"I'm not asking you to lift the plow, I'm asking you to push the plowshare down. That's right, hold it down!"

After three years of farm work, Ma Renli's skin has become darker, his hands have become thicker, and calluses have already formed on the palms of his palms. They are completely different from three years ago, especially when Wang Zhong and Niu Da boldly took turns beating him, and in

In certain matters, Wang Zhong showed no mercy at all. He never allowed others to help with the tasks assigned to Ma Renli. Ma Renli had to do it himself. Even if Ma Renli wanted to be lazy, he had no chance.

"Yes, yes, that's it. It doesn't take much effort to speed up!"

In fact, plowing is not difficult. Ma Renli has followed him for three years and has done it several times. Lao Ganbang and Three Monkeys also taught him, but this guy's heart is not in the field.

But Wang Zhong didn't tell him this. He gave Ma Renli a certain amount of land to plow every day. If he couldn't finish it and delayed the autumn sowing, he would deduct part of his grain during the next summer harvest and share it equally with other people who worked harder.

Team members.

Wang Zhong was not just talking, he really deducted a lot of food from Ma Renli in the first two years.

Nowadays, food is life. After Ma Renli got hurt a few times, he didn't dare to be lazy anymore.

After an autumn plowing, although Ma Renli plowed the least land, he was the most tiring. However, over the past few years, his body has gradually become stronger, and he looks a bit like a farmer.

appearance.

However, Wang Zhong patted his arm and praised him: "This performance is good, let's keep up the good work in the future! Bankers should behave like bankers, don't keep thinking about this and that."

"Isn't this what you taught me?" Ma Renli forced a smile.

"There's no need to flatter me. Doing your job well is better than anything else."

"Also, your interest in observing weather is good, keep up the good work."

"You have performed well during this period. Come to my house tomorrow for dinner and give you a reward." Wang Chong said with a smile.

"Reward?" Ma Renli was very surprised: "What reward!"

"Aren't you particular about what you eat? I'll make you a particular one tomorrow!"

Ma Renli's eyes lit up and he swallowed subconsciously.

Why did he work so hard? In addition to being afraid that Wang Zhong would deprive him of food, he had also tasted the dishes Wang Zhong cooked. Although they were just simple stir-fried dishes, the taste was better than those made by others, even the most ordinary ones.

The same goes for steamed buns.

In the afternoon of the next day, Ma Renli couldn't wait to come to Wang Zhong's house. As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, he heard the chatter in the house. When he walked in, he found that all the members of the second group were here.

Han Chunmei and Mrs. Jin Hua were cutting meat and washing vegetables. Wang Zhong stood in front of the eucalyptus board and kneaded dough. Looking at the piece of pork belly, which weighed at least two kilograms, under Han Chunmei's hand, Ma Renli couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"What are you doing?" Ma Renli asked curiously.

"Guess!" Wang Zhong pretended to be mysterious.

Ma Renli looked at the Xianggu, day lily, minced garlic, and minced ginger that Mrs. Jinhua was cleaning. She couldn't help but look up at Wang Zhong who was kneading the dough: "Aren't you going to make fried noodles?"

"Try it later to see if it tastes like the one you had in Peiping."

"Here comes the firewood!" As he was talking, the three monkeys came in with freshly chopped firewood, pushed Ma Renli aside, and shouted: "Give way! Don't get in the way."

While the three monkeys were lighting the fire, they said: "If you have nothing to do, go to the backyard and help Lao Gan crack firewood with sticks."

"I..." Ma Renli didn't know how to refute.

"The water in the tank is almost used up. Why don't brothers Renli go and pick up a few loads of water from the well?" Han Chunmei said.

"Okay! I'll go right away!" Ma Renli showed a smile on his face and rushed out immediately.

The three monkeys raised the fire. Han Chunmei had cut the pork belly into pieces. Wang Zhong turned the urn upside down on the eucalyptus board to wake it up. He walked to the stove, scooped out water to wash the pot, brushed it clean, and waited for the pot to dry.

He picked up the earthenware oil pot placed on the spice shelf on the wall, poured oil into the pot, and said to the three monkeys: "Look carefully, if you want to make this fried sauce, you can't have less oil, but you can't have more oil either."

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"Bring the minced meat!"

"Brother, here it is!" The three monkeys quickly brought the cut meat to Wang Zhong.

"It's best to use this kind of fat and lean pork belly when making fried sauce." As he spoke, Wang Zhong poured the meat into the pot and said: "Put in the fat first, and then add the lard after braiding it."

Lean meat, remember to stir-fry, wait until the lean meat changes color, then add..."

Nearly half an hour, almost an hour later, a large plate of fragrant fried sauce came out of the pot. While the fried sauce was cooking, Wang Zhong rolled out the noodles and cut them out.

After the fried sauce came out of the pot, Wang Zhong added three ladles of water to the pot, put firewood under the stove, and continued to burn.

The noodles have been cooked and put in cold water in a large basin.

A large bowl of fried sauce, a small bowl of chopped green onions, a large bowl of shabu-shabu soup, and a large bowl of noodles were placed in the middle of the Eight Immortals table. A few men also placed three bottles of unopened Baigan in front of them.

The six people in the second group sat around the table, Wang Zhong was still in the first place, and the aroma of fried sauce filled the whole room. Except for Wang Zhong, everyone was staring at the plate of tempting fried sauce on the Kang table.

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While Wang Zhong was opening the ceremony, two female comrades, Mrs. Jin Hua and Han Chunmei, were holding bowls of noodles from the basin and delivering them to everyone in turn.

"It has been three years since our mutual aid group was established. Although it is mainly due to God's blessing and good weather every year, it is also inseparable from our concerted efforts and hard work. This summer and autumn harvests are both bumper harvests. We

The per capita output of the second group is the first in the village. If it is more, we will not say anything. Next, we must guard against arrogance and impetuosity. We must not be arrogant and complacent. We must keep up our efforts. I hope our future will be better and better."

"I won't say too much. Everyone ate with open stomachs today!"

"We've been hungry all day, let's eat noodles first and then drink."

"Renli, try it and see how it compares to what you had in Peiping."

Each person poured a large spoonful of fried sauce onto the noodles, and after mixing well, except for Ma Renli and Wang Zhong, the other four eagerly stuffed the noodles into their mouths.

"too delicious!"

"fragrant!"

“It smells so good!”

"Ever since I was a child, I have never eaten noodles that taste so delicious!" The three monkeys were so moved by the food that they almost shed horse urine.

Ma Renli was a little polite at first, but when he took the noodles into his mouth, his eyes immediately widened with a look of shock on his face, and then like everyone else, he quickly shoveled the noodles into his mouth, taking big gulps.

Chewing.

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Two words: delicious.

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

Seeing everyone devouring their food, Wang Zhong couldn't help but smile, and poured himself a bowl of wine leisurely.

"Brother, don't drink alone! We have to offer you a bowl first!" Seeing Wang Zhonggang pouring wine for him, the three monkeys immediately put the bowl down, poured a bowl for themselves, and gave it to the old man next to him.

Dry sticks were also poured into a bowl.

Ma Renli poured himself a bowl.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing the three men about to toast Wang Zhong, Jin Hua's sister-in-law stopped: "Although I am a lesbian, it's not like I can't drink. The captain will take care of us and lead us to have a good harvest."

It's been several years, and things are getting better and better. Even though I'm a woman, I still know how to be grateful, and I have to give the captain a bowl."

As she said this, Mrs. Jinhua had already taken the bottle of Baigan from Ma Renli, went to get a bowl from the cupboard, and poured herself a bowl.

Seeing this, Han Chunmei also took a bowl and poured a bowl.

Sister-in-law Jin Hua stood up, picked up the wine bowl, and said to Wang Zhong: "Captain, I won't say too much. It's all in the wine. I'll give you a toast."

Han Chunmei, Lao Ganbang, Three Monkeys and others also stood up and picked up their wine bowls, just like the others.

Wang Zhong also stood up, picked up the wine bowl, and said: "I have received everyone's thoughts. Let's not say any polite words. We have to go on living this day. We must continue to work together in the future to complete the production.

If you do it well, your life will be better."

"Let's work together to improve production and live a good life!"

"Done!"

"Done!"

After a few words, everyone became a little excited. They brought the wine bowl to their mouths and drank it all in one gulp.

The meal brought the two groups closer together.

Having worked as a farmer in Maixiang Ridge for several years, the murderous aura accumulated in "Shuangji Town Swordsmen" and in the Return of Home Corps a few years ago have slowly dissipated.

As he experienced more and more copy worlds and his knowledge became wider and wider, Wang Zhong's pursuit was not that high. He could learn from Mr. Wuliu and spend his days picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan.

Don't have an experience.

In the past few years, in addition to practicing a few sets of boxing skills every night to practice weapons, Wang Zhong has practiced less and less on pile skills. However, the two hours of breathing and practicing Qi in the middle of the night have never fallen behind, and the Qi accumulated in his body has never failed.

It also became more and more profound. Wang Zhong vaguely felt as if he had touched a bottleneck. Maybe he would be able to make a breakthrough after practicing for a few more months.
Chapter completed!