With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

The floor of the fishery supply and marketing cooperative was damp and dirty. The old man lay flat on the ground unconscious, his face pale and covered in cold sweat.

The bucket he bought fish in also fell over, and the water in the bucket soaked his pants. A live carp rolled on the ground, and a dead carp lay between his legs with dead eyes.

There was chaos in the supply and marketing cooperative. The saleswoman who had made the old man angry was stunned and looked at the old man on the ground in shock.

"What's going on? What's going on with Xiaoli?" The saleswoman who weighed the fish for Xue Ming seemed to be a small squad leader. She hurriedly put down the fish in her hand and ran out of the counter.

Xue Ming looked at the old man's appearance and thought it looked like hypoglycemia, which means there is insufficient sugar in the body. In severe cases, shock or coma may occur.

"It should be hypoglycemia." Xue Ming squatted down and held the old man in his arms, grabbed a White Rabbit toffee from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper with one hand and stuffed the candy into the old man's mouth.

A group of idlers came over to eat melon. The sales clerk ran into the counter and took out a shabby mat. Xue Ming put the old man on the mat and continued to touch his pockets.

He quietly took out a small bag of sugar from the space, pried open the old man's mouth, poured the sugar in, and then peeled off a white rabbit toffee and put it in his mouth.

Sugar and toffee are both luxury goods, which are difficult for ordinary people to buy. People who eat melons looked at Xue Ming with surprised eyes.

Five minutes later, the old man's face turned red, and he gradually opened his eyes and gasped while holding his chest.

Xue Ming walked to the counter and took away his fish. He looked at the dumbfounded perpetrator and said, "If someone wants a live fish, just give it to him. Why bother yourself?"

After saying that, he walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative with the bucket, got on his bicycle and left the fishery commune, found a deserted place and threw the bucket into space.

Hypoglycemia is a very troublesome disease, and you may faint anytime and anywhere. Xue Ming believes that people with this disease must stay away from dangerous environments such as ponds.

He took out the truck from the space and drove the truck to pull the wheat and fish back to the transportation area. He saw Wang Xianbang and Wang Tianhe chatting in the yard.

"This quarter's rations are here. Brother Xianbang, please call the comrades to go to the canteen to unload the food." Xue Ming rolled down the window and blew the horn.

"Okay." Wang Xianbang went to the transporter's office to greet him, and Wang Tianhe ran to the director's office to call Zuo Changzheng.

Xue Ming parked the truck outside the canteen warehouse, and comrades rushed over one after another. This was a common ration for everyone, so they were very active.

"This wheat is so good. Brother, this must be special grade grain." Zuo Changzheng stared at the wheat in the carriage.

"Of course, how could I let my comrades eat bad food?" Xue Ming said, taking out the bucket containing fish from the cab.

The transporters came to watch one after another. The wheat grains were full and free of impurities, and the golden color was pleasing to the eye.

Five live fish were swimming in the bucket, each weighing about two pounds.

Xue Ming clapped his hands and shouted loudly, "Comrades will not eat pork neck meat from now on. Every three days we will eat nutritious crucian carp soup. I promise that each pot of fish soup will stew five kilograms of fish. We will eat one hundred and fifty kilograms of it this season." fish."

"Okay!" Wang Xianbang was the first to shout loudly.

I used to eat 100 kilograms of meat every quarter, but now I eat 150 kilograms of fish every quarter. Let’s not talk about who is better or worse, but at least the quantity is much larger.

"Director Xue is sympathetic to the comrades, everyone applauds!" Wang Tianhe clapped his hands. He and Wang Xianbang were Xue Ming's atmosphere team and Xue Ming's lackeys.

Comrades are not fools. Everyone likes good food and good fish. The key is that they also added fifty kilograms, and soon there was thunderous applause.

Xue Ming and Zuo Changzheng also applauded. The two brothers looked at each other and smiled. The exchange of fish for pork has been recognized by the comrades.

At the end of the applause, Xue Ming added, "Comrades may not know that crucian carp has the effect of strengthening the spleen, promoting blood circulation and dredging meridians, and has a very good nourishing and therapeutic effect on bronchitis, asthma and diabetes."

"I think Director Xue has tracheitis. My brother and sister asked him to go east but he didn't dare to go west. Don't the comrades know this?" Wang Xianbang raised his voice to liven up the atmosphere.

"Haha!" The crowd burst into laughter.

Xue Ming looked disdainful, "Why don't you fart? My family has a very high status."

Everyone laughed again, and Zuo Changzheng stood up to take charge of the overall situation, "Comrades, please stop making noises, let's quickly get the food into the granary, and then let Director Xue personally take the spoon to make fish soup for everyone. You don't know, our Director Xue's kitchen The art is unique."

"Okay! Let's have Director Xue's fish soup for lunch today!"

The atmosphere reached a climax in an instant. Xue Ming wanted to put a bucket on Zuo Changzheng's head. You, an old guy, talk too much nonsense.

Everyone spontaneously formed a long queue from the granary to the truck. Wang Xianbang and Wang Tianhe stood in the carriage and scooped wheat from wooden buckets. They filled the buckets and handed them to people under the car.

Everyone passed the grain barrels one after another, and finally poured the wheat into the granary.

The granary made of iron sheets is marked with scales, and each scale represents how many kilograms of grain are in the granary.

Soon a cart of wheat grains was returned to the warehouse, and the grain level even exceeded the mark of 3,600 kilograms.

Zuo Changzheng announced loudly, "Three thousand six hundred kilograms is only a lot more. Comrades, please give our deputy director Xue Ming a warm round of applause."

Warm applause rang out again. Everyone was convinced that Director Xue had not embezzled public funds from the canteen and even bought more food.

Xue Ming could only applaud along with them. The food in the space warehouse could not be eaten even if it was infested with worms.

He doesn't even want to grow food anymore, but if he doesn't grow food, he doesn't know what to grow. A farm with dozens of acres of space can't remain abandoned, right?

There is a millstone in the warehouse, and the comrades work together to grind the wheat into flour.

There were two large water tanks next to the millstone. Xue Ming took two large crucian carp to the kitchen and put the remaining three into the water tanks to raise.

Use a kitchen knife to scrape off the fish scales, remove the gills and internal organs, put soybean oil in the pot, put the fish in, and fry over low heat until golden brown.

"Director Xue, we only have so much oil left." Hu Yukun, the back chef, reminded in a low voice.

"Well, these can last for a few more days. I'll get the eighty pounds of soybean oil as soon as possible." Xue Ming said.

The five acres of soybeans in the space farm are about to mature. When the time comes, they will first squeeze 200 kilograms of oil, take 80 kilograms to the canteen, and find a way to sell the rest.

Xue Ming sent Hu Yukun to go to the vegetable garden to pull out a few onions and ginger, and take advantage of the fact that no one was in the kitchen to fetch Lingquan water from the space. The crucian carp soup cooked with Lingquan water would be more delicious.

Put the two fish into the pot and cook, add onions, ginger, garlic and other seasonings, and cook the fish soup until it turns milky white.

Hu Yukun swallowed quietly, "The soup made by Director Xue looks so fresh, it must taste very good."

Xue Ming took a sip and thought it was good, so he gave him the spoon. Hu Yukun took a sip and exclaimed, "It tastes good, it tastes really good!"

"Haha, it's useless to say it tastes good. Everyone says it tastes good when it tastes really good." Xue Ming said with a smile.

Hu Yukun immediately opened the cafeteria door, and a group of starving ghosts rushed into the cafeteria and lined up to wait for Xue Ming to get soup.