Chapter 475 Qingdao

"I am just its cultivator. The one who really raised this kind of rice was this magical land, so I don't have this right." He Mancang shook his head slightly, and his gray hair looked awe-inspiring.

The fat man grabbed his hair: "Since it is the water and soil of Daqing Mountain that has raised such a top-quality product, so just call it green rice, which is exactly the same as its color."

Unlike the people present, Fatty is a experienced person and knows the effect of the brand, so all products produced by Daqingshan are engraved with the imprint of Daqingshan.

"Qingdao, that's the name." He Mancang made a fist on his calloused hand, and the best of this kind of rice was officially named successfully.

The fat cow waved his arm in a coaxing manner: "Guys, search guys and harvest green rice!"

When the sunset is in the sky, there will be no more rice ears in the fields. There will be no need for so many people here, just leave twenty or thirty to continue to beat rice.

"Let's go back, the men who call the name stay, and the others go back, and the carriage will come tomorrow. It's not safe to put these sacks here, and they will be packed if it rains." Captain Li shouted loudly, but the little kids refused to touch the trap.

The fat man knows their thoughts better: "Everyone goes back first, one-tenth of the rice he makes belongs to us, and every household will be able to get it."

According to the agreement signed in the spring, 10% of these rice is controlled by Kuoshantun. The acquisition price of the other countries is a bit higher than that of ordinary rice, so for Kuoshantun, this is another large income.

The fat man is not afraid of too much money now, and there are too many places in his mind that need money. What is particularly important is that the policy of contracting barren mountains will be introduced at the end of this year. By that time, I wonder how much it will cost?

Only then did the children board the carriage with satisfaction and return to Kaoshantun with beautiful longing for rice.

In addition to proper rest, the generator began to roar day and night. Although it had been harvested from the ground, I dare not say that the food was completely obtained. Especially in autumn, if it rains all the time and does not bloom for ten days or half a month, the rice may sprout directly on the poles.

There have been examples like this. One year in the autumn of wheat, everyone grind their sickles and waited to harvest the wheat. At this time, the rain began to fall, and it took a week. As a result, all the wheat on the ears of wheat sprouted.

Only the food collected into the warehouse can be considered one's own. This is the experience summarized by the people and also a lesson.

The rice here was made and immediately loaded the car and pulled it back to Kuoshantun. After weighing it at the wild vegetable factory, Dajie was directly taken to the county grain warehouse. As for subsequent processing, Kuoshantun does not have this ability at present.

Among the team carrying sacks, there are two black men who are the most eye-catching, namely Benben and Dudu. After all, they are strong and powerful. They are about 200 kilograms of large sacks, and they are carried and left without any ambiguity. Although their bodies are shaking, the bag has never fallen off, and they can't help but secretly amaze people.

Everyone quarreled: "If you load the car, you don't need others. The fat man will lead the two brothers."

It’s true that Fatty and Benben stand together. In addition to the distinction between black and white, other aspects such as appearance, temperament and even personality are really similar. The honest characteristics of Benben and Dudu are probably influenced by Fatty.

It was just because of the limitations of innate conditions that Benben and Dudu did not learn the cunning hidden under the fat man's honest appearance, so they could only be regarded as learning a little bit of fur.

After half a month, the rice processing was completed. Except for straws piled up like gold mountains, there was nothing else. These straws were easy to deal with. After the autumn harvest, the large army brought them over and returned them to the rice fields to return them to the fields.

When Fatty and He Mancang returned to Kaoshantun, the first thing they did was to go to the wild vegetable factory and check the final total output from Zhang Liang and Ye Ying.

More than 120,000 kilograms, when they saw this number, even He Mancang, who was so old, couldn't help but jump a few times higher.

The yield per mu exceeded 1,200 kilograms, and it was really surprising without using pesticides and fertilizers.

The fat man was so happy that his mouth was so grinning that he rubbed his hands hard: "It's too much, it's too much..."

He Mancang glared at him: "The next year is more. After all, this year is a wasteland, and the output in the first year will be lower - Fatty, I think you think it's too much?"

"The more the better, I just can't believe it's not." The fat man was whispering, then he stuck his eyes a few times and started to settle the accounts with his fingers: "120,000 kilograms, 10,000 kilograms, and there are a total of 100 households in our village, and the whole family is exactly 100 kilograms, and the rest is left for the related units."

Back then, in places that were not rice-producing areas, rice was a rare thing and you might not be able to buy it if you have money, let alone the high-quality green rice.

"When will it be divided?" Wang Erlang came up and said, "Hehe, my grandfather has long been talking about eating a meal of white rice."

"Take it down, it must be your boy who is greedy, and then use grandpa as a cover." Liu Tiedanzi unceremoniously exposes Erlangzi's intentions, and then said happily: "I just happened to carry a bag of my family back. After so many years, I have not been filial to my father."

Captain Li was also a little anxious: "I'll use the loudspeaker to notify you." After that, he ran away in a hurry. Soon he heard the loudspeaker start broadcasting: "Everyone is paying attention, we're starting to divide things again. We all took bags to the wild vegetable factory to get rice, and the whole family was 100 kilograms--"

"Die the rice--" The little kids started to scream, louder than the big man who changed rice on TV.

The fat man grabbed the back of his head: "Why are you so active? Don't be idle either. We can weigh it quickly, and we will have a hundred pounds in the family."

In a short while, people from every household ran over with sacks and happily transported the rice back. They were impatient and lined up to Li Laomian’s rice mill.

"Can you do it? Don't press down?" The fat man looked at Erfeizi carrying half a sack of rice on his back, and his steps were a little staggering.

"Hehe, Uncle Fatty, I'll get the house even if I have another 100 kilograms." Erfeizi turned around and grinned, but ended up stuttering on her horse. The rice bag was pressed against her body, revealing her little head, arms and legs.

"Little bastard!" The fat man laughed and scolded based on his image.

"Fat Uncle, where is our rice!" Qiqi led a large army to fight in a mighty manner. Benben and Dudu were on both sides, staring at each of them with small eyes, shining light, as if they were coming to rob.

Behind the two strongmen were three old brothers. Damao Ermao was carrying a rope in his hand, Maomao carried a shoulder pole, and the shoulder pole hook was dragged on the ground. At the end of the team, there was a leisurely flower-faced fox. It completed its mission in Nanwazi, and naturally it returned with its reputation.

The fat man scratched his head: "It's only one hundred kilograms of rice, don't pay such a big quarrel, right?"

"One hundred kilograms? It's too little. It's not enough for you to eat by yourself, Uncle Fat. Our family Honghong guards the rice fields day and night. Why is this contribution worth hundreds of kilograms of rice?" Qiqi blinked her big eyes and shouted with confidence. The little guy had already planned, so he led Honghong to stand and cheer.

"You have to treat everything equally." The fat man is not easy to make special, but thinking about what Qiqi said makes sense, and the flower-faced fox has indeed made great contributions.

Seeing that there were more than ten sacks of rice in the yard, He Mancang smiled and said, "I have the final say. I have enough to take it. You can carry it back as much as you can!"

Qiqi immediately burst into a bright smile, and waved her little hand: "Go——"

Benben and Dudu are affordable. They both carry a sack and run away. The three of Maomao also want to work together to carry a sack, but unfortunately their ability is limited and the sack does not move at all.

"Come back--" The fat man snatched the sack on Dudu's shoulders: "A sack is done, and even Ye Ying's is temporarily put in our house, which is exactly 200 kilograms. This girl eats and drinks for free every day, so she should pay some food."

"Fatty, aren't there so much left?" He Mancang felt that the fat man was a little too serious.

"These are not enough to divide them." The fat man smiled and pounced on his fingers again: "The radar on the mountain stands for two sacks, Captain Zhao of the engineering team and Lao Bai of the construction company also have to give two sacks. Director Zhou of the Public Security Bureau, I have promised him that at least a few sacks, and there are also Team Leader Zhang, Wu Ping, Jia Siqi, and you, who have been busy for half a year, and you can't go back empty-handed no matter what you say..."

"It's really not enough, forget it, I'll give it up." He Mancang couldn't help but mutter: "Fatty, will these rice be given for free?"

"What are you giving away for free? How much should you pay? You can't get a penny less." The fat man knew in his mind that at least the two bags on the radar station were not ready to collect money.

"You kid is really unscrupulous, so I can't ask for it." He Mancang laughed. In fact, he had already been satisfied.

"You and Team Leader Zhang and others are free, which is equivalent to those in our village. They are all divided. I know that your family does not lack rice, but you probably don't have this green rice at home, right?" The fat man of course would not be stingy with these hundreds of kilograms of rice. Besides, no matter He Mancang or Zhang Liang, they are no different from the people in the village, just like a family.

"Where is my rice? Did you ask the fat man to embezzle it-" A voice came from afar. The fat man looked up and saw that it was Old Wu. He saw that the guy's face became more and more rosy, with a long beard, like an old fairy with a white beard.

"Hehe, you are not considered our backing. If you want rice, you have to exchange honey." The fat man hurriedly met and greeted several soldiers behind Old Wu. Li Qiang had already retired and led the team to He Yong.

"There is no problem with honey, it's enough to make your honey jar." Old Wutou has achieved a great harvest this year. He cut hundreds of kilograms of honey and doubled the bee colony. Of course, he doesn't care.

The fat man was also joking with him. Old Wu brought everyone a sweet career, so how could he fall behind?

"Xiao He, you are here just in time. When you beat the rice out, you will take it back directly." The fat man looked at the soldiers' bags and knew that he would make a big mail to his house again. In addition to mountain goods, honey is also indispensable. Old Wu gave the soldiers all the best linden honey, which is definitely a rare thing.

"Fatty, don't be busy dividing rice. Let me ask you, you are planning to build a winery in the beginning of spring. Have you forgotten to go to Java?" Old Wu asked the fat man seriously. When he came back this time, he was about to basically all the flowers on the mountain were about to shed, and secondly, he was thinking about the major event of building a winery.
Chapter completed!