Five small vacations, a cameraman came to shaanxi province to pick up the wind in the plains, and a spring rain came, and early the next morning the local film teacher took us along the river, the river was damp, the roads were muddy, the cars went to a town called san. We found a group of women working in the field, red clothes were dazzled in the green field, and they worked in the open, far away with a stick-like tool in their hands, and the local teacher told us that it was a garlic farm, and that women were smoking garlic, so we could shoot local farming。
In this garlic field, a middle-aged farmer's brother walks out of the ground with garlic and looks at us with joy. The local film friend, mr. Z, came up to talk, and the farmer's brother noded his head just to promise, laugh and do his job. After seeing his face full of smiles, we were able to point the camera at him, and after a conversation, he learned that his last name was zhang, who was 52 years old, had grown eight acres of garlic, over three acres, and that a group of villagers had been hired today to help collect garlic, wet air after the rain, and make the garlic softer, which was a good time to harvest and a good quality to sell。
It's very fresh, and we find that zhang's garlic is different from what he sells in the supermarket, that it's about a metre long, that it's tender enough to imagine, that its roots are so white that it's full of beads, that the population's water comes out, that it can't help but taste it, and that mr. W actually eats it, and he says that after his sweet taste, it tastes like garlic. It tastes so good. An older brother who helped tie the garlic said that zhang was rich this year, that he was in trouble, that he had a great deal to do, and that you were promoting him。
She said that she was a photographer, trained and used thousands of dollars a day, and that he was going to make it later, and that it was the first thing to say, to give us information about the equipment, just like the lessons. We listened to her interesting talk, and we used her pause to raise some of our concerns。
It was only then that we discovered that the women were wearing plastic bags and rain shoes on their calves, and that they were prepared, equipped to protect themselves from the tide, and that it was no wonder that they were moving in the fields, even though they said that the wet air floor was wet, long and uncomfortable and that it was hard to do。
The wet legs are already a little heavy, and people have fled the fields and come to the place where the garlic is bound, and an old man wearing a straw hat has come to our attention. He says he's got a good conversation. He says his name is shi, 78 years old, he's got a stick, he doesn't have a big problem, he sits at home and he's not feeling well, and he's moving around. He's getting older, he's sitting on the ground, he's got garlic on his feet, and the master's pay for his work is $60 a day. It's $20 less than a woman。
There are five people in the ground bound with garlic, one being master zhang, one being master ishi, one being an aunt and one being an uncle, and a young man with three bands of garlic, with no specification of the weight, which, according to his own experience, is tied to a specially designed tool, about 10 pounds. The young man whispered to us that zhang's fortune this year was a sham, or a so-called sham. When he was here last year, he was growing garlic, and the price was too low, the price was too low, and the price was too low. He didn't want to pay for it. He was planning to sell garlic this year, because the past year was a smug plant, so he was able to harvest more than 3,000 pounds of garlic, and now the wholesale price is more than 3 pounds apiece, and the only income is $10,000, and the amount of garlic is more than 1000 pounds, and the amount of revenue on a a a acre is more than 10,000
Zhang's land has more than 3 acres, wants to finish the garlic after the rain, hires 11 people today at random, plus two couples and two relatives totalling 15, and has been in the ground for more than 6 a. M. For three hours. It was sold directly to the wholesale market for vegetables in xianyang city, because the garlic in sang town, hingping county, was well known and belonged to a well-known agricultural product。
When we went back to talking to brother cheung, he might be in a hurry to do his work, but he still hasn't got much to laugh at. The temptation of garlic to give us a hundred bucks and let brother zhang bring us some of his own, and then zhang brought us four bundles of eight pounds of weight. He said that geography is not easy to weigh, that you have more than enough, and that you have nothing to lose。
One of the people who walked out of the field with the acquired garlic, and the joy of the harvest spreads over the table. Mr. W said that it was a two-way street, taking photographs of the current development of the local farming industry and eating fresh vegetables. Mr. S. Said that we should be happy with photography, and that we should be happy with the farmers, whose garlic is sold at good prices and brings good income. Don't you think
