Chapter 497 Holly

Bang bang bang, dong bang, go-a-

After breakfast, the Yangko team started practicing in the production team yard. The gongs and drums were loud and the suona penetrated the clouds, and immediately played the atmosphere of the New Year.

"Practice Yangko--" Qiqi quickly pulled the rice porridge in the bowl into her mouth, and whispered her mouth and shouted: "Big and dumb big hair, Ermao, Maomao, all of them are searched, hurry up and go to train!"

"Little Qiqi, so active, I'm holding a watermelon skin in my head." The fat man knocked the edge of the bowl with chopsticks, muttering sarcastically.

Qiqi led Benben and others, and was also the main force of the Yangko team. Of course, he would not be as knowledgeable as the idle fat uncle. Although the fat man also got involved, he basically did not participate in the rehearsal. He pretended to be a big-headed doll, except for his surprisingly big head, he had no technical content.

Originally, it was the most appropriate to accompany Zhu Bajie, but Benben snatched away his job, so he had no shame to see others, so he could only put a big head on the situation.

"Fat Uncle, aren't you practicing with me today?" Qiqi saw that Benben's rice bowl had not been eaten yet, so she stood by and waited for a while. Yaya and Wu Qiong were also busy dressing, and they were also in the yard all day long.

"You go first, and let's talk about it when I'm done with the food." The fat man had a heavy responsibility, so of course he couldn't get involved with them.

After putting down the chopsticks, the fat man left the house. The lantern poles of every household had been raised, and the colorful aisle flags were all pulled up. Everyone was busy steaming buns, killing chickens and pork, and working hard for the upcoming New Year.

When he went to the owner of the car, he borrowed a carriage from the house of the car. The fat man wanted to catch the carriage to the commune by himself, and then go to Dao County.

"Fatty, can it work? Don't make the horses fur?" The owner of the car threw half of the sack of grain grass into the car and asked the fat man.

Speaking of the big animals such as cattle and horses, if they are frightened, they will often go crazy, run around and rush around, with amazing momentum. The people call it "mao", which means being shocked.

The fat man smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if it's fur, I can hold it back."

Looking at the fat man's physique, the car owner nodded and handed the big whip into his hand. The fat man took the whip in his hand, swung the tip of the whip as if he was a decent shape, and swung it hard in the air.

I imagined that a crisp sound did not explode, and the fat man was a little embarrassed, so I had to shout "Hao" and knocked the horse's butt with a whip pole. The big horse then stepped away reluctantly and unaccustomedly. I couldn't hear the crisp sound of the whip, and it was a little unenergic.

The owner of the car smacked his lips and sighed: "A good horse must be driven by a good person." Then he followed the fat man to the production team. He and Ye Ying were the male and female leaders of the Yangko team, and the responsibility was heavy.

The fat man put the vegetable basket onto the carriage, covered it with a quilt, took the time to glance at the yard for a few times, muttering dissatisfiedly: "I have added stilts, so why don't I ask me to play with this? Or I can play with a lion."

The Yangko team has also undergone new changes this year, adding stilts and lions, especially big lions, with red and green, majestic appearance, blinking eyes and a lion rolling a ball, which is the most attractive to the audience.

The fat man naturally thought he was capable of both, but he was rejected by the car owner: he was too heavy on his stilts. What if he stepped on the stilts or broke the stilts?

"Do I have it?" The fat man screamed repeatedly. It was so cold that he couldn't even nail the pins into the ground. It would be great if I could step in; if I was afraid of breaking, wouldn't it be enough to do the stilt leggings thicker.

What made the fat man even more annoyed was that he didn't ask him to play lions, but no one could join him, because there were two people dancing lions in the Northeast, one was a lion's head and the other was a lion's tail. The lion's head was more outstanding and he was also responsible for commanding. The lion's tail always had to be buzzing, which was more tired, and there was nothing outstanding except shaking off the hair or shaking its tail.

The fat man's physique is one of the largest size than others, so if he doesn't match, he will naturally be eliminated and he doesn't even have the qualifications to play the lion's tail. Who has ever seen a lion's head not too big but has a big fat body?

He angrily knocked the saddle with a whip, and the fat man headed towards the commune. He put the vegetable basket on the car into the wooden box all in a row to prevent it from freezing. In addition, the fat man added a large part of it last night, and if there were too few, he couldn't take it.

The big green horse pulling the cart walked slowly and listlessly. It was used to the driver of the car owner, and now it was a bit furious if it was a fat man.

The fat man yelled: "Just be content. I will take the goods. Just pull an empty car and run quickly. Don't think I can't cure you!"

After saying that, he jumped out of the carriage, pulled aside and stopped the carriage, then took out two handfuls of green grass and threw it in front of the big green horse.

The big green horse suddenly became energetic, and happily sniffed twice, and rolled the grass into its mouth in a few mouthfuls. In the winter, the horses could only eat grass, grains, grass, etc., and it was dry. When they suddenly saw the grass, it was just like the fellow villager in Koshantun saw vegetables yesterday.

The fat man gave it another handful of grass, and then said proudly: "Horse, run quickly, and you will be rewarded with grass after running."

As the saying goes, "A man is paired with clothes and horses, and a dog is paired with bells, and he runs happily with bells." This is true. When the big green horse tastes the sweetness, he immediately cheers up his spirits, jogs and jogs, and arrives at the commune after more than one point.

The fat man was sitting in the carriage, his body was rumbling, and his mouth was whispering: "I can't deal with you yet!" The fat man used this trick from the dates. After the winter, the fat man often sneaked out some grass to feed the dates and white horses. Now even the white horses are willing to ask the fat man to ride.

The first stop was to the commune. The fat man carried two earthen baskets into the secretary's room: "Secretary Ma, I'm giving you another gift!"

"Fatty, what's the matter this time? You kid, you come here all day to arrange gifts. We have to pay happily. We are a second-hand dealer." Ma Zhanshan stood up from the chair and greeted the fat man happily.

"It's not a good time this time." The fat man took off the quilt from the basket, and Ma Zhanshan was also a little stunned. The green leeks and green peppers, yellow persimmons, and watery cucumbers were not surprising at all if they saw it in summer, but the north wind outside the window was cold and the snowy sky was icy. It would be shocking to put it in this environment.

Ma Zhanshan grabbed his hair: "Fatty, you're hurting me. This month's salary can't be saved."

"It's free, remember to give me more money to Mr. Huang. This is what the villagers told me." The fat man smiled and picked up a pack of grape cigarettes from the table, took out one and lit it.

"It seems that this vegetable greenhouse is really good." Ma Zhanshan saw a great business opportunity from these two baskets of vegetables: You should say how much it costs, but if you don't talk about the price, the key is that there is no goods.

"This is also quite technical. It is best to send someone out to study and study, or find some information on this." Although the fat man is not very good at it, he also knows that there are still differences between planting greenhouses and planting gardens, such as temperature, moisture, fertilizers, management, etc., all of them are said.

Ma Zhanshan nodded and took out twenty yuan: "After the Chinese New Year, I'll send the technicians from the commune agricultural station out. I'll give you this, and we can't eat it in vain."

"Take it down. If I collect the money, I will carry the basket back." The fat man put the money on the table and turned around and said goodbye: "I have to go to the county and give Secretary Wang some vegetables to try. I can guarantee that the county party secretary will definitely not pay."

After the fat man left, Ma Zhanshan felt the feeling: "Stupid brat, Secretary Wang is your father-in-law, of course you don't have to spend money!"

The fat man drove the carriage to the grain warehouse again, which is also a related unit. Everyone comes to sell grain every year, and the winery will also rely on others to provide raw materials in the future.

It is very different from when I came last time. The food seller vehicles are gone, but many people still push bicycles to the grain warehouse to get food. These are all for food supply. Everyone is based on the standard. There are fewer children, more adults, and more physical work. Basically, an adult has about 30 kilograms of food per month.

At that time, there were more coarse grains and less fine grains. During the Chinese New Year, each person gave him one pound and two pounds. He didn't have to take a bag and put it back in a bag. The whole family was enough to eat a meal of rice. Soybean oil was only a few taels per person per month, so the oil bottles in every household were not too big.

When receiving grain, there are special grain books, which are collected monthly. Generally, you have to line up with old-fashioned teams, the county goes to the grain store, and the commune is in the grain warehouse to collect the monthly rations.

When everyone saw the fat man driving the carriage, they looked at him with a special look, thinking that this guy was the brother-in-law of the grain warehouse director, and used the carriage to pull grain.

The guard also knew the fat man, so he said hello and let him go. There was no way. This guy's characteristics were too obvious. In that era when there were common appearances, fat man was as white and fat as a giant panda.

The fat man drove the carriage to the office room and also carried two large earth baskets, just two, leeks and celery.

After knocking on the door of the director's room, the director of the bald head yelled "Fatty". After handing over the mouse's tail last time, he brought back a sign of "Advanced Rat-killing Unit". You know, the county's grain system is just like this, and he asked him to carry it back. That guy is glorious.

"Fatty, you're here just in time. When will you have time to bring your army of rat-killing troops? The director of our Grain Bureau said that the number of rat tails this year must exceed last year." The director of the Grain Depot said happily.

The fat man grabbed his head: "You have left a thousand eight hundred pieces. This thing is like living a life, and it has to flow slowly."

The director of the bald head chuckled: "It's not good to hide it from the superior. Fatty, you're here just in time. It's the Chinese New Year, I'll leave you a bag of rice and fifty kilograms of soybean oil. Don't think it's too small, the quantity is limited. This is still a reward given by the advanced unit of the rat-killing system."

If these things are given to those who receive food outside, they will definitely be fond of red eyes, but for the fat man, it is optional: "If you are not rich, forget it. We have grown rice this year, and each household will be given 100 kilograms of rice."

"Each store has 100 kilograms, so I'd better save this bag of rice. You can take the soybean oil back." The director of the Grain Depot also understood that he couldn't take the bag of rice at all.

"Okay, I'll give you something too. It's the New Year, so I'll keep some dumplings and other things." The fat man took the tea jar handed over by the director.

"Pork, our grain warehouse raises pigs by ourselves, and all the employees have allocated pork." As soon as he heard about making dumplings, the grain warehouse director thought of pork.

The fat man shook his head and then took off the quilt from the basket: "Hehe, it's green food."

"Leeks, celery, fresh!" The director of the Grain Deposit's eyes widened. This thing is a rare rare thing than rice, white flour, soybean oil.
Chapter completed!