The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

Feeling the slender arm around his waist again, the corners of Lu Mingzheng's lips had just curled up, but the next moment he felt the position where her fingers were pressing, his body suddenly stiffened, and he almost dropped the handlebars and jumped off.

Fortunately, her hand only touched her and moved away immediately. Lu Mingzheng felt relieved. He no longer dared to play anymore and could only pedal with his head down.

Zhu Xiaomin turned her head sideways and successfully saw that the tips of his ears were red, and couldn't help but purse her lips and snicker.

Baby, can't I cure you?

A bit like an old lady teasing a young man.

It was more than ten miles from Liushu Village to the town, and it took half an hour to ride. For the next twenty minutes, Lu Mingzheng did not dare to play anymore. Only when it was really going downhill did he dare to give a warning, and went all the way into the town.

Zhu Xiaomin jumped out of the car and asked, "When will Comrade Meng arrive? Should we go shopping first?"

Lu Mingzheng said: "He will arrive later, let's take a look around first."

Turn around?

How can anything get better in such a broken town?

Zhu Xiaomin stared at him.

Lu Mingzheng felt a little guilty. He looked here and there. Suddenly his eyes lit up. He pointed at the end of the town and said, "You want to use the bran after grinding the grain to make chicken feed. Let's go over and take a look."

Chicken feed?

Zhu Xiaomin was startled and turned around following his hand. When he saw the mill at the end of the town, it attracted his attention. He immediately nodded: "Okay!" and turned around and walked past.

Lu Mingzheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief and followed up with the cart. After walking a few steps, he found her on his right, with the bicycle between him and her. He hurriedly walked around to the other side and suggested: "Usually, the team distributes corn cobs. Each family You can grind it yourself. It is up to each family to decide whether to collect it or not. Now that there is a chicken coop, if the team can grind the flour together, the chaff can be collected together to avoid waste."

Yes, if the grain is distributed to each family first, and then the team only grinds the collective grain, it will only be able to collect that part of the chaff, which is not a waste.

Zhu Xiaomin nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Now only the part of the corn cobs that are paid to the public grain has been sent away, and the rest is still in the granary. While there is no share, the secretary and I will apply and ask for the opinions of the members."

Lu Mingzheng was originally at a loss for words, so he came up with a topic at the last minute. Unexpectedly, she immediately sorted things out, nodded in agreement, and added: "Yes, now the accountant is already calculating the grain output and total work points. While it is still possible, Since there is no grain distribution, I might as well ask the commune members if they should all be ground into flour, or should some of the corn be kept?"

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "Yes, in another month, it will be freezing in the mountains, and we will not be able to work. Grinding noodles collectively is just for the team to give out more tasks, and we will get work points, and the members will save trouble at home. They should be very happy." As he said that, he has already quickened his pace.

The mill in the town is publicly owned. There are two stone mills and a roller in a large yard. People from eight nearby villages come here to grind flour. The richer production teams have donkeys, so they use donkey pulls. If you don't have a donkey to grind, you can only rely on human power.

These are laborious jobs. There are many educated men in the educated youth area, so they automatically take on this job. Regardless of whether it is in the previous life or this life, although it is not the first time for Zhu Xiaomin to come here, it is the first time to pay attention to the work here.

At this time, a family was busy in the mill. The man crushed the dried broad beans on the mill, and the woman collected the crushed beans and ground them. The two and a half boys pushed and ground them, and then ground the beans. Into noodles.

While the woman stopped, Zhu Xiaomin asked: "Sister-in-law, is grinding beans to collect grain?"

This was just looking for something to say. At this time, most people had run out of food and could only grind the beans grown in their own yards into dough.

The sister-in-law nodded and said apologetically: "We don't have much, so we will grind it quickly. Please wait a moment." However, seeing Lu Mingzheng who came in later without carrying any grain, she was a little confused.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "Sister-in-law, we are just here to see if there are too many people. We will come back when there are less people."

The sister-in-law nodded: "It's okay in the morning. Everyone is busy with other things. There will be many people after lunch. If you want to come, it's a good time to come."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded, and when the chatter started, he asked: "Sister-in-law grinds these soybeans, how many noodles can you get from a pound of beans?"

The sister-in-law said: "Almost eight taels." She sighed and looked at the dough bag placed by the wall.

Zhu Xiaomin also looked over and saw that the bag was only less than half full, and there were not many beans in the basket on the other side. Knowing that they were the last grain of the family, she paused for a moment and asked again: "What about the remaining two taels?" What to do with the chaff?”

The woman shook her head: "If it's wheat and corn, it can be used as food when you're in a hurry. What's the use of these broad beans? There are two chickens at home, and there are chaff left from other things. These are useless. Take them. Go to the supply and marketing cooperative and exchange for some salt."

At this time, the number of domestic chickens is limited based on the family's population, and two chickens really can't eat much.

Zhu Xiaomin asked: "Supply and Marketing Cooperative? What are they going to do?"

"Some communes raise pigs, and they go to them to exchange for chaff." the woman replied.

Was this the way it was coordinated before?

Zhu Xiaomin blinked, looked at the chaff that had been piled aside and asked, "How much salt can I exchange for the chaff that my sister-in-law grinded today?"

The woman smiled bitterly and gestured with her hand: "Enough for two meals."

Zhu Xiaomin asked again: "Then, how much flour can be ground from a pound of corn?"

The woman said: "You can grind corn for eight taels, but you can only grind wheat for seven taels." As she spoke, she sighed heavily.

Zhu Xiaomin knew that her sister-in-law was lamenting that there was not enough food to eat, so she could only console her: "Looking at the end of the year, it's time to distribute the food."

The woman nodded and said no more.

Coming out of the mill, Zhu Xiaomin asked: "In the past, the chaff left over from grinding flour was also exchanged for salt from the supply and marketing cooperative?"

Lu Mingzheng nodded: "Most of them are replaced with salt and other ingredients."

"What about...the collective? I mean, the food left by the team." Zhu Xiaomin asked.

Lu Mingzheng looked at her deeply and smiled: "After last year's autumn harvest, didn't you already go to the brigade headquarters?"

Zhu Xiaomin sighed: "I have never thought about this problem, and no one has said it."

Lu Mingzheng shook his head: "We also changed things, but since we passed the supply and marketing cooperative, we just exchanged a few boxes of cigarettes and a few kilograms of loose wine. The brigade headquarters kept them for reception."

From what I hear, it's not much different from just throwing it away.

Zhu Xiaomin nodded and counted on his fingers: "For one pound of corn, only eight taels are left after grinding it into flour. In other words, there is a 20% loss, and wheat has a 30% loss. Just calculate it as corn. , the yield per mu is 600 jins, 20%, that is 120 jins, ten acres is 1,200 jins, 100 acres is 12,000 jins, our brigade has more than 500 acres of land, then …”