Rebirth 78, marry Qingmei as my wife

Jin No. 5 is a sorghum variety with low plant height, high yield and strong resistance to lodging.

However, there is a very serious problem, that is, the taste is very bad, and the sorghum rice shells are very peeling.

This kind of sorghum rice is not only unpalatable, but it also spits out its shells while eating it. It is impossible to swallow without spitting out the shells, which makes your throat irritated.

However, this kind of sorghum wine is still very good.

Except for the first year, after the sorghum is planted in the second year, no one is willing to give it to anyone.

Every year during the food distribution, some people scolded me.

The most embarrassing thing is that the grain station harvested this kind of sorghum the first time it collected public grain, but the next year it refused to harvest this kind of sorghum.

However, the commune did not care and was still forced to plant this kind of sorghum.

The commune and the grain station are two systems. The commune only cares about grain production. As long as the grain production increases, it will be their political achievement.

As for saying it tastes bad, in the above sentence, is it more important to taste bad or to be hungry?

Of course, this is off topic.

These unpopular sorghum rice was actually cheaper than Shitou's father. He got a large amount of sorghum rice that others didn't want and made a lot of sorghum wine.

This is also the case in Northeast China. Although food is tight, it is not so tense that we cannot eat.

Therefore, Shitou's father was able to exchange grain for a lot of sorghum.

Although I dare not sell the sorghum wine brewed by Shitou's father openly, I can exchange some of it secretly.

For example, one pound of sorghum wine is exchanged for two pounds of rice, or two pounds of white flour.

It actually made life much better.

In later generations, after the separation of the family this year, they were allowed to do business. Shitou made wine and sold wine. Although he did not make a big fortune, he lived a good life in his small life.

"Haha, this is good. Ask your dad later to see if there is any sorghum wine at home. I want to buy more!" Liu Hongjun said with a smile.

"Yes, there is not much sorghum wine weighed in five years. There is only forty or fifty kilograms left. There are more than 200 kilograms in three years and more than 500 kilograms in two years." Shitou said with his fingers.

"Shitou, the family is about to be separated. Now the city has begun to allow self-employment. If you follow your father to make wine and sell wine, it is no better than going into the mountains to fight siege!" Liu Hongjun reminded.

Although there is a lot of money to be made by going into the mountains to fight siege, it is not a good job.

Just look at it and you will know that in the eighteen villages of Taipinggou alone, one or two hunters will not die every year?

In the eighteen villages of Taipinggou, there are not only one thousand, but also eight hundred, old and young, young and widowed.

"Yes! I've heard about it too, and now I'm slowly letting go. Look at the market down the mountain, there are a lot more people selling things.

Shitou, your father has the skill of making wine, why are you hunting?Isn't it better to follow your father to make wine than to go hunting in the mountains? Qian Shengli heard the stone coming and walked out and said.

The main thing is that in the east room, Yang Qiuyan is sitting on the kang reading a book, and that idiot Dashan is also holding a little book and reading there in fascination.

He was left alone and was bored, so he simply ran to the west room to visit Sanhei at home.

"Uncle Shengli, brother Red Army, don't mention it. My father is an old tradition and said that I have no share in the craftsmanship and will only be passed on to my eldest brother." Upon hearing this, Shitou said with a bitter look on his face.

When the family was making wine, he had to follow the busy work, doing all the menial work, involving the secret recipe of making wine, etc., so they drove him away, leaving only his eldest brother.

Not to mention him, even the second brother is the same and can't touch it.

After hearing Shitou's words, Liu Hongjun shook his head helplessly.

No wonder, in later generations, the relationship between the brothers of the Shitou family was so tense, and the brothers immediately turned against each other. Shitou was better off, because Shitou's second brother simply refused to provide for him in old age after the family was separated.

Even if the village sent people to mediate, it would not work. The eighteen villages were in an uproar. The specific details were not clear because Liu Hongjun did not live in the village.

All I know is that at the end of the dispute, Shitou's second brother did not agree to provide for him in old age.

"Okay, if that's the case, just follow me into the mountains and fight for the siege!" Liu Hongjun stopped mentioning Shitou's sad story and patted Shitou's shoulder and said.

Then he continued: "By the way, go back and tell your father tonight that I want all of your three-year and two-year wines."

Liu Hongjun was buying wine when he went down the mountain yesterday. He saw that Dean Guan liked his father's medicinal wine so much and saw the sorghum wine Shitou brought, and he suddenly remembered it.

His father was not as stubborn as Shitou's father, who clung to the ancestral teachings and refused to pass on his skills to other sons.

Father Liu's craftsmanship can be taught to any of his two sons who are willing to learn it, but they are not forced to learn it.

Therefore, Liu Hongjun knew how to make medicinal wine and more than a dozen recipes for making medicinal wine.

We are getting married soon, so I can make some medicinal wine and sell it even if I don’t use it myself!

The medicinal wine of the old Liu family is still very famous in the eighteen villages of Taipinggou.

In the future, after the state prohibits hunting in the mountains, he will go to the mountains every year to collect herbs, make some medicinal wine, and guard the northern hillside to raise some bees. The days will still be the same.

"Okay! I'll tell my dad when I get home tonight." Shitou nodded.

After letting Shitou enter the house to chat with Dashan and the others, Liu Hongjun entered the kitchen again.

Start working on lunch.

After a lot of work, at 11:30, Liu Hongjun prepared eight dishes and one soup and brought them to the Kang table.

Two of the dishes, one is bean paste and the other is kimchi.

"Everyone is waiting impatiently! Let's eat!" Liu Hongjun greeted everyone with a smile.

"I just wanted to drool when I smelled it." Qian Shengli said with a smile.

"This bear paw looks so beautiful!" Shitou said with a smile.

"It tastes better!" Dashan couldn't help wiping his mouth and said with a smile.

"Let's eat!" Liu Hongjun took out two bottles of wine and filled them for everyone.

"Oh! Brother Red Army, you've already prepared the food!" Yang Qiuyan exclaimed coquettishly.

Just now Yang Qiuyan was reading the Little Man's Book and was so fascinated that he completely forgot about the time.

The main thing is that Shitou and Dashan were also fascinated by the book. No one disturbed her, so she was fascinated by it.

"Haha, eat quickly! Eat more, this bear paw is good for your body!" Liu Hongjun smiled fondly.

"OK!

Brother Hongjun is so awesome and the food he cooks is so delicious! "Yang Qiuyan smiled happily.

Everyone sat down around the Kang table and prepared to eat.

"cough!

Before we eat, let me say one thing. Qian Shengli coughed and said.

Qian Shengli is the oldest. Speaking of which, Dashan, Shitou and Yang Qiuyan still call Qian Shengli uncle.

Therefore, when Qian Shengli opened his mouth, everyone fell silent and waited for Qian Shengli to speak.

"Except for Qiu Yan, the four of us are all hunters, and we are still buddies who go hunting in the mountains together.

As the saying goes, a snake can't do without a head. Let's go hunting together in the mountains, but it can't do without a leader. "