The Huotou Army in the township barracks and the Huotou Army in the escort agency have begun to make pickles.

Dig various radish and vegetables into the river to clean them, peel off the broken areas, sort them out, and place them in a large jar with salt.

This seemingly simple pickled vegetable is not made casually in this year. It must be approved by the government, otherwise if you catch it, it will be a crime of beheading your head.

Chao Gai applied for a license from Dongping Prefecture some time ago, which was operated in several counties in Dongping Prefecture.

In the past few days, Wu Yong cut down thousands of good trees from the mountain and arranged for special guards to wait for natural dryness. This took a long process, one to two years.

There are thousands of trees with the thickness of the arm, and this kind of small wood is basically useless, mainly burning fire.

The escort agency and the township barracks were not used up to burn fire.

"Brother, if you take these firewood to the market and sell them, you can get some copper coins."

Chao Gai looked at it and found that there were indeed a lot of people, but now there are fewer people and there are more people in the future, so it is probably not enough.

"The firewood is the most valuable, and a truck is only a few dozen coins. I transport dozens of cars back to the village to give to the helpless elderly people in the village."

"Brother is kind and the villagers are blessed." Wu Yong highly praised it. Although things are small, they can establish great prestige. This is called timely help.

Chao Gai arranged for people to pull 50 mule carts and firewood, and it took about fifty miles to walk back in an hour and a half.

Dozens of firewood trains were parked in the small square in the village. Firewood was everywhere in the countryside. As long as you have basic living ability, every family has something to do.

But this is not absolute. Some elderly people are in their sixties and seventies, and are in poor health, and are unable to collect firewood from the mountain.

"Where is Chao Bin, call Chao Bin."

After a while, Chao Bin arrived and took the booklet.

"The widowed elderly people in one village and two villages have only about fifty people in total, and each family has a truck of firewood to the door. It's cold, so the elderly can get firewood to burn the fire."

When Chao Bin saw that the firewood was good, it was all branches. "Where did the owner transport it from?"

"This is transported from Dongping Prefecture. The remaining branches of the tree were cut down. The lonely and widowed man had no ability to find firewood and send it to them."

Chao Bin was a little worried: "Will this make some people lazy and put all their hopes on the village?"

"So call you here and distribute it according to the list. It will be over 60 years old, without children. We will not send it on a large scale."

"Yes, the owner of the house."

Chao Bin was very skillful in doing things. He quickly copied dozens of rosters. He divided them and distributed them in two groups. This would ensure that no omissions were left out. At the same time, he encouraged his neighbors to help solve the problems of the widowed elderly.

Chao Gaifa Village 1 and Chao Binfa Village 2. As for the newly established Chao Family Village 3, there are no widowed elderly people, and they have long disappeared on the road.

Chao Gai and Dazhuang also gave him a household. This household was not someone else. Chao Gai's old man, grandfather, and Chao Laoqi.

Old Chao is over 70 years old, and his wife has disappeared a few years ago. She has no children, but her health is pretty good.

"Is Grandpa Qi at home?"

"At home, at home. Baozheng is here."

"I gave my grandpa a truckload of firewood. It was cold and I was roasting the fire."

The old man is very affectionate, and Chao Laoqi is very excited and helps unload the goods.

"Eat the fish and meat you gave me. Wear the cotton jacket you gave me, and now burn the firewood you gave me, which makes the old man feel uneasy."

"Grandpa was joking. This is the benefit of the village. We young students are working harder, nothing."

After removing the firewood, Chao Gai planned to leave.

Chao Laoqi grabbed Chao Gai: "Baozheng followed me into the house."

Chao Gai followed Grandpa Qi into the house. Chao Laoqi rummaged through the boxes and found a dusty wooden box.

"Grandpa has a good thing here. When he was young, he saved a tomb robber in the mountains. To be grateful to me, the thief gave me a good treasure, but before leaving, he made a special arrangement that ordinary people cannot use it. They must be great good people to use it."

Chao Gai didn't know anything, he said it was mysterious and mysterious.

When I opened the wooden box, it was made of an eight-sided gold mace made of black iron wrapped in yellow satin. It was less than one meter long and the thickness of a duck egg, and it was less than dozens of kilograms.

Obviously this is an antique, and it still exists for at least three or five hundred years.

Chao Gai held it in his hand and felt that the golden mace was trembling. It was a sharp weapon to break the heavy armor and a sharp weapon for infantry battles. He fought against all the heroes with one mace in his hand.

Simply put, this is a steel bar, but it is only made more exquisite and practical.

The golden mace is exquisitely crafted and very comfortable to hold. Once you hold it, you will have the urge to hit people. Obviously, this golden mace should be a weapon that lies across the battlefield.

"Grandpa Seven, this is too expensive, I can't accept it."

"You kid, I am a lonely old man. I will keep it in the coffin a hundred years later. What's more, this kind of thing is also a disaster for ordinary people to keep it. In this way, grandpa will not give it to you for nothing. One day grandpa gets old, you will be worried about it."

Chao Gai gave a deep gift: "Thank you, Grandpa Qi. I will give you another truck of firewood to Grandpa Qi in a few days. You are so burning, don't freeze in winter."

"Don't worry, just my body is still going out to grab firewood."

When he left the house, Chao Gai felt very moved. No wonder people often say that if you do good things, don’t ask about your future.

Dozens of cargoes of firewood are not worth a few taels of silver. Unexpectedly, they even get a gold mace, and they can even sell hundreds or thousands of guan in an antique store.

Chao Gai felt so happy that he left it to Dazhuang to carry it on his back.

Chao Dazhuang was very happy: "This is good, about 40 pounds, I can move it, and I can carry that overlord gun."

When I passed by the well, I saw a group of women washing vegetables here. This is a deep well. I used a wheel to fetch water. The water temperature was stable, giving people the feeling that it was cool in summer and warm in winter.

Sister Chao Gai was leading the women to clean the lumps and vegetables while talking and laughing.

Making pickles is also a technical job. It needs to be cleaned without any mud and sand. You need to grasp the amount of salt. What date is pickled and what degree of pickled can be eaten. All require rich experience.

"Sister, I started working so soon."

"Of course, there are seven or eight hundred jars."

"Why are there so many cylinders?"

"Uncle Fu bought it from the kiln factory next door in the village. There are a few acres of glutinous vegetables on the farm that can't be sold anymore. They just happened to be collected to make pickles."

The yield per mu of choy is extremely high. It takes four or five thousand kilograms to be planted per mu. If the fertilizer is sufficient, it will be even higher. The price is extremely low, basically three kilograms per cent, which is the most suitable for making pickles.

My elder sister is really unspeakable. She took the people to do it herself and did the work with the women when they talked and laughed.

"Next year I remember to plant the red rice in the snow. That thing is delicious and looks beautiful when making pickles."
Chapter completed!