1983: From Land Sharing to Household Ownership

"Brother, those big and small wild boars at home have eaten too much."

After lunch, the four brothers and sisters sat in the large living room to rest for a while, Wan Jun said worriedly, "The sweet potatoes and corn cobs you bought in the city three days ago are almost eaten up by them again."

Although today's sweet potatoes and corn cobs are worthless, those big and small wild boars are too edible.

Almost every two or three days, Wang Qiang would go to the city in the morning to buy a few cartloads of grains. If things go on like this, spending money is a small thing, but exhausting the three girls is a big thing.

"Is that so..."

Wang Qiang was a little embarrassed.

It seems that he made a mistake.

It is not realistic to want to accumulate money by raising a large number of wild boars, given the lack of hands.

The three younger sisters' main work every day is feeding wild boars and collecting pig manure fields. They are very busy all day.

If the number of wild boars in the pig house continued to increase, they would not be able to keep busy.

"Well, since it's so troublesome to raise wild boars, we won't raise pigs in the future."

Wang Qiang thought for a while and corrected his mistake, "From tomorrow onwards, I will take time every day to go to the city, increase shipments, and sell all the wild boars that weigh more than 100 kilograms raised at home."

"Only one big boar and two sows are left, as well as small pigs under 100 catties. When those little pigs grow to about 100 catties, they will all be sold."

"In the future, our family usually only raises a dozen or so wild boars, so it's good to ensure our own source of meat."

He decided, "In the future breeding industry, we need to raise more chickens, ducks and geese. Anyway, it's free-range, just feed it casually every day."

"When these big wild boars are sold, I will go to the village to buy chickens, ducks and geese in large quantities, and I don't need to go to the city to buy seedlings."

There are hundreds of wild boars in today's pig farms, and it will take at least half a month to sell most of them.

However, the wild boars in the nearby mountains were almost caught by Wang Qiang, so there was no need to continue catching them.

After listening to what my brother said, the three girls also agreed very much. It was much easier and more convenient to keep chickens, ducks and geese.

Of course, the easiest thing is to keep all kinds of wild fish stocked in the artificial lake, and you hardly need to worry about it.

After perfecting his family's future breeding direction, he learned the lessons of this disorderly expansion, which made him suddenly wake up: golden fingers are not omnipotent, at least in this modern society, they are not omnipotent.

Chatted with the three girls for a while, mostly talking about the road construction in the village today.

After half an hour, Wang Qiang walked out of the house, ready to continue to open up wasteland at the foot of the mountain.

He first called A Cai and the other big dogs, and strengthened the four bitches one by one.

This golden finger can only strengthen a single object, which makes people feel a little unsatisfied.

With the disappearance of the forty points of merit, the four bitches have grown in size, their hair is shiny and shiny, and their big eyes are bright and full of agility.

Like Ah Cai, their eyes are full of spirituality.

Wang Qiang tried to command them for a while, and as expected, they already understood human words and truly opened their intelligence.

Animals that have opened intelligence and animals that have not opened intelligence are completely different things.

For example, a cheetah that has turned on its intelligence, once it understands the essence of human guerrilla warfare, coupled with its absolute speed advantage, it specializes in sneak attacks. Drop a normal mercenary squad.

"A Cai, Xiaobai, Laohei, Dahuang, Xiaohuang, you guys, you must take good care of your house in the future. The most important thing is to protect the safety of Wanjun and the others."

Wang Qiang called the five big dogs one by one and taught them a lesson.

Sure enough, including Ah Cai, the five big dogs nodded, indicating that they understood.

After explaining clearly, he turned and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

The tools for land reclamation were not brought home at noon, but were placed at the foot of the mountain.

Their own fields and forests have formed a primary protection circle, and there is no need to worry about losing them.

With his bare hands, he walked briskly, and soon came to the spot where the wasteland was opened up in the morning.

Wang Qiang bent down and picked up the farm implements on the ground, waved them vigorously, and continued to open up wasteland.

At the foot of the Dacha Mountain, there are shrubs, tall weeds and large and small stones in many places, making it difficult to open up wasteland.

Some places are full of jagged boulders, and it is impossible to open up wasteland, and you have to go around.

Many stones and most of the big trees are immovable, and they have the effect of preventing soil erosion in the mountains.

But most of the cluttered stones can be mined and utilized.

Wang Qiang also intends to mine them and build several mountain roads paved with bluestone slabs to facilitate going up and down the mountain in the future.

However, that will be discussed later.

Not only that, he still has many ideas, and he will experiment one by one on the big tea mountain in the future.

When you are concentrating on your work, time often flies by quickly, and before you know it, it is evening again.

"In the afternoon, about four acres of terraced fields were reclaimed. This labor efficiency is enough."

"The innate divine talent I acquired today is really amazing. After a whole day of high-intensity labor, I didn't even feel tired at all."

Wang Qiang stood up straight, looked around, and was very satisfied with the results of the afternoon's labor.

Sure enough, the physical fitness was doubled again, and the effect was amazing.

Labor efficiency is far more than just doubling.

He didn't go home immediately, but carried the big wooden barrel that was placed here yesterday, fetched water, and added a drop of spiritual fluid...

He watered the transplanted bamboo roots not far from the side.

For a long time in the future, while reclaiming terraced fields at the foot of the mountain, I will use spiritual liquid to irrigate a large number of bamboo roots transplanted nearby, killing two birds with one stone.

After that, he thought about it for a while, then carried the big wooden barrel and walked quickly up the mountain.

About ten minutes later, Wang Qiang came to the edge of the natural lake on the mountainside, filled a bucket of water with a large wooden bucket, and dropped a few drops of spiritual fluid.

Carrying a large wooden barrel, he came to the front of several large tea trees not far away.

These big tea trees are the only few hundred-year-old wild tea trees on this big tea mountain.

They all grow individually, with intervals ranging from a dozen meters to more than a hundred meters.

Every century-old tea tree is growing well.

What Wang Qiang wanted to do was to use spiritual liquid and water them frequently to see if he could cultivate an evolutionary and mutated old tea tree.

Of course, this type of mutant plants specially cultivated by diluted spiritual liquid, no matter what kind of agricultural products produced in the future, he will not sell them.

He wouldn't do it stupidly if he set himself on fire.

I am used to seeing all kinds of shady stories and routines in later generations, especially some indifferent dignitaries. Their ruthlessness and bottom line are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Wang Qiang is not an ordinary teenager now. For the sake of some money, he would naively go to trouble.

Now that there is no shortage of food and drink at home, the real good things should be kept at home to enjoy, isn't it fragrant?

Making a fortune in silence is sometimes wrong.

When you make a fortune, you will inevitably leave some clues. After exposing your treasure, a pair of black hands that you can't see will reach out to you...

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Wang Qiang carried a large wooden bucket and poured the diluted spiritual liquid on the roots of these centuries-old tea trees.

Afterwards, he quickly descended the mountain with a large wooden barrel.

Back at the foot of the mountain, the sky gradually darkened. He packed up all kinds of tools and headed back home.