Chapter 176 Handing over food

Yang Dazhuang looked at Mr. Yang and others who were energized and not tired at all after staying up late. He didn't say much in his heart. He just watched a few old people calculating with pens and paper.

Yang Dazhuang did not dare to disturb them, so he turned around and walked aside, looking at the piles of grain and feeling relaxed.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around and walked into the brigade headquarters. When he came out, there was already a long gun on his back.

The barrel of the gun exudes a cold air, which is very noticeable in the early morning.

"Militia, assemble!"

There was a cold shout, and those who were still laughing on the top of the grain pile heard it, jumped down immediately, and ran to line up in front of Yang Dazhuang with a roar.

Soon, the young girls, wives, old women and children all around them dispersed to one side, leaving an open space in the middle.

Yang Dazhuang stood in front with a solemn face.

Five minutes later, people running from home joined the team one after another, and the four rows were lined up neatly.

Yang Shitou ran out and said, "Report to the captain that the militia team has assembled."

"58 people were supposed to be present, but actually 58 were present. Please give instructions."

Yang Dazhuang nodded with satisfaction and looked at everyone.

"Everything is done, take a rest!"

Wow

"Comrades, our village's harvest has come this year."

"As you can see, it's a good harvest, a bumper harvest."

Yang Dazhuang waved his palms, with an excited look on his face.

Everyone below was equally excited, there was so much food, no need to starve!

"But our mission is not completed yet."

"It is the task of our militia to protect the food before it is delivered to the town."

“Are you confident you can finish it?”

"have!"

A group of strong young men roared together.

Infected by the sound, even the women and children around him became excited.

"good."

"I will assign tasks next."

"First team, you cooperate with the children's team and be responsible for the presence of the guards."

"yes!"

"The second team is responsible for guarding the brigade headquarters and granary."

"No one is allowed to come near without the permission of the village leader!"

"Yes, I promise to complete the task!"

"Teams 3 and 4 will take a temporary break and rotate every half a day. Don't slack off!"

"yes."

"Now, the commanders of each unit receive their weapons and carry out their missions!"

Everyone dispersed, while Yang Dazhuang was waiting in the yard for the final result.

The same scene was staged in several surrounding villages.

Soon, teams were patrolling these rural fields. The leading squad leader carried a gun on his back. Some of the militiamen behind him were holding red-tasseled guns, and some were carrying large blades with serious expressions.

Any disturbance is their focus.

Another day passed. In the brigade headquarters of Yangjiazhuang Commune, a group of people gathered around the table, waiting for the results.

"I've done it three times, it's not wrong."

Mr. Yang held the notebook in his hand with a smile on his face.

The elders and senior officials of the surrounding villages were all smiling.

Yang Dazhuang took the book, read it again and again, and finally shouted happily to the people outside.

"One hundred and ten thousand catties, one hundred and ten thousand catties!"

There was a burst of cheers outside the door immediately.

Someone next to me added, "The yield per mu is 500 kilograms. It has not been so much in recent years."

When I heard the news outside, I was shocked again.

"Five hundred catties, sir, five hundred catties."

"Oh my God, if I weighed three to four hundred pounds before, it would be considered a blessing from God. My dear!"

"This is only half of the land. If all this land is planted with this kind of corn, hoohoo, quickly calculate, how much will we have left."

"Damn, I don't have enough fingers to count!"

"You blind idiot!"

"you are not?"

"Yes, yes, we all do, but there are so many damn ones."

"That's right! Our village will definitely not have to go hungry this time!"

"Then you still need to say..."

There was endless chatter outside the door, and everyone was frightened by hunger.

Especially since last year, the public surplus grain has increased a lot. Throughout the winter, people in the village have been living with empty stomachs.

The adults were okay and could tolerate eating some wild vegetables, but the boys in the family were growing up, and they had no energy to make noises if they didn't have enough to eat.

After a long time, the people who work are hungry and have no energy.

Now, everyone has expectations in their hearts.

Yang Dazhuang carefully put the notebook into his arms, then patted his chest with a smile on his face.

Everyone around you will also smile.

They naturally have an account in mind.

The wheat harvested this year is only about 50,000 jins, and the other 20,000 to 30,000 jins are scattered, adding up to a total of 200,000 jins.

This is 30,000 to 40,000 kilograms more than usual for the same period of the year.

Yang Dazhuang was thinking that he would pay more public surplus grain this year than last year, and then subtract the rations left by the village to grow grain.

After doing this, there are still three to four thousand kilograms left.

This includes the food rations for the whole village.

As long as there is so much food in the autumn, Yangjiazhuang will be completely free from famine, and there will be no more hungry people.

In an instant, several people in the room smiled.

"Master, let me do the math. Apart from what we handed in, each family left at least three thousand kilograms!"

"Our village has become a surplus grain village!"

Yuliang Village is not easy in this era, but it represents an increase in productivity.

In this kind of village, not only can there be enough food, but it is also famous far and wide for the young people in the village to find wives.

Mr. Yang's face remained calm despite the laughter, but in his heart, like everyone else, he was excited about the harvested food.

He took out the unopened cigarette box from his pocket, opened it with trembling fingers, then took out one and placed the rest on the table.

When the people around him saw it, they all picked it up and shared a cigarette with each other. In the end, Yang Dazhuang put the cigarette box in his pocket. This cigarette was of great use.

Everyone lit a fire and the room was filled with smoke.

"Big and strong."

Mr. Yang suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention.

"Master, tell me!"

"Well! Let me ask you, how much grain did your village support from the country last year?"

After Mr. Yang asked, everyone in the room lowered their heads.

There wasn't much food in their village last year, or in other words, in the entire countryside, if they wanted to complete their mission, they didn't have much food on hand.

Finally, when we can no longer survive, we have no choice but to ask the country to help us.

Yang Dazhuang said without thinking, "Master, last year we owed one thousand kilograms of coarse grains!"
To be continued...