Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 108 Yingcheng Agricultural College

The time has passed the first month, the fourth day of February, and the vernal equinox.The river thawed, and the treetops outside gradually sprouted buds.

The old uncle Cai found He Ping, and the feed for the chicken farm could hardly keep up.

"Can't you? Let's dig more earthworm ponds and buy some corn, wheat bran, rice bran, Chinese cabbage and so on." He Ping didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

"He Ping, no...that's the thing, we can't...expand the earth...worm pool, it's too close to the reservoir, it's easy...to cause big problems, it's better to change...to another place."

He Ping realized that this was his own problem. When he first started working, he only knew about mang, but now the problem of the chicken farm is gradually exposed.

"Now... in the beginning of spring, every family... uses feed. Our feed... sources are too small, so we have to find a way."

"I see. Uncle Cai, you will stand up for a few days first, and I will think of a way here."

After Xu Laocai left, He Ping thought for a while. In the past, chicken farms were small businesses, and it was enough to have an old man like Uncle Cai who tended poultry.

But starting from this year, the scale of the chicken farm has expanded geometrically. With the knowledge and ability of the old man who wants to provide technical support for such a large-scale chicken farm, let alone He Ping himself is worried, I am afraid that the old man himself He didn't have a clue in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have come to tell him what he said just now.

It seemed that it was time to invite some professionals to help. He Ping thought about riding his bicycle to the commune post office.

Seeing He Ping coming, Mao Chunhua asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'll come over and make a call."

The phone was dialed, and after waiting for a few minutes, the other side called back, "Hello, Yuejin."

"Brother, what's the matter?"

"I remember the last time we had a Chinese New Year dinner, was there a logistics director from your Yingcheng Agricultural College? What's his last name?"

"There is such a person, surnamed Xiong."

"Okay, I see, I just want to confirm with you."

He Ping hung up the phone, and took out his notebook, "Director Xiong... Xiong, here it is."

He Ping called Yingcheng Agricultural College according to the notebook on the phone, and asked for Director Xiong by name.

After a while, a rough voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello, who is it?"

"Hey, Director Xiong, I'm He Ping, from Hantun Chicken Farm, we had a drink on the fifth day of last month."

"Oh~ Brother He, whoops, why did you remember to call brother today?"

"Hey, didn't I ask my brother for something?"

"What's the matter?"

"I can't tell on the phone. Are you free today? How about I visit your place?"

"Okay, come here when you're free. But let's agree in advance, I may not be able to help you with your affairs."

"Don't worry, my brother will never do anything to embarrass you. This matter is easy for you. Then let's make a deal. I will go to your place later, and you have to wait for me. "

He Ping hung up the phone, and Mao Chunhua asked, "What's the matter, what happened?"

"The chicken farm is expanding too fast, and the feed can't keep up. I thought about going to Yingcheng Agricultural College to find some professionals to help." He Ping explained.

"So that's the case. Do you want to tell my dad?" Mao Chunhua suggested.

"No, the chicken farm is not a public business after all, so it's inappropriate to tell your father."

After talking about the business, the two got bored for a while. Before He Ping left, Mao Chunhua asked: "My mother asked you to come to my house for dinner on Zhou Tian."

"Okay, got it."

He Ping rode his bicycle to the passenger station and got on the bus to Yingcheng. It took almost two hours to arrive at Yingcheng Agricultural College.

Looking at the dilapidated school badge in front of him, He Ping was a little surprised.

Yingcheng Agricultural College was founded in 1948, and has used several names: Liaodong Provincial Agricultural Specialized School (before the founding of the People’s Republic of China), Liaodong Provincial Andong Agricultural College, and Liaodong Yingcheng Agricultural School.Finally, in 1975, Yingcheng Agricultural School, Yingcheng Agricultural Mechanization Research Institute, Yingcheng Agricultural Mechanization School, Liao Provincial Agricultural Research Institute, and Liao Provincial Accounting School merged to form Yingcheng Agricultural College.

It can be said that Yingcheng Agricultural College has been a well-known agricultural school in the south of Liao Province since its establishment. It is unexpected that after decades, it still looks like a junior high school.

He Ping was stopped in the school communication room, the same uncle in the same world, and he was let in after calling Director Xiong. This is the benefit of knowing acquaintances, otherwise he would need a letter of introduction.

"Oh, brother, you are a rare visitor." As soon as he entered the office, Director Xiong warmly held He Ping's hand.

"Brother, don't be too polite. Brother, I'm here to ask you for help today." He Ping said straight to the point.

"Come on, let's sit first. Tell me what's the matter, brother, as long as you can help, brother will never say anything."

He Ping sat down, "That's what happened. Our chicken farm is relatively large now, and there is something wrong with the feed. I don't think that brother, your place is the most authoritative place in our agricultural and animal husbandry in southern Liaoning. I specially came here today to ask for advice, and I also want to ask about large-scale farming, I hope you can help guide the way, brother."

As soon as He Ping finished speaking, Director Xiong slapped his thigh, "Hey, what do I think is the matter, that's all! Brother, you have found the right person. We dare not say anything else in Yingcheng Agricultural College. Agriculture and animal husbandry are in our southern Liaoning, and that’s definitely the case.”

Director Xiong gave He Ping a thumbs up, and he continued, "You are a chicken farm, right? Let me think about it, and I'll find someone for you."

After speaking, Director Xiong went out. After a while, Director Xiong brought a middle-aged man in his mid-century with gold-rimmed glasses into the office. The middle-aged man was wearing a white shirt, very elegant, but dirty. The vamp reveals his expertise.

"Come on, brother, let me introduce you. This is Teacher Xu Haishan. Teacher Xu is the first batch of graduates of our agricultural college after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Big take."

Xu Haishan spoke softly and with a slight Shanghai accent, "Director Xiong is too polite. I am a teacher and I cannot afford such a compliment."

He Ping immediately went forward and held Xu Haishan's hand, "Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you. Hello, Mr. Xu, my surname is He, ordinary Ping."

Xu Haishan replied politely: "Hello."

After the introduction, Director Xiong briefly introduced He Ping's situation to Xu Haishan, and Xu Haishan was very surprised after hearing it.

"Team-run enterprise?" He really didn't expect that there is such a large-scale team-run enterprise in Liao Province. It seems that the young man in front of him should be a capable person. He thought about the situation in front of him and didn't speak for a while.

(End of this chapter)