He wasn't sure if Minister Xu would accept this batch.
Although they look no different, they are not natural. He plans to have Secretary Guo meet with Minister Xu first to make a batch of charcoal-steamed buns. If they accept the orders, he will then tell the neighboring villages about it.
The brigade leader was also a man of action; that very night, he notified everyone of how to prevent the dried vegetables from getting moldy.
Whether people do it or not depends on how much they desire money.
"Wanyue, we're going to deliver dried vegetables the day after tomorrow. Why don't you go with Secretary Guo?"
After finishing the last bunch of dried vegetables, Qiao Wanyue wiped the sweat from her face.
"good."
If steaming over charcoal doesn't work, this might be the last batch of dried vegetables their village will make this year.
They harvested a total of 5,000 jin this time, and the commune sent a tractor to pick it up. Among them were not only green beans, but also some bok choy. One of the educated youth mentioned that they had made preserved mustard greens in their hometown, and told the villagers how. The women had always been excellent cooks, and with just a few words, they made the preserved mustard greens with braised pork that the educated youth had mentioned. The taste was no less than that of the state-run restaurants.
This time, we also added a lot of dried bok choy.
After putting away the dried vegetables steamed over charcoal, the group went home.
The villagers are all practical people. They had been worried about the dried vegetables getting moldy for many days. After the brigade leader sent someone to tell them the method, they tried it overnight. By daybreak, pot after pot of dried vegetables were ready.
After another day of drying, they are almost indistinguishable from naturally dried vegetables.
It was delivered to the team headquarters that evening.
The day of delivering dried vegetables
The threshing ground in Xiahe Village was filled with joy.
Two tractors arrived early and parked in the threshing ground.
Although the children had seen it once before, their curiosity remained undiminished. They gathered around the tractor in groups of three or five, and some of the bolder children even wanted to climb up and experience it for themselves.
The driver was a government employee, and the team leader was worried that he might be impatient with the children, so he slipped him two packs of cigarettes beforehand. The drivers also liked the children, and since loading the truck would take some time, they simply got off and let the children sit on it.
The kids are laughing hysterically.
The entire threshing ground was filled with joy.
When Qiao Wanyue arrived, the dried vegetables were almost packed. Apart from the 1,500 jin from Xiahe Village, there were also 1,500 jin collected from other villages, all of which were taken to the grain factory.
Secretary Guo and Qiao Wanyue were still accompanying them in the car.
They had originally wanted to ride bicycles, which had already troubled the driver, but unexpectedly, the driver let them ride, saying he would just give them a ride back. Secretary Guo quickly refused.
It's troublesome enough as it is.
But the driver said it was nothing, he was just going that way on the way back.
If they said that, then if Secretary Guo refused again, it would seem like he was being unreasonable.
He simply pulled Qiao Wanyue to sit down with him.
The tractor started up, and the loud rumbling sound hurt their ears, but the villagers covered their ears and watched the tractor drive further and further away.
Grain mill
"Wanyue, you're back." Xu Xinyue was waiting at the door. She had received advance notice that Qiao Wanyue would be returning today.
Qiao Wanyue jumped off the tractor.
"Auntie, you're back."
Xu Xinyue hugged her tightly, feeling sorry for her. "You've worked so hard."
Qiao Wanyue knew what she meant by hardship. "It's alright, Auntie. He's a hero, and I'm proud of him."
Seeing how unusually sensible she was, Xu Xinyue felt a pang of bitterness. Heaven was truly unfair, making a girl in her early twenties suffer such torment.
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