At night, Sun Zongyuan coaxed Sun Chuanpeng to sleep with great difficulty. Xu Rui cleaned up the day's work, then turned on the washing machine and started washing clothes for the whole family.
Sun Zongyuan picked up the six inspection reports in his briefcase, read them quickly, and then picked up the report headed by Lian Shijun and read it carefully.
The material is seven or eight pages long, and the first page contains five or six hundred words about the basic situation of a village called Likutuo.
The population is more than 740 people, and the land area is more than 3,400 mu, including 840 mu of cultivated land, 1,130 mu of orchard, 210 mu of village, more than 300 mu of firewood and charcoal forest, 520 mu of river beach, and the rest is ecological forest.
The river flowing through the village has a dam 300 meters north of the village, forming a 200-acre water surface on the river beach. When the dam releases water in spring and summer, a waterfall with a drop of three meters is formed.
Among the villagers in this village, 11 have high school education, about 20% are illiterate, 48% have primary school education, and less than 30% have junior high school education.
The current villagers are mainly engaged in agriculture, growing crops and fruit trees. Some also go to the market to sell vegetables, but the quantity is not large. There is a tofu grinder in the village, and a few old stonemasons, but they just build houses in the village and have no special talents.
Most of the villagers have the surname Pei, and a few have the surname Gu Xing. The ancestor of the Gu family became the son-in-law of a family with the surname Pei, and settled down in this village, so there is also a saying that Pei Xing is the grandmother's family with the surname Gu.
The ancestors of the old Gu family made a living by baking furnaces and forging iron. Basically, any man over 20 years old can use a big hammer to clink a few times, and some daughters and daughters-in-law can also do a little bit.
Now in the village, only the Gu family has three ovens that go to the market every day, while other families only work for one day or two months during the slack season.
The three families went to various markets every day to make and repair various farm tools for the people.
The most famous item made by their Gu family blacksmith shop was the broadsword. At that time, the guerrillas did not have enough guns to fight the Japanese, so they found the old Gu family. They secretly made 20 broadswords in three nights. It is said that one team member killed three Japanese in a row without the blade of the broadsword being bent. For a time, the Gu family broadsword became famous.
Now that it is a peaceful time, naturally no one comes to buy the Gu family's swords, but some of the guillotines they made for the production team to raise oxen do not need to be sharpened after being used for three years. It should be said that the quality is very good.
In fact, you don’t make much money from it, it’s purely for the effort.
Sun Zongyuan wondered, "Doesn't knives require heat treatment of the steel? They also require multiple quenchings, and some require steel-clad iron." He wondered how the Gu family achieved this skill. Could it be a family tradition?
The second document I reviewed was about Panjiatuan Village. This village is located at the foot of a hill. The land is sandy, very suitable for growing potatoes and sweet potatoes. With a population of 686 and over 2,100 mu of arable land, the village has the most arable land per capita in the town.
Since this village is rich in sweet potatoes and potatoes, the village has been doing very well in recent years. Dried sweet potatoes can be sold to wineries or exchanged for rice. Even the number of professional pig farmers is twice that of other villages.
There is a Pan family starch workshop in this village. They use potatoes and sweet potatoes to make starch first, and then make vermicelli and rice paper. Due to the fine ingredients, the vermicelli produced has a beautiful appearance. The key is that it is chewy and does not break when cooked, so the market is good and it is very famous in the vermicelli market in Fushan Town.
He wanted to see the third document, but Xu Rui came over and called him:
"Zongyuan, it's half past ten. Take a rest and don't get too tired!"
The next morning, he went to the county for a meeting. At six o'clock in the afternoon, Sun Zongyu finished reading the four inspection reports.
Sun Zongyuan wrote down his own insights and requirements in every research report, and raised questions about incomplete factors in the report.
On Saturdays, the county generally does not hold meetings. At 8:30 this morning, the town's department-level cadres boarded five Jiewei cars and began their industrial research trip with Sun Zongyuan and other team members.
The first stop was Panjiatuan Village. Since the itinerary was announced on the town’s bulletin board before the investigation, many cadres from other villages and town officials came here to wait on their own initiative. Some people who wanted to get rich also came here spontaneously to accept Sun Zongyuan’s guidance.
When you get off the ridge, you can see the whole view of Panjiatuan Village. On the gentle slope of about 5 degrees, the sweet potatoes growing are still green. Without being hit by frost, the sweet potatoes will continue to grow.
There are also small patches of brown in the ground, which are the land after the sweet potatoes are harvested.
The director of the People's Congress, Guo Yongxiang, led the way and met the branch secretary Xing Zaili who came hurriedly on the way. Guo Yongxiang was the leader of this research report. He had conducted research here for five consecutive days a few days ago. It can be said that his understanding of this village in these five days was better than his fifteen years of work here.
Over a hundred people suddenly poured into the village, and many residents were initially confused as to why. Later, when they heard the town party secretary had led a group to teach them how to get rich, even more people gathered around them. Wang Shutao, the deputy secretary in charge of political and legal affairs, panicked and called the village police station to send someone to maintain order.
Xing Zaili led Secretary Sun Zongyuan and his party to check a large pile of sweet potatoes harvested in the village. Sun Zongyuan broke them open with his hands and found that the sweet potatoes were milky white in color and white pulp slowly flowed out from several small pores. It was obvious that the sweet potatoes did not have much moisture and were very mature.
Sun Zongyuan followed Lao Xing to the sweet potato flour workshop and saw three or four people washing sweet potatoes in several large pancake basins. One person even used the stubble of a bamboo broom to insert into the basin and scrub the sweet potatoes vigorously. The muddy water was poured directly onto the ground, and the ground was covered with sewage.
Seeing so many people watching them, the few people became a little nervous. They poured the freshly washed sweet potatoes into a cotton basket, and then two people carried it on a shoulder pole to a stone mill. Another person chopped the sweet potatoes with a machete. Then they put them into the stone mill for further crushing. A masked donkey pulled the stone mill in circles.
Sun Zongyuan walked over and looked at the sweet potatoes in the basket, then took one out. Most of the sweet potatoes had been washed clean, but the grooves were still not clean.
Because the donkey kept walking, the ground in the mill was covered with mud, and it was obvious that the donkey dung had not been cleaned up.
The ground sweet potato paste was soaked and filtered, then soaked in a porcelain jar with water. A person was busy working, and there was obviously a lot of dirt on his fingertips, and there were wisp of cloth sticky with paste on his worn sleeves.
In a room used as a raw material warehouse, starch ingots weighing seven or eight kilograms were stacked on plastic sheets. There were two rat holes near the corners of the wall, and there were a few grains of fresh rat droppings at the entrances of the holes.
The room had old-fashioned door panels, and a group of flies were flying around the door.
Before making vermicelli, it must be dissolved again with water. In order to increase the elasticity of the vermicelli, some alum needs to be added. The worker pinches a little with his hands and puts it into the starch bucket, stirs it a few times and then starts making vermicelli.
The finished vermicelli is hung on a wire outside, and a group of ducks are quacking underneath.
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