Yu You's eyes lit up and he said happily, "Dad, this is a good idea. Although clearing land is hard and tiring, people in this era are not afraid of hardship, but they are more afraid of not having enough to eat."
Yu You had to admire her father. Although her father was not a farmer, he ran a seed company and often collected seeds from everywhere.
Traveling around the world, I've gained a lot of knowledge. Now I can put it to use.
In February, the ground thawed.
All the people, adults and children from the First Production Brigade were gathered in the ravine.
"Clearing land is hard work. The villagers have agreed that those of us who don't have extra food at home can borrow from the production team. Several of us village cadres will act as guarantors for everyone."
"Each person can borrow four ounces of cornmeal per day. We'll pay it back when we have a harvest."
"Fellow villagers, work hard. This is our food supply. Everything you collect is yours!"
"We listen to the village chief!"
The village chief led everyone to open up wasteland, and everyone was very excited. Not to mention the village cadres acted as guarantors and lent everyone grain.
What does it mean to be a guarantor? If they can't pay it back, these village officials have to pay it back. People should be sensible!
You said that reclaiming wasteland may not necessarily produce much food?
The village chief can grow vegetables in winter and even sell cabbages at 8 cents per pound. Why can't wasteland produce crops?
Yu Weimin took the hoe and dug the first shovelful of earth. The whole village got to work enthusiastically.
The strong laborers dug holes and leveled the ground, the women carried soil, and the children picked up stones.
The older people followed Yu Weimin's instructions and helped build stone walls around the edges of the terraces.
In this way, rainwater can remain in rock cracks and soil pores, preventing soil erosion.
During this period, Qin Zhiheng used food and money to buy three small yellow croakers, a pair of antique vases, two bronze ornaments, and three calligraphy and paintings from the Wei, Jin and Tang dynasties on the black market.
All given to Yu You.
Yu You felt that even though the economy hadn't opened up yet, she was already a rich woman.
As the slack season ended, Qin Zhiheng decisively stopped going to the black market.
One cannot bite off more than one bites off. His current status is already sensitive. As long as he has enough food and clothing, the safety of his family is more important than anything else.
Besides, running around during the busy farming season is likely to attract the attention of those who are interested.
A few days later, Qin Zhichu's mother and daughter and Zheng Guangfen's household registration were also moved to the village.
Land reclamation is hard and tiring and requires a lot of manpower. These people can support themselves by reclaiming land and growing crops, so settling down there naturally won't affect everyone else.
The villagers had no objection this time.
After a month of hard work, by the end of February, it was time to plow the cabbage fields in the village's collective land.
People woke up early to plow the land in the collective field, completed their work points, and continued to open up wasteland around 3 or 4 in the afternoon. Even the children were reluctant to rest.
The atmosphere was unprecedentedly high. Everyone was very tired, but everyone was in good spirits.
Yu You and Cao Xiu felt embarrassed not to participate, because they had a business making mung bean cakes, so they could find time to work and work half a day every day.
With Qin Zhichu's bicycle, Yu You could deliver the goods in an hour and then go back. Zhang Ju also joined the team to open up the wasteland.
They were so exhausted every day that they were almost skinned alive. I don’t know about other families, but Cao Xiu and Yu You tried their best to provide nutrition for the two families.
In the evening, everyone drank mushroom, egg and meat soup and went to bed early because they had to continue working the next day.
Qin Zhiheng felt distressed when he saw the little woman pounding her waist out of exhaustion.
A pair of warm hands placed on the waist, gently massaging to relieve the soreness caused by fatigue.
Heartbroken, he said, "Don't go to work tomorrow. Take a break."
Yu You turned around and snuggled into Qin Zhiheng's arms, saying, "Everyone is so active, even kids of all ages are joining in. What will happen if I just rest?"
Although she could do less than one-third of what others could do, she was really exhausted after working for half a day.
And her father and mother, the three of them, are not good at farm work.
The villagers were grateful to Yu Weimin's family and gave the three of them full work points every day despite being good workers.
The whole family of three was so exhausted that they wanted to cry, but this was just urging them to keep going...
Qin Zhiheng felt even more aggrieved. He slept in the same bed with his wife every day, but he couldn't eat the meat that was right in front of him.
Seeing that my wife fell asleep due to exhaustion while talking, I hugged her tighter.
Day and night, their hard work paid off. By the end of March, two months later, they had completely plowed the sunny slopes.
The hillside was cut into the flat land like steps.
Each plot is one or two mu, and the terraces stretch from the ravine along the mountain slope all the way to the middle of the surrounding mountains, adding up to a total of 400 mu.
Yu Weimin took Zhao Qianjin and Guo Min to buy seeds.
In this day and age, you need a special seed ticket to buy seeds. Fortunately, Feng Xudong is here.
"Uncle, is the village buying seeds so early?"
At the end of March, the wheat in the fields was not yet ripe. Even if the villagers turned over the land where they had planted cabbage and radishes from last year, it would take until late April before they could plant soybeans.
The First Production Brigade bought the seeds a little early this year, but the seeds were harvested last year, so they do have some in their warehouse.
Yu Weimin laughed and said, "Yeah, you have to buy it whether you buy it early or late. There are so many people buying it that it's hard to pick and choose."
Feng Xudong simply took them to the warehouse.
"Uncle, the seeds are all here. Take a look and see which ones you want. Forget about the tickets. I'll pay for them."
When they sell seeds to others, they can charge more invoices and less money, and the accounts can still be balanced.
"This isn't just ours; we're on the village's account. We bought in large quantities, so we can't let you get away with it. We'll give you the ticket based on the money."
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