When Feng Biluo built a factory, he needed to lay a foundation, which required digging. Unlike modern times, where excavators can quickly complete the work, this time the excavation had to be done entirely by hand.
The excavation techniques needed to be very advanced, including things like driving wooden stakes and digging. Feng Biluo went to see it herself and started helping out. The land belonged to the village.
They pay 100 yuan a year, and the contract is for ten years. The contract can be renewed in the future. After the factory is set up, some rural employees will also need to be recruited.
At this moment, Feng Biluo saw that the wooden stakes not far away and some other places had been tidied up. Feng Biluo also began to help. "Feng Biluo, you should be a girl. Go to the side and don't bother me here."
When the men looked at Feng Biluo, they spoke up. Feng Biluo nodded and did not go any further. Instead, she went to a nearby place to prepare food. She took some food out of her spatial storage, and Ji Huangquan went to town to buy the rest.
When Ji Huangquan looked at Feng Biluo, he saw that she had prepared a lot of food for her. The people who came to work were somewhat surprised. "Biluo, did you give her too much meat?"
When the aunt who was helping with the work saw Feng Biluo, she was somewhat surprised and said that there was obviously too much stuff in the food. When she heard this, Feng Biluo looked at the food.
“No, people who need to work can’t work at all without any income,” Feng Biluo said. “They need to be well-fed to have the strength to work.”
"You're such a kind person." Upon hearing this, the village aunt looked at Feng Biluo and said, "Ji Huangquan must have made a lot of money, otherwise how could he afford to open a factory?"
“He has some connections, so we can borrow from him. We owe him about a thousand yuan in total,” Feng Biluo said. When she heard this, her aunt looked at Feng Biluo.
"Are you out of your minds? A thousand dollars, how long would it take you to pay it back? If you lose it, you'll be in debt for the rest of your lives." You have to understand, a thousand dollars, in this era when people only made a dozen dollars a month, that would mean working for ten years.
Imagine how shocked one must be to receive such a sum after ten years of eating and drinking for free. When Feng Biluo heard this, she smiled and nodded, "That's about the amount, but it's alright, I'll pay it back eventually."
When Feng Biluo spoke, the aunt looked at him and then fell silent, simply thinking that Feng Biluo was too bold.
Only Feng Biluo and Ji Huangquan would dare to come up with such a sum of money. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have the courage. When they looked at Feng Biluo, they all shook their heads.
They thought Feng Biluo and Ji Huangquan were taking too much risks, and that they were risking their lives. However, Feng Biluo and Ji Huangquan ignored these people's thoughts and started cooking the large pot of dishes directly.
Feng Biluo still had the strength, so she started stir-frying. She added plenty of oil while stir-frying and boiling. Her aunt wanted to say something, but then she remembered that her husband was also working, so she swallowed her words.
Although it's only the Lunar New Year, and even during the New Year, I only ate oily food for a few days on the first and second days of the new year, and haven't eaten it since. Now, seeing Feng Biluo putting oil in the pan, I feel it's a waste.
The problem was that their families were also there, so they all shut up. However, thinking about Feng Biluo's wasteful behavior, they looked at Ji Huangquan, who was working not far away. Ji Huangquan was wearing a thin romper and was about to tie a towel around his neck.
With a cushion on his shoulder, he followed a group of people carrying stones. His clothes were already soaked with sweat. If he stopped working, he would probably freeze if the cold wind blew.
Looking at Ji Huangquan, and then at Feng Biluo, she thought to herself that only someone like Ji Huangquan could afford to support someone as extravagant as Feng Biluo. Many people who came here had some expectations for Ji Huangquan.
It wasn't just anticipation; there was also the fact that Ji Huangquan's past abilities made it clear that he was a wealthy man. After Ji Huangquan and his team finished their work, they would come to eat.
Feng Biluo cooked a large pot of rice, all white rice with taro. The rice was first stir-fried with the taro before being cooked. The stir-fried taro rice was extremely delicious in both texture and taste.
Taro is plentiful in this village and quite cheap, so many people cook it as a meal. But they never expected that today's taro rice would taste so much better than the taro rice they had eaten before. They couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
There's also sweet potato stew with meat, tomato and egg soup, and a steamed bun. The steamed bun isn't made with rice, but with cornmeal. The corn steamed bun tastes extremely good.
"Biluo, are these corn buns? Why are they different from ours?" an aunt asked, looking at Feng Biluo, wanting to know how they were made.
“It’s cornbread. The finer the corn flour, the tastier it will be,” Feng Biluo said. Everyone nodded in agreement, but the problem was that making fine flour was quite troublesome.
While eating, Aunt Feng approached Feng Biluo and said, "Biluo, could you get some cornmeal for me? You know, coarse grains usually make our throats choke."
The cornmeal of that era was mostly coarse, made from corn cobs. Of course, that was during a famine; otherwise, nobody would have made it.
Of course, some people would feed the corn to the pigs, but at this time, no one was allowed to raise pigs on their own. Pig raising had to be done collectively. Once no one was feeding the pigs, each family could raise chickens and ducks, but no more than three chickens and three ducks.
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