A group of old men talked about the children's marriage, and the old Zhou Tou finished his bag of cigarettes before thinking about the business.
He knocked on the tobacco rod, poured out all the soot and oil inside, and then pinned it on his back, and touched a handful of wheat to help rub it.
He hummed to himself, if this was the way they rubbed wheat at their house, the big stick would have hit it long ago, and he had never seen anyone rubbing wheat sitting down.
But this is someone else's home, of course it is more comfortable to sit and rub.
Old Zhou thought about his business, so he asked everyone, "Is the wheat in your family ready to dry?"
"Oh, my house just finished rubbing, and it needs to be dried for two or three days, but I think it will rain again today. Look at the pile of dark clouds in the sky. If you don't want to get over it, if it rains, you need to dry it more. It's been a day."
"Then you have to be careful, don't let it get wet in the rain. I was just about to tell you that the Bai family wants to exchange the wheat for us to make wheat seeds, so you have to dry it well."
"How much do they want?"
"All!"
"What?" The villagers were startled, and asked one after another: "Why do you need so much, can their family grow it?"
"He is a big landlord, and there is more than one Bai family. Then Master Bai is the Bai family, isn't Young Master Bai also the Bai family?" Lao Zhoutou had automatically understood that the two Bai families had to change their wheat seeds, so it was logical Should be said: "There are so many places, I guess this idea is not enough."
"One catty for one catty?"
Hearing the reluctance in his tone, the old Zhou rolled his eyes and said, "Then last year when your family exchanged with mine, wasn't it just a catty for a catty?"
"Uncle Jin, aren't we in the same group?" He said, "You can't just take their side because Man Bao plays well with the young master."
"Fart," Old Zhou thought after cursing. It is true that he has a good relationship with the Bai family, but he has a better relationship with the village, so he thought for a while and said, "Yes, we can do this." For seeds, it seems a bit of a loss for a catty for a catty, how about asking for more?"
"A little more, a little more," everyone mobilized, and someone said, "Even if it's an extra one or two, it's still ten catties in a hundred catties, enough for the whole family to eat several meals of big white steamed buns."
Old Zhou Tou's eyes lit up slightly, he patted his thigh and said, "That's right, then let's ask for a higher price, just..."
Old Zhou Tou thought for a while and said, "Just exchange a catty for a catty, and let them lower the price at that time, and then let it be as low as a catty, and then my family will also exchange all the wheat."
"Uncle Jin, how much wheat did your family harvest this year?"
"I don't have a name, but this year I planted 20 acres and packed 69 bags. I remember that I planted 35 acres and only harvested 67 bags the year before last."
Everyone was dumbfounded, "So much?"
Da Liang's father patted his thigh and said: "Let me just say, the two acres of land in Xiaowan, my family, tied ten bundles this year, and I remembered that only seven bundles were tied the year before last."
Da Liangniang couldn't help but said, "You bundle the wheat, one bundle is more and the other is less, can you count?"
"Why can't you count it? It's only a handful of ears of wheat. Where can it go? I asked you to separate the ears of wheat. One piece of land is one piece of land. You can count if there are more or less. pile up."
"I want to separate them. Is your yard that big?" Daming Niang couldn't help arguing with him. Instead, shed all the ears of wheat to make room for me."
"Okay, okay," old Zhou Tou hurriedly persuaded the fight, "What a big deal, the seedlings have been planted, and there is nothing to do next, just rub slowly."
"Uncle Jin, this kind of seed from your family is really powerful, right? Where did you buy it?"
Old Zhoutou himself felt incredible, thought for a while and said: "I didn't buy it, I kept the seeds at home all the time, and it was fine the year before last. Although the wheat harvest in some fields is better than yours, it's because my family planted it carefully. There was a disaster last year, and the production in the field decreased a little... "
When Lao Zhoutou said this, everyone remembered it.
The fields in the village are almost all together, and everyone can see what the crops look like in the field.
The real change really started last year. At that time, everyone's fields were hit by disasters, and the harvest was not good at all, but the wheat field at Lao Zhoutou's house was not bad.
Zhou Daliang, who had been as quiet as a chicken, suddenly slapped his thigh, "I see, it must be because Master Tianzun remembered Manbao last year, this is a reward from Master Tianzun to your uncle's family, and also a favor to our village. "
Old Zhou Tou looked at Zhou Daliang with everyone, but didn't speak.
Zhou Daliang said anxiously: "Father, uncles, uncles, what I said is true. The fourth child has said it all. Man Bao is really the reincarnation of a fairy. The day his daughter-in-law gave birth to the child, she screamed so badly that she dragged Man Bao to worship him." She gave birth immediately after finishing the fairy, and there was no problem at all, both mother and child were very safe."
Everyone looked at Old Zhou.
Old Zhou was silent for a while and said: "That night, the fourth child took Man Bao to worship the gods, but now we are talking about exchanging wheat?"
The villagers laughed immediately, nodded and said: "Same, same, Ah Jin, you have to tell Man Bao when you go back, let her bless our business smoothly, and exchange for more wheat."
Old Zhou thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, I will ask Manbao to pay homage to Master Tianzun later, but Manbao can't guarantee whether Master Tianzun will agree or not."
"I know, I know, don't force it."
"Then we have agreed that you will have to dry the wheat later. No matter whether you can change more or not, we have to dry the wheat. This is used to make seeds, so it is not good to deceive people."
Everyone responded and started discussing, "It's a pity, this year my spring wheat is using the seeds left by my family, and the harvest is definitely not as good as this winter wheat."
"Then we have to save more seeds for ourselves. We will also plant this seed from Uncle Jin's family next spring."
Old Zhou put his hands behind his back and said, "Then save more, and plant winter wheat after the autumn harvest. Don't you want more seeds?"
"Huh? Planting winter wheat after the autumn harvest, can the land bear it?"
Old Zhou Tou saw that the person who was interrogating was a young junior, so he tapped him with a cigarette stick and said, "You are really stupid, you don't know how to change a field to plant winter wheat, let it rest if you planted it last year. "
The younger generation couldn't help but mutter, "If the autumn harvest goes well, why do you still plant winter wheat?"
Old Zhou Tou heard it, but he didn't answer, so he just clicked on it. Whether or not to plant it depends on people's voluntary, anyway, he planted it.
With so many children in their family, even if the weather is good, they can only eat enough.
But after he was full, of course he thought it would be better for the children to eat big white rice and big white steamed buns every day. Anyway, he didn't like to eat things mixed with bran or wheat bran.