I ate some tortillas casually at noon.

In the afternoon, he thought about it and planted a few loofahs next to it.

It's a bit late to plant loofah at this time.

One month late.

But he grows loofahs differently from the villagers.

Others planted it to make dishcloths for washing pots, but he just used it for eating. The tenderer the better, of course.

There is no habit of eating loofah in the countryside.

Because the taste of loofah is still quite strong at this time.

Grandma Miao looked at Zhou Xiaochuan ordering loofah there, thinking that he was also going to use it for brushing pots.

"Don't order it, I have the kind, it's enough."

Zhou Xiaochuan said with a smile when he heard the words: "It's okay, it's useful for me to plant this."

Upon hearing this, Grandma Miao let out a soft sigh.

After finishing it, he looked at the land, and found that the land was actually not too small, with 66 square meters.

Chinese cabbage and green vegetables accounted for half of the dishes, and I grew some of everything else that could be grown.

In the afternoon, he boiled some lard in his own pot.

The reason.

Naturally, it was brought back from the county seat.

In this era, the most fragrant things for people are lard and sesame oil.

The taste of these two stews is really too fragrant.

It didn't take long before there were quite a few children around outside.

Everyone was drooling there.

Even when the adults passed the stairs, they stopped, but the adults were thin-skinned and didn't have the nerve to come and stare.

A little more than three catties of lard boiled out about one and a half catties of oily residue.

Wait for the oil residue to cool down a bit.

He glanced at the children outside, and shouted to one of them: "Longlong, let them in, 2 yuan per person."

Hearing his words, a group of children crowded over.

They all looked at him timidly.

One person divided 2 yuan, and only a dozen or so little guys were sent away.

He cut it smaller, just thinking of this scene.

One-third of it was divided in one go.

Still about a pound.

Grandma Miao watched Zhou Xiaochuan distribute so much oil residue to the children.

A burst of distress.

The oil on it has not been refined yet.

But it's not her thing, so it's hard to say anything.

And these are children, and it's just a pity.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the oil residue left in his hand.

Let her fry a Chinese cabbage with oil residue at night.

Grandma Miao looked at Zhou Xiaochuan's greasy residue, and said distressedly, "Have you eaten all these nights?"

Zhou Xiaochuan just wanted to say that everything was done.

But thinking that the two of them usually eat very light food, don't eat too much greasy food and get diarrhea.

He smiled and said, "Grandma Miao, just watch and do it."

Anyway, he will go into the space for a meal later.

Grandma Miao nodded when she heard this, took the oil residue from his hand, and went back to the house.

Then a Chinese cabbage was chopped from the field.

When Xiaocao came back at night, smelling the fragrance in the air, she swallowed her saliva several times unknowingly.

Not to mention now, even when there is no shortage of oil and water in future generations, boiled lard feels very fragrant.

Not to mention now.

Grandma Miao was still very willing, and "full" put seven or eight yuan.

Zhou Xiaochuan even suspected that if the oil residue was not his, it would be nice to have two dollars today.

For dinner at night, Xiaocao ate very slowly, taking several mouthfuls to finish a piece.

Zhou Xiaochuan watched without saying anything.

Had dinner.

When he was about to go to sleep, there was a knock on the door.

Li Guosheng.

Zhou Xiaochuan was surprised for a while, this is the time, why is he still here?

Still he opened the door.

Pretending not to know it was him, he smiled and said, "Guosheng, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

Li Guosheng laughed when he heard the words.

"Go in and talk."

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded and led him in.

There is only one oil lamp in the room, which is not particularly bright.

Seeing Li Guosheng who was a bit awkward, Zhou Xiaochuan was surprised, "What's the matter? Just tell me if you have something to say. What's the matter with you?"

Hearing his words, Li Guosheng said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm here to ask for them."

Before he got down to business, he cleared himself up.

"It's okay, just tell me."

"I heard from the captain that the teacher in the village is going to let you do it?"

After hearing this, Zhou Xiaochuan understood that it was an imbalance in his heart.

Still he nodded.

Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan's expression, Li Guosheng asked again, "Didn't I tell you to build an oil-pressing workshop? Then how can you teach?"

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard the words, and told Captain Zhao's explanation to him.

Hearing Zhou Xiaochuan's words, Li Guosheng let out a disappointed expression.

Several people knew that the production team wanted to run a primary school, and they secretly competed for it.

When they knew that Zhou Xiaochuan was going to build an oil-pressing workshop, although they were also envious, at least there was still a position as a teacher.

But now both positions are occupied by him alone.

How could this mind be balanced.

But this is what Captain Zhao said, and he can't change it.

I could only sigh, and smiled at Zhou Xiaochuan, "It's nothing, I'll just ask for them. Then I'll go back first."

Zhou Xiaochuan hummed lightly upon hearing this.

Looking at Li Guosheng's back, he smiled.

Do you really think this teacher came for nothing?

Let's not mention the underground river that can succeed or not.

It really succeeded, but it is something that will benefit future generations.

The cattle and the oil-pressing workshop that can be seen in front of us are already beneficial to the village.

And in the files, they all have their own background and previous learning situation.

If this can't give special preferential treatment, then Captain Zhao and the others are really greedy.

Pixiu, how can I just eat without vomiting?

He will also feel a little cold.

As for whether Zhiqing would be angry, he had no choice.

He can let go of extra work points, because he doesn't care about those things.

But this really doesn't make it.

Look for a good place to do it.

Thinking of this, he chuckled, closed the door and went into the space to sleep.

...

the next day.

Xiaocao was not allowed to graze the cattle in the morning.

When it was dawn, he took the little guy to Captain Zhao's house.

When he arrived at the place, Captain Zhao's house was surrounded by many people.

Men, women, young and old plus a large group of children.

Even a few educated youths are here.

At this time, the three giants in the village were on the ground, and Accountant Feng was smoking dry tobacco with them.

Captain Zhao, Accountant Feng, and militia captain Zhao Dafan.

The militia captain, Zhao Dafan, was in his thirties.

I heard that he and Sanxi are of the same generation.

During this period of time, the reason why I didn't see him was because the autumn harvest was coming soon, and he led the village militiamen to patrol the fields at night.

It's just that I met several times in the morning and evening~lightnovelpub.net~ and there is no intersection.

Captain Zhao watched Zhou Xiaochuan coming, got up from the ground, and said with a smile, "Why are you up so late. They are all waiting for you."

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the crowd around him, feeling strange for a while.

"Captain Zhao, don't you have to go to work today?"

Zhao Baoshan took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "No, there is no work anyway. This is a big event in the village. Come and see."

Zhou Xiaochuan let out a soft voice when he heard the words.

Then his head went black, and his feelings became the ones who had to work instead.

How many people are you talking about?

How many are there?

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