November 6th, Tuesday, is the beginning of winter tomorrow.

Han Jianhua found Lu Changhua's office and handed him the contract with the stamp on it.

"Xiao Lu, since you have signed a contract, it must be implemented. You must be mentally prepared!"

"Don't worry, director, I will do my best."

"That's good."

"Director, can you pull some grass seeds for me to feed the fish?"

"Grass seeds? Okay."

In previous years, grass seeds were just grass seeds, with very little wheat among them.

This year's grass seeds are different from previous years.

Due to heavy rains, a lot of wheat is immature. When it is raised in the drying field, the wheat with a lighter specific gravity will be mixed with the grass seeds and they will be inseparable.

Therefore, this year's grass seeds contain a large amount of shriveled wheat grains.

This is a good feed for chickens and pigs.

Nowadays, everyone is working alone, and those who should be contracted have begun to be contracted. Grass seeds are also priced, and there is no such thing as giving them for free.

Lu Changhua took Director Han's note and went to the drying area.

This is a place where grain is dried and a warehouse where finished grain is stored.

There is a granary dedicated to storing grass seeds.

I found the director of the drying yard, read the note, and asked Lu Changhua to find a car to pull him.

Opening the warehouse, the round grain store was filled with sacks.

"all these are?"

"Both."

"How much does a bag of grass seeds cost now?"

"One dollar and five."

"So expensive?"

"Is this expensive? This bag weighs seventy or eighty pounds."

Then he lowered his voice and said, "There are many grains of wheat."

"Oh, how much is this?"

"More than three hundred bags."

"Give me two hundred bags."

"Ah? So many? No, no, too many. We have to leave some for the pigs, a hundred bags at most."

The drying room director's face was so twisted that he was twisted.

"It's not enough, at least one hundred and fifty."

"..."

"How's it going?"

"Xiao Lu, look, there is a pile of wheat with fever over there, do you want it?"

"Fever? What does it look like?"

"It smells a little bit. Cover it up. Do you want it?"

"How much?"

"It's not expensive, two hundred yuan. This hoard is all yours. Is that enough this time?!"

The director of the drying area was just being angry. Didn't you say there wasn't enough? Well, there's a stockpile over there, and I want to buy that.

Who knew that Lu Changhua was really unambiguous and asked directly how much it cost.

When I opened the food store, I felt a rush of hot air, with a faint musty smell.

"The fever is not light!"

"If it's too light, can I sell it to you?!"

Lu Changhua didn't get angry with him, climbed into the grain store, took the probe and inserted it hard, pulled it out and looked again, he found that the wheat grains inside were bulging and a little hot to the touch.

If you smell it with your nose, it has a musty smell.

But it's not a big problem.

"I want it. Can I dry it in the sun for a few days?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Lu Changhua gave him two packs of cigarettes.

"What's wrong with that? You can show it off. But you have to do it yourself. We don't have anyone working for you in vain."

The drying director narrowed his eyes and smiled on his face.

"I'll give you money for working. Find a few people to help me dry the sun for a few days for one dollar a day."

"Are you sure?"

"That's right."

"Okay, I'll find someone for you."

"Director, this price..."

"The price cannot be less. It is set by Director Han and I can't change it. How about you go find Director Han?"

How could Lu Changhua go to Director Han for this matter?

"There is a storage base next to it. You can clean it up."

"Hey, thank you, director."

Lu Changhua took out two more packs of cigarettes from his schoolbag.

"Director, you like to smoke, but I don't know how to smoke, so just smoke for me."

"Haha, you kid, you know how to do this!"

The drying director put the cigarette in his pocket, looked around, and walked to the office step by step.

After signing the delivery note in the drying field office, Lu Changhua said he would send the money when the situation improves.

Lu Changhua's salary has increased to 175 yuan in the past few months, but he has no time to spend it. He also has a subsidy of 60 yuan for the rescue team, which is all saved by Lu's mother.

Lao Lu is a third-level worker and earns RMB 42 per month. After the family's expenses, Mother Lu can save RMB 10 per month. Mama Lu herself also has about RMB 28 per month.

The family's savings are more than 400 yuan. Coupled with Lu Changhua's bonus, the Lu family now has more than 1,000 yuan in funds.

1,000 yuan is a lot of money on the farm!

Lu Changhua first took out his own salary, and then asked for some money from his mother.

I collected 350 yuan and bought 100 bags of grass seeds and a grain store of wheat. As for cleaning up the stockpile, I usually do it at night.

The grass seeds are first brought home in a car, while the wheat is left to dry in the drying field for a few days.

After the 100 bags of grass seeds were shipped home, Lu Changhua felt extremely excited when he saw the sacks piled all over the yard.

As long as you have feed on the farm, you don't have to worry about raising livestock and poultry.

That night, he found Hu Dagui, contacted a few close friends, and went to the drying yard to clean up the foundation for grain storage.

You won’t know if you don’t scan it, but you will be shocked if you scan it.

Fifty sacks of yellow-orange wheat were swept away.

Lu Changhua cursed in his heart, these gangsters are really causing trouble to others, and they don’t want such good wheat anymore.

He happily carried the wheat back home.

The next day, Lu Changhua ran to the duty room.

Now that the duty room has been included in the contract, he also has flood control responsibilities.

At least he has the responsibility for flood control in the reservoir.

The flood control materials in the warehouse have also been used up, and the water pump has been pulled back to the material warehouse. Now the warehouse is empty.

That's it, even if Lu Changhua calculated it, he couldn't contain those Wumai.

If it doesn't work, I can only use another office and kitchen, otherwise there is really no place to put it.

This was the first time Lu Changhua experienced the trouble of having things but no place to put them.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and a thin layer of ice forms on the reservoir in the morning and evening.

A few days ago, at noon, he took a boat and swam on the water for several laps, as if inspecting his own territory.

I need to speed up my reading.
To be continued...