At noon, Liu Fugui would not come over to have dinner with him.
So when Luo Xuan entered the restaurant, he only ordered a plate of twice-cooked pork and a plate of cold bamboo shoots with sesame oil.
When the waiter brought the twice-cooked pork to the table, Luo Xuan asked him with a confused look: Why was this twice-cooked pork not made from pork belly or rump meat?
The waiter pointed at the blackboard behind the counter with a straight face and said: "If you don't want to use pork head meat for twice-cooked pork, then you have to order 'high-quality twice-cooked pork'! You have to look at it next time you order.
It’s better to be clear about it, so as not to waste your breath.”
The twice-cooked pork made with pork head meat and hot peppers is actually very fragrant.
While Luo Xuan wiped his chopsticks with his sleeves, he secretly warned himself: He's a little too carried away!
In the past, it was a luxury for me to have even one meal of meat. Now I can eat meat for three meals a day, but I have started to be picky and thin?
This is a disease and it needs to be cured.
After dinner.
Look at the clock hanging on the wall of the hotel. It's already half past two in the afternoon.
At this time, there were no buses in the county. And this hotel was still several miles away from the bus station.
So after Luo Xuan finished eating, he walked slowly along the shade of the eaves on both sides of the street towards the bus station.
Arrived at the bus station.
In the empty waiting hall, salespersons from two state-owned stores were dozing off on the counters.
On the rows of cement benches in the hall, some people who came to wait for the bus were bragging and spanking.
I just heard them beaming and boasting about where the corn was. It is said that this year at least, at least, the yield per mu can be as high as many kilograms!
Someone next to me was unconvinced and loudly boasted about the sweet potatoes available there, each weighing twenty or thirty kilograms!
One acre of land can yield at least several kilograms!
Luo Xuan listened to each of them boasting astonishingly and matter-of-factly, as if they had all seen it with their own eyes and experienced it personally.
Seeing this scene, Luo Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: What is supposed to come is coming soon after all...
I waited at the bus station for a long time. Liu Fugui didn't come when I waited on the left, and there was no trace of him when I waited on the right.
It wasn't until the shuttle bus bound for Hongxing Township had already squeaked out of the bus station that Luo Xuan saw Liu Fugui running into the waiting hall, sweating profusely.
"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, little brother."
As soon as Liu Fugui saw Luo Xuan, he couldn't help showering him with gifts, "I encountered something in the city. Plus I had to call you to find out 'that' for you, so I was delayed."
While Liu Fugui was explaining, he saw Luo Xuan staring at him expressionlessly.
"Yes, I was wrong, I was wrong!"
Liu Fugui scratched his head: "It's my fault this time. When we make a mistake, we have to admit it, and when we get beaten, we have to stand upright. Let's go, let's take you to sit on the 'half-step'. It's better than being stuck in that shabby shuttle bus."
, much more open and bright!”
There are only two shuttle buses from the county to Hongxing Township every day.
Such a small number of flights obviously cannot meet everyone's travel needs.
Therefore, in every town and town, there are also trucks from "moving companies" that travel back and forth between the county and towns every day, as a supplement to the insufficient passenger and freight transport capacity.
Therefore, Liu Fugui took Luo Xuan out of the passenger station, went to the roadside, and got on the mule cart bound for Hongxing Township.
After the mule cart left the county town, the road was relatively smooth.
Only then did Luo Xuan truly understand why this kind of mule cart was called a ‘half-step’.
Since this kind of frame cart has no shock absorbing device, and the mule pulling the cart is not stable when walking.
There are also potholes everywhere on this unhardened road surface.
Therefore, when the carriage is driving on it, when the mule lifts its leg, the carriage will jolt; if it takes another step forward, everyone will shake again.
Therefore, this kind of stand-up truck is ridiculed as "half-step".
Moreover, there is no way to add the word "laughing" in front of this half-step. If there is any expression on everyone's face, it is that they are all "baring their teeth and sucking in cold air".
Shaking and squeaking.
Before they had gone three or five miles, the men and women on the truck felt as if their bones were about to be shaken to pieces.
Especially for those who sit on the hard wooden boards of the trolley, if they have less fat on their buttocks, the close contact between the wooden boards and the bones...
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bsp; Only those who have experienced it personally can understand the sourness of it.
But fortunately, the people in the car were in good spirits, and they were all as excited as if they had been injected with blood.
In particular, there was a young man carrying luggage and wearing glasses.
At this time, he was even more excited and telling everyone about the earth-shaking changes outside with great pride.
"Don't you know, the corn yield in Nanyun Province this season is very high!"
As he spoke, he listed a number
As soon as he said these words, everyone on the carriage suddenly exclaimed!
Some of them also expressed doubts: "How can the yield of corn be so high? How come our production team only has 180 kilograms per acre?"
I heard someone next to the young man who looked like his partner say, "That's because you are not motivated enough! This is all... huh, how can there be any lies?"
The young man pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose with an index finger, turned to the old farmer who questioned him and sighed: "You guys still don't know how to farm scientifically, and you don't have the energy to dare to think and fight!
You know, once the Yongxing Reservoir is repaired, all the cultivated land in Hongxing Township will be able to maintain harvests despite drought and floods.
When the time comes, no matter how hard you members work together and strive to reach the top, what else can't you do?
We can ask for food from the fields and ask God for good weather!
The crops in the fields have been harvested well, and some grains and soybeans have been planted in the fields.
When the time comes, you can just eat the one-pound white flour steamed buns open!"
Everyone on the truck was listening attentively and immersed in yearning for a better future.
I have temporarily forgotten the pain that sitting on a carriage brings to my body.
When Liu Fugui'er opened his mouth, he asked these two young people who looked like they were eating public food, which unit they worked in?
Until then.
Only then did everyone realize that the two young men in front of them were broadcasters named Zhang Wei who had just been transferred to Hongxing Township by their superiors.
His companion is the officer responsible for maintaining broadcasting equipment and providing technical maintenance, named Qi Yong.
At this time, Zhang Wei was heard to add: "When the construction of Yongxing Reservoir is completed, our Hongxing Township will have electricity..."
A young girl quickly took over his topic and asked him, "When our Hongxing Township comes, will it be like the city, with electric lights and telephones upstairs and downstairs? Will we also have movies to watch?
?”
Zhang Wei obviously didn't like what he said and was interrupted.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but said in a cold voice: "You guys! Your ideological awareness is still too low and your cognitive level is not high enough! Now that there is electricity, why do you just think about enjoying it?
Let me tell you, after you have electricity, you no longer need to carry water to fight drought. Once the electric gate is pushed, the water in the river will flow to the mountains by itself!
You don’t need to pound the rice or grind the flour anymore. When the time comes, the rice beater and flour machine will gush out the white rice flour!
Everyone, think about it carefully. By then, the dry land on the mountains can also be turned into fertile farmland! What kind of good life will the members live in the future?"
"Oh! Water can flow up the mountain by itself!"
"Oh my god, we really don't have to pound the rice ourselves in the future? That's great! Grinding the rice once can be really exhausting!"
"Yes, grinding rice in a stone mortar once is tiring. It also requires three more bowls of rice to be fed. It is such a waste of food..."
Among the crowd, many people really didn't understand what a "broadcaster" was, so some people humbly asked Qi Yong and Zhang Wei for advice.
I saw the young man wearing glasses patiently educating everyone: "Broadcasting means that the electricity is turned on, and then the cadres of the township office sit in front of a microphone, and they can transmit the superiors' thoughts in real time.
Notifications were sent to all brigade headquarters.
Instead of having to rely on correspondents to go to the countryside as in the past, a person from the production brigade will notify everyone one by one. The person responsible for explaining the official schedule to everyone and broadcasting the news is the broadcaster."
Liu Fuguier nodded after listening and came to a conclusion with great authority: "This is a very important and glorious position!"
then,
The people on the carriage looked at the two young men with countless looks of amazement, envy, and reverence.
Only when Luo Xuan heard these conversations between them, his heart couldn't help but move!
Now that I don’t have to worry about food and drink, it would be great if I could find something to do inside!
But I am too young and have no means, so how can I get in?
