With a Door In Mind

After the wolves left, he wandered around the mountain.

It allowed him to see many herbs, but he wasn't quite sure. After all, the same plant was somewhat different in different environments.

Those who know everything at a glance are completely nonsense. Since I started to have thoughts, my memory has been very powerful, but I can't recognize it at a glance.

I took some and put them in the space. Then let Li Mingyue identify it.

"Hey... what a big ganoderma."

As he was searching, he suddenly saw a gray-white Ganoderma lucidum the size of a washbasin growing on a dead tree in front of him. There is also a small purple-red Ganoderma beside it.

Carefully pick the big ganoderma lucidum. This is a baby.

I saw that there was a purple Ganoderma lucidum that was not particularly large. After thinking about it, I broke it off. Also thrown into space.

After wandering around, I felt that it was almost the same, so I went back by bike.

It was late when I got home. Jiang Xiaohe has also returned home.

"Brother, where have you gone. The puppy is starving to death."

As soon as Jiang Xiaochuan entered the door, he heard Jiang Xiaohe complaining there.

He patted his head. During this time, the puppy could only eat two meals a day.

It's probably because they didn't starve to death because they secretly put meat on them.

Now eating in a large canteen, it is reasonable to say that it is not allowed to make a fire at home. Except for boiled pork.

So many families still get some food for dogs.

Moreover, it was said that all the food was handed in, but the common people were flustered when there was no food in their hands. You have Zhang Liangji, I have a wall ladder. Speaking of which...it's natural to understand.

The premise is not to be caught or reported.

Jiang Xiaochuan's interpretation of Jiang Xiaohe is also the same.

Get some food for the puppy, and secretly put some pigs boiled in spatial spring water into the water.

Only then did he take Jiang Xiaohe to the village headquarters for dinner.

Because it was relatively late, there were not many people who were cooking at this time.

When he came to the front, looking at the food in front of him, Jiang Xiaochuan was silent for a while and did not speak.

Stewed Chinese cabbage, stewed radish. The oil star is almost invisible.

Think of how dare to eat fritters a few days ago. Jiang Xiaochuan was also speechless.

The staple food is also different, only corn and sweet potato porridge. And it's not very thick. is semi-thin.

Don't know what to eat for lunch?

If this is also eaten at noon, it will be intriguing. Food is running out.

Jiang Dingzhong is maintaining the order of eating, and to put it bluntly, he just walks around to have a look.

When he came to Jiang Xiaochuan, he asked, "Xiaochuan, where did you go at noon? Why didn't you come back for dinner?"

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaochuan smiled: "Uncle Jiang, didn't I go to learn about herbal medicine today... I ate it in the large cafeteria at Dr. Tian's place at noon."

Jiang Dingzhong nodded when he heard what he said, and didn't ask any more.

I heard all kinds of complaints from the surroundings, the dishes were unpalatable, there was no oil, the rice was too thin and so on.

Jiang Xiaochuan thought for a while. Still asked: "Uncle Jiang, why did you eat this rice, white noodles, and all that oil at one time. Can't it run smoothly?"

Jiang Dingzhong smiled bitterly, but said, "Other villages eat like this. What can I do?"

After speaking, they both fell silent.

Seeing this, Jiang Dingzhong said hello and left.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at Jiang Xiaohe who was eating with a frown. didn't care about him either.

One reason was that he was afraid that he would go out and say something. Another reason is that he doesn't want the other party to live a pampered life now.

So for many days he didn't give Jiang Xiaohe any meat. Even with his mother, Yang Yuemei, he didn't eat it.

"Xiaohe, is this meal difficult to eat?"

Jiang Xiaohe, who was eating with a bitter face, nodded subconsciously.

Jiang Xiaochuan asked again, "Which one is better than the one at Jiang's before?"

Jiang Xiaohe didn't speak when he heard his brother's words.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Xiaochuan said again: "It must be good to eat here, right?"

Jiang Xiaohe nodded when he heard the words.

"Since it's better than before, what are you dissatisfied with? The money Dad gave us has almost been used. We can't eat meat all the time. It didn't matter that we ate so little when we were at Jiang's house, now Can't it work?"

Jiang Xiaochuan said these words not only to Jiang Xiaohe, but also to those present.

My brother took so much money, if he didn't spend it. It's like a child holding gold in a busy city. Sooner or later you will be missed.

During this period of time, you have been very generous, and it is not that you have not given these people. It means that you have spent almost the same money, so you should worry less about it.

And he really has no money in his hand now, only less than ten yuan in total.

After dinner, let Jiang Xiaohe do his homework at home.

He slipped to the back of the village by himself.

Thoughts scattered.

Jiang Dingzhong was sitting on a stool smoking a cigarette with Accountant Liu.

It didn't take long for the women's director Jiang Ping to get busy with her work outside. She walked into the house, took off her apron and put it aside.

The two who looked at themselves who were waiting said, "Tell me? What should I do?"

Jiang Dingzhong gestured to Accounting Liu: "Tell me about the situation."

Accounting Liu, who was next to them, glanced at the two of them, and then reported a set of data: "Rice and flour are all gone, corn flour is less than 300 catties, sweet potatoes are still 1,500 catties, and oil is still 2 catties. There are still 100 pounds of Chinese cabbage and radishes. The rest are gone."

After saying that, he looked at the two of them.

Jiang Ping looked at the two and said, "There are still about fifteen days until the autumn harvest. There are 338 people in the whole village. In this way, one person can't even reach half a catty per day, and when the autumn harvest arrives, they need more food. Without oil and water, the autumn harvest will be harvested. No food. It can’t go on like this.”

Several people fell silent.

Jiang Dingzhong thought for a while. He said: "You forgot one thing. Tomorrow, half of the labor force in the village will be sent to the county town to help pull iron ore. By then, the grain will be one kilogram per person per day." (Some people here should understand what it means. .)

After he finished speaking, he said again: "There is a big boar in the village. He is sick. It is estimated that it can last until the autumn harvest at most. At that time, the pig can't be killed, so I will give everyone a little oil and water. Don't let everyone go hungry for the autumn harvest. "

Lao Liu's face changed when he heard his words: "Lao Jiang, you... this pig is..."

Jiang Dingzhong interrupted him, "Okay, that's it, it's better than dying of illness and throwing it away."

After speaking, Jiang Dingzhong left the village with heavy steps.

Accountant Liu and Director Jiang were left with embarrassed faces.

Jiang Ping said worriedly to Accountant Liu, "Old Liu, do you think this is okay? Don't wait..."

Accountant Liu shook his head: "It's okay, Lao Jiang still acts in a measured way. He won't mess around. It's not a big problem. Now that's all."

Jiang Xiaochuan had a general idea of ​​the situation in the village after hearing this.

But he didn't do anything, and he hasn't reached the point of exhaustion yet. This is just the beginning.

If you don't experience hardship, you won't understand how hard food is.