Chapter 155 Bet Something Happens

"Damn, this is just bullying an honest person!" Liu Xiangyang was very indignant after watching it from beginning to end. If the ratings were equal, no matter how strict they were, he wouldn't say anything.

"There is nothing I can do. This is how farmers sell their grain, so I will let you take action later." Wang Manyin also felt helpless. In fact, no matter what era, honest people are always the ones who are wronged.

Be an honest person and you won’t suffer... This is purely a lie to fools.

Just like the popular saying on the Internet in later generations: When we were young, our parents taught us to be honest. When we grow up, we realize that this society does not need honest people.

Some things cannot be changed, so you can only choose to adapt.

"Okay, let's see how we deal with these cowards then." Shang Zhimin also followed him and said angrily. Since he beat Zhao Jianhai violently, he has become much bolder.

At this time, Wang Lianshun happened to come over to check the status of the grade inspection. When he heard this, he hurriedly warned: "Don't really fight, just scare."

Wang Lianshun just wanted a few educated youths to help complete the task of delivering public grain, and did not want to cause a big mess at the grain station.

It was really a big fuss. A few educated youths might be fine, but he would definitely be criticized.

While eating, everyone heard Shang Zhimin keep humming, and hurried over to check, only to find that something was very wrong. This guy was drooling, his eyes were rolling up, and he couldn't speak.

When several educated youths heard this, they expressed disbelief. They rolled the dumpling leaves by hand, and the dough was thicker. One dumpling weighed half a tael.

But for the villagers, it was a rare good rain. At least the autumn crops planted could sprout.

Wang Manyin didn't dare to delay and hurriedly put on the plastic sheet and went out.

A bright light shone through the dark night, and Wang Lianshun's figure could be seen dimly. There were several people standing beside him.

Liu Xiangyang held an umbrella to protect Shang Zhimin from the rain, while another educated youth, Xie Liansheng, held up a flashlight to protect him on the other side.

Judging by how they were dressed and their accents, the food inspectors didn't know their identities.

Seeing how wet they were, Wang Manyin hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, I'll get some more plastic bags when I go home, so that we don't get caught in the rain and get sick."

"Little comrade, if you have anything to say, please say it. It's wrong to hit people. Let them go quickly."

"We are also responsible for food safety. The dryness and wetness of each bag of grain are different, and there will inevitably be errors in the ratings. If you think this is good, change a bag of grain and let me test it myself."

After walking some distance, he remembered to ask: "What happened to Shang Zhimin? He fainted suddenly?"

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After paying the public grain, the members can finally eat new wheat.

So everyone hurried to the village to find someone, and then hurriedly ran out of the village with him on their backs.

"You guys are so idle..."

But since it was getting dark, he couldn't go over to check, so he could only pray silently in his heart.

"Damn it, who are you saying talks nonsense?" Shang Zhimin was furious and immediately stepped forward and grabbed the other person's clothes.

"The grain moisture is too high and there are many impurities. It needs to be pulled back to be dried again and passed through a sieve again..."

When he got closer, Wang Manyin realized that Wang Yanqiang had also come over, carrying someone like Shang Zhimin on his back. The other person didn't move, except for the occasional grunt.

Three big meat buns and a bowl of mixed noodles for each person were a reward for their hard work today.

The others didn't pay attention and continued to eat dumplings.

The dirt road under the field completely turned into a yellow mud soup, which rolled into the ditch and finally reached the Dongshanmao earth dam. Wang Manyin was a little worried, but he didn't know that the members of the second team of Guigun Village had been working hard for more than two months.

Whether the project can withstand the baptism of this heavy rain.

Several people chatted and waited. It was almost noon when they finally arrived in line.

After the weighing was completed, it was time for Wang Manyin to exert his strength.

After successfully handing over the public rations, Wang Lianshun did not break his promise and directly exchanged the extra twenty or thirty kilograms of wheat for food stamps, and then took a few people to a state-owned hotel for dinner.

If you can't finish the meal, you'll have to cook half a month's worth of meals for others.

After giving Lanhua an explanation, Wang Manyin hurried back with a few plastic bags. Then he took over from Wang Yanqiang, picked up Shang Zhimin and rushed towards the Shigejie Health Center.

Nowadays, the wheat fields in rural areas are covered with loess soil, and the wheat is spread out to dry, so it must contain certain impurities.

"The captain has gone to take a dump, so you can tell whether this food is up to standard." Liu Xiangyang didn't take the other person's words at all.

Seeing this, the remaining educated youth quickly surrounded him.

"Uncle Lianshun, what happened?" Wang Manyin hurried over and asked.

"What do you mean?"

There were yellow clouds in the sky, either heavy rain or hail. When people rushed to the village, big raindrops began to fall.

Several grain inspectors just pretended not to hear, and turned around and came to the scale.

As it gets dark, water begins to accumulate on the ground.

It was also Shang Zhimin who had an itchy mouth. When the dumplings were wrapped and put into the pot, he said that he could finish them all by himself.

As a result, he was so fast when he came off the court that he almost fell down and bit the mud.

Wang Lianshun explained urgently.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, you dare to hit people?" Seeing so many people surrounding him, the grain inspector's voice suddenly became much weaker.

"Captain has gone to shit, tell me if you have anything." Liu Xiangyang responded as agreed before.

Seeing this, Wang Lianshun whispered excitedly: "Your method is really effective. I have been paying for more than ten years, and this is the first time I have been rated a higher level."

As he spoke, the man took out an iron skewer and stuck it on the sack.

Wang Manyin thought that the other party was afraid of her, so how could he be like this if he ate too much?

"I really ate too much..."

This year, God has been kind to us. From the harvesting of wheat to the delivery of public rations, the weather has been very good.

However, "on a June day, a child's face can change at any time." In the afternoon, everyone was busy in the fields under the bright sun. Suddenly, the sky was dark, windy, and the clouds were getting thicker and thicker.

Hearing this, Shang Zhimin immediately shouted: "Do you know how to inspect grain? If there are impurities, we admit it. This wheat has been sun-dried in the village for three days. It makes a crunching sound when you bite it. How can it be high in moisture!"

Taking advantage of the rain and no outsiders coming to the sales outlet, Wang Manyin planned to bake egg pancakes at home.

On a rainy day, the educated youths had nothing to do while staying in the cave dwellings, so they discussed what to eat in the evening. Someone in the village happened to bring a few kilograms of leeks during the day, and there was still half a jar of lard residue at home, so they decided to make dumplings to eat in the evening.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the bowl and ate two pancakes, he heard urgent shouts coming from the rain outside, followed by his own rhubarb.

An older grain inspector at the head looked around and said with a smile: "Comrade, come here to hand over the grain. Where is the captain?"

Farmers selling grain nearby also came to watch the fun.

It was raining and the road was slippery. Even Wang Manyin walked cautiously and did not dare to take big steps at all.

Hearing this, many production team leaders nearby were also moved and decided to let the educated youth from the village take the lead when the autumn grain was handed over.

Seeing this situation, Wang Lianshun's expression changed drastically and he quickly asked everyone to pack up their farm tools and go home.

Nowadays, grains are packed in sacks, each bag is about 150 kilograms. Wang Manyin stepped on the seesaw to pour the food into the granary without asking Liu Xiangyang and the others to help. He was stunned to carry thousands of kilograms on his back.

There were hundreds of large dumplings in the pot, which was barely enough to feed three people.

"You have the final say or I have the final say. There is so much nonsense. Don't block the road, pull back!" Hearing that the other party's words were dirty, the grain inspector immediately became angry.

"This is a grain station, no trouble!"

The two sides talked more and more and became more and more stalemate, and finally decided to make a bet.

Later, Shang Zhimin said that he was a little full after eating and wanted to rest against the wall for a while.

After a while, the surrounding area turned yellow.

If Shang Zhimin can finish all the dumplings in the pot, he won't have to cook anymore for the next month.

To the commune members, this was a valuable thing. Many people ground two kilograms of wheat, steamed noodles and steamed buns for a meal, and then saved the rest for entertaining guests later.

They run a sales agency and carry salt in bags every time they purchase goods, so there is no shortage of plastic bags.

Then he put it in his mouth, took a bite, and nodded with a smile: "Look, this bag is very dry, without impurities, first grade! Hurry up and weigh it and place an order!"

"Yes, that's right, if this matter is not resolved, we will go to the commune!!" Liu Xiangyang shouted.

Things were a little unexpected. Shang Zhimin opened his cheeks and ate fiercely. He ate most of the dumplings in the pot. At the end, the dumplings hit his throat and his mouth drooled.

As for Wang Manyin and Wang Lianshun, they continue to be the gourmets.

On the other hand, some onlookers were very unhappy and whispered: "You are a coward, you are afraid of evil people. Our village should also let educated youths come here to sell grain..."

The other grain inspectors saw that the situation was not good and hurried over.

Wang Lianshun and Wang Manyin stood aside silently, waiting for a few educated youths to respond.

"Shang Zhimin is in an accident and needs to be sent to the hospital immediately. There is no way to hitch a car on this dirt road, so we have to carry it on our backs instead."

The buns steamed from the new wheat noodles are fragrant and juicy. According to the villagers, they are also delicious when made into donkey dumplings. Especially, take a garlic clove, add a few drops of sesame oil to make garlic juice, and then eat it with the buns.

, it’s even more unique.

After harvesting the wheat, the members still had no free time. Next, they had to plow the wheat fields and plant autumn crops as soon as possible.

Everyone was extremely impressed and cheered for him.

"Eat too much..." Liu Xiangyang said awkwardly.

Because it was the middle of the year, the team had no way to make final accounts, so they could only divide some grain in advance based on population and labor points. After calculation, each person in the second team could divide five kilograms of wheat.

Shang Zhimin was sharp-tongued and immediately retorted: "Hitting him is easy! We pulled him here on a hot day, and the food was making a bang-bang sound. Does this man have a problem with his mouth? He can't tell the difference between dry and wet. Just a few words.

Let us pull back? Who is causing trouble on purpose?"

I saw the grain inspector holding iron pliers and pricking the sack hard, then he took a few grains of wheat and put them in his mouth, chewed them twice, and said, "Which one of you is in charge, where is the captain?"

After listening to Liu Xiangyang's narration, Wang Manyin didn't know what to say.

But when he thought about it, he thought it was normal. Nowadays, people are generally short of food, so bets are mostly related to food. Not long ago, he heard someone say that someone in Xiashan Village said he could eat two kilograms of ginger in one sitting. His companions also expressed disbelief.

So the two sides made a bet, and the bet was half a catty of fried buns.

In the end, the other party actually ate two kilograms of ginger, forcing his companion to go to the commune restaurant to buy steamed buns.
Chapter completed!