The Age of Rebirth: Winning since the educated youth went to the countryside

Digging out feces is not a good job, especially in this weather. After precipitation and temperature heating, the smell...

It can be said that this job is tiring and smelly. If you work for a long time, your whole body will be smelled.

Zhou Ziwen discovered that the production team particularly liked to treat this kind of dirty and smelly work as punishment.

There is Tang Guoqiang in the front, Liu Guodong in the back, and now there is Fang Jianhua.

Moreover, Fang Jianhua's job is more tiring and smellier.

"Haha, is this guy not crying?" Zhou Ziwen asked with a smile.

Zhou Ziwen didn't have a good impression of Fang Jianhua. He kindly helped him in the morning, but he got really bad words in return.

That means he is generous, otherwise he must look good.

But now that I think about it, it’s understandable. If he had helped watch it at that time, wouldn’t that have exposed the truth?

It's no wonder that guy reacted so violently at the time.

"You deserve it." Wu Dagang said angrily: "Because of that boy, several laborers in the village have been delayed. The autumn harvest is so busy. If you don't work hard, it will be a hindrance to us."

"From now on, as long as that kid is still in our village, he will be a manure collector."

Wu Dagang got angry and decided to teach this kind of hindering educated youth a profound lesson.

"Awesome!" Zhou Ziwen gave a thumbs up.

After chatting with Wu Dagang for a few words and getting the news he wanted, Zhou Ziwen separated from him.

It's time to start work. Everyone is very busy and can't waste time.

Returning to the sorghum field, Zhou Ziwen took a sickle and began to harvest sorghum.

Autumn harvest is a big job, not just harvesting sorghum, they are just assigned here.

In other places, some villagers are harvesting soybeans, some are harvesting sweet potatoes, and some are harvesting wheat.

During this season, the crops in the village basically mature at the same time.

This is also why the autumn harvest is so busy.

When work was about to end in the afternoon, Zhou Ziwen took members of the mushroom team to the mushroom room to conduct daily cultivation of mushrooms.

After returning home from work, the Chen sisters were busy cooking, while Zhou Ziwen ground the camellia seeds into powder using a stone mill at home, steamed them in a pot and squeezed the oil.

There are more Camellia oleifera fruits this time, more than 500 kilograms of Camellia oleifera fruits, and it is estimated that 25 kilograms of oil can be squeezed out.

Of course, the oil had not been fried yet, so Zhou Ziwen decided to let the big rocks weigh it down overnight and take it out tomorrow.

In order to prevent rats from stealing oil, Zhou Ziwen placed Tayun in the yard and let him watch.

After these few days of training, Tayun gradually became more powerful and could understand many commands.

Let him stay in the yard, even though he was reluctant at first, but when Zhou Ziwen closed the door, it couldn't do it even if he didn't want to.

Anyway, it's not cold at night on this day, so it's okay to sleep outside.

Zhou Ziwen's conscience discovered that when he locked it outside, he even made a nest for it with straw as a reward for keeping vigil.

Tayun: "..."

Listen to me thank you.

……

"Wang Wang!"

When Zhou Ziwen got up from bed the next morning, he was warmly welcomed by Tayun.

The little guy was wagging his tail and barking at him, both fierce and cute.

"I hope your little guy will always be so cute." Zhou Ziwen smiled and rubbed his dog's head.

When we came to the oil-pressing stone, the pot on the ground was already half full.

When the oil was pressed yesterday, Zhou Ziwen received two pots of oil. Adding this small half pot, it weighed at least twenty-five kilograms.

"It seems that there is no need to buy oil in the future. Once the oil is used up, next year's camellia oleifera fruits will be almost ripe." Zhou Ziwen picked up the pot with a smile, and then walked to the Chen sisters' house.

"Ziwen, we have nothing to store the oil."

Seeing Zhou Ziwen coming over with another basin of oil, Chen Shiying said helplessly.

"It's okay. Let's seal it in a bag first. After the autumn harvest is completed in a few days, I will go to the county and buy a larger plastic bucket." Zhou Ziwen said.

"Then I'll find a bag for you." Chen Shiying is the manager of the family and will collect anything useful.

No, only Chen Shiying knows best about things like finding plastic bags.

The time in the morning was relatively tight. With Zhou Ziwen's help, they prepared the meal. After finishing the meal, they had just finished cleaning up the battlefield when the gongs in the village started urging them.

Zhou Ziwen and the Chen sisters came out of home with kettles and started today's work.

Yesterday's sorghum harvest had been finished, and today they were assigned to the sweet potato field.

This job is relatively easy compared to harvesting sorghum. The key is that everyone is very enthusiastic.

There is no need to bend down all the time when digging sweet potatoes, and the work intensity is reduced by half.

As in the previous distribution model, men are responsible for digging sweet potatoes and women are responsible for picking sweet potatoes.

After the sweet potatoes are filled, the remaining men pick them back.

Everyone was happy to be assigned to dig sweet potatoes.

Because sweet potatoes can be eaten directly, everyone will also taste the taste of sweet potatoes when they dig them.

Everyone didn't mind it being dirty, so they just wiped the freshly dug sweet potatoes with the soil, then peeled off the skin with a pocket knife, and then gnawed them directly.

They are not afraid of being discovered. Even if others see it, everyone will just smile knowingly.

If the cook doesn't steal the grain and doesn't harvest it, coming to the sweet potato field is like a mouse entering a rice barn.

The village turned a blind eye to their behavior, and it was okay to eat a little, as long as they didn't hide it for themselves.

During the autumn harvest, there will basically be a dedicated scorer in the village who will check whether everyone has any secrets during the scoring process.

However, Zhou Ziwen and the others were an independent team and did not need a scorer to keep score. Naturally, no one came to check them.

But everyone is very conscious.

Just eat a little while working, but taking it back home is too much.

After digging these sweet potatoes, there will be some fish that slipped through the soil, so after digging a piece of land once, they have to dig it again.

Even after digging for a second time, there will still be some missing sweet potatoes inside. Some of these sweet potatoes will be dug up by the children in the village, and some will be buried in the soil and become food for rats and the like.

Sweet potatoes are a good thing. They can be made into dried sweet potatoes, used to make porridge, or made into sweet potato starch.

It can be eaten steamed or grilled.

This thing is one of the most important food sources in the village.

After work at noon, when they went home for dinner, Zhou Ziwen and the Chen sisters ate two less steamed buns than usual.

It can be seen that everyone ate less when they were in the sweet potato field.

After eating, they took the time to clear away the dishes, and then went to work on the sweet potato field when the gong sounded.

Compared with the previous two days, they were extra energetic today. After all, they could eat as many sweet potatoes as they wanted as long as they were hungry.

On this day, everyone working in the sweet potato field had a smile on their face, whether they were working or not.