Siheyuan: Starved to death at the beginning, the whole courtyard went to shoot

Su Qingshan's hand holding the wine glass suddenly trembled violently. Fuck, is this what I meant?

The whole bottle was swirled, but he, who was toasting, only drank one glass. Is that ok?

"Brother-in-law, I'd better eat the food. I don't deserve to drink. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Su Qingshan simply acted like an ostrich, sat down and concentrated on eating.

Are you kidding? After drinking this bottle, will you still be alive?

This is Erguotou, 65 degrees!

How could Li Feiyu let his brother-in-law go? He finally had a victim. "Men, what do you say?"

At this time, the people of Xiejia Village were arrogant, "That won't do. You toasted me, but you didn't drink it yourself. That's against the rules."

Xie Fangteng seized the opportunity. He sat next to Su Qingshan, immediately pressed his shoulders, and shouted, "Come on, pour it!"

Suddenly, a group of people held down the struggling Su Qingshan and poured a bottle of Erguotou into his body.

Su Qingshan immediately rolled his eyes and became drunk and unconscious.

Du Hongying felt distressed and sent everyone away. Su's father and mother helped carry Su Qingshan back into the house and took good care of him.

"Who else!" Li Feiyu yelled while standing on a stool.

Suddenly everyone quickly ran back to their seats, chatting animatedly and ignoring Li Feiyu.

"Are you a man? Are you a man? Can you do it? Are there any of you with a penis?" Li Feiyu kept provoking.

Finally, Xie Fangteng couldn't stand it anymore, he also stepped on the stool and shouted loudly: "Come on, who's afraid of who? At worst, I can walk out sideways!"

With a fierce look on his face, he picked up a bottle of Xifeng liquor without hesitation and started drinking it.

At that time, Xifeng Liquor was also 65% alcohol. Anyone who has drunk it will know.

After I finished drinking it, my body began to sway constantly, but I didn't fall down yet, which meant I had made progress.

"it is good!"

"The man from the Xie family!"

"Let's put it on my son-in-law today, everyone, go ahead!"

"If you're a man, go for it! Fight!"

......

Looking at the excited crowd, Li Feiyu shouted loudly: "Great! I like tough guys like you!"

"Whoever backs down today is a thief!"

Su Qinghe and Su Qingzhu were a little worried, but were stopped by Xie Wanying.

What followed was a lively melee, with Li Feiyu fighting against twenty heroes from Xiejia Village alone.

The noise and cheers continued until midnight, and more than twenty drunken people were lying in the yard.

Even Father Su and Grandpa Qinghe were knocked down.

Li Feiyu was fine. He picked up each member of the Xie family, one at a time, and loaded them all into the car.

Took Xie Wanying and Xie Yue back to Xiejia Village.

After returning to the village, Xie's mother caught Xie's father and elder brother-in-law and gave them another scolding.

Li Feiyu just stayed at Xie's house.

......

Time flies, and the New Year is here in the blink of an eye.

On New Year's Eve, Li Feiyu brought the Su family and the Xie family to Gejia Village.

The dock is finally no longer busy. People, rich or poor, go home to celebrate the New Year.

In Gejia Village, more than a hundred tables have been prepared in the open space in front.

There is also a windproof shed, and around it is the big stove of Daxin Nong.

The people in Gejia Village are all busy, and it is very lively with people coming and going. As long as you are from Gejia Village, you can have a free buffet.

This excitement will continue for three days.

Such a scene would never be seen in other villages. Not to mention three days of free meals, even if they only had one meal, their village committee would go bankrupt.

Therefore, people from all over the surrounding villages wanted to marry into Gejia Village, especially during this period of food shortage.

When Li Feiyu and his friends arrived, they were having lunch. Although it was cold outside, the steaming hot food had a homely flavor.

Li Feiyu and his family sat at the most luxurious large round table amid the cheers and enthusiastic greetings of the villagers.

It was specially prepared by Old Man Ge. The dishes were all fried in small pots, with big pieces of pork and large plates of seafood.

It is winter now, and the only vegetables available are cabbage, potatoes, and some saved radishes.

These vegetables were stewed in a big pot, but the villagers didn't care about them and wished they could eat meat for every meal.

Li Feiyu's heart moved. He remembered that in later generations, there were also a wide variety of vegetables in the north in winter.

If you ask how they are grown, of course they are grown in high earth-walled semi-cellar greenhouses, and they are off-season vegetables.

In one place, he saw a large area of ​​greenhouse vegetables and even made a special visit. He couldn't help but admire the wisdom of the people.

The principle of the early winter greenhouses was actually very simple: find a piece of vacant land, dig up the soil, and pile it up to the north.

Of course, it is not a simple pile. Straw needs to be added, and then it is repeatedly stepped on and stirred so that it will not collapse when it rains.

Later on, you need to cover it with something to prevent rain!

A five or six meter high earthen wall was built on the north side because northwest winds blow most of the time.

In this way, after the soil is dug, a semi-cellar more than half a meter deep is formed, which is then supported by pillars and bamboo.

They are arranged in steps and then interspersed with steel wires to carry the heat-insulating and light-transmitting plastic film.

A slope is formed from the north to the south and covered with plastic film to facilitate lighting.

On the top, there is a long straw quilt woven with straw. Of course, cotton quilts were used in later generations, but the conditions are not met now.

Just keep everything simple.

This kind of straw mat needs to be pulled up manually. When the sun is good, pull it up. When the sun is weaker in the afternoon, put it down early to maintain the temperature in the shed.

Although this type of early greenhouse was cumbersome to operate, it was economical and practical.

In the north, the first group of people who built greenhouses became millionaires that year. Although it was the 1980s, it still shocked everyone.

They grow cucumbers. The green cucumbers in the winter can be sold at a very high price.

Li Feiyu can exchange the blueprints in the system, it’s so simple and only costs... 50 yuan!

The only difficulty is the large piece of plastic film.

But this doesn't bother him!

Thinking of this, Li Feiyu whispered to Xie Baoguo: "Father-in-law, I have a secret to getting rich. Do you want it?"

"You can produce all kinds of fresh vegetables in the winter! Cucumbers and tomatoes can be sold at high prices in winter. Why not try it?"

As soon as Li Feiyu finished speaking, Old Man Ge, who was eavesdropping on the side, shouted excitedly: "Do it, I'll do it! Feiyu, our village fully supports you."

Li Feiyu was immediately furious. "What the hell is this about you? Your village is by the sea. Look at the land in the village. It's all saline-alkali land. What can you grow? Pickles!"

However, Old Man Ge had tasted the sweetness, so he didn't care whether it was suitable or not, and he insisted on giving it a try.

If Li Feiyu didn't agree, he would kneel down and act like a rogue, and he would also make everyone in the village beg him on their knees.

Li Feiyu was thinking MMP in his heart, but he still asked him to find a piece of land to fool around first.

Xie Baoguo and Xie Fangteng also said without hesitation: "Feiyu, just tell us what to do. When the time comes, all the people in Xiejia Village will listen to you."

"Okay, we'll start after the New Year. Let's start with a smaller one. The soil is too hard in winter and it's difficult to work on. I'll teach you the method first, and when the weather gets warmer, we can work on a larger area." Li Feiyu said with a smile.

Hehe, everyone will be shocked by that time. Eating fresh vegetables in the middle of winter is a fantasy at this time.

When the time comes, I will use this as an excuse not to return to Kyoto and stay in Xiejia Village for a while.