Mountain Village Chicken Tycoon

Chapter 25

The composition of chicken coop manure includes three parts: chicken manure, water and chicken shed litter, among which the chicken shed litter consists of shredded wood chips, broken wheat straw and a small amount of fine sand and soil.Litter can account for one-third of the chicken pen manure, and the main components of the chicken pen manure are chicken manure and water.

For example, the white-feathered chickens raised by Zhao Qingshan have a relatively low ratio of meat to feed. For every catty of meat they grow, they only need about 2 catties of feed.Of course, like their inexperienced farmers, the meat-to-feed ratio must be higher, about 1:2.2.More mature farmers can control the meat-to-feed ratio below 1:2.

All in all, after Zhao Qingshan's 12000 chickens are slaughtered, about 60 tons of chicken manure can be produced.

A tractor full of chicken coop fertilizer is about two tons, that is to say, 60 tons of chicken coop fertilizer can hold 30 tractors.

A tractor sells for 50 yuan, and these 30 vehicles can be sold for 1500 yuan.

Ma Jinchang’s daily salary is 60, and if they go to the slaughterhouse for 45 days, the total salary expenditure is 2700 yuan. In fact, the chicken ring fat alone can guarantee most of the wages of the workers.

Of course, there are chicken pens and dead chickens. The next step is to invest some money to build a set of biogas power generation equipment. If it is used to generate electricity, the income will be much higher than selling it to fruit farmers.

In fact, chicken ring manure has many uses. In addition to being used to top-dress fruit trees, it can also be used to raise fish, which is also a very good development direction.

Of course, these ideas are only in Zhao Qingshan's mind now, and they can't be realized yet.

If these ideas are to be realized, money is needed, but now Zhao Qingshan can't afford so much money.

His money has other uses.

He wanted to raise a group of social chickens, and he felt his opportunity was coming.

It took three days for Liu Yuren and the others to clean up all the chicken coop manure on the side of the chicken farm and sell it to the fruit farmers on the side of Huangzhuang.Then everyone cleaned the chicken coop and shed again, prepared enough litter, and everything was ready to stop, just waiting for the next batch of chickens to be loaded.

He contacted several chicken fry factories and broiler chicken processing factories, and has been inquiring about the price of chicken fry and the purchase price of white feather chickens.

The market price of chickens is regular. If you can grasp this law and choose the right time to raise chickens, you can maximize your profits.

In his previous life, Zhao Qingshan's work was also related to sales and marketing, so he did a lot of research on sales and marketing.

Recently, the market price of white-feathered chickens has fallen sharply. As for the reason for the decline, it is because the farmers' enthusiasm for breeding in the early stage was too high, which led to concentrated slaughter and an imbalance between supply and demand.

Of course, when there is no profit, farmers’ enthusiasm for raising chickens will drop, and then the next step will be less slaughter, and the price will rise again. Chicken farming will start to make money, and everyone’s enthusiasm will rise again.

This is a cyclical process, and farmers who can really step on the right rhythm will continue to make money.

Zhao Qingshan knew that the timing was very good.However, the price of chicklings is still falling. At the peak, chickens cost [-] yuan a piece, but now they cost [-] cents.

However, Zhao Qingshan is still waiting.

Because if he wants to raise market chickens, he must guarantee [-]% profit.

Seeing that there was nothing to do on the chicken farm, Zhao Qingshan gave Ma Jinchang and the others a two-day vacation. He estimated that the price of chicks should drop to the lowest after two days.

Paid vacation, where can I find this job.

Ma Jinchang, who was on vacation, had nothing to do, so he wandered to the door of the village committee to watch others play poker.

There are not many entertainment items in the village, and playing poker is considered an entertainment item that everyone is keen on.

Ma Jinchang had just stood there for a while, when he heard someone behind him say, "Brother Jinchang, why didn't you go to Dongling today?"

Ma Jinchang looked back and saw that it was He Zhongheng, a villager from his own village. He smiled and said, "The boss gave us a holiday."

He Zhongheng said with a smile, "Is your boss planning for a salary of 20 yuan a day? Dongling will not live long, and your boss is not willing to give up this salary?"

Ma Jinchang shook his head and smiled: "Our boss is not so stingy, we still get paid after two days off."

Sun Wei, who was playing cards, looked up at He Zhongheng, and said enviously, "Zhongheng, that kid from the Zhao family has made a lot of money, so he doesn't care about the 32."

He Zhongheng's eyeballs rolled around, and he helped everyone by asking: "Hey, Brother Jinchang, Qingshan, how much money can you earn by raising such a batch of chickens?"

Seeing everyone looking at him, Ma Jinchang said proudly: "That's quite a lot, it's a thick stack."

Sun Wei gave the cards to the person next to him, patted Ma Jinchang on the shoulder, and said, "A pile of one hundred or ten?"

"Of course a hundred, I saw it with my own eyes."

Hearing what Ma Jinchang said, He Zhongheng felt itchy in his heart.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Jinchang, is it easy to raise chickens in the shed?"

"Of course it's easy to raise. Feed them water and feed. When the time comes, just wait and count the money."

Someone nearby saw He Zhongheng asking this and that, so he asked: "I said He Zhongheng, you ask this and that, are you planning to raise chickens too?"

"He Zhongheng raises chickens? That has to be done by a hardworking person, and he can't do it."

When He Zhongheng heard it, he became a little unhappy: "I said Zhao Ming, what do you mean? You mean I'm lazy?"

"Hey, He Zhongheng, I didn't say this. Your wife washes clothes by the Beihe River, and she doesn't laugh at you for being lazy. The whole village knows it, so let me say it."

When the people around heard it, they burst out laughing.

He Zhongheng felt bored here, so he went home sullenly and sullenly.

When he got home, he sat down on the chair, took a look at the teacup, and found that there was no water, so he threw the teacup aside.

"What kind of fire is this? Are you full?"

He Zhongheng's wife, Shen Yue'e, walked in with a large stack of pancakes.

"It's pancakes all day long, and I can't even eat a dumpling."

He Zhongheng likes to eat dumplings, but Shen Yuee seldom makes dumplings for him because He Cong doesn't like to eat dumplings.

"Hey, He Zhongheng, why do you have the face to say such things? Do the math, how long has it been since my daughter came home, why don't you go and have a look? It's been a long time since my son has bought new clothes, why don't you go buy them? Look at other men, which one is not thinking of ways to make more money, how about you? You hang around my waistband all day, what's the point?"

Shen Yuee folded the pancakes with her butt pouted. He Zhongheng watched, feeling aggrieved in his heart, so he thought of finding a way to vent, and then came over and hugged his wife.

"You bitch, I can't cure you today?"

Seeing that her man was getting stronger, Shen Yue'e yelled loudly: "He Zhongheng, what are you doing? It's broad daylight, you, you hold your hand, how embarrassing you are to be seen."

He Zhongheng pushed Shen Yuee to the bedside, and after a while of snorting, Shen Yuee pulled up her pants, looked back at the time on the wall clock, and said angrily: "You don't even look at the time, Xiao Cong will be back from school soon , how bad it would be for him to meet him."

"Who told you that I know how to wear women's waistbands all day long?"

"Look at your ugly face, you can, what's wrong with you? If you don't talk about you, why don't I talk about other men? You don't want to find ways to make money, and you will have more places to spend money in the future, what should you do?"

He Zhongheng vented his depression just now, and now he sat on a chair, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "I already have a way to make money."

"What way?"

"Raise chickens!"

(End of this chapter)