I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 413 412. The whole team comes to farm together (I wish you all the best)

   Now the small commodity wholesale market in Shanghai has become the main channel for Wang Yi to make money, and he made a lot of money, making him rich and becoming a local tyrant.

  This time Ma Liu and the others went back, Wang Yi was going to let him start secretly selling color TV sets, and now the income is even more impressive.

  Ma Liu has inquired about the prices of Venus color TVs in shopping malls and the black market. At present, the largest 24-inch color TV can not be sold in the market. It is too conspicuous. Wang Yi mainly sells small 14-inch color TVs.

   This color TV model is C37-401, and the price given by the shopping mall is 1150 yuan and a TV ticket.

  The price in the black market is also 1,150 yuan, no ticket, one-handed payment and one-handed delivery.

   But the small color TVs that Wang Yi tinkered with were all used goods, so they could not sell for 1,150 yuan. He told Ma Liu that they would use 1,000 yuan for takeout.

   Don’t look at the fact that it is only 150 yuan cheaper, but Ma Liu judged that this color TV can be sold at the price of 1,000 yuan.

  The vast majority of people who buy color TVs in the black market are households with 10,000 yuan from rural areas.

The   10,000-million-dollar households are rich, but they are very good at living. After all, they have come from hard times. They buy color TVs for two purposes, one is to watch TV programs, and the other is to bring them back to the village to show off.

  The old color TV can watch TV dramas just like the new color TV, there is no difference in this point.

   They show off the color TV case. As long as the case is clean and new, they can go back to the village and show off that they have bought a new TV.

   Therefore, the TV sets Wang Yi tinkered with can meet these two needs, and their prices can be more than 100 yuan cheaper, which is quite competitive among households with 10,000 yuan.

   There are people who would rather spend more money on a new TV, and there are people who would rather spend less money on a TV set.

   The business in Hudu is booming, and life in Tianya Island is booming.

  The members prepare for games during the day and study homework at night. Time passes quickly.

  No. 26 is Frostfall.

  This is a day to move towards winter, the next solar term is the winter solstice, and winter is coming.

   However, the last wave of cold snap has passed, so the temperature of the outer islands has increased compared with the previous days.

   Just the day before, I boldly led a few laborers to the city to bring back the vegetable seedlings and film. Today the weather is warmer, and Wang Xianghong decided in the morning to mobilize all the labor force except the students to grow vegetables.

   The work of planting vegetables is not easy, because you have to turn the ground.

   It can’t be said that I took vegetable seeds and seedlings to the ground to scatter. It’s so simple to plant. You have to turn the ground and make a ridge, and then it’s your turn to plant vegetables.

  After planting vegetables, you have to water them immediately.

   Turning the ground is the heaviest work, and you need to turn over the ground little by little with a hoe, and smash the dirt out.

   In the past, this was the work of strong women in light labor, but today they are trying to rush to grow vegetables, and they are not efficient enough, so it is better to have strong labor.

  Eating dinner early in the morning, the morning sun was rising, and the golden sunlight spread all over the earth, dispelling the chill of many days, and the old men and dogs in the team were so warm and dozing off.

   And the strong laborers are in high spirits and gearing up.

   They were holding the guy and waiting on the ground, waiting for Wang Xianghong to arrange work for them.

   But Wang Xianghong did not arrange the work of turning the ground.

   He said to Wang Yi before and after he came to the largest field: "Yesterday I knew that I was going to the city to pick up seedlings. I arranged for weak and semi-labor workers to come and clean up the weeds. Look, it's pretty clean, right?"

  Wang Yi looked at it and nodded: "It's pretty clean, then let's start work?"

  Wang Xianghong said: "Okay, if you think you can hit the ground clean, then we will start work."

  To hit the ground is the dialect of hoeing and turning the ground.

  Wang Xianglai scratched his nose habitually and said, "Then guys, let's start building it?"

  Wang Xianghong said: "What are you doing? What are you doing here with your hoes? Go home and change the poles, go and fetch water first, and prepare the water."

   Wang Xianglai asked subconsciously, "Then who is going to hit the ground?"

  Wang Yi moved the rotary tiller pushed by the cart and said, "The machine is here to hit the ground. This thing hits the ground quickly, well and delicately!"

When the machine was displayed, Bold was the first to ask: "Is this machine used for digging? This is the rotary tiller? I heard on the radio that now there is no need for people to dig the land in the Northeast and North China Plains, so this is the way to go. guy!"

   "What kind of guy is this? Ground machine?"

   "Your ears are really hard to use. If you listen to three or four, they all say that this is a rotary tiller."

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, the rotary tiller is different from the one in the northeast. It is a big machine. It is pulled by a tractor, and it can be done in two minutes with two round trips per mu of land."

   After hearing this, many people were stunned: "Ah? Can the machine be finished with such an acre of land in two minutes?"

   "Just this little machine? I can't tell. It should be the same as a flour mill, right?"

Wang Yi explained: "I'm talking about a big machine that can cover an acre of land in two minutes, but although this machine is small, it is a four-stroke and has a lot of power. People can hold it and push it forward. It can go as fast as one can push it!"

  The members quickly gathered around, and soon surrounded a three-storey inside and three-storey outside, with their feet cocked and their necks stretched, all curious to see this machine that can automatically hit the ground.

  The rotary tiller uses gasoline instead of gasoline. Wang Yi bought a four-stroke machine in order to save trouble. The two-stroke machine on the market has to add oil to the fuel tank. That thing burns oil!

  The four-stroke rotary tiller has a 300cc engine with about 30 horsepower, so despite the fact that the machine only weighs one hundred pounds, its power is equivalent to thirty horses pulling a cart.

   But this power is only for the rotary tiller, no matter it moves forward, someone has to drive it forward, like a large rotary tiller is pulled by a tractor.

  Wang Yi still had a class in the morning, so he definitely couldn’t be a human tractor, so he found Wang Xianglai, Daan, Wang Dongyang, Wang Xianghai and other burly laborers to learn to use the rotary tiller with him.

  Where have the members seen this automated farm tool?

   They call farming "serving land" because they have to use traditional farming tools to clean up the land little by little, just like servants serving the master before.

   So Wang Yi poured gasoline on the machine's fuel tank and they were excited. They called friends, invited three and four, and they all ran to see the machine that "can hit the ground by itself".

   Even the old man basking in the sun knew that this was going to come over, and they asked strangely:

   "And a machine that can hit the ground by itself? What kind of machine is so sensible?"

   "Machine is sensible now. That flour mill was made by the sun, and now the machine can grind the ground by itself. All of them have come to our country to build socialism with the proletariat."

   "It doesn't seem like this ground machine is driven by the sun, it has to drink gasoline..."

   "Then it's not as sensible as a flour mill."

  The old people chatted and laughed.

  Wang Xianghong saw that this small machine wanted to attract the whole team to watch, so how should the farm work be arranged?

So he pointed to Liu Hongmei and said, "Director Hongmei, take your Iron Lady to collect potatoes. It's time to collect these potatoes. I have collected them today and I will come and pick them up in the next two days. When that time comes, I will hit the ground again and I will use them to grow potatoes. Build a greenhouse on that land!"

  Wang Yi asked: "Do you want to collect potatoes today?"

   Potatoes are a good thing. Like sweet potatoes, they help the Chinese people solve the problem of hunger and satiety in the stage of backward agricultural development.

  The yield of sweet potatoes is high, and potatoes are planted frequently.

   In a cool place like the outer islands, three seasons of potatoes can be planted in a year, in spring, summer and autumn, and potatoes can be harvested almost all year round.

   For example, spring potatoes can be dug when they are mature in May, summer potatoes must mature in July, and autumn potatoes are mature in October and November.

   Liu Hongmei called a group of people to leave, and Wang Xianghong arranged work for the other deputy team leaders or party members, and asked them to count the manpower to start work.

  Wang Yi also started work here. He greeted a few strong laborers and said, "Listen, no matter what machine you use, pay attention to three questions for me!"

   "The first problem is safety, the second problem is still safety, and the third problem is still **** safety!"

   He stared at a few people and said, "This machine has a lot of horsepower, something with 30 horsepower, do you understand what it means?"

   "The strength of a horse is a horsepower, we all understand." The men nodded in succession.

Wang Yi said: "Yes, so this machine has a lot of power and strength. Its gears have a ripper and a ditching knife. We will use this ripper first. Look at how sharp it is. It's as sharp as the horsepower. , what will happen if you run over someone?"

  Wang Xianglai came up and touched the blade of the ripper, and couldn't help smacking his lips.

Wang Yi said to him: "If you don't pay attention to your safety and get caught on your leg by this thing, then you can wait for the rest of your life to enjoy the filial piety of your family, Wang Dongzhu. He has to take care of your eating, drinking, and moving for the rest of your life. "

  Wang Xianglai hurriedly said: "I can't drag my kid like this. Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I will definitely pay attention to safety."

   In fact, this machine is not that dangerous. It has a protective cover outside the gear. This protective cover is very loose. If the gear is pressed into the soil, the ground will push the protective cover up.

   And once the machine is out of the mud, the protective cover falls immediately so that the gear cannot touch people.

  It takes at least three people to drive this machine.

   One pushes forward in the back, and two pulls in front.

   Of course, it is enough for one person to pull it. It has a lot of power, and it will easily break the soil during rotary tillage.

   But the two pull the machine in a V-shape, so that even if the machine leaves the ground, it will rush forward and will not hurt the person pulling the car in front.

  Wang Yi checked that the machine was fine. He pressed the oil bubble with his left hand, opened the damper, and pulled the starter handle with his right hand. Then the engine on the rotary tiller began to roar.

   He is now sturdy and muscular, with both hands pressing down on the armrests, the gears 'chichi' burrowed into the soil, hitting the hard soil loosely and delicately.

"Walk!"

   He shouted, and Wang Xianglai, who pulled the rope in front of him, and Wang Xianglai began to stoop and lean, like trackers on the Volga River.

   They are as strong as cattle.

   is also very willing to use strength.

  The members were watching, so the two of them leaned down and tensed their muscles as they stepped on the ground and walked forward.

  The rope was pulled straight, like a steel bar.

  Wang Yi is lighter here, just press the machine down, and the two people in front will drag the machine forward.

   The three of them strode forward, and fine soil appeared behind them.

   Wang Xianghong immediately grabbed it, just like robbing money.

   He grabbed a handful of soil and twisted it in his hand, laughing: "Good guy, good guy, this is really a good guy!"

   "It's no wonder that Duke Deng wants to be a powerful country with science and technology. This **** needs high-tech guys to farm!"

  Others stepped forward to check the situation.

   They tried the depth of the rotary tillage and exclaimed: "30 cm is no problem, right? This machine is really powerful, much better than ours."

   "That's for sure, the captain just said, this is a high-tech guy, this is a good thing for a technologically powerful country!"

   "With this, it will be easier for us to farm in the future, and we won't have to start with us in the future!"

  The length of this field is 60 to 70 meters, which is quite long. Usually, it takes an hour for a person to wield a **** to dig a ridge.

   But using this machine, it takes two or three minutes to walk back and forth!

   The gap is too big.

  The members watched as Wang Yi and the three walked farther and farther with the machine, and watched as they held onto the machine and got closer.

   After they came back, some people couldn't help applauding: "Okay!"

   After playing back and forth, Wang Yi first turned off the machine.

   More than a dozen people came over immediately and asked, "Lai Zi, are you tired?"

  Wang Xianglai saw a little sweat on his forehead. He wiped it nonchalantly and said, "Small meaning, it's almost like pulling a net, let's go, let's just dry this piece of land!"

  Wang Yi handed the machine to Wang Xianghong and smiled: "Captain, try it out."

  Wang Xianghong pinned the cigarette rod into his belt, and said cheerfully, "Just try it—the main thing is to press down the machine, right?"

  Wang Yi nodded and said yes.

   Wang Xianghong was no less powerful than him, and when he went up to start the machine, he pushed the gear down and shouted, "Comrades, let's go!"

   The three of them walked forward immediately, and there was soft soil behind them.

  The members on the ground nodded one after another: "Mr. Wang, this machine is good, it's really a good thing."

   Wang Yi said with a smile: "Well, machines are designed to liberate the productivity of our people, and they are all good things."

  An old man also said: "This machine is working too fast, the sparrows have no time to eat the worms."

   In addition to loosening the soil to make them more oxygen-rich, it can also dig out bugs. There are quite a few birds on the island. Whenever the ground is turned before planting, the birds will fly to eat the bugs.

  Wang Yi had never seen such a scene before and said, "It's okay, insects can be dealt with with pesticides."

   "But then you won't be able to catch sparrows." The old man shook his head regretfully, "It's delicious to burn sparrows."

  Although sparrows are no longer the four pests, they are not the national tertiary protected birds in the future. The members like to catch sparrows and go home to improve their lives.

  The people on the outer islands hate sparrows just like the inland peasants. Because of the lack of land on the outer islands, many people grow millet and sorghum. These grains are resistant to drought and alkaline soil and do not require so much fertility.

   However, if they are harvested a little later, they will not only cause grain loss, but also attract bird damage. The most common one is sparrows, even in the outer islands.

  The sparrows especially like to eat crops such as millet and other crops, and they like to live in groups. Whenever they fly, they will come in a large area. If they are not driven out in time, the crops will be damaged.

   In this case, catching sparrows and eating them has become fashionable. The common people can solve the problem of craving meat and protect the food, killing two birds with one stone.

   Wang Xianghong went to work, and the members who had been kicked away by him ran over to see it.

   They were amazed by the high efficiency of the rotary tiller.

   Soon the machine came back, Wang Xianghong turned off the machine in high spirits, and the black and red face was shiny.

   He patted the machine, squatted down, and pulled off a little bit of mud stuck to the gear. Wang Yi said, "It doesn't matter, this place is sandy soil, and it won't stick to much soil on it."

   Zhang Aiping said with a smile: "It won't work when we get to our side later. Our side is an inferior place. It's full of glue and must be sticky."

  The land in the team is divided into three grades, high-grade land, medium-grade land, and low-grade land, and clay land is low-grade land.

Its biggest problem is that it is not breathable. The soil is sticky when it rains, and it can even accumulate rainwater. When the drought occurs, the soil will dry up and crack. Therefore, the crops planted in a good year will have a little harvest. Not even the seeds can be recovered.

  Other lands depend on the sky for food, this kind of land is not provided by God.

   But even so, the team members are regarded as treasures.

  Wang Xianghong said: "It's okay, I have this good machine this year. Later, we will dry the clay ground several times, and make sure it is as fluffy as flour before planting vegetables!"

  Wang Yi asked: "This is useful?"

  Wang Xianghong said: "It's definitely useful. That's how the clay soil is. You can get more food by hitting twice than once, and you'll get more food when you hit it three times and five times!"

Boldly smiled and said: "With this guy, I won't be afraid to clean up the clay soil in the future. It used to be the most troublesome place, and the soil is too hard after it's hardened. Oops, it takes enough effort and time to smash an acre of land here. It's gone!"

  The others laughed: "It's an exaggeration, but it's no problem to say that one point of hitting the clay ground can hit three points of the sandy ground."

Someone complained: "It's nothing to smash the clay soil, do you remember that we planted several mu of millet in the field last autumn? After several times of plundering, we took care of it carefully. At that time, the crops were still growing well, and the members hoped that there would be more crops. Take some grain, and divide it into two taels of large yellow rice."

   "As a result, it was autumn, and the harvest was about to take place. It rained heavily, and several acres of millet were flooded. The millet over two feet high could only see the ears..."

   "I will never forget this for a lifetime," boldly took his words. "It was the autumn equinox, and the rainstorm fell in the middle of the night. In order to grab the crops, the captain led us to work in the middle of the night."

   "It was really cold that night. We didn't understand it at the time. I guess there was a cold current coming. Half of the people who went into the water had leg cramps." Wang Xianghong frowned when he mentioned this.

   As boldly said, he will never forget that night's work for the rest of his life.

   He is the captain, the patriarch, and a model worker, so he will take the lead in this kind of work, and he will do it longer than others.

   In fact, that night he also had cold leg cramps, but he just gritted his teeth and desperately lifted his leg to dry it.

  The taste of leg cramps is unpleasant. He can only use the deeds of Comrade Shaoyun, a special combat hero of the Volunteer Army, to motivate himself: Can leg cramps hurt more than being burned by fire? Endured to move forward, anyway, the legs can not be broken.

   After he grabbed the food and came up from the muddy field, he really didn't dare to move at all, and his cramped legs hurt for the next half month.

   But he didn't tell anyone what was going on, he just said that his bones were weak with age.

  Wang Yi found it difficult to hear what the members said, shook his head and said, "That's a lot of trouble, why bother?"

   Wang Xianghong smiled and said, "Have you ever suffered from starvation? My good teacher Wang, why are our farmers called peasants? Because the crops are our lives!"

   "As long as we can get more food, as long as we can make the children eat two more bites, then we farmers will have to work no matter how hard or tired they are. This is how our ancestors came down."

"Haha, hardship? Hardship is right. Landlords and capitalists only want to enjoy happiness! We party members have to do work and work, and this work is the most fair. So it doesn't matter if you endure hardships, as long as you gain something!"

   said, he waved his hand and turned his head and said, "Come on, come around again, quickly finish here and go to the clay to dry."

   Zhang Aiping waved to Wang Yi and said, "Come on, Mr. Wang, I'll take you to pick up potatoes. They're all fresh potatoes. You can make potatoes for the students at noon today."

  Wang Yi said: "Okay, there are fresh potatoes, right? So, today, the team will grow vegetables together, and I will make stewed pork ribs with potatoes and kidney beans for the big guy!"

Xiang Yuhuan, who was next to   , drooled when he heard this: "Haha, is there another good meal to eat?"

  Wang Yi smiled and said: "Yes, after the group activities, there will be a good meal."

   Xiang Yuhuan laughed and said, "Aren't we going to work collectively every day?"

   Zhang Aiping asked her, "Don't we have a good meal every day? Did your family eat rice yesterday? You can smell the aroma."

   Xiang Yuhuan said with a smile: "Well, my niece led her son-in-law to my house yesterday, and asked a colander to help him make a chili fried chicken for him to eat. It would be delicious for him to eat with rice."

   Potatoes, radishes, Chinese cabbage, these are three life-saving vegetables in winter.

   Therefore, there are many potatoes in the team, and they use 25 acres. There are many people in the team, and there are not many people in the team.

   In addition, potatoes are very useful in winter, so they belong to the hard vegetables in the outer islands. When trading and business operations were not allowed in the past, potatoes were popular in the outer islands for food.

   Zhang Aiping introduced to Wang Yi that compared with other crops, millet and sorghum will ripen a little later, and the harvest season is almost until the cold dew.

   At this time, the fields of many production teams are good, and they are all high-quality fields. If you grow potatoes quickly, you can harvest fresh potatoes for food.

   She smiled and said, "This year, we don't need to cut millet and sorghum. Now our team has enough food to eat, and we don't like to eat sorghum rice anymore. It's really a good life."

   Then she introduced to Wang Yi that it was difficult to pack millet and sorghum. To cut millet is to cut the ear of millet from the pole, and to cut sorghum is to pull the ear of sorghum off the pole.

  This work is not heavy, it is all done by women, so the labor is low, cutting a sheaf of millet or picking up a sheaf of sorghum is only two centimeters of labor—this one is a large sheaf.

   It seems that Zhang Aiping is a capable woman. She can cut 50 bundles in one day. How many work points is that? 10 work points only!

Of course, she is a light laborer, and she has the same work points on weekdays. The problem is that she is capable, so she only has 10 work points. For example, a woman who cannot do this work may have six or eight work points in one day. Half-worked!

   At this time, some potatoes have been collected, Zhang Aiping said: "Second Uncle, you cook two fresh potatoes for Teacher Wang, and let him taste the wildfire potatoes from our fishing family."

  The yield of potatoes is also very high, just as amazing as sweet potatoes. It is often three to five thousand catties per mu. For example, in 22 years, high-yield potatoes can reach an astonishing yield of ten thousand catties per mu.

  Wang Yi looked at the ground and asked strangely: "The ground here is okay, I can't see any glue and soil quality..."

   Hearing this, the surrounding members burst into laughter.

  Wang Yisan smiled and said, "What's wrong? Am I making a joke?"

   A woman leaned on the handle of a shovel and said with a smile: "Of course this is not a clay soil. The clay soil has to go a long way. In a mud pond, this is sandy soil."

   Zhang Aiping said, "Don't laugh, don't laugh. Teacher Wang is a scholar. He doesn't do farm work. What do you laugh at him for?"

   She said to Wang Yi easily: "Potatoes are a good thing. Like sweet potatoes, they like sandy loam the most."

Wang Yi nodded: "Yes, sweet potatoes are sweet potatoes and potatoes are potatoes. They both like sandy loam soil, because there is enough air in the sandy soil and good drainage, which is good for root growth. Sweet potatoes and potatoes, we eat them all. roots."

  The women pointed at him and said to Zhang Aiping, "Look, Mr. Wang doesn't do farm work, but he knows everything."

   "Mr. Wang is really an expert. It's different if you have culture. The experts from the city also said what he just said."

   "Is there an expert in the city?"

   "I came here. At that time, we called on our outer islands to grow sugar beets. The expert came to our production team to introduce the situation in person. At that time, he said that our sandy land is suitable for growing sweet potatoes, potatoes and sugar beets."

   Wang Yi does understand this aspect. He has studied the weather conditions of the production team and the types of crops suitable for the soil environment.

   So he simply said: "Yes, sugar beet likes neutral or slightly alkaline sandy soil, which matches our land environment, but why doesn't our production team plant it?"

  Some older women said, "We've been growing sugar beets here for six years. When did the sugar factory build in the county?"

   "In 65 years, the eldest of my family was just born that year."

   "Yes, 65 years, and then the sugar factory needs sugar beets and sugar cane and the like. We definitely can't grow sugar cane here, so we grow sugar beets."

   "Did the sugar factory close down later?" a young woman asked, "I remember running a sugar factory. When I was a child, I even picked up candy chips to feed the pigs."

   Zhang Aiping said: "It closed down a long time ago, and now the ironware factory was built in the factory building of the former sugar factory."

There was a fire next to   , and an old man put some dry branches that fell to the ground. He couldn't see where the potatoes were, and then he also came to participate in the chat:

   "Riva, can you still pick up the beet chips? Okay, our team also sent people to pick them up at that time, but the result was a lot of fights, hey, the angry captain wouldn't let them go."

  Wang Yi asked: "What fight?"

  The old man said: "Beet chips can be fed to pigs, just to fight over this thing."

The person next to him gestured and said, "Mr. Wang, haven't you seen the beet chips? What's the matter with the beet chips? It's the beets, you want to go into the factory to get the sugar, and you need to take out the bottom of the beets, one by one. This is the candy flakes..."

   To fight for something to feed the pigs.

   This is the once poor outer island.

  Zhang Aiping looked around and said, "Okay, don't patronize and say, everyone in the group is working, we can't be too backward, let's go, let's do it too."

   "Mr. Wang, wait, the potatoes can be cooked before you start class. You can take two potatoes and eat them. You can also eat one for Teacher Xiaoqiu. It's delicious."

   The old man winked and said, "I can eat it all."

   Zhang Aiping smiled and said, "How much did you burn? Let the captain know and criticize us."

  The old man said: "You can eat what you plant. This is called relying on mountains to eat mountains and water to drink water, and relying on potatoes to eat potatoes!"

   The others laughed even more when they heard this.

   Then he started to throw off his arms and continue to work.

   The chill in the early morning was naturally relatively heavier, but the members soon became hot and began to take off their clothes to wipe their sweat.

  The labor scene is very hot.

   Zhang Aiping introduced to Wang Yi that it was easy to produce potatoes this year, because in previous years, the strong laborers had to go to the ground, and the light laborers used shovels to dig out the potatoes in the front, while the weak laborers and half laborers picked up potatoes with baskets in the back.

   Now that there are rotary tillers, the strong laborers are freed, and they can do the light labor work before, just pick potatoes with light labor.

   Zhang Aiping said with a smile: "If there is a machine for collecting potatoes in the future, haha, that would be really brisk."

  Wang Yi said: "There will be, there will be bread, and there will be milk."

   Potato harvesting machine...

   Now American imperialism and Soviet Russia have flooded.

  The rotary tiller slid across the sweet potato fields that had been harvested before, and the fields turned from hard to fluffy.

   Then this machine also has the function of opening ridges. The soil ripper is replaced with a ditching knife, which can open the ditch, so that the members can use a **** to close the ridge at the back.

   Now, the efficiency of the production team has greatly increased, and the employees are much more relaxed.

After   relaxation, the members have the mood and energy to do other things, such as baking potatoes.

  After the fire on the top of the ridge went out, the second uncle went up and pushed away the wood ashes, and pulled away the hot soil to reveal the potatoes that were cooked in high temperature below.

   It happened that the members of the club were resting, and many people swarmed around to grab potatoes. Some were picked with a stick, some were planed by hand, and they were eaten when they were taken out and smashed.

  Second Uncle found two medium-sized ones for Wang Yi, hehe smiled and said, "Try it, the new potatoes are delicious when cooked."

  The food was also delicious. The sand and soil on the potatoes were wiped off. They were very rude and ate the skin.

  The steaming aroma swirled in the autumn wind, and the hooked person swallowed his saliva.

  Wang Yi should eat more carefully, he peeled the skin and took a bite to eat slowly.

  The members eat very boldly. Some of the potatoes are too hot. They are anxious to eat and **** in the cold air. Some are anxious to eat and choked.

   is like a gorilla.

  Wang Dongfang came to look for Wang Yi with his clothes in his pockets. When he arrived, he smiled and said, "Oh, have you eaten? Okay, I thought our side was positive, but I didn't expect your side to be more positive."

   "Come, Mr. Wang, take these potatoes back to eat."

  He came to deliver roasted potatoes to Wang Yi.

  Wang Yi waved his hands and said with a smile: "Everyone eats separately, it's delicious to eat together."

   This is not polite.

  The current variety of potatoes is common. Although they are fresh potatoes, they are not delicious when they are cooked. Wang Yi doesn't think they smell good after eating them.

   But the atmosphere is good when everyone is scrambling to grab baked potatoes.

   He will quickly forget the smell of roasted potatoes.

   But even after many years, he couldn't forget the scene where the big guys sat together and ate hot potatoes with grinning eyes.

   The sea breeze in late autumn began to bite.

  The warmth of the roasted potatoes warms the heart.

   (end of this chapter)