Chapter 237 Thriving
How can there be no fish in the village river?
He Daqing sighed lightly and not only put some fish fry in, he also scooped some more spring water from the space.
As the saying goes, help others to the end and send Buddha to the west.
Now that I'm here, I will naturally do my best within my ability.
As the days passed, it wasn't long before the seeds that He Daqing had people planted slowly emerged from the soil and began to thrive.
It still takes time for vegetables to bear fruit, but leafy vegetables such as greens grow relatively quickly. Within a month, they all appear on the canteen’s plates.
That would have been fine, but people soon discovered that there were fish in the village river, which made the villagers very happy.
They had not eaten meat for a long time since the Chinese New Year. Even when He Daqing came and brought a lot of poultry, he had important tasks to do and they could not eat any meat at all.
It’s okay now. Although I can’t eat meat, eating fish seems to be good too.
Of course, in order to protect resources, He Daqing did not allow private fishing and even sent special people to guard the river. Only people in the cafeteria could fish every day to provide everyone with extra meals.
There is no other way. Without rules, there will be no order. If there is no management, I am afraid that within a month, all the fish fry he put in the river will be caught up.
Life got better day by day. In addition to growing vegetables, following He Daqing's suggestion, the villagers also planted soybeans in their fields.
It is summer now, and it is obviously not practical to grow other crops. Crops in the north basically only harvest once a year and are not as productive as those in the south.
Moreover, because people previously invested all their efforts in other areas of production and construction, a large amount of farmland was abandoned, which was also one of the reasons for the food shortage.
Under He Daqing's organization, all the land near Qinjia Bay was planted with soybeans.
Soybeans have a relatively short growth cycle. If sown in the summer, they will mature around the Mid-Autumn Festival. After harvesting the beans, winter wheat will be planted, and wheat can be harvested again in the summer of the following year.
The most important thing is that beans are good.
Not only can it be made into dishes directly, but it can also be made into bean sprouts, tofu, and even pressed into oil. For today's farmers, it is simply a treasure!
"Manager He, when will this tofu be ready?"
Before he knew it, He Daqing had been here for several months. As the first wave of beans were harvested, the villagers couldn't wait to take out some and send them to the canteen.
Under the guidance of He Daqing, several waiters in the cafeteria also started to make tofu.
Well, although beans can be soaked to grow into bean sprouts, He Daqing thinks it is more practical to make tofu.
People don’t have much oil in their stomachs and haven’t eaten meat for a long time, but if this tofu is well made, it tastes almost the same as meat.
"It should be almost there."
He Daqing took a look and thought the fire was about right, so he poured the prepared brine into it and started stirring it as he poured the brine.
After doing all this, He Daqing put the steaming cloth with holes on top.
When the villagers came to the canteen the next morning, they found pieces of delicious braised tofu in front of the counter.
"Wow, there's tofu to eat!"
"Manager He is such an expert, he even knows how to make tofu!"
"Haha, our Qinjiawan is getting better and better with Manager He here!"
The villagers ate the tofu in their bowls one by one, with happy smiles on their faces.
In the few months since He Daqing arrived, they have witnessed with their own eyes that the Qinjiawan Canteen has been getting better step by step. Apart from other things, their daily meals are now much better than those in other communities.
People from many villages envy Qinjia Bay!
"Manager He, Manager He, your phone is calling!"
Just as everyone was enjoying their meal, suddenly a villager ran in hurriedly and shouted directly at He Daqing.
"Telephone?"
He Daqing frowned. He knew without thinking that it must be a call from Fengze Garden.
Although he had been in Qinjia Bay for a few months, He Daqing always kept in touch with Fengze Garden, and even went back from time to time to hold a meeting or something.
But today is not a meeting day, why did he call me?
He Daqing slowly took off his apron and went straight to the team in the community.
"Hey?"
He Daqing picked up the phone and asked in confusion.
"father!"
Just as I responded, Xu Huizhen's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Dad, my mom gave birth to a girl!"
Upon hearing this, He Daqing was stunned.
He stood there in a daze for a long while before coming to his senses.
Qin Huairu gave birth!
Yes, Qin Huairu was pregnant during the Chinese New Year, and she was about to give birth now. However, when she was really left with a daughter, He Daqing still felt like he was dreaming.
"Hello, my daughter! Hello, my daughter!"
He Daqing grinned.
He already has two grown-up sons. Although he also has some troubles, having a little daughter would add some fun to his life, wouldn't it?
However, Xu Huizhen's voice came from the phone again.
"Dad, the baby is born, and my mom is fine, except... she just can't produce milk!"
Xu Huizhen said embarrassedly.
Over the years, although He Yuzhu has been unable to change his way of addressing Qin Huairu and calls her Aunt Qin, Xu Huizhen is not so embarrassed and has unknowingly changed her address to calling her Mom.
Xu Huizhen is now a mother. In this era, having a child and not having milk is a very serious problem.
"That's impossible. The first time I had this baby, it was full."
Hearing this, He Daqing was also stunned.
He never imagined that Qin Huairu would face the problem of insufficient milk when giving birth to her second child.
"But...but there is no..."
Xu Huizhen on the phone was also quite embarrassed, and her father-in-law and daughter-in-law were frozen for a moment.
"Okay, I see."
After a pause, He Daqing said,
"Tell Huairu not to worry and feed her some rice porridge or something. I'll find a solution right away."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
The problem of having no breast milk is indeed very serious. He Daqing recalled carefully in his mind and found that there seemed to be no women who had given birth near Nanluoguxiang.
Yes, these days, it’s hard to support yourself, so who would dare to have a child?
However, if there are no women, there is only one way...
He Daqing was thinking, and before he knew it, he came to the sheep pen behind the cafeteria.
In the sheepfold, in addition to the ram he had brought over earlier, there were three ewes sent by other brigades for breeding. One of the sheep had just given birth and had not yet been sent back.