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

Now that the matter is settled, we will no longer dwell on this issue and talk about the subsequent silage and chicken feed.

Zhao Zheng said: "With this batch of slag cakes and various bran after the autumn harvest, plus grains and other grains, there is no problem with chicken feed. The silage now only has sunflowers, which is relatively simple."

Xie Chengzhi nodded: "The grass I mentioned last time is growing just right now. When the base expansion is completed, my team and I will apply to do this part of the work."

So, the work is never done and there is really no need for the wool to be processed themselves.

Everyone listened and nodded secretly.

The next day, before dawn, the loudspeaker at the brigade headquarters was already ringing. Everyone got up quickly, washed briefly, and went straight up the mountain.

The three of them, Lu Mingzheng, also followed. Zhao Zheng asked curiously: "Why don't you receive work points today?"

Zhu Xiaomin smiled: "If you take the task first, it will waste time, and the tasks are the same every day. Now we go up the mountain and directly participate in the labor. We record the work points on the spot."

"That's good. It saves time." Meng Zihao nodded repeatedly.

Everyone rushed to the location designated the day before, and members of other teams had also arrived one after another. When they saw Lu Mingzheng and others, they all said hello one after another. After naming Zhu Xiaomin and others, they took the basket and started picking peaches.

After a while, several brigade cadres also came over. Seeing Lu Mingzheng and the others, Gu Mancang said with a smile, "Why did you just report to the brigade headquarters and then disappear?"

Lu Mingzheng also smiled: "We also want to participate in this labor scene." Several people followed, walking deeper along the orchard, occasionally picking a ripe peach, everyone appraising it, and then putting it into a nearby basket.

Seeing Meng Zihao's careful observation, Gu Mancang turned around and said with a smile: "Comrade Meng will take a few back to try them later. Thanks to Comrade Meng's guidance."

Meng Zihao nodded and said with a smile: "The lighting here is good. When we came here, we heard from Secretary Yan that these peaches taste very good. When we enter the fruiting period next year, the output will double."

This year's production has already been recorded in the finance department, and it will be doubled next year...

Those who heard it were even more excited and worked more energetically.

At daybreak, when the 800 kilograms of peaches were picked, Zhu Xiaomin had already raised his voice to call for help. Lu Mingzheng said hello, leaving Zhao and Meng behind. He quickly came back and followed Chen Xudong to carry the peaches down the mountain.

On the threshing floor, another group of people had already bagged the sunflower seeds and loaded them onto the tractor one bag at a time. When the sunflower seeds were finished loading, Tao Zi followed suit.

Chen Xudong and Lu Mingzheng sat down leaning on the sacks. The tractor left the threshing floor and headed straight for the county town along the country road.

Lu Mingzheng patted the sturdy sack with his backhand and asked, "Are these two thousand kilograms of sunflower seeds a day?"

"Absolutely." Chen Xudong nodded, "Forty or fifty aunts can peel seeds at about the same speed every day. There is also the speed at which the county's oil press can extract oil. No matter how fast the work is, it's hard to rush the work."

Lu Mingzheng nodded, calculated silently, and said with a smile: "Your batch of sunflower seed oil should have exceeded the county's demand long ago, and it should be transferred to other counties or even cities later."

Chen Xudong was not surprised and nodded: "Since there is a shortage of oil, it can't be just our county. Otherwise, Secretary Yan wouldn't even set an upper limit. How much is needed."

Lu Mingzheng asked: "Did Xiaomin say it again?"

Chen Xudong smiled: "She can always think of it anyway, and this is the reason."

Lu Mingzheng nodded and couldn't help but sigh: "Why didn't you see that girl is so capable before?"

Even though it was a question, I already had the answer in my mind.

In Zhu Xiaomin's first year, a little girl from the city must have been at a loss when she was suddenly sent to the countryside. But in the second year, she adapted, and another Nie Yifei came, and launched a fierce offensive against her as soon as he arrived.

Later, when the relationship was confirmed, all that could be thought of was romance.

Thinking about it, her change really started when she broke up with Nie Yifei.

Well, that girl would be great if she wasn't in love.

But what should he do if she doesn't fall in love?

Lu Mingzheng was very melancholy.

When he arrived at the county, Lu Mingzheng got off the car and went to the county party committee to borrow a phone. Chen Xudong went to the supply and marketing cooperative to deliver things himself.

When Lu Mingzheng came back after finishing his work, the sunflower seeds had almost passed the scale. He helped load yesterday's slag cake into the truck and went to Yan Yimin to collect the payment and receipt.

Yan Yimin was a little surprised when he saw him: "Why is it that Lu Zhiqing just came yesterday and is leaving today?"

Knowing that the wool will eventually be sent to the supply and marketing cooperative, Lu Mingzheng did not hide it from him and said with a smile: "The breeding base has to shear sheep, but no one has this skill. I found a few people and contacted them to teach everyone the skill. "

As expected, Yan Yimin's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked hurriedly: "I wonder how much wool there is?"

Chen Xudong couldn't help laughing: "Secretary, the wool is still on the sheep, how do we know?"

Lu Mingzheng answered with a smile: "The lambs raised last year are now adult sheep. There are more than 200 in total, of which sheep are the main ones, about 150. I asked, and the wool produced by a sheep is about one kilogram or more. "

One kilogram per sheep, one hundred and fifty sheep, that's more than three hundred kilograms of wool?

Yan Yimin's eyes lit up and he said hurriedly: "Is Zhu Zhiqing still responsible for this? Tell her, or send her directly to us."

Chen Xudong nodded: "Zhu Zhiqing is still responsible, and we promise to get the message across."

Seeing Yan Yimin nodding happily, Lu Mingzheng reminded: "There are more than fifty goats, and some of them should be slaughtered and sold."

Yup!

Yan Yimin hurriedly said: "The same goes for the mutton, bring it together."

Chen Xudong laughed: "Secretary, this goat has to be slaughtered in autumn. It would be a loss to slaughter it now."

"That's right!" Yan Yimin nodded hurriedly and smiled, "Look, I didn't expect it when I was excited."

After joking for a while, which was a preparation for the wool and mutton matters later, the two took the money and receipt and went back to the village directly.

Two days later, Lu Mingzheng followed him to the county again. When he came back, he brought back two middle-aged men, one surnamed Lu and the other surnamed Jia. They were the sheep shearing masters that Lu Mingzheng had contacted before.

After greeting the brigade headquarters, in order to facilitate their work, these two people were also arranged at the educated youth point, right next to Lu Mingzheng and the other three.

With the presence of outsiders, the educated youth's classes were completely stopped. Starting from the next day, they took turns tutoring two people according to the teaching group, and learned to shear sheep by the way.

The two masters were very skilled. The shears made a continuous clicking sound. They sheared the wool of an entire sheep in less than half an hour. They only had to teach the educated youths who were helping out the skills. In the whole day, they only managed to shear a dozen sheep. Come.

Zhu Xiaomin was stunned when she heard: "At this rate, wouldn't it take half a month to cut?"