Yipin Farmer

After everyone's self-reliance and hard work, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the project was finally completed, and the strong dam stood proudly carrying people's hopes.The county leader Qi Chongyu led people to attend the dam completion ceremony. He uncovered the red silk on the stele, revealing the words, which recorded the hard work of building the dam. The article was written by Ting Zhi. Ting Shuang asked him to make great contributions to the people. a sum.

On the dam, as Ting Shuang had promised in advance, the names of those who donated money and goods to the project were engraved in a conspicuous position, and then a circle was embedded with colored stones.

Li Changfu, Ji Laotou and other villagers were looking at the repaired dam, and their faces were so happy that chrysanthemums bloomed on their faces. The resentment formed in previous years because of fighting for water was also washed away by this great joy.Several village chiefs smoked pot smoke together very friendly.

Suddenly, Li Changfu slapped his thigh and remembered that Ting Shuang, as the initiator and organizer of the water conservancy project, quelled gang fights, raised funds to buy materials, and hired technical personnel. his name.

"That's right, why doesn't he have his name?" The village chiefs all nodded in agreement, and were going to find a craftsman to re-engrav it.

"Forget it, forget it, don't worry about it, I didn't do it for the sake of being famous, besides, my name is not pleasant and there are too many strokes." Ting Shuang giggled and looked very happy at the repaired project, he had already gained something.

In the past, he engaged in debt management, paid installments, turned harm into profit, planted rice in low-lying land, raised fish in rice fields, and gave the county magistrate those suggestions on fire safety. He did not create them himself, but learned them from TV or books. He just used the valuable experience of his predecessors that he saw on the Internet. Only this time, the water conservancy project was completed under the circumstance of insufficient funds. It was indeed his own idea. Donating money from the rich, mobilizing the masses to persevere with the projects that have already started, all of this, he has paid a lot of his own wisdom and sweat.

Such a sense of accomplishment and the self-confidence built up from it is already the biggest gain.

Baoqi looked at him happy and followed suit, and said, "Who said your name is not good, the names of your brothers all come from ancient poems, and so is your name, 'Pulu Tingshuang is so lonely, and geese are sick. Lovesickness.' Very artistic, isn't it?"

Ting Shuang was even more happy when she heard that her name also came from a poem, and Baoqi said, "So happy, let's go home and roast piglets to celebrate?"

"Just know how to eat, don't even think about it." Ting Shuang glared at him, this guy finally said something nice, and it turned out to be for roasting piglets.

In order to express congratulations, to express apology, and to express reconciliation, Tongbai Village sent a big fat pig to Sanhua Village.

Li Dongsheng slaughtered pigs, let blood, boiled water, scalded hair, split muscles, and split his muscles for a while. The knife was turned up and down, and strips of pork were divided into one catty and one yard. On one side, there was no difference between one and two halves, and the half-grown children beside him helped Halazi.

Li Dongsheng cut the meat here, and someone divided the meat over there. Those who received the meat immediately went home to set up pots and light the fire. After a while, the smoke from every house and every house filled the whole village. Before the Chinese New Year, people were as happy as the Chinese New Year.

After distributing the meat, the people were almost dispersed, leaving the head and hooves in the water, some waist row and buttocks.The cauldron at Lizheng's house had been set up long ago, the firewood was crackling, and dogs and puppies sniffed and turned around.

Ting Shuang swallowed while waiting for the big bones and bloody soup to be served.Baoqi looked at him and stared at the kitchen, and said with a smile, "I'm making you anxious, greedy cat."

Aunt Li and Jin Yanzi were busy on the stove, bringing the meat to the table. Plates of heart liver, white meat, bones, a large pot of bloody soup with green leaves floating, and lotus roots just stepped on from the pond. The cold salad is very refreshing.

On the kang sits the old man Zhengji from Tongbai Village who brought the pigs, accompanied by Li Changfu, Li Dongsheng, Ting Shuang, Baoqi, and Zhang Daquan.Originally, Ting Shuang was going to be invited to sit on the seat because he had an official title and was a major contributor to this project, but Ting Shuang refused desperately. Old man Ji and Li Changfu were both older than his father, so no matter how thick-skinned he was, he was embarrassed to sit on the seat, anyway. Wherever he sits and eats a lot, he doesn't mind sitting in the kitchen with a large bowl to eat.

Finally, after giving way, old man Ji took the seat, and everyone sat down. Li Changfu also brought over the soju that he had been reluctant to drink.

Chatting while eating and drinking.

This time the gang fights between the two villages were quite unpleasant, and it was a good thing to end the grievances with joint efforts to complete the water conservancy project.Originally, Sanhua Village wanted to carry the corpse to Tongbai Village to ask for an explanation, and let them "see it", otherwise they would go to the county government.Ting Shuang felt that this made the commotion even more tense, and everyone had to contribute to repairing the project, so he calmed down and settled the matter.As a result, Tongbai Village felt a little bit sorry for it. Anyway, it was a life that was killed. The other party was so "exquisite" in doing things, and I was embarrassed to pretend not to know.

After drinking for three rounds, old man Ji offered to give some money to the family of the deceased as a token of appreciation.

Li Changfu accepted it on behalf of his family, and the grievances were resolved.

Then, everyone talked about how to get through this difficult time. Originally, after the winter, it was a season of lean and yellow crops. In addition, the summer harvest was poor and the autumn grain had not yet been harvested. This time was difficult.But everyone is more imagining a bright future, and after these two months, it will be fine in the future.

Ting Shuang talked about his plan. After the project was completed, he planned to open restaurants in the city. Vegetables, chickens and ducks were given priority to those in the village, and villagers were also used for labor.

"I plan to officially open a restaurant to make roast chicken. The hundreds of chickens raised by myself are definitely not enough. Let those who know how to raise chickens in the village raise a few more broods."

"That's right." Li Changfu agreed, "It's too late to hold chicks now, let them hold more broods in spring."

Ting Shuang kept her chopsticks on the tip of her chopsticks, and said, "Just do what you say, why wait until next year to do a good job, and raise it now."

"The chickens we hold now won't freeze to death when they grow up in winter, and the hens won't lay eggs in winter. The weather is neither too hot nor too cold for them to lay eggs."

"Lay the straw in the chicken coop and keep warm so that it won't freeze to death. Artificial incubation will not affect the laying of eggs by the hens."

"What? What artificial..." Several people couldn't understand.Ting Shuang also only knows the principle, and there are still difficulties in practice, but it doesn't matter, you can mobilize the masses to find a way.

After dinner, Ting Shuang asked Aunt Li to gather a group of housewives, all capable women who kept dozens of chickens at home.

Ting Shuang first enlightened them: "There must be two necessary conditions for hatching chicks. One is that the eggs used must be..."

How do you say the word "fertilized egg" in vernacular?Ting Shuang couldn't remember for a moment and scratched her head.

The interface of Li Dazhu's family: "The egg that the rooster stepped on."

"Ah... yes, that's it." Ting Shuang was very happy that the wisdom of the crowd could make up for his shortcomings, and continued: "One is to use eggs that have been stepped on by a rooster. Everyone has experience in what kind of eggs can hatch chicks. I said that."

Villagers distinguish eggs by taking a photo under the light. There is a small black spot and bloodshot, indicating that the egg can hatch chickens.This is not a problem, the problem is the temperature.

"...The second necessary condition is the right temperature...Temperature is the degree of hot and cold." Ting Shuang continued to explain with difficulty, "The hen lies on the egg, and the bottom of the butt is warm, so the chicks can hatch. Now what we have to do is, instead of putting the eggs under the chicken butt, artificially create the same heat as under the hen's butt."

Ting Shuang wiped her sweat, wondering if they could understand this explanation?

The women looked at him suspiciously, which was unheard of.

Xiaoshuan from Dazhu's family was eight years old this year. He followed his mother to listen to the lecture. He blinked for a long time and said, "You mean you don't need the hen to lie on the eggs, but use a quilt to cover the eggs, and they can be warm?"

Although these words are childish, they are the key to solve the problem. Ting Shuang was very happy, and immediately touched his pocket and took out a candy ball to express his encouragement.

The women also understood, and began to discuss: "Then put the eggs on the kang, and then cover with two quilts, and heat the bottom of the kang, which can also ensure that the eggs are hot."

"If it's hot, take out some firewood, and slowly add fire when it's cold."

Ting Shuang nodded in relief: "That's it. It can't be too hot or too cold, and it can't be cold and hot for a while. The temperature should be kept the same as the temperature under the chicken's butt, and it won't change."

The women understand the fundamentals, and the next step is to solve the problem of maintaining a constant temperature.Ting Shuang felt that these women had been raising chickens for half their lives, so they should be able to figure out a way, otherwise they would be too sorry for Chairman Mao's expectations of the people.Then lure them with profit: "As long as the chicks are hatched, I will buy them all, and you just let go and do it."

The women cheered up. In the past, they were reluctant to hatch chicks because the hens would stop laying eggs if they brooded. The loss was not small. So the chicken farmers forcibly beat the hens to prevent the chickens from brooding. Now they can hatch chicks without brooding. Chickens, and some people bought all the chicks in advance, laying eggs and hatching chicks, which can earn two living money.

Ting Shuang wanted to open the restaurant a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Now that the problem of raw materials has been solved, there is still the labor problem to be solved. He didn't know how to cook at first, but he had to do it himself after becoming a family. He is very well received in the village, but although he has good craftsmanship, he can't always be around the pot, so he spread the word in the village, recruiting people with quick hands, feet, eyes, good craftsmanship on the stove to go to the city to help.

In the end, a few candidates were selected. One was Liugen, the second child of Dazhu’s family. Ting Shuang promised him to help him realize his great ideal of eating enough meat without waiting for the New Year, so he was brought here to help him earn some money. money.One is brother Li Dongsheng. He was not very happy to work in restaurants, but Ting Shuang liked his exquisite craftsmanship and excellent service attitude. He asked him to help him for a few months, and at least he brought some apprentices to talk about it.

Two more hardworking people were recruited to do odd jobs.The back kitchen asked Aunt Zhou to do the town, thinking that Uncle Zhou was doing carpentry in the city, and Aunt Zhou was farming in the village. The couple did not often stay together, so Ting Shuang asked Aunt Zhou to work for his restaurant. It's also great, and being able to live in the city with my husband is good for both parties.

As for the family members, he planned to take Aunt Li and Ping An over there, while the others stayed in the village to take care of the field and the family.

Bao Qi objected first, on the grounds that Ping An used to be a pawnbroker in a pawn shop, and the poor service attitude offended the customers.Ping An was not convinced, he had only been in the pawnshop for a few months, and he hadn't developed the habit of being arrogant, why did he have a bad attitude?On the contrary, Bao Qi's arrogant eyelids are really bad.

Bao Qi rubbed the corner of Ting Shuang's clothes and swore that she would regard customers as gods and promise to give them the warmth of spring. She also said that if you are not at home after entering the city, your second child will definitely bully me...

Then put your head on his shoulder and rub it.

Ting Hui glared at him, ready to argue with him.

Ting Shuang didn't want to hear their dispute, so she agreed with Baoqi to go to the city with her and stay at home safely.

When Chen Guang heard about it, he also pestered him to go to the city to help, and promised to treat the customers well.Ting Shuang had no choice but to agree.

After the candidates are selected, the next step is to set the recipe. Ting Shuang took out the recipe left by Mr. Chu, and recruited Aunt Zhou, Aunt Li and Li Dongsheng to study.After research, everyone felt that many of the high-end dishes recorded in this recipe were not completely suitable for the consumption level of Changping County. The time-honored Huiyuanlou and Dafenglou are all engaged in the business of dignitaries. Now they don't have the strength, and they lack experience in running a restaurant for the first time, so it's better to give up this market and set the target on middle-level customers.

So Ting Shuang revised the menu and divided it into two levels: medium and low.

The low-end ones use local dishes, haggis noodles, mutton stewed noodles, pork stewed vermicelli, steamed buns and cabbage, cold dishes, chicken blood soup, chicken haggis, etc. Ting Shuang has not forgotten what he said before, if he Open restaurants and do business with manual laborers.

The mid-range ones are not easy to get. A few people discussed it all night. It must look good and the price should be acceptable to most people. Still very experienced, looking at the recipe to give advice.

"Each restaurant must have several unique signature dishes that are difficult for other restaurants to imitate. Our signature dishes must have other dishes besides first-class roast chicken." Ting Hui asked.

"Raw fried shredded eel." Ting Shuang immediately thought of a signature dish. After winter and spring, the rice field eels in the pond in the backyard grew fat and strong. He took them to Huiyuan Building and sold them for a good price. I am happy, saying that his family's eel is fat and crispy, and the guests say it is good after eating it, but the size is not thick enough for raw fried shredded eel, so it is best to raise it for a few more days.Ting Shuang kept it in mind, and observed around, the eels in the market were indeed not as strong as his home's, and the taste was not as delicious as his home's. If it was used as a signboard, it would be the only one in the city.

Ting Shuang made another special statement: "If you want to cook delicious dishes, you have to be willing to put oil."

He often chatted with Aunt Li, the chef at home, about cooking.In rural areas, oil is more precious, and it is mainly used to entertain guests or improve life during Chinese New Year.Stir-fried vegetables in the countryside usually take a small piece of lard left over from the Chinese New Year and wipe the pan, and then stir-fry. What's more, stir-fry "spicy pot dishes", that is, heat the pot, put vegetables and add some water Stir-fry, even without frying the vegetables, "The pickles, salt beans, and the two brothers, eat as soon as the garlic crock rings."There is only one in the village who pours oil into the pot with a bottle like Ting Shuang, so Ting Shuang is gorgeously awarded the honorable title of "Can't Live".Of course, his behaviors of not being able to live are not limited to pouring oil from a bottle when cooking, eating Erluo noodles frequently, and wiping his butt with writing paper. These are all crimes of "not living".It is not easy for farmers to read, and they have an inexplicable respect for writing, and they cherish the paper on which they have been written. Someone should wipe their ass with it.

Ting Shuang cried because of the lasagna noodles. There are a few naughty sons and daughters in the family who eat thick noodles and bun noodles. Can it be done without oil?In the previous life, my classmate cooked a five-liter arowana bucket and poured it into the pot. What do I do with the little oil.Besides, isn't it to save money to wipe chrysanthemums with writing paper?The thin paper sold in the paper shop is very expensive.Such frugality is actually regarded by the villagers as "not going to live". Sure enough, the generation gap with this group of people is like the Great Rift Valley in East Africa, and it cannot be made up.

But this time when opening a restaurant, we must make up for the great rift. Ting Shuang solemnly told Aunt Zhou and Aunt Li who will be in charge of the kitchen, that they must be willing to use oil when cooking. The dish is practiced, I have to check it myself, if the taste is affected by the lack of oil, I have to make serious criticisms and make improvements within a time limit.