The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The meat in the pot has been stewed for more than three hours, and it can be said that the meat is rotten and the soup is thick. Not to mention the younger sister Dandan, even Yang Dongxu, who had eaten a lot for lunch, couldn't resist picking up a few bones and gnawing on them.

After gnawing the bones, Yang Dongxu began to prepare the dishes to be eaten in the shabu-shabu at night, although there was no urine-scattering beef balls, or the A-grade fat beef was a bit of a fly in the ointment. But there are still a lot of dishes to eat together.

Of course, you don’t have to think about Flammulina velutipes, not to mention Flammulina velutipes and shiitake mushrooms are not available in rural areas, but there are also mushrooms in rural areas that are not picked in the wild, but grown by yourself.

Yang Dongxu doesn’t know the specific scientific name. In the countryside, they call it mushrooms. The white ones are grown in a sealed dark room with some animal feces. The meat is a bit like Coprinus comatus, but it’s more elastic. The smell of meat.

It gets dark faster in winter, and the sun has set not long after the preparations here. Hongying took Dandan to the back house to call grandpa and grandma. As for the uncle, the sun has arrived before sunset.

Wash the copper pot and sit on the induction cooker brought back, and then pour a bottle of boiling water into it. Yang Dongxu began to put the bottom ingredients prepared yesterday and the broth stewed in the afternoon, and a strong fragrance came out after a few minutes. , Let the meal join the army who was watching next to him swallow his saliva.

"Don't just stand there and watch, go to the kitchen and bring over all the dishes, and you can eat them when grandparents come." Seeing the uncle staring blankly at the hot pot, even the child in his arms was almost ashamed. He didn't notice that Yang Dongxu rolled his eyes after falling.

Yang's father was cooking a pot and Yang's mother was preparing dinner. As soon as the aunt came, she gave the child to the uncle to help in the kitchen. Only joining the army only has hot pot in his eyes and waits to eat without thinking about doing anything.

"Okay." When it comes to the enthusiasm for eating and joining the army, there is nothing to say, and as soon as he puts the child in the chair next to him, he runs to the kitchen.

"Slow down." Seeing the little guy who was suddenly thrown down by his dad rolled over in the chair, his uncle didn't pay attention and turned around and ran to the kitchen. Yang Dongxu quickly stretched out his feet to block it and almost fell to the ground from inside and outside the chair The child stared at the back of his uncle.

With such a lazy dad at the stall, I don't know if my younger brother will develop a rogue temperament when he grows up.

Picking up the towel next to him and wiping his hands, Yang Dongxu bent over and hugged Xiaojie up. It is cold in the countryside and there is no air conditioner, so the children at this time want to wear like a ball. Of course, the most iconic is naturally the crotch pants.

Compared with Yang Dongxu's various patches on his clothes when he was young, and most of them were treated by his elder sister's clothes, the quality of life of this little guy in front of him is undoubtedly much better. A tiger-head hat, plus tiger-head cotton shoes, and a saliva-stopping apron on the front, this is the top configuration for rural children now.

The little guy is only seven months old now, and he smells like milk. Children in rural areas can’t afford milk powder. Milk powder is the top nutritional product for the elderly, so babies are generally not weaned until they are one year old.

For Yang Dongxu, a strange older brother, the little guy didn't cry when he was hugged, but stared blankly at him, his big flickering eyes were curiously at a loss, and his little head probably thought again: Who are you?

Looking at the chubby little face, Yang Dongxu couldn't help reaching out and pinching it. Seven or eight-month-old children can't walk yet, but they are very cute. Although my uncle looks mediocre, my aunt is beautiful. Although the little guy in front of me is a boy, he has inherited a lot of his mother's good genes and is naturally very cute.

"Yeah..." The little guy was a little bit reluctant when his face was pinched, he shook his head to avoid the sound of dissatisfaction and protest from his mouth, a lot of saliva flowed down from his mouth, and a few small teeth that had just grown out looked even more cute.

"It's heavy to put him in the chair and let him play by himself." The aunt who brought the dishes into the room saw Yang Dongxu hugging her son and said.

"It's okay, it's too cold on the chair and he's wearing crotch pants." Although the rural child is solid, even if the weight of this little meatball in front of him is doubled, it won't make Yang Dongxu tired. Not knowing where he went, Yang Dongxu couldn't help asking, "Where's uncle?"

"I'm going to the toilet." The aunt said, put down the dishes in her hand, turned around and continued to walk towards the kitchen.

Yang Dongxu rolled his eyes speechlessly. At this moment, he felt that the rural idiom "lazy donkey grinds excrement and urine" is used on his uncle.

When my mother's dinner was almost ready, my grandparents also arrived. The back of the big table is naturally the place of grandparents, Yang's father and Yang's mother in the east, uncles and aunts in the west, and Yang Dongxu's siblings are naturally crowded on a stool in the south.

"Put the mushrooms and pieces of meat in and cook it first, and the fans won't be able to finish cooking it when they eat it later." Yang Dongxu stood up and began to put things into the hot pot while talking.

Eating pot is no stranger in the countryside. People who have the conditions in winter like to use this to eat meat as a tonic. But the hot pot is still quite fresh.

"It's not cooked yet, can I eat it?" Seeing Yang Dongxu throwing in some green vegetables, rinse them, then fish them out and put them in a bowl to give to grandparents first, Yang's mother asked.

"The green vegetables don't need to be cooked or they won't taste good."

"Come, come, let's have a drink first." Seeing his son making something into the hot pot, Father Yang raised the wine glass in his hand.

Although it's not the New Year's Eve, after the separation, they seldom sit together to eat even during the holidays. What's more, the relationship with grandparents was not very good in the past few years, so we naturally have to drink two cups when we get together today.

Yang Dongxu was banned from drinking in the name of still going to school, even if what Father Yang brought out was medicinal wine. Mama Yang and the women also drank, so they were the adults who clinked glasses.

Adults drink alcohol and children naturally drink fruit juice. Originally, Yang Dongxu wanted to bring back Coca-Cola or Sprite, which are rare items for rural children, but when he saw more real fruit juice, he naturally ruled out Coca-Cola and the like. The current fruit juice is real fruit juice, not the kind of stuff blended with additives in the later generations.

Joining the army likes to drink, but he can't take his eyes off the juice. It's not that he thinks the juice is delicious, but that he feels honored to drink this kind of thing that other people can't drink, and after drinking it, he has another thing to brag about.

"I'll get you a cup." Seeing his brother-in-law's appearance, Yang Dongxu couldn't possibly know what he wanted to do, so he got up and found a cup for him and found a glass of juice.

"Drinking can't stop your mouth." Seeing her husband's appearance, the aunt glanced at him helplessly. Fortunately, the whole family was sitting together for dinner, and she knew what kind of virtue her husband was. Not shameful enough.

"What do you ladies know? This is a good thing that is really squeezed from fruit. Do you know about oranges? This is the orange juice I drank last time I went to Yanjing." Joining the army glanced at his mother-in-law, looking like a mother-in-law. They have long hair and short knowledge.

Speaking of going to Yanjing and eating in a big restaurant, sitting with the air conditioner, and driving in a car, this is the rich capital that my uncle has bragged in the village in the past few years, even if he has been bragging for many years, as long as he takes this When the experience is brought out, other people will step aside no matter what they say.

"You can." The little aunt snorted. However, she looked curiously at the orange juice in front of her husband. She was married to the town before, so she had seen the world, but there was juice to drink in winter, and she was curious about what kind of orange juice it was.

Seeing his aunt's appearance, Yang Dongxu got up and went to get a cup again. This time, he didn't take one, but took both for his grandparents.

"Dad, what do you think about setting up a vegetable greenhouse and farm in our village?" Yang Dongxu asked after putting a hind leg bone into the little sister's bowl and eating a bite of vegetables.

"Vegetable greenhouse?" Father Yang is a little unfamiliar with this term.

"The vegetables you pulled back were grown in the vegetable greenhouses I mentioned. If the greenhouses are completed next winter, we can sell the vegetables we grow.

But it's a bit too early to do this, and the spring will begin after the Chinese New Year, and the vegetables grown after it's done can't be sold at the current price. This can be done in the fall of next year, and it can be sold in winter after the vegetables are planted. "

"Is it really possible to grow vegetables in the greenhouse in winter, and grow those brought back vegetables?" Grandpa Yang Dongxu asked curiously.

He knows exactly how much money his eldest son's family made from those vegetables. If he grows these vegetables by himself, he can save a fortune and obviously earn more. However, no one in the countryside here has grown celery, potatoes, etc., so Grandpa Yang Dongxu, who is an old hand at crops, is not sure whether he can grow them.

"The seeds can definitely be planted, but because of the soil quality, the potatoes are probably not as large as those planted by people in the north, but the yield of tomatoes and green peppers is definitely not low. We have grown these vegetables in summer to be more confident. Then we will You can also consult an expert to determine what to plant.”

Yang Dongxu, who owns vegetables in greenhouses, only has a general idea of ​​how to build a greenhouse, what should be planted, how to grow and how to fertilize, so he needs to consult professional people.

"Can those experts come to our countryside?"

For scholars, especially those who can be called experts, rural people respect them very much. Even though many scholars were reformed through labor in the countryside a few years ago, no one felt that they were inferior. All things are inferior, but the idea that reading is high is still very marketable in the current social environment.

"You don't have to worry about this. I'll just go find someone. But this can be done in the second half of next year after all. If you want to build a breeding farm, you can build it before it freezes after the new year."

"Then what?" Dad Yang is positive about his son's flexible brain, especially when he came back this time and brought back 10,000 yuan, which made him feel that his son is capable and would not say what he said Treat it like a kid messing around.

"You can raise chickens, ducks, etc. But I tend to raise pigs." Yang Dongxu said.

He thought about this matter for a long time last night, and felt that raising pigs was more promising than raising chickens or ducks. Of course, raising pigs must be a huge investment, not to mention buying a few hundred piglets is a lot of money. If you don't do it well for many years, you don't even think about turning over.

"Pig raising." Grandpa Yang Dongxu frowned.

He knows that raising pigs makes money, but now almost every household in the countryside raises pigs.