hunting in 1986

Chapter 78 77 Raising chickens, April

Regarding what to do after the beginning of spring, Wang Yuan and Li Yan had a good discussion. The breeding of pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, sheep, etc., as well as the planting of flue-cured tobacco, sugar beets, and flax are all candidates.

Each crop or livestock is analyzed one by one.

The first thing to exclude is planting. The things planted are all raw materials, and it is a unified purchase and marketing policy, which is much less attractive than breeding.

finally--

Sitting on the edge of the kang, Li Yan was not in the mood to peel the pine nuts and ate them, and said directly: "If you raise pigs, you have to raise them for a long time before they can be sold. You can sell them once, but if you raise chickens, you can always sell eggs."

"And if we buy adult chickens, it won't be long before they can lay eggs." Wang Yuan smiled as he leaned against the door.

"Do you want to raise chickens?"

"Yes, relatively speaking, eggs are easier to sell."

In the end, the couple unanimously decided to raise chickens.

On the eighth day of the eighth day, my cousin Wang Meng got married. The girl she married was named "Zhang Qian". She was the daughter of the old Zhang family in the next village.

bang bang bang
Accompanied by bursts of firecrackers, Wang Yuan, Wang Hu and others helped him bring his wife back, and Li Yan, as the cousin, also followed suit.

After a lively day, Wang Meng and Zhang Qian also moved into their new home. Of the three houses connected together in an instant, only Wang Hu's house was still vacant.

Among the three brothers, Wang Yuan and Wang Meng are both married, only his cousin Wang Hu is still single, and he is also worried.

It's a pity that the person I introduced was either that others didn't like him or he didn't like others, and it didn't work out.

Wang Yuan could only comfort him that it took a long time for him to find a good girl.

During this period of time, in addition to collecting pigs for restaurants in the city, Wang Yuan also ran to the kiln.

As people's lives gradually improved, many people were buying bricks to build new houses. Vehicles entering and leaving the brick kilns continued every day. After queuing for a period of time, the bricks were finally brought back.

When the weather gets warmer, the chicken farm will be built in Nanwa.

This morning, Wang Yuan came to Nanwa, more than 200 meters away, and saw that a chicken farm covering an area of ​​5 mu had already taken shape.

The courtyard wall on the east side has almost been built, and most of the villagers are building the courtyard wall on the west side.

"Thank you for your hard work, big guy! The meat in the pot has been stewed, and you can eat it later!" Wang Yuan laughed loudly.

Everyone's morale was instantly high when they heard that there was meat to eat, and there were many discussions.

The village head held the trowel, straightened his waist in an instant, and said loudly: "Listen to me, everyone, since Xiaoyuan's family has stewed meat, let's hurry up and finish the morning work earlier." , don’t delay eating meat!!”

"Yes, yes, hurry up!"

"Uncle Gun'er, you're slow, hurry up and don't dawdle!" Someone said immediately.

"What are you arguing about? I'm already working hard. If you only have one eye, try it."

Everyone burst into laughter instantly, it was already April and spring came, today's weather was good and the surrounding snow began to melt into water little by little.

When the wind blows, it's cool.

Last year, Uncle Gun was shot for stealing a tree, but he was pulled back from Lord Hades, but he was blinded in one eye and left with scars all over his face.

He was unlucky, but also lucky. It is said that someone in a village in the south also stole trees, but he was shot and killed by a forest ranger, and he was eaten.

Except for my own family members who are immersed in grief.

Others, no matter whether they are sympathetic, indifferent, or gloating, slowly forget about them—after all, the life of each family will continue.

Besides, this age is very reckless, and it is really not a big deal to kill everyone.

If this matter might be popular in later generations, but in this era, it cannot even be spread to a single village, and it will dissipate without making any waves.

Wang Yuan worked with the villagers. In Wangjiatun, if the villagers needed help, the villagers would just take care of the food for free.

When it was approaching noon, Wang Yuan clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"Okay, it's time for dinner, let's go home and have dinner."

"Walk around, eat and then do it."

"I'm almost starving...Xiao Yuan, is the meat stewed at home? Haha."

"It must have been stewed for such a long time."

At this time, Uncle Gun came over, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat after long hours of physical labor.

"Xiaoyuan, can raising chickens really make money?"

Although the other men were also walking back with their shoulders crossed, many caring people also paid attention to Wang Yuan quietly. They are all from a village and they usually have some comparisons. They are also curious about whether Wang Yuan can make money by raising chickens.

They are all watching.

Wang Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed Uncle Gun'er's shoulder: "No one can guarantee whether you can make money, but you have to try. How will you know if you don't try, right?"

He looked around directly, and said loudly: "Is there any big guy to raise together? Just invest a few thousand yuan, and then we will make a lot of money together!"

In an instant, everyone around was laughing, but no one responded. Wang Yuan took the initiative to invite them, but no one dared to raise them.

Wang Yuan smiled and did not speak, the reaction of everyone was completely within his expectation.

Although the villagers in Wangjiatuner are generally poor, there are also rich ones, and it is no problem to spend a few thousand yuan.

Of course, they all hide very deeply, and no one knows how much money each household has.

Wang Yuan reckoned that many people would earn a lot of money by cutting down trees this winter. Uncle Gun’er’s beating was actually only a special case. Can't find it.

When Wang Yuan went to the city before, he obviously felt that there were more old customers coming to buy trees in the pass, and some of them ate in their restaurants every day, and there was a feeling of crowds.

Most of the old customers bought "black materials". Of course, Wang Yuan didn't know which old customers would be buried in the Northeast and which ones would make a lot of money and return home.

When I got home, my parents had already stewed the pork in a large pot, sprinkled with chopped green onion, chili, and soy sauce~ Wow, the aroma became more intense in an instant.

"It's delicious!"

"Half a day's work, waiting for food."

"Is the stewed Dalinzi meat ready? Serve it up quickly, your brother is hungry."

The old man poked his head out from the house and said with a smile: "Eat, eat with your belly open, enough meat!"

I couldn't sit inside the house, so I set up a few tables in the yard. The delicious pork was served with big pancakes, and a spoonful of broth was served at the end. Everyone who ate couldn't stop nodding.

"Meow~"

The fat big white cat arched Wang Yuan's calf, raised its head and begged for broth to drink, Wang Yuan poured a little for her from a broken bowl, the big white cat wagged the tip of its tail and drank it happily.

The second uncle found Wang Yuan with a full belch, and said with a smile, "This cat is getting fatter and fatter."

Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Yes, she eats or sleeps every day, and she has gained weight."

He felt that the second uncle was looking for something to do with him, so Wang Yuan took him to the back room and sat cross-legged on the kang to chat.

After a few idle words, the second uncle said in a tangled manner: "Xiaoyuan, does that friend in your city keep collecting pigs? I want to raise a few pigs, do you think it's okay?"

(End of this chapter)