assign it to the educated youth.

Jiang Xiaoye had ambitions, and Xu Liutang knew it.

"Well, that's fine. Uncle Xu, did you call me Secretary Xiaoye like that? Just call me Xiaoye." Jiang Xiaoye felt strange. Xu Liutang called him Xiaoye before, but suddenly he added a secretary, which made him a little twisted.

"It's different, you are the secretary now, there are so many people in the village, and there are so many outsiders, I told everyone last night, no matter who it is, if we meet in the future, even if we kiss again, we should call the secretary, Or Secretary Xiao Ye."

Now, Jiang Xiaoye is the secretary of the village, and Xu Liutang wants everyone to respect him, otherwise Xiaoye and Xiaoye will shout for a long time, which will make many people disrespect.

Jiang Xiaoye doesn't have that

With so many ideas, Xu Liutang can be said to be his teacher.

But he didn't say anything more and said with a smile, "It's all the same."

"That's different. By the way, Xiao Ye, what's the second thing?" Xu Liutang remembered, what's the second thing?

Jiang Xiaoye said two things.

"The second thing is, whether it is in the village or Meng'an County, healthy women over 10 years old and under 40 years old, help me with statistics, they must be healthy, I want to make red wine, I need a lot of people, hygiene Pay attention to that.”

There are too many people in the village to make wine. Naturally, Jiang Xiaoye is self-willed.

Men are clumsy, women are different, and they are very delicate in everything. He intends to let women make wine, and they must be healthy.

This kind of thing must be very careful in terms of hygiene.

Because of this age, the concept of hygiene is not profound at all.

"Making red wine? Is it foreign wine?" If it were someone else, they would probably have asked what red wine was right away, but Xu Liutang's ancestors were rich, and he had read poetry and books, and had read many books, so he knew about red wine.

"Yes, I want to make a lot of red wine!"

That piece of wild grapes, it is estimated that hundreds of thousands of bottles are no problem!

Also, around half past twelve.

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