Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 23 Scale Operation

Chapter 23 Scale Operations

Thanks to the hard work of He Ping and others day and night, the chicks hatched smoothly. A total of [-] chicks hatched in two dustpans in the past two days.

After waiting for two days, it was time to go to the market again. He Ping and Han Zhaojun set off with two big bamboo baskets of chickens on their backs.

This time He Ping still went to Daji in Ping County, while Han Zhaojun went to Santaizi Daji [-] miles away.

It's not that He Ping doesn't want to expand channels, it's just that he doesn't know the way as a traveler.

He Ping's process of selling chicks this time was not smooth, and the delivery speed was much slower than before.

Competitors also appeared in the big market, but they were all on the scale of ten or eight, and they couldn't make a difference.

The appearance of competitors intensified He Ping's sense of urgency. Seeing that it was almost noon, many people at the fair had already started to walk back.

He Ping still had nearly [-] chickens in his bamboo basket that had not been sold, so he decided to go to the county town to try.

Daji is not far from the county seat, just across the Daling River.

After crossing the river, a ten-meter-wide road divides Ping County into east and west parts from south to north.

It was the first time for He Ping to come to the county seat after crossing over. Without the apprehension and bewilderment of rural people entering the city for the first time, the county seat in front of him was far inferior to the prosperity of the urban-rural fringe of later generations.

There is a clean and wide dirt road along the north bank of the Daling River, with many trees planted on both sides, and the trees are shady.

He Ping looked at the west side where the greenery was better and the environment was quieter, and he walked west along the dirt road.

Not far away, I saw a two-story building without a courtyard wall. There was an open square in front of the door. When I got closer, it turned out to be the Pingxian County Government|Government.

No wonder, the environment along the way is much better than the surroundings.

Walking past the office building of the county government, a residential area not far away caught He Ping's attention.

He Ping strolled over and saw that the red brick exterior walls were neat and orderly. Looking into the courtyard, although it was a one-story house, the small courtyard was clean and tidy, and many houses were still planting flowers and plants.

Think about the county government|government not far away, this area should not be a family area.

He Ping was not timid, and walked into the alley with a bamboo basket on his back.

Seeing an old lady enjoying the shade outside, He Ping went over to her and asked, "Ma'am, is this a government family area?"

"Yeah, boy, what do you do?"

"I went to the market to sell some chickens."

The old lady was overjoyed, "Young man, then you have come to the wrong place, no one raises chickens in this area, you have to go to the Drum Tower."

He Ping pretended to be shy and said, "It's my first time to go to the county town to sell things, can I trouble you to show me the way?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you can see it after walking west along the road ahead for a while, it's eye-catching, there are many sellers in that area."

"Okay, thank you, ma'am, you sit down."

He Ping continued to walk west, and he saw a Drum Tower within a short distance.

There are many shops on the lower ridge of the Drum Tower, which is similar to the road of Hongqi Commune. There are many hawkers selling melons, fruits and vegetables on the side of the road.

It seems that at this time the county is not so strict in controlling the individual economy, which is good news for what I have to do.

"Young man, how do you sell this chick?"

Two minutes after He Ping put down the bamboo basket and opened the lid, a middle-aged woman came to inquire about the price, holding a vegetable basket in her hand.

He Ping still used the same rhetoric, "My little chicken can be exchanged for eggs, meat slices, or food stamps."

"Is it okay to buy it with money? I don't have those on hand." The middle-aged woman discussed.

He Ping made a look of embarrassment, and after thinking for a few seconds, he reluctantly said: "That's all right, if it's not late for the market today, I really don't plan to sell it for money."

The middle-aged woman said politely: "Understood, it is not easy for you to go to the city to sell something."

Many people have a misunderstanding about the current rural areas. They think that the rural areas in this period are very poor. This is true, but the key to the problem is not the lack of money. Compared with the lack of money, all kinds of tickets are more scarce.

The production team will be paid dividends every year, and agricultural and sideline foods will be given certain tickets after they are handed over to the state, but they still prefer daily necessities such as grain, oil and food, while other industrial tickets are extremely scarce resources.

It is also a rationing system, and people in county towns can get far more votes than those in rural areas.

That's why this middle-aged woman said that.

After the middle-aged woman bought two chicks, He Ping asked nonchalantly, "Aren't there enough egg tickets in your city? Do you still have to raise chickens yourself?"

"Hey, how can the counting of tickets be enough for the whole family, and the price of eggs is the same as that of pork, how expensive it is."

The middle-aged woman's answer was not as expected by He Ping, and it also strengthened his thinking.

"You walk slowly."

After seeing off the middle-aged woman, He Ping's business became lively, and people kept coming to buy chickens. This also allowed He Ping to see the people's desire for chicken and egg products in the county.

In less than two hours, all the chicks that He Ping had brought back were sold out.

It took more than two hours to walk back to Hantun, but He Ping was exhausted.

I drank a ladle of water in one breath, refreshing and quenching my thirst.

At the same time, I was still sighing, it’s good to be young, after tossing for a long time, drinking some water and resting for a while, I feel my energy has recovered.

In the evening, Han Zhaoguo came back.

"How?" He Ping asked.

"It's all sold out." Han Zhaojun was sweating profusely as he unloaded the bamboo basket.

"Yes, you can rest for a while, and then talk after the rest."

Han Zhaojun sat down and took a few sips of water, "Brother He Ping, tell me."

"I went to Daji to buy chicks today, and found that some people had already sold them. At noon, only 150 of the [-] chickens I brought were sold. I guess it will become harder and harder to sell at Daji in the future. I'm planning to stop selling chicks in Daji in the future."

Han Zhaojun was a little anxious, "What's the matter?"

"Don't worry, listen to me. Later I went to the county town and sold all the chicks, and I inquired about it. People in the county town don't have enough egg tickets. This is a good thing for us."

"You mean selling eggs?"

"That's right. The demand for eggs in the county is very strong, and the gap is huge. This is our opportunity. The demand for chickens in Daji has been saturated. It's time to change our sales direction and types."

"You're right, it makes sense." Han Zhaojun nodded in agreement.

"This is my plan. After the sale of chicks in Daji, the county seat, is stopped, large-scale breeding should start as soon as possible. In the future, our work will focus on breeding. However, the sale of chicks cannot be completely stopped, so For large-scale farming, the cost of feeding is a problem, and we also need to sell chickens to maintain the operation, and we don’t need to sell a lot of chickens, just enough to maintain the expenses of our chicken farm.”

He Ping's analysis was well-founded, and Han Zhaojun thought that it must be the brain of a cultural person, which is easy to use.

 Thanks to the first fan of this book, "Demacia Six", for the reward. The first reward of this book must be commemorated, and a new chapter will be added, thank you very much.

  
 
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