"Village Chief Li, is this the pig raised in your village?"
Lin Sanqi looked at the skinny white pigs in front of her, her face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.
In his eyes, a fat pig must be fat and round, and the flesh on its body will shake three times when walking.
But the pigs in the Taipingzhuang pig farm in front of me were as thin as lambs. Although they were not skinny, they could not be described as fat.
Village Chief Li still proudly introduced:
"Our village has raised a total of 15 pigs. These are the treasures of our whole village. When the money is sold, we can distribute the money to the villagers. During the New Year, the villagers are counting on these pigs.
So we would rather not have food for people, but we must ensure that pigs have food. Two section chiefs, look, right next to us is the place where we cook pig food. We specially arrange for villagers to cook pig food every day... You guys are so stinky. How can you compete with pigs for food? ! ! ”
Village Chief Li was smiling and introducing the great achievements of the village. When he turned around, everyone saw a few children of seven or eight years old squatting beside the pot where pig food was being cooked, holding broken bowls. Serve pig food and eat it.
Hearing Village Chief Li's yell, everyone jumped off the stove and ran away in fright.
One of them was a little boy who was about to run away, but then turned back and quickly took a bowl of pig food from the pot, without caring about scalding it, and ran away as fast as he could.
Lin Sanqi's sharp eyes noticed that these children were all barefoot in the winter...
"Li Agou, Wang Ermao, and the naughty boy from Zhao Haibo's family, I remember you all and will deal with you later. This pork is the lifeblood of our whole village. I'll break your legs secretly again!"< br>
Village Chief Li yelled at the children who were running away.
Lin Sanqi walked to the stove. As soon as he got closer, he smelled a sour smell. He pulled it twice with a shovel, and from time to time some strange things floated up.
This stuff is pig food. Why do these kids want to steal it?
"Village Chief Li, what are the ingredients for this pig food?"
Village Chief Li cursed for a long time, turned around and saw Lin Sanqi’s question and replied with a smile:
"Chief Lin, you city dwellers haven't seen this before. This pig food is mainly made of rice bran and stick noodles. You can also put some pigweed, radish cherry seeds, dried sweet potatoes, and straw powder in it, and then boil it, right? Yes, the heat is very important.
When cooking pigs, the fire should be high. If the fire is low, the rice will be cooked and become a thin mess, which the pigs will dislike. You should also move quickly. If you move slowly, the juice from the bubbling place will wrap the rice that has no time to heat. It forms a loaf of bread with rotten skin and raw bones, which makes pigs even more disgusted. ”
Lin Sanqi thought to herself that this was really pig food. Where could people eat it? How many children are stealing and eating something like this? How hungry do you have to be?
Lin Sanqi became interested for a moment and planned to understand the sentiments of the people, so he interrupted the village chief who was still talking.
"Village Chief Li, can I try this pig food?"
Village Chief Li was shocked: "Hey, Chief Lin, I don't want to try this. This, this..."
Lin Sanqi thought it was Village Chief Li who was stingy and was afraid that if he took one more bite, the pig would take one less bite, so he laughed and said:
"Don't worry, I'll just give it a try. If I don't eat too much, it's just a way of remembering the bitterness and remembering the sweetness."
Village Chief Li scratched his head: "Chief Lin, it's not that I'm stingy, it's true that pigs can't be eaten by humans, because before cooking the pig food, the staff of the pig farm have to urinate into the pot..."
Lin Sanqi was holding a bowl and was eager to try it. When she heard Village Chief Li's words, she felt nauseated and wanted to vomit.
"Village Chief Li, even if it's for pigs, you can't pee in it, right? Isn't this too disgusting?"
Village Chief Li laughed awkwardly, but Yang Shaohua next to him burst out laughing:
"Xiao Qi, you have wronged Village Chief Li. Peeing in the pig food is a last resort. Otherwise, after the pig food is cooked, where will the pigs get to eat it? It has been snatched away by others. The pig food that was peeed on , ordinary people generally don’t touch it.”
Lin Sanqi understood immediately after hearing this. It turned out that he deliberately wanted to prevent the villagers from eating pig food through this disgusting method.
But precisely because I understand, I am even more confused about whether to laugh or cry:
"Well, those kids just stole the pig food. Didn't they know there was urine in it?"
Village Chief Li sighed,
"Yes, everyone in our village knows it. When we first came up with this idea, we publicized it in the village for several days, and everyone knew about it. But there is no way, people are very hungry, who cares if there is urine or feces in it? ”
Lin Sanqi saw no one around and asked in a low voice: "Are there any cases of people starving to death in our village?"
Village Chief Li's face was full of horror: "No, absolutely not. If a person starves to death, I will chop off his head and let the people play as a ball!"
Lin Sanqi felt relieved now. It was good that no one was starving to death. It seemed that some of the jokes on the Internet in later generations were not true, but hunger was really hungry. Lin Sanqi had seen it with her own eyes.
"Village Chief Li, the pigs in the village now eat better than people. How many kilograms can they weigh for slaughter?"
Village Chief Li continued to smile bitterly:
"It would be good if we can weigh 100 pounds when we go out. We have to be blessed by God and don't let a few of them die before we go out. Then our hard work this year will be in vain."
"If I throw it away, it only weighs so many kilograms? Wouldn't the amount of meat produced be less?"
Although Lin Sanqi saw it with his own eyes, he was still extremely surprised when he heard this number. The number was already small, and with them being so thin, no wonder the national pork supply was in trouble.
Yang Shaohua also sighed: "Farmer brothers are in trouble..." Lin Sanqi then got to the point and asked softly:
"Village Chief Li, if our traditional Chinese medicine hospital wants to purchase some pigs, the price is negotiable. Can you sell them?"
Village Chief Li shook his head like a rattle:
"This can't be done. Thirteen of these 15 pigs are task pigs and must be sold to the supply and marketing cooperative. One less pig will not work. Although our village can distribute the remaining two pigs, we villagers cannot eat meat all year round, so we cannot Sell it and keep it to give to the villagers for a good meal during the New Year.”
Lin Sanqi actually knew in his heart that these farmers could not squeeze out any profit at all, but there was Yang Shaohua watching next to him. When he turned around, the dean would definitely ask him what he had done and what he said.
So Lin Sanqi decided to continue acting.
Lin Sanqi asked a little embarrassedly:
"Village Chief Li, if pigs are not good enough, are there any eggs, sweet potatoes, potatoes, flour and other grains that can be traded in your village? Our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital can buy them all, and the price is easy to negotiate."
Village Chief Li rubbed his hands and said sheepishly:
"Chief Lin, you may not know that as long as the common people have something to eat, it can't be exchanged for gold. Who is willing to exchange it for money? The key is that there is no surplus food. After the spring of next year, we won't even be able to plant food."< br>
Yang Shaohua chuckled:
"Well, let me tell you that it is impossible for you to buy grain in the countryside. The workers in the city are having a hard time, let alone the farmer brothers. Believe it or not, if you come up with 30 kilograms of flour now, this big girl from Taipingzhuang , little widow, you can choose whatever you want, and I will go home with you immediately.”
Village Chief Li joked: "If you give me 50 pounds of Fuqiang powder, my old lady will give it to you too."
"Bah, your wife can be the mother of Section Chief Lin. Do you want the old cow to be tender? Are you embarrassed to say it? The 50 kilograms of stick noodles compared to Section Chief Lin are about the same."
Hahaha~~~
The two old men joked and laughed heartily.
But Lin Sanqi couldn't laugh. Looking at the pot of pissed pig food, she felt an indescribable sense of desolation in her heart, just like the northern winter in December.
When Lin Sanqi and Yang Shaohua were about to leave Taipingzhuang, Village Chief Li secretly handed over two small bags.
Lin Sanqi opened it and found half a bag of corn kernels inside. Then she looked at Village Chief Li in surprise.
Village Chief Li had a misunderstanding, thinking that the other party was too young, so he blushed and begged for mercy:
"Chief Lin, Chief Yang, you came to our village to inspect the work in this winter. This little food is a small tribute to our village. In the future, if you have any work on the farm of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, please think more about us Taipingzhuang people, hehe, When there is food in the future, I will definitely carry a big bag of food to thank you.”
Yang Shaohua chuckled and put the bag back into the hands of Village Chief Li:
"Old Li, if I take your food, I'm afraid God will strike me to death with a thunderbolt. It's not easy for you either, so keep it for the more difficult members."
Lin Sanqi also quickly put the food back, feeling extremely ashamed.
He came to Taipingzhuang to "act in a show", but the village chief misunderstood him as "playing in the autumn wind". They probably took out two small bags of grain as much as they could.
That night, Lin Sanqi slept in the newly built dormitory on the farm.
It is said to be a dormitory, but in fact it is a bungalow. There is no plaster on the walls and no cement on the floor. It is just a shelf.
Because there was no heating, Yang Shaohua built a brazier in the house and left a crack in the window to prevent carbon dioxide poisoning in the middle of the night.
Lin Sanqi was wrapped tightly in a military coat and quilt, and she secretly put a few warmers on her body, and then she felt a little warmer.
Although Lin Sanqi is the chief of the purchasing department of the Future Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital branch (farm) and a middle-level cadre, everyone knows that this position was specially given to Lin Sanqi for promotion, which is equivalent to a temporary position.
Therefore, Lin Sanqi was not involved in the entire farm from preparation to construction.
But he was secretly assigned the task of taking good care of 12 national treasure-level old Chinese medicine doctors. If this was the environment, it is estimated that these 12 old men would not see the spring of next year.
Lin Sanqi thought to herself, it seems that just providing food is not enough, they must keep warm in advance.
"Chief Yang, can I make a small request for the construction of our farm?"
Yang Shaohua said nonchalantly: "Just tell me, I will help you if you can."
"I was just wondering if you could help arrange 4 dormitories and provide a fire pit in each dormitory."
"Fire pit? Hey, this thing is good. With a fire pit, it will not be cold in winter, but you need to hire a master to make a fire pit, and you will have to pay an additional fee."
"Don't worry, you can spend the money, and I will report it to Dean Shen when the time comes. I will never embarrass you."
"Okay, just one sentence." (End of Chapter)