In addition to grain and meat, there were also more than a dozen jars of wine, more than a dozen jars of vinegar, and several large jars of sauce, I couldn't tell if it was soybean paste or soy sauce!
There's also peanut oil, rapeseed oil, and sesame oil! The production of vegetable oils is not high at this time, and I don't know where Dad gets them from.
The more Song Jinxiu collected the items, the more frightened she became.
Is this what the older generation worried about? Food, clothing, housing, transportation, everything is taken into consideration!
The rolls of fine cotton cloth of various colors on the shelves are of bright patterns and soft to the touch.
It's fine muslin!
There were also various kinds of leather in the box, without any strange smell, obviously they had been nitrated.
There is actually salt and various sugars. White sugar, rock sugar, brown sugar!
Prepare a lot of brown sugar, and arrange them neatly together!
"Since God has given me a chance to start over, I will definitely live well."
Song Jinxiu said secretly in her heart.
After putting away all the things, only an empty cellar was left. Song Jinxiu walked upstairs in silence.
It seems like a lot of things, but in fact it is far from enough, because the hard years to come are too long.
But with so many things, my starting point is much higher than others!
In the following time, Song Jinxiu quietly put the valuables in the house into the space bit by bit every day, just like she was hunting for treasure.
In order to test whether the space could accommodate living things, Song Jinxiu asked Aunt Yang to get her a chicken.
After it was put in, the chicken stayed there motionless for one minute, two minutes, five minutes.
Song Jinxiu let the chicken out, but it still didn't move.
Song Jinxiu poured a basin of water on the chicken.
"Miss, what are you doing?" Aunt Yang walked in and asked.
"It's pretending to be dead. I'll try pouring water on it to see if it will jump up." Song Jinxiu said, pointing at the chicken.
"Then you have to pour cold water on it too. If you pour boiling water on it, the living thing will be scalded." Aunt Yang picked up the chicken on the ground.
"Oh, it hasn't been bled yet! Ouch, the hair is about to be burned off!" Aunt Yang said as she walked towards the kitchen.
Then there was chicken for dinner!
It will soon be time to harvest the wheat!
How did Song Jinxiu know this? Because every year before the busy farming season, farmhands were given a meat meal.
Only when you are full can you have the energy to do farm work, and the food during these days of farm work has to be better, and you have to eat three meals a day.
These things used to be asked from Old Man Song, but now that Old Man Song is gone, Aunt Yang has no choice but to ask Song Jinxiu.
Song Jinxiu didn't understand either, so she could only say that everything was normal.
Anyway, the rules were set by his father in the past, so they can't be wrong.
A good harvest always brings joy to people. The wheat seedlings fall down one by one and turn into bundles of wheat.
Everyone was sweating in the fields.
This year is a year of bumper harvest, but when I think about the wheat that has not been harvested yet becoming someone else's, I suddenly feel reluctant.
Then they thought, if they gave up this season's wheat, they would own the land from now on! Everyone was filled with strength again.
From now on, I don’t have to pay even 20% of the rent, so I can buy a few more new sets of clothes for my kids!
Not only will the little ones have new clothes, but the men in the family will also have one this winter.
Song Jinxiu didn't have any complicated thoughts. She only knew that she was about to leave!
The only thing I can’t bear to part with is Aunt Yang. I will never be able to eat anything cooked by Aunt Yang again!
After the wheat is harvested, it has to be placed on the threshing floor to dry and then threshed.
After threshing, continue to dry the grain for two or three days before storing it in the warehouse for delivery!
Today is the day Song Jinxiu has been waiting for... the day to deliver grain.
The threshing ground was crowded with people. They could deliver the grain directly here, saving themselves the trouble of carrying the grain back home and then moving it out again from home.
The crowd was bustling with people, but no one took the initiative to hand over the food.
That's the food I worked so hard for a year! How can I just give it away like that?
"Since no one has stepped forward, I will call out their names!" The village chief was in charge of the situation, and Song Jinxiu just stood quietly aside!
She was wearing a hat, but even though she was standing in the shade, she still felt the sun was burning.
"Song Dalang, you come first." the village chief called out.
"Hey, here they come!" An honest man walked out of the crowd! He came over with a load of wheat on his shoulder, followed by his two sons, two daughters-in-law, and his wife, each carrying a load.
"Song Dalang, do you want to pay rent or buy land?" asked the village chief.
"I'm buying land, buying land!" Song Dalang replied with a smile.
"Your family has 10 acres of wheat fields and three acres of dry land. What is the yield this year?" asked the village chief.
"Our family has done well this year. The wheat yield per mu is one dan. These are the harvests from ten mu," said Song Dalang, pointing to the wheat on the ground.
"Very good, weigh it!" the village chief ordered, and someone came to weigh it and would only sign for it after confirming that it was correct.
"Do you still want the three acres of dry land?" asked the village chief!
"Yes, yes. Sweet potatoes were planted on the dry land this year, and I will hand over the output according to last year. My son and daughter-in-law have already gone home to carry the sweet potatoes!" Song Dalang replied!
The village chief nodded and said, "Next."
"You idiot." the village chief shouted.
"Here it comes! Village chief, this is our family's output." Er Laizi pointed to the wheat on the ground.
"Get on the scale!" As soon as the village chief said it, everyone did as he said.
"Village chief, four stones is more!" The man on the scale whispered to the village chief!
"Er Laizi, are all your harvests here?" asked the village chief!
"They are all here! You know, everyone has been in the threshing ground these days and no one has gone home! They must be here!" Er Laizi said with a smile.
"Okay, put Erlaizi's food aside for now, and keep 40% and return the rest to him later!" said the village chief to the person next to him.
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