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

"Nie Yifei!" When he said these words, several people among the educated youth immediately stood up and retorted.

Lu Mingzheng listened silently for a while, then waved his hands and said, "Everyone, stop arguing." He kept saying a few words, waited for those people to stop, nodded and said, "Nie Yifei is right. Although I am here for official work, I am an educated youth. There is no mission to entertain me at all. Logically I should bring food here, but I received the mission temporarily and was not prepared for it."

In this era, because of the food shortage, everyone brought their own food whether they were visiting relatives or friends.

Everyone was speechless for a moment when they heard what he said, but Nie Yifei was so proud that he raised his chin and said, "It's good that you know."

Lu Mingzheng was silent for a moment and put down his chopsticks.

Xie Chengzhi hurriedly said: "Ming Zheng, don't take it to heart. At worst, this meal will be mine. I'll make up for it later, no matter how much food I used."

Lu Mingzheng shook his head, took out a paper bag from his jacket pocket, without opening it, pushed it directly in front of Xie Chengzhi and said, "I had prepared this. I'll talk about it when I want to leave."

"What?" Xie Chengzhi asked. He opened the paper package and saw a stack of food stamps and several meat stamps inside. The food stamps alone weighed twenty or thirty kilograms. He was stunned for a moment and hurriedly pushed it back, "Ming Zheng, What’s this? It’s just a meal.”

Lu Mingzheng smiled and pushed back: "Didn't I tell you, I originally prepared it for you. It's a festival and I'm not here, so treat it as a dumpling meal for everyone."

"Ming Zheng..." Xie Chengzhi only felt that the stack of tickets was hot to his hands. He couldn't push it or take it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Zhu Xiaomin gave Miao Shiwen a gentle push.

Miao Shiwen understood, reached out and took the ticket, and said with a smile: "You guys are really a family. How can we care about a meal? Besides, we have used Mingzheng's things a lot in the past few years. Why are you so polite now?" After saying that, he waved the ticket in front of his eyes, smiled at Lu Mingzheng and said, "Thank you very much."

Lu Mingzheng smiled: "How can any family be so polite?"

Xie Chengzhi took a breath, knocked on the table and shouted: "Okay, okay, let's eat."

Lu Mingzheng finally came back, and everyone didn't want to be left in the cold, so they all responded quickly, and the scene quickly became lively again, leaving Nie Yifei aside.

Zhu Xiaomin ate for a while, then got up and went over to make the staple food.

Zhang Qiaomei followed and whispered: "Actually, Nie Yifei is not stingy. It's just that after what happened last year, everyone kept ostracizing him. He felt uncomfortable when he saw Lu Mingzheng."

Zhu Xiaomin hummed: "Is he a dog? He bites people when he feels uncomfortable?"

Zhang Qiaomei choked, turned her head and looked at her deeply, and whispered: "No matter what, you... you have been good to him for so long, so you won't have no affection at all. Besides, we will live together for a long time in the future. , Lu Mingzheng has left. I have been here once, who knows if he will come again? The life in the city is so rich. After a few years, we will have been forgotten. "

Living in the same courtyard as Nie Yifei was quite alienating.

Zhu Xiaomin shook his head: "I don't know if Lu Mingzheng will forget us, and I don't care, but Nie Yifei is really not a good bird, and I am too lazy to pay attention to him." After saying that, he moved a few steps away and put the kneaded pancake on it. In the pot.

Zhang Qiaomei wanted to talk more, but when she saw Song Zhian coming over to help stoke the fire, she had no choice but to shut up, lower her head and concentrate on kneading the dough.

The cornmeal pancakes are put into the pot, and as they are gradually cooked, the sweet smell of cornmeal soon fills the air.

Lu Mingzheng sniffed, looked in the direction of the stove several times, and couldn't help but say, "I really didn't expect that your living standards would improve so much as soon as I left."

Xie Chengzhi smiled: "What I'm saying is that Zhu Xiaomin suddenly seemed to have opened up the two channels of Ren and Du, and was able to make flowers out of cornmeal. Today is short, and I have time to make noodles, and there are more delicious ones."

Lu Mingzheng said slowly: "Well, there will be another chance in the future."

Xing Qingsheng immediately asked: "Ming Zheng, will you come again in the future?"

Lu Mingzheng nodded: "Now that spring plowing has just ended, the city's agricultural department is organizing exchanges, and technical personnel from other departments will also go to the grassroots to help find problems."

"Technical staff?"

Lu Mingzheng explained: "It is a previous batch of machines imported from Russia. The information is all in Russian. It needs to be translated temporarily. It has been completed now. Because I have studied agricultural machinery by myself before, I was temporarily transferred here."

That's it!

Xing Qingsheng said sincerely: "Ming Zheng, you are really amazing."

Lu Mingzheng often read some books about agriculture. They all knew about it, but they didn't expect that it would come in handy.

Xing Qingsheng understood the crux of the problem and asked: "Temporary? How long can it be done?"

"At least two or three years. Now the country attaches great importance to the development of agriculture, and all departments must fully cooperate. We must achieve a certain scale." Lu Mingzheng replied.

The main reason is that the country is now short of food.

Zhu Xiaomin brought over the cornmeal pancakes that had been cooked first, placed them in the middle of the table, and said slowly: "So, the agricultural and sideline industries will gradually pay more attention to it, right?"

Lu Mingzheng nodded and saw Xie Chengzhi taking the cake for him. He took a bite and tasted the slightly burnt cornmeal. He couldn't help but sigh: "I have never tried it this way."

In the following decades, when people no longer lacked white rice, the nutritional value of whole grains was recognized, and fine production of coarse grains was once popular, so various methods were developed.

But unlike now, the most important thing is to fill your stomach.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled and said naturally: "Next time I come, say hello in advance. In a few months, we will be able to harvest some dates, and we will steam cornmeal and make cakes to eat."

In his previous life, Lu Mingzheng was very good at this.

Lu Mingzheng was startled for a moment, then his eyes revealed some meaning to her, and he nodded in agreement: "Okay!"

In fact, cornmeal cakes are one thing, but adding dates to cornmeal cakes is really to his liking.

A grown man loves sweets, but he has never told anyone else.

There are also cornmeal pancakes that she eats now. There are five or six kinds of vegetables grown in the yard. She chose rapeseed and tasted it carefully. There was still the taste of poplar hair in it.

It's just the taste he likes.

He has lived here for more than five years. Although he eats and lives with everyone, he always eats whatever he has. He has never mentioned what he likes to eat. She has no way of knowing.

So, does that mean her taste is the same as his?

Lu Mingzheng felt that he had discovered the truth, and sighed in his heart about fate.

But Zhu Xiaomin didn't realize at all that she was just a habit from the previous life, which made that person think too much, so she just calmly greeted everyone to get the staple food.

Miao Shiwen followed and smiled at Lu Mingzheng and said: "The poplar hair in this pancake was picked up from the mountains in spring. We thought of many ways to store it, but in the end we only had some left after blanching it in water and then drying it in the sun. Try it." ."