Erbiaozi went home for a walk, but was pulled to his house by Liu Qingshan. Yesterday, he killed pigs, and there were still some pig-killing vegetables left. He happened to call Datou and the three of them had a meal together.

Before dinner, Erbiaozi took out a stack of banknotes from his close-fitting pocket and handed them to Liu Qingshan.

"When you went to Longjiang Province, I gave you two hundred yuan, and you gave me more than one hundred and sixty yuan. In the past few months, you have spent less than forty yuan?"

Liu Qingshan counted the money and was a little angry.

It’s not because I spent too much money, but too little. Apart from the round trip travel expenses, I basically didn’t spend any money.

Erbiaozi yelled in his mouth: "After getting there, Professor Xu is so happy. I basically eat, drink, learn skills for free. Even the rice seeds were given by Professor Xu for free."

Liu Qingshan also silently remembered this favor in his heart: the feelings of the older generation are actually the most precious wealth.

Unfortunately, with the surging economic tide, the feelings on too many people have been washed away without a trace.

"When the rice we have grown here is finished, Erbiaozi, you must carry a bag of rice to send it over."

Datou obviously knew the affection here, and while talking, he reached out and patted Er Biaozi's back.

"It's more than a thousand miles away. If you ask me to carry it over, why are your head getting worse and worse?"

Erbiaozi patted Datou's brain in reverse, and the three little friends were laughing and joking.

After laughing and making a fuss, Erbiaozi opened the bag he had carried back and took out a thick stack of notebooks from it.

This is all about the relevant knowledge about rice from planting to harvesting, which is equivalent to the secrets for growing rice in cold areas.

Erbiaozi also proudly patted the secret book: "This is given to my godfather!"

Godfather?

Seeing the puzzled eyes of the two friends, Erbiaozi smiled: "Professor Xu is so nice to me, of course I will recognize him as my godfather."

Liu Qingshan could only give him a thumbs up: "Okay, then I'll be filial to your godfather from now on."

"Eat for dinner."

Liu Jinfeng put a large pot of sauerkraut on the table, then glared at Erbiaozi:

"You guys have ghost-headed and toad-eyed eyes. You can't call them godfather when you're an old professor. If you use it, throw them aside and ignore them. If that's the case, be careful I'll pinch you."

Erbiaozi was not afraid of others, but Liu Jinfeng, so he quickly lit his head and promised: "Sister, don't worry, I'm not that kind of person either."

"Let's have a meal."

Linzhi brought all the white meat and blood sausages and placed a plate of white meat in front of Er Biaozi: "Biaozi, you have been black and thin in the past few months. You have suffered a lot, so eat more meat."

Erbiaozi couldn't help but feel a little hot and his eyes were a little sore. His mother passed away a few years after giving birth to the fourth child in the family, Sihuzi.

Since he was seven or eight years old, he has been playing with Liu Qingshan most of the time, treating Linzhi as his mother.

Well! He agreed, Erbiaozi quickly picked up a piece of fat and thin pork belly, dipped it in some garlic paste, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it while yelling:

"It smells so good!"

When it was time to rest in the evening, Linzhi told her son to ask him to go to the commune tomorrow and sell the remaining half of the pork to the acquisition station.

In fact, I have sold less this year. According to previous practices, after killing New Year's pigs, except for taking the head and hoof into the water and keeping them at home, and then entertaining relatives and friends for a meal, the rest will basically be sold.

Throughout the year, the family’s income, except for the eggs to exchange for some pocket money, is the amount of money left to sell pork before the New Year.

This year is better. After handing over the task, there is still some surplus grain to sell.

If it were a production team in the past, the food rations of the whole family would be good. As for the work points, the poor place in Jiapigou was worth nothing.

Take the previous year as an example, a work cent is only a few cents.

When you encounter a bad year, you may have to pay for it. You will end up owing money in the end.

Linzhi felt that the family had a better life this year, so she left nearly a piece of pork.

She was a little worried about killing pigs yesterday, and she was worried about killing acne. Fortunately, she was lucky. The pigs she raised were also good, and the pork was clean.

At this time, because pigs are raised in free-range, parasites are easily found in the pig's body, and the most common one is pig tapeworm.

This kind of pork has tapeworm eggs parasitized in the lean meat, which are white round things. The small ones are only as big as millet grains, and the large ones are as big as sorghum grains. People call this "pox pork".

If anyone kills pigs and kills acne, it will be a loss. The acquisition station will not accept it at all. It will be terrible to eat it at home, so when killing pigs, this is the one that is most worried about.

Of course, Liu Qingshan could understand his mother's thoughts. He lived a very careful life over the years, which led to the children.

But now it’s different, life will get better and better, so there is no need to sell pork.

But I can't tell my mother clearly, otherwise my mother will definitely be reluctant to let go.

After considering it, Liu Qingshan said happily: "Mom, why don't you sell it? Big sister and second sister need to supplement nutrition. The fourth and fifth brothers are also thin. Eat more meat, and grandparents have to take care of them."

Lin Zhi thought it made sense: "Then sell it. You can't kill a pig and keep it for food. Others will laugh at us for a long time and we won't be able to live a life."

Liu Qingshan grabbed the back of the head: "Mom, when I went to Chuncheng, Professor Wang and his old couple said that during the winter vacation, they would go back to Jiapigou to have a look, and the main thing is that our family has to entertain."

Lin Zhi smiled and raised her hand, gently patted Liu Qingshan's head, and then turned to gently stroke: "You are greedy and always pulling others, so I won't sell it."

Feeling the warm palm of his mother, Liu Qingshan's heart was only peaceful.

"Hehe, there is meat to eat every day!"

In the quilt, the giggles of the two little guys, the fourth and the fifth guys, came.

It turned out that they were not asleep, and they were eavesdropping with their little ears. When they heard Lin Zhi say he would not buy meat, they both were so happy. These two little greedy cats.

Since they are not going to sell meat, they have to keep it well. Their place is a natural refrigerator, and this is the one that they don’t have to worry about the least.

The next day, when Liu Qingshan came back from practicing martial arts, he unloaded all the pork into small pieces, pork elbow ribs and other pork ribs, and cut the remaining pork into tofu-sized squares, and then buried it in the yard.

That's right, it's just burying.

Of course, you can't bury it with soil, but with ice.

I washed two sacks of ice from Xiao Songjiang and transported them back, and put the pork into the ice, sprinkled with snow and watered it. When I was eaten, it was scattered out like fresh ones.

What about it? What about it?

There are also benefits: you are not afraid of thieves stealing, or dogs or other things to steal.

In addition to this method of preservation, Liu Qingshan also left a few pieces of meat and threw it into a large jar in the warehouse. This way, it is more convenient to eat, and saves the need to shaved ice piles.

For the pork in the large jar of the warehouse, a layer of ice should be hung outside. This is called hanging wax, which can prevent the pork from drying and smelling.

It is also relatively simple to hang wax. It is just that at night, when the coldest time of the day, put the frozen pork in cold water and dip it, take it out and put it on the curtain. The surface of the pork will soon form a thin layer of ice.

If you are worried, just hang it again.

And so on, such as chicken, duck, fish, and meat, can be used to keep fresh. Otherwise, the wisdom of the working people is infinite.

This is shaved ice and ice-pulling. This busy work is a short time. When the fourth brother and the others came back from school, they saw the remaining pieces of ice in the yard, and their big eyes immediately became shiny, even more crystal clear than the ice.

"elder brother--"

The fourth brother pulled Liu Qingshan's clothes and his tone began to turn several times.

Usually, at this time, the little girl has any requirements.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but reach out and pinched her little face that was cold red: "What are you doing again?"

"Hehe, brother, make an ice car for me and Shanxing. Er Jiazi and the others said that they would go to the river to skate after dinner."

The little old fourth finally revealed the little fox's tail.

"OK--"

Liu Qingshan's tone also turned a lot, making the two little girls giggle.

Originally, Liu Qingshan had an ice car that he played when he was a child, but he had to make another one for Shan Xing.

He didn't want Shan Xing to stand on the ice and watch other children play, then he, the older brother, would be too incompetent.

He really couldn't get it when he was making an ice truck. The main reason was that there was no handy tool at home, so he could only go to find Zhang Shuzi.

Zhang Duozi is making a chicken cage at home. Yesterday, another brigade came to visit. Someone went to Liu Jinfeng’s chicken farm for a walk, and then he caught his eye. He also planned to build a chicken farm next year.

The chickens have to wait for a few months. After all, Liu Jinfeng’s chicken farm has not started laying eggs yet, but the chicken cage is reserved at Zhang Shuozi first.

The work and materials are all in one chicken cage, which makes Zhang Duo very happy. He can make more than 60 cents.

If you booked a hundred chicken cages, it would be more than 60 yuan. Adding to the fifty yuan you earned from Liu Qingshan, it would be almost enough to buy a bicycle for his elder brother's partner.

So when he saw Liu Qingshan coming, Zhang Duozi smiled and was so intimate.

When he learned that he was going to make an ice truck, he immediately agreed and took out a chisel, axe and saw, and made it out in more than an hour.

The ice truck is actually a small sledge, and the most critical part is the two wooden tracks below. The wood must be used well and must be smooth.

At the front end of the wooden track, a slope must be sawed out to prevent it from plunging into the ice and snow.

If you want to do it, you can do the full set. Zhang Paozi even made two pairs of ice skewers, two log handles, and a piece of fine steel bar with pointed tips was inserted in the middle.

Sitting on the ice car like this, holding ice skewers in both hands, gently tugging back on the ice, the ice car will slide forward.

During Zhang Ganzi's time working on the ice truck, Liu Qingshan was not idle either. He found a piece of wood from the corners, which was oak, which was very solid and cut two wood walls.

Wu is also the favorite toy of northern children in winter.

After they were finished, the fourth and fifth brothers were lying on the table to study, while the eldest brother-in-law replaced Liu Qingshan's usual position and wrote something on the manuscript paper.
To be continued...