After lunch, Ran Qiuye and other women returned along the same route carrying baskets and wooden barrels to tidy up the house.

The men rested for a while and continued working.

There is strength in numbers.

This is proven here.

One hundred and ten people worked around the five construction sites for most of the day, and finally completed the renovation of the original pig pen.

Looking at the heightened and thickened walls and ceiling, and the wooden piles erected one after another, everyone felt a sense of accomplishment.

"The next step is to put up the shelf and put on the film!"

Yang Xiaotao said on the side, although the greenhouse in front of him was a bit rough, it was already the fastest speed.

The most important thing is that it does not affect use.

On the side, Lao Jin and his grandfather were sitting on a cart talking.

"I haven't worked for a long time, and it hurts when I do it!"

Lao Jin rubbed his arms and sighed. Even though he was three years younger than Mr. Yang, when it came to work, he really couldn't keep up with his speed.

Mr. Yang picked up the cigarette pole again. In comparison, this kind of dry cigarette is more powerful when working.

"You can have a good sleep tonight!"

The grandfather was smiling at the side. There were many common topics between the two, especially when fighting Japanese.

Now they have worked together, and with Yang Xiaotao's presence, they have become more cordial to each other.

"That's true! But it's so cold here!"

Mr. Yang smiled after hearing this, "You will get used to it after living here for a long time."

"In the past, we had to work hard to wear cotton-padded jackets at home, but now that life has improved, children can run in the snow."

"Yeah, compared to before, it's better now!"

Lao Jin held a cigarette in his mouth and sighed.

"When you have time to go to Shanghai, I will take you on a boat trip on the Huangpu River~"

Mr. Yang smiled and said, "I have been to the Yangtze River, but not to Shanghai. I followed the boat to Jinling at that time..."

Hearing this, Lao Jin laughed and said, "I forgot about this. But Shanghai is much better now than before. There are all kinds of good things!"

After hearing this, Mr. Yang puffed his pipe twice and asked, "Is there a greenhouse?"

Hearing this, Lao Jin frowned and thought for a while, and finally said, "No!"

"oh!"

Mr. Yang responded, and Lao Jin looked a little confused.

Then I heard Mr. Yang ask, "Speaking of which, although we are as busy as dead dogs, we really don't know what this greenhouse is!"

"If Xiao Tao hadn't come back and asked what the greenhouse was for, we wouldn't have known we could still farm in the winter!"

"This thing sounds strange."

Hearing this, Lao Jin nodded silently. He had only heard of it, but he really didn't understand how to do it.

"This greenhouse was just like a greenhouse in the past! Our country has had it since ancient times!"

The old principal next to him opened his mouth to explain, and several people looked over.

"Of course, this is just like getting ice in the summer, it is the privilege of the rich and powerful!"

The old principal lamented, "In the past, the princes and nobles would have people build a greenhouse in order to satisfy their appetites in winter."

"This thing is not simple. It requires not only dedicated personnel to take care of it, but also specialized technology. A greenhouse consumes more materials than ordinary people in a year."

"It's as warm as spring in there, which is perfect for growing vegetables and fruits."

"But it can only be enjoyed by the upper class. It is a waste of money and people, and it would be nice if the people at the bottom can have firewood to burn."

The old principal said and looked at the crowd not far away, "This time, we are not building this greenhouse for some noble lords, but for the working people!"

After everyone heard this, they all nodded and looked at the greenhouse with different colors.

This belongs to the working people!

On the other side, Yang Dazhuang and others followed Yang Xiaotao and listened to how to build a greenhouse, memorizing each one carefully.

Yang Xiaotao said that this greenhouse was not built for temporary needs. It might be possible to grow vegetables in the future.

By then, you can also eat leeks in winter.

A few people didn't dare to be careless, and everyone followed and listened.

"The growth of plants in a greenhouse mainly depends on sunlight and temperature."

"This thing can be understood as a separate space, or it can be regarded as spring."

"So, this wall must be thick so that it can block the northwest wind!"

Yang Xiaotao patted the newly thickened brick wall. After filling it with soil, it has reached a thickness of one meter, so that it can effectively maintain heat.

"During the day, we must let the light shine in through the greenhouse film, so that the plants inside can receive sunlight..."

"So this film is very useful. It must not only meet the light transmittance, but also be strong and not break when poked. It must also..."

Yang Xiaotao said, and Yang Shitou on the side listened and asked, "Brother Tao, do we have such a good film?"

Everyone also looked over, and Yang Xiaotao's heart sank.

This question is also what Yang Xiaotao wants to know.

You know, in order to purchase this batch of films, the Alliance is opening its mouth.

The price has increased tenfold!

If it weren't for the fact that the country had earned a lot of foreign exchange during this period, and the herb was in urgent need, the higher-ups wouldn't have readily agreed.

Even so, he spent a lot of money in a humble manner.

This also makes people in China realize that sometimes, you can’t buy things just because you have money.

Just like special medicines for treatment, you can sell them to obtain foreign exchange, but if you use the money to buy things, others will earn it back at a higher price.

This is the advantage of a seller's market.

The difference is that now China also has certain advantages, which are much stronger than the original Konglai.

As for exchanging goods for goods, using medicines in exchange for materials and machines that are urgently needed in the country, the foreign trade side is negotiating on this, but it is not as difficult as buying enough.

If I had known, it would always be a small group of people who have the right to speak abroad, and their policies would not consider the life and death of the people at the bottom.

Seeing everyone around him looking at him, Yang Xiaotao showed a confident smile.

"Our country is organizing scientific research units to develop it, and it won't take long to have it ready."

"But we are in a hurry to use it this time and the scale is so large, so I bought some from the alliance for emergency use. Don't worry, we will have our own film in the future."

Hearing what Yang Xiaotao said, the people around him were also greatly encouraged.

"This film must be de-iced and snowed in time so that it can retain heat and prevent collapse..."

Yang Xiaotao continued to explain. Although everyone did not see the greenhouse being built, they could still imagine what to do.

"You also need to pay attention to the temperature at night. It must be well controlled and not too cold. If it is too cold, the seedlings inside will freeze to death."

"So the soil used in the greenhouse must be good soil, and pig manure must be used. It would be better if there is chemical fertilizer, so that it can grow vigorously in winter..."

With Yang Xiaotao's explanation, a group of crop experts gradually understood what a greenhouse is, how to operate a greenhouse, how to grow food, etc...

Just as Yang Xiaotao was leading people back, Yang Shitou, who was falling behind, suddenly muttered, "It's so cold at night, how much firewood do we need to burn!"

Yang Xiaotao was walking in front. Hearing this, he immediately laughed and said, "Actually, it won't take much, just put a blanket on top of the film!"

"What blanket?"

Yang Dazhuang suddenly spoke on the side with a complicated expression on his face.

Yang Xiaotao was also suddenly stunned, and then looked at Yang Dazhuang, "Uncle Dazhuang, there are no straw blankets in the village?"

Grass blanket?

Everyone looked at each other.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao realized that it seemed that he had overlooked an important thing!

…

Yangjiazhuang, brigade headquarters.

It gets dark early in winter. It's just after six o'clock now, and it's already so dark outside that I can't see my fingers.

In the house, the stove was boiling water, and a little steam was rising from it.

There were a group of people around, some leaning on the table, some leaning on the wall, and some leaning on each other.

About ten people crowded the room, but they remained silent.
To be continued...