Chapter 38 Rice is back
There are those who have bad intentions and those who have good intentions.
Li Tiantian secretly tugged at Shuiqing's sleeve and whispered, "Sister Shuiqing, don't eat it. What if it's poisonous?"
Shuiqing gently patted her hand and comforted her, "It's okay. I'll feed some to the chickens and ducks first."
Chickens and ducks: ..... Thank you.
Li Tiantian wanted to say that the lives of chickens and ducks are also lives, but was quickly interrupted by her mother.
People who have experienced famine are enthusiastic about food. She took Shuiqing's hand and made a reservation in advance: "Shuiqing, try to plant it first. If it's good, can you give me some seeds?"
"I don't know if it tastes good?"
"Well, it's good to have something to eat, but who cares if it tastes good?"
"That's right."
Several old women have already started discussing how to eat it and how it tastes.
Shuiqing laughed.
In her heart, she said silently, this is a potato.
Potatoes, which are delicious in frying, cooking, cutting, shredding, and slicing, have conquered thousands of Chinese people. Ladies, don't worry.
Seeing that everyone's attention was diverted, Baldy Zhang shouted in dissatisfaction: "I said, her family is so poor that they have to go to pick wild vegetables and fruits, and you still believe that they can come up with rice, are you stupid?"
Auntie Li was discussing food, and was interrupted and called stupid. Uncle can tolerate it, but Auntie can't tolerate it!
He immediately put his hands on his waist and shouted with full momentum: "Stupid, stupid, stupid, everyone else is stupid, only you are smart!
What kind of life are you living day by day, and you are still jumping around. If I were you, I would turn the fields at home a few more times and ferment more fertilizer, so that I can harvest more next year!"
Bald Zhang dared to challenge Hu Shuiqing, who used to be submissive, and Fan Jin, who had a literary atmosphere, but he was like a quail when facing Auntie Li, who was always aggressive.
He shrank his neck and dared not say a word.
Wang Mazi, relying on his age, was about to speak, but Aunt Li glared back and continued to scold him with her hands on her hips: "It's just a little bit of food, why don't you just return it? You're just making a fuss."
"Aunt Li has enough food, of course she doesn't care about this little bit of food, but we are different. We count rice at home, so of course we value it." Fan Damu spoke skillfully, and lightly took the matter to a serious direction.
Shuiqing saw that the potatoes had passed the clear road and didn't have to endure it anymore.
At that moment, she smiled and greeted: "Come on, let's weigh the chicken head rice and return it first. As for whether this thing can be eaten or not, and whether it tastes good, we will talk about it in detail later."
What a joke, if she doesn't return it quickly, Fan Jin will carry the rice home later.
She has to return it quickly, and when the rice arrives and is distributed, hahaha, she can't wait to see the expressions of these people.
It must be exciting and more beautiful than changing faces
The list was registered in advance by the old village chief, and the people are still the same. After their hard shouting, there is no increase.
Shuiqing was very satisfied.
Some people are stupid and some are bad, this is normal, there are all kinds of birds in a big forest.
As long as there are not too many stupid people, it's okay. After all, too many stupid people can also affect your mood.
Zhang Tuzi, Wang Mazi, Wang Laosan, and Fan Damu are roughly these four families.
Fan Qian and Sun Jinhua in the crowd frowned, not knowing whether they were satisfied or dissatisfied with the situation in front of them.
After everything was distributed, Wang Mazi was about to speak and say a few words, when he saw a bullock cart slowly coming on the road.
"Bull! There are cows!"
The children scattered and ran towards the bullock cart.
Shanshui Village is the closest to the village, and they only pass by other villages, and no one from other villages comes to them.
The village is poor, and good farmland relies on manpower, and no one is willing to spend money to buy cows.
Many children in the village have not been to the capital city until they are over ten years old, and they have rarely left the village. They are naturally surprised to see a cow once.
The adults are fine, just looking at the cow with envy.
With cattle, you can plow the land, carry food, and carry people... everything is good.
"Is it Uncle Fan, he brought back food?" said a sharp-eyed person in the crowd.
Baldy Zhang's face suddenly changed, and it looked extremely ugly.
Didn't they say that Fan Jin was so poor that he just wanted to cheat them for food?
How did he really bring back food?
Did he really want to help the villagers?
When Fan Damu saw Fan Jin bringing back food, he was not angry but happy.
Fan Jin could bring back food, which means that this business is real!
Those nobles in the city like to eat chicken head rice. As long as he intercepted this business, this business that makes money will become his in the future.
He was secretly happy and gestured to Fan Qian in the crowd.
Fan Qian was also very excited. A cart of rice must be four or five hundred kilograms, right?
It doesn't matter where the money is deducted, it's enough for the whole family... If he can make this deal, he will have a good life in the future...
Wang Mazi was shocked. He looked at the bulging sacks piled on the ox cart, and weighed the few pounds of chicken head rice in his hand. He wanted to return it immediately.
His sons and daughters-in-law looked pale. They wanted to leave and stay to see if it was real rice.
"Hey, Shuiqing, why are you so neat?" Fan Jin pretended to be confused and looked completely confused.
Someone immediately explained enthusiastically. Shuiqing didn't need to say anything. He had already explained the cause and effect and who was ungrateful.
Fan Jin let out a long breath and said easily: "It's okay. Maybe they have enough food at home. It's normal that they don't want to change."
Wang Mazi was carrying the rice with a smile on his old face. He was about to discuss with Fan Jin. Fan Jin bowed and said to the old village chief: "Old village chief, this is 500 kilograms of rice. You can distribute it, okay?"
The sacks had been taken off the ox cart by the man who followed him. The hemp rope on it was opened, revealing the white and shiny rice inside.
"Wow, it's really rice!"
"This rice is so beautiful, and the shell is so clean."
"It's not adulterated at all. Fan Jin, you are a very kind classmate and you do things honestly."
The families of Wang Mazi and Zhang Tuzi watched eagerly as other people gathered around to touch the rice and the ox cart;
There were also children lining up and being carried on the back of the ox by adults, all smiling happily.
They felt sour in their hearts. Thinking that the rice they had obtained flew away, they felt as if their lives were being taken away.
Zhang Chunhua looked at her cousin Zhang Xiaocao running home to get a sack to carry the food, and she felt bitter in her heart.
Obviously, she had lived better than Zhang Xiaocao before, but now Zhang Xiaocao got dozens of kilograms of rice, while her family had nothing.
Some families were happy while others were sad, but the happy families had no time to care about the sad families.
Some went home to call people, some took things to pack rice, and some were neat and had already divided the work among their families - if they had used the time they spent watching the excitement to work, they could have exchanged for many kilograms of rice!
That was rice, white and clean rice.
It could be exchanged for things at the market, and it was the most nourishing rice!
Suddenly, the open space in front of Shuiqing's house was as lively as a market, and the crowd was even happier than the autumn harvest.
"Old village chief, I remember the chicken head rice you gave me just now, I'll give your share first."