The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 202

"Brother, I'm in charge of Lao Yang's and his family's meals. Let the family do their best. The two children will live in the village, right?
Lao Yang, don't be too polite, let's have a drink in the evening. "

There is really no shortage of food for the Zhao family now. Some of the food in the village's grain depot is the Zhao family's food.

It was obtained by selling estimated clothes, and everyone from Wali Village participated. The food was placed in the village's granary, and no one could say anything.

Li Shengli roughly estimated that this batch of grain would weigh at least three to five thousand kilograms. If some members who did not pay their bills used grain to pay the bill, the amount of grain would be even more.

Zhao Mankui dared to say that the only way Baoshan villages could eat Chinese New Year dumplings was in the grain depot. Of course, the only thing that Baoshan villages could eat were black-faced dumplings.

They shouldn't even think about the wealthy and powerful fans that Li Shengli brought back from the city.

Most of the flour used to make Lianghe noodles and steamed buns in the city is [-]-year-old flour, produced by production or construction brands. Fuqiang flour is not something ordinary people can eat. It should be [-]-year-old flour. As for [-]-year-old flour, don’t even think about it.

The so-called eight-five flour and seven-zero flour refer to how much flour is ground from one hundred catties of wheat.

The Bawu powder supplied in the city is 85 catties of wheat, [-] catties of flour, [-] catties of bran and impurities, most of which are around [-]%.

Stone mills in rural areas produce more 98-pound flour. The so-called 99-pound whole wheat flour in later generations is mostly made from [-] pounds of wheat in the village. The whole-wheat flour that comes out is a little over [-] pounds, and basically does not remove impurities.

Whole wheat flour was said to be healthy in later generations, but it is not very popular now. The darker the flour, the less likely it is to ferment. Many black steamed buns made with [-] whole wheat flour are sour because they are not fermented well.

[-]-year-old fans are more common in rural areas, while [-]-year-old fans are more popular in cities. This division is pretty much the same.

For the New Year dumplings in Shanshan Village, most of them still have to be wrapped with [-] powder. It is calculated as half a catty per person, and one hundred and ten catties can still be obtained from Wali.

"Old Zhao, this time I accept your love..."

Although Zhao Mankui was embarrassed again by what he said to Yang Wenshan, he was no longer restrained.

Since he became the village party secretary, he has been a nobody in the commune, and everyone can say a few words about him whether he is a human being or not.

Although I wanted to raise my head to speak, I was in debt to the commune and my neck was not stiff, so I really didn't dare to raise my head casually.

Yang Wenshan, who is used to being teased, is very sensitive and can tell the difference between good intentions and evil intentions without looking at his expression, just by listening to his voice.

Because Zhao Mankui was a soldier, he was somewhat philanthropic and did not want to see the common people suffer, so he naturally had a good impression of Yang Wenshan.

The problem in Shanshang Village is not Yang Wenshan's problem, but rather similar to that of Madianji, which has received an unreasonable amount of public grain.

There are fewer people and more land, and the members of Shanshang Village are tightly tied.

The village of two donkeys in the commune is not a joke, because there are only two donkeys, and things in the mountain fields cannot be transported out.

You can only have people pull it, because the food you eat and feed the horses will be deducted, and every time you come and go, it will be another bill.

The grain stations and communes are chasing so hard that the mountain villages don't even have a chance to breathe. If they give up the harvest of the previous year and buy a few big animals, the small mountain villages will look the same every year and slowly get better.

However, the commune has the responsibility for grain production. Due to the competition between several parties, the mountain villages have become victims and become poorer and poorer.

When it was almost time to finish work, Zhao Mankui found a few young people from the valley, moved the grain boards from the grain depot, set them up with green bricks, and built a Datong shop in the house for the women and children of the mountain village.

There is ready-made bedding on the donkey cart, so the problem of accommodation is solved. As for Yang Wenshan, he has to stay at Zhao's house.

Even though the two women had children, it was not allowed to sleep with them in the Datong bunkhouse. Rumors spread that the mere presence of the two women would be a crime of being shot.

After packing the medicine box, Li Shengli gave the two children Dabai Khan. Because they had taken cold medicine like Angong Niuhuang Pill before, the ginger soup was not suitable for the two children and would wash away the remaining medicine.

If traditional Chinese medicine is careful, the disease will not look good, there will be too many taboos, and you will fall into a trap if you are not careful.

When speaking in plain words, Chinese medicine doctors are like fortune tellers. They know 500 years before and 500 years after. When it comes time to prescribe medicine, everyone who encounters a new disease is hesitant, just like a woman.

Except for those who are familiar with diseases, if they are dry and brittle, if they are still young, they should stay as far away as possible, because he does not know what the consequences of taking a dose of medicine will be.

In the evening in Zhao's courtyard, because there were guests, the women and children were eating in the house, and the only child who could serve at the table was Mr. Zhao.

The wine is roasted sweet potatoes, and the dish is pheasant stewed with potatoes, plus a plate of meat and oil pickles.

The meat oil used to steam pickles during this period is dripping from smoked pheasants and rabbits. The aroma is not as good as lard, but it is much better than raw pickle strips. There are many wild animals on the mountain, and there is more oil for smoking.

According to Haiye, this kind of oil does not last long and will go rancid when heated even slightly, so the meat and oil pickles are full of oil.

"Come on, gentlemen, you will be a guest when you arrive at Wali. Don't be gloomy. Wine can relieve a thousand worries."

With Hai Ye's small bowl at the end, as soon as the toast was said, the drinking party began. Hai Ye, Zhao Mankui, Mr. Zhao, and Yang Wenshan were all drunk until their glasses were dry.

Li Shengli was the only one who was special. He took small bites of the sweet potato roast and slowly savored the taste.

After three bowls of wine, the politeness was enough. The people at the table casually took a few sips and started chatting at the wine table.

The amount is not enough now, and it is not time to make a big fuss.

"Lao Yang, how much food do you estimate can fill the holes in your village?"

Seeing that the four of them stopped drinking, Li Shengli took the wine bowl, touched it with Yang Wenshan, and asked about the hole blocking in the mountain village.

"We owe the commune more than 5 jins of grain. Next year's [-] jins of public grain will be [-] jins at least!

His old party secretary is dead, otherwise I will have to beat him to death.

His son is also smart. He ran away in the past two years, otherwise his family would have been starved to death.

There are also those beasts who plotted the land. Our village’s public food these years was paid for with their lives!

They all ran away, leaving our whole village to risk their lives..."

Hearing Li Shengli ask about the debts of the mountain village, after Yang Wenshan finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. After three bowls of wine, he couldn't control his emotions, and he started to cry while leaning on the table.

After a while, a "wuwu" cry came from his mouth. The female family members who were alarmed went out to take a look, and were called back by Aunt Jiang.

Looking at Yang Wenshan who was crying, Li Shengli shook his head helplessly. With [-] kilograms of grain, this hole cannot be blocked.

"Shengli, help Lao Yang?" Looking at Lao Yang who was covering his face and crying, Zhao Mankui felt the same and could not help but sympathize. Only Li Shengli could solve this problem among the people at the table.

"How to help?
Anti-public grain?
Then he must be shot!

Let's owe it first, and then next year, we will first fill our own stomachs and then talk about public food.

There is nothing we can do about this situation. Eighty thousand kilograms of grain is life-threatening!

Let’s wait for three years to delay public rations.

For next year's crops in the mountains, don't worry about sowing the seeds. The commune needs food and let them collect it themselves. "

After taking a sip of the sweet potato roast, Li Shengli came up with an idea. Resisting grain was against the law and he would be shot if he failed to do so. However, it was okay to default on the payment.

There are more than 60 households in the mountain village with less than 200 people. The public grain debt is [-] kilograms of grain per capita. If one hundred kilograms of rations are squeezed out a year, it will take four years to pay off.

The rations for commune members are in addition to the public grain, and no grain of public grain should be missing. The amount of ration depends on how much grain is left.

Considering the situation in the mountain villages, if one person squeezes out one hundred kilograms of rations, he will starve to death. The average grain of the Wali brigade is only one hundred kilograms per year. If there is no mountain land that exceeds the standard, Zhao Mankui will be very poor. cry.

Like Wali, the mountain villages have no village cadres. Wali is overcrowded, but the mountain villages are really poor.

The cadres stationed in the village cannot get a grain of grain in the village, so they go hungry and carry grain on their backs to station in the village. The cadres are not rich either. If they carry grain on their backs, their own families will go hungry.

Tight supply is the norm, and rationing is like a small rope tied around the neck. No matter how powerful you are, you cannot make the people of a city or a commune eat up.

Without a large amount of chemical fertilizers and agricultural machinery, increasing production is basically a luxury.

Occasionally, there are a few special cases, but they can only be special cases and are not universal.

Li Shengli didn't have the ability to carry the public grain of a village. The only way out for the mountain village was to adjust the properties of the land.

However, reducing public grains cannot be touched, nor can reducing the amount of public grains in disguised form.

Which brigade has no difficulties?You can only overcome it yourself.

"Shengli, what are you talking about? If you do this, the commune must first evacuate Lao Yang?
If one family owes money, that family will have to make up for it. If a village in a mountainous area lags on public grain for a year, the whole commune brigade will scold it.

The team that delayed for three years and increased its strength every year could reach the mountain villages! "

In addition to the initiative in handing over public grain, there is also the compulsion to make horizontal comparisons between brigades, between communes, and between districts and counties.

This is linked to political performance. No matter what is linked to political performance, it will definitely fail.

It's not that there are no villages that want to fight for food, but most of them don't dare because there are other brigades around them who are eyeing them.

Examples like Shancun are basically special cases, similar to the situation in Madianji.

Yang Wenshan's statement that he wants to starve the old party secretary's family is not nonsense. This hatred is enough to destroy the family.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Planting medicinal materials can help Lao Yang and his village breathe a sigh of relief.

But brother, now that the New Year is approaching, can we still collect seeds from Caowu in Huyu?
Planting medicinal materials is the same as planting land. If you need to save seeds, the mountain village can only rely on the mountains.

Plant Polygonatum sibiricum and Cao Wu, and then look at the market of the medicinal materials. Planting medicinal materials in the mountain fields with high yields that can make up for the food deficit that year is the way to go.

Planting medicine is the same as planting land. Without seeds, you miss a year of farming.

I could buy some medicinal seeds, but they have no experience!

If I sow seeds recklessly into the fields, I'm afraid they'll have no harvest next year.

Let’s ask the medicinal material company about this to see if there are suitable seeds..."

When Li Shengli talked about the solution, Yang Wenshan stopped crying. The middle-aged man looked at you with tears and snot in his nose. It was sad to see him.

"Brother Shengli, if you help the villagers, you will be our great benefactor..."

Listening to Yang Wenshan's not-so-decent compliment, Li Shengli smiled helplessly. If this happens next year, this alone will be enough for him to drink a pot.

This is no longer the era of national servers. It’s not fun to talk about trying to win over your brothers.

"Lao Yang, go back and ask the elders in the village if there is anyone who can grow medicinal materials. If you can grow medicinal materials, you can ensure that the planting is successful, and this matter will be simple.

Dragging the public grain is not to make the people in your village be lazy. From the beginning of spring next year, you have to make a plan for collecting herbs.

At the same time, people are constantly sent into the mountains to visit sites. When the medicinal materials are harvested, the whole village comes together.

Try to make up for the previous deficit by collecting herbs, and then ask if there is anyone in the village who knows how to prepare medicinal materials.

There is a price difference between crude herbs and processed herbs.

I am not very familiar with the prices of medicinal materials, so I need to ask about this. "

Madianji can do business because it is close to the city, and the mountain villages can grow medicinal materials because it is close to the mountains and forests.

There is only one road. There are other roads, but they are impassable now.

Let the village on the mountain do business. It takes a day to walk from the village to the city. When we arrive, the day lilies are cold.

Li Shengli heard from Zhao Mankui that there was a food subsidy for selling medicinal materials to a medicinal material company. This should be a purchase task when demand exceeds supply.

Public grain is considered a requisition and must be completed in full and with high quality; unified purchasing is better understood, and speculating on it is a violation of unified purchasing and marketing.

Using the task of distributing Chinese medicinal materials to offset the task of purchasing public grains is the only way out for the mountain villages.

The risks are high and high. If medicinal herbs can supplement the public food supply, Yang Wenshan, the party secretary of the mountain village, will not be miserable.

If they want to supplement the public grain, the mountain villages must grow medicinal materials, which will occupy the mountain land. Once the harvest fails, they will have to pay a fee to the commune. I don't understand, but Yang Wenshan is sabotaging grain production and will be shot.

(End of this chapter)