Chapter 1852 Decided to Stay 2
The 12-inch TV was too small for Feng Qingxue, who had seen 60-inch high-definition LCD screens, and the picture was not very clear, but it still attracted the elders and villagers of Wanglou Brigade. The scene was comparable to watching a movie.
A bamboo pole was erected at the door of the office, with a light bulb on it, emitting dim light, shining on the crowded heads.
"Fortunately, I didn't leave the TV at home." Feng Qingxue said secretly when she saw this scene.
When she was looking for someone under the dim light, the TV screen suddenly darkened and turned into snowflakes.
The audience sitting in the first row was anxious, "Oh, oh, Xibao, come and see why there is no one, where did the people go."
"It's because the signal is bad." Xibao hurried forward to debug. After debugging for a long time, the snow disappeared and people appeared. It was the news broadcast broadcast on time at 7 o'clock, a program that only started on July 1 this year.
"It's better than the radio, which only has sound but no picture, but it's not as good as movies."
"The movie screen is bigger, but the TV is too small. I can't see what's on it from far away."
"Who told you to sit at the back?"
"Aren't you late? Why didn't you tell me earlier that there was TV to watch?"
"Captain, it's cold, and there's not much work. When will the movie theater come to our brigade to show movies? Captain, you can discuss it with the higher-ups, and treat it as a reward for our bumper harvest this year."
"That's right, that's right, it's been a long time since we've shown movies!"
Hearing the young people around him talking about their opinions, Wang Zhengguo laughed and scolded, "Who said there's no work? People who see work can find work every day, and people who don't see work are too lazy to move even if they have to rush to harvest. I washed a lot of sweet potatoes today, and I'll start to make noodles tomorrow. I haven't found any vermicelli this year, and the higher-ups are urging me."
The faces of the young people fell immediately.
"Tomorrow we will make vermicelli? That's a tiring job, captain, can't we take a break for two days?"
"Rest for nothing, will we get work points if we rest? Will we get money and food? Without money and food, don't you want to get married?" The young man who was speaking was standing, and was kicked on the buttocks. He turned around and saw that it was his father who was angry, and shut up angrily.
Wang Zhengguo smiled as he watched the lively scene of father and son being scolded in front of him.
Father Lu and the old men were very smart, and Xi Bao was flexible. In the past two years, in addition to developing the breeding industry, Wanglou Brigade has also built several semi-mechanical workshops, including an oil mill, a mill and a vermicelli workshop. The vermicelli workshop only works in winter and specializes in sweet potato vermicelli. The quality is so good that it is directly sent to the city for sale and is quite famous.
Feng Qingxue heard it and came over to interrupt and said, "How many days will it take to make vermicelli? I can take some with me when I return to the capital."
Vermicelli is fragile and not convenient to mail. It is difficult to eat sweet potato vermicelli made in the capital.
Wang Zhengguo turned to his niece and smiled, "Whether it's good or not depends on the weather. I can't say how long it will take. The selected sweet potatoes have just been washed and not crushed yet. After they are crushed tomorrow, they have to be filtered twice, and the powder lumps that have been clarified have to be dried, and the paste has to be made. One process after another is very demanding, and there can be no carelessness. The vermicelli has to be dried after it is made."
"So troublesome!"
Feng Qingxue was shocked. She had rarely seen the scene of processing vermicelli. It was rare in her previous life. In this life, she had never been to a vermicelli processing factory. The production teams in the countryside rarely had the conditions to make vermicelli themselves, so naturally she didn't understand the process.