Xu Changgui pointed to a terraced field not far away, "You guys go over there to pick rice ears."

"Be careful, every grain of this grain is precious."

Susie and the others took the sacks and went up the mountain.

The harvesters had just started cutting, and Susie and the others sat at the edge of the field for a while before starting to pick up the ears of rice.

Picking rice ears looks easy, but it is actually not easy.

Keep squatting, standing up, and bending down.

Tian Xiaohui's back ached after picking for a while. She straightened up and looked at the hill next door, "Oh my God, look over there, those kids are picking up so fast."

Susie looked over and saw some children of seven, eight or ten years old, bending down to pick up things in the field with quick movements, as if they were tireless machines.

Tian Xiaohui wailed, "I have lived so long, but I am not even as good as these children!"

She instantly ignited her fighting spirit, "I don't believe it, I can't compare to them!"

She became fierce and her movements suddenly sped up.

Seeing her bending down and straightening up again and again, Susie couldn't help but remind her, "Be careful, be careful where you get hurt."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tian Xiaohui said "Ouch", covered her lower back with one hand, and stood up stiffly, "I twisted my waist."

Susie shook her head and said, "Go sit over there first and rest for a while."

Tian Xiaohui still wanted to show off her strength, but she grimaced in pain as soon as she bent over.

"Why am I so useless!" Tian Xiaohui was about to cry. Susie pulled her to the edge of the field and sat down. "You are too impatient. Practice makes perfect at work. Take your time."

Zhao Tingting couldn't stand it anymore after picking for a while. She straightened up and beat her waist a few times, then asked Su Qian, "How many work points can we get if we pick rice ears for a day?"

Susie picked up the ears of rice and threw them into the sack, "Four or five work points at most."

Zhao Tingting pointed to the harvesters in front, "How many are they?"

This Su Qian asked Chen Changqing, "Generally, men will score ten points a day, and women will score eight points."

Zhao Tingting snorted, "Why are there more men than women? It's not fair."

Tian Xiaohui sat on the ridge of the field, "We can't even earn eight points now, how can we say it's fair or unfair?"

Zhao Tingting bent down to pick up an ear of rice again, "How much food can one work point get?" Her family's conditions were average and it was impossible to give her any financial support. From now on, she would have to support herself.

Susie squatted on the ground, "I don't know how much food I will share."

"It depends on how much grain the entire production team has harvested. Subtract the public grain that needs to be paid, leave those who buy seeds and fertilizers, and then pay some surplus grain. The final remaining amount is divided by the work points of the entire team, and then multiplied by your work points, that is

Your portion of food."

Zhao Tingting smiled bitterly, "It's tragic. I'm afraid it will be difficult to support myself."

Su Qian looked at the ears of rice in her hands and sighed. Many of the ears of rice were empty shells. I was afraid that the yield would not be high, so how much could be distributed to them?

It is impossible to have enough food and clothing just by relying on work points.

What’s even more frightening is that there seems to be no other way to go but to earn work points.

In this time and space, if you can't even sell a pack of rat poison, don't think about any way to make money.

Susie was also depressed. Although the little money she had seemed to be a lot, she might not be able to spend it for long, especially since she was used to spending money lavishly.

It seems that we have to find some way to make money!

Su Qian and Zhao Tingting were busy working. Tian Xiaohui started to feel anxious after sitting for a while, but as soon as she bent down, she let out another ouch.

Susie said helplessly: "You can do it, don't mess around, it will get worse and worse in a while."

"Why don't you go get some food from Aunt Lan's house and go back to cook."

Tian Xiaohui had no choice but to hold on to her waist and slowly go down the mountain.

When they finished work at noon, Su Qian and Zhao Tingting couldn't straighten their waists, so they rubbed their waists while going down the mountain.

On the way, Su Qian asked Xu Zhiqiang, the clerk working with them, "How much grain can this acre of land produce?"

Xu Zhiqiang shook his head, "There is little rain this year, and the harvest is not good. One acre of land is probably only about two hundred kilograms of millet. When the harvest is good, it can be more than three hundred kilograms."

Susie frowned, "So little?" She remembered that in the era she lived, the rice yield per unit of land was estimated to be thousands of kilograms, but she didn't know the exact amount.

I don’t know if there are any big names in this time and space who are studying hybrid rice.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xu Zhiqiang muttered next to Ping, "The land in our mountainous area is not good. I heard that one acre of land in the south of the Yangtze River can produce four hundred kilograms in a good year!"

"Hey, when we can produce four hundred catties per mu, we should be able to have enough to eat."

Susie turned to look at him and said seriously: "Four hundred kilograms is nothing. One day it will be possible to produce a thousand kilograms per mu."

Xu Zhiqiang just thought Su Qian was telling a joke, shook his head and laughed for a while, then suddenly said: "Well, Su Zhiqing, why do I feel that you look a bit like my mother?"

Zhao Tingting burst out laughing after hearing this.

Susie couldn't help but laugh. Several people had already said she looked like that person, and she was really curious.

Xu Zhiqiang's face turned red, "I'm not talking nonsense, I really think you look a bit like my mother, Su Zhiqing, in your manner or something, but if you look closely, you don't seem to look like anything at all."

Susie was about to make a joke when she suddenly thought of something and her face changed slightly.

She remembered that her biological father's name seemed to be Xu Zhihui, Xu Zhihui, and Xu Zhiqiang. When they heard it, they were ranked in the same order, couldn't they? It couldn't be such a coincidence!

She turned her head and looked at Xu Zhiqiang with some surprise. The more she looked, the more Su Qian felt in her heart. Xu Zhiqiang and her biological father seemed to have a little relationship!

Susie felt a little bit scared, right? In order to get rid of those people, she had fled to this mountain nook. It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?

Su Qian quickly calmed down. Let's not say whether Xu Zhihui has anything to do with Xu Zhiqiang. Even if there is, it has nothing to do with her.

She has been adopted into the Su family. Her surname is Su now. Even if she is called her biological father, she is just called uncle.

Su Qian thought about it and didn't panic at all. She didn't want to ask Xu Zhiqiang anything. When they reached the fork in the road, she pulled Zhao Tingting and walked away quickly.

When I returned to the collective house, I saw Qiao Mu sharpening a knife outside.

There was a new handle installed on the sickle. The rusty sickle had been sharpened by the trees, and he was still sharpening it.

Susie stopped behind him, "How did you fix the handle of this knife?"

Qiao Mu stopped and said, "Go to Carpenter Zhou's house and get his tools to make it yourself."

This is really a strong hands-on ability. Susie gave him a thumbs up and said, "By the way, a bed frame in our house is broken. Can you fix it?"

Qiao Mu responded simply, "Put it outside and I'll try it after eating."


Chapter completed!