Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 310
Brother Zhenkai has developed in the capital for many years. Since the poem "Answer" came out, he has become one of the most respected poets by the majority of literary youths.

Where are the most literary youths these days?It must be a university, and it would be perfect for him to recruit people to translate American classics.

"Next, take a look at this book..." He Ping threw a book to Brother Zhenkai.

"This is?" Brother Zhenkai looked at the gaudy cover and the traditional "Tian Long Ba Bu" on it, and was a little puzzled.

"Haven't you read the martial arts novels in Xiangjiang?" He Ping explained.

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it."

Given Brother Zhenkai's previous urination, he should really disdain reading this kind of book.

"I discovered it in Nanshan. Now with the reform and opening up, some cultural products from the sea have gradually spread to us. I think our next key development project can be placed on this."

In the past, Brother Zhenkai would never have taken a serious look at martial arts novels, but after He Ping's long-term influence, he has no prejudice against these things.

"Now that the market is starving for food, any book should be published. Why did you fall in love with this book?"

"It's not that I fell in love with this book. These are novels published many years ago. I think there should be a wider market for this type of novel."

Brother Zhenkai flipped through the book "Tian Long Ba Bu", "Let me look back."

"It's okay, don't worry about this matter. For the time being, you still focus on the organization of the series."

"okay, I get it."

The 27th of the twelfth lunar month is the day when the team kills pigs for the new year.

He Ping went to the chicken farm for a stroll in the morning, and Han Zhaojun reported to him the situation in the past two months. The chicken farm was developing rapidly, and there was no change because of He Ping's departure.

"Good job, Zhaojun. From now on, I will leave the chicken farm to you."

"Brother He Ping, I can't do it, I..."

"Man, how can you say no?"

"I……"

The chicken farm has now reached the time when everyone can operate without it. This is the state that a healthy enterprise should have.

It was time for him to let go, He Ping thought to himself, it was impossible for him to put all his energy on the chicken farm.

After the chicken farm was finished, He Ping ran to the pig farm again. At this time, the pig farm was full of excitement.

"What's the situation?"

Seeing that He Ping came back, Professor Guo said to him with a smile on his face, "The slaughterhouse is here to catch pigs."

"It's already 27, why did you come to catch pigs?"

"Wow, this has been caught for half a month, and they come every day. It is true that there are too many pigs in our pig farm. At the end of the year, they don't have enough people."

That's how it turned out, He Ping watched the circle of fat pigs running wildly under the siege and interception of the pig catchers, he couldn't help but smile on his face, and even those desperate roars became extraordinarily pleasant.

In the 80s, the country had not abolished unified purchase and marketing. The pigs raised by the farmers had to be handed over to the production team, and then the production team would hand them over to the non-staple food department for grading, and then hand them over to the slaughterhouse for slaughter, and then to the non-staple food department for sale.

In this set of procedures, farmers or producers are not qualified to price or sell, which is why pork is in short supply these years.

"The demand for pork this year has increased a lot compared to last year, and non-staple food stores did not expect such a large demand for pork this year, and they are not prepared at all."

He Ping thought to himself, where is this going? The national demand for pork has just begun. Look at it in ten or twenty years.

He watched the second senior brother with a fat head and big ears being caught and weighed, and then pulled into the car, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but crack, it's all money!
"At the end of the new year, it will be just in time for our live pigs to grow. The average growth cycle of this batch of piglets is 148 days, and the average weight is 132 kg. Generally speaking, it still meets our expectations. The next batch of piglets will be born one after another. There are a lot of pigs, and the piglet output is expected to reach about 8000.”

Professor Guo reported the current situation of the pig farm to He Ping, which was relatively close to what was expected, and the hard work of this year was worth it.

"Professor Guo, you have worked hard this year." He Ping said gratefully while holding Professor Guo's hand affectionately.

As a professor of Northeast Agricultural College, Guo Wenxing is an absolute high-level intellectual. He has no worries about food and clothing, and is decent. However, he condescends to come to such a small place as Hantun, and circles around a small pig farm. He Ping is full of Professor Guo. with gratitude.

"Don't be so polite. I came to work in Hantun voluntarily. After this year, I have regained a lot of the energy I had when I was young, and enjoyed the feeling of starting from scratch and starting from scratch." Professor Guo smiled. Said.

These two days are the busiest time for the pig farm this year except for the sows giving birth, and Ding Youcai is also watching here all day long.

After talking with Professor Guo, He Ping chatted with Ding Youcai again. Unlike the content of the conversation with Professor Guo, what He Ping said to Ding Youcai mainly focused on the dividends at the end of the year.

Talk to someone, Professor Guo didn't come to the pig farm for money, while Ding Youcai was purely a worker.

What He Ping said made Ding Youcai smile, and he was waiting for the pig farm to pay the money tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

It took the people from the non-staple food store and the slaughterhouse a whole morning to finally catch all the pigs. Because the output of the pig farm was too large, they didn’t go through the production team. The team just sent an accountant to collect them. The people in the non-staple food store graded these pigs on the spot.

The person in charge was also an acquaintance of He Ping's—the little fat man Chen Xianfeng, who was Liu Aixia's potential suitor.

"Pioneer, why are you here today?" He Ping greeted him.

"Hey, isn't it busy? There's no one here! This year's Chinese New Year is really busy for us, and the people are so enthusiastic about shopping." Chen Xianfeng said half complaining and half showing off.

"Just be content, please explain that your non-staple food department is doing well."

Chen Xianfeng laughed a few words, the good performance of the department has nothing to do with him, it is nothing more than sending out more things.But he has more opportunities to go to the countryside, and his gray income is much higher than before.

Sure enough, when he was leaving, He Ping asked someone to put a basket of eggs and 10 catties of pork on his bicycle, "It's Chinese New Year, and there's nothing to give away. Try our Hantun local specialties."

Chen Xianfeng smiled wrinkled, "Come on, I won't be polite to you."

"They're all brothers, so why not be polite."

After seeing off Chen Xianfeng, the hustle and bustle of the pig farm fell silent. Now there are hundreds of sows with piglets in the pen besides the breeding pigs.

"Okay, that's it for today. Professor Guo, Master Ding, let's go to the team headquarters to eat pig dishes!"

(End of this chapter)