Salted Fish Dad, Passive Farming

Chapter 9

Ji Ran is slightly good at wine, and occasionally has the habit of drinking. He has tasted Uncle Jiu's wine, and it is indeed beyond comparison with the mass-produced wine on the market, no matter how expensive those things are.

To be honest, he is also greedy.

But Ji Ran's current state of mind determined that he would no longer be driven by desire.Therefore, Eighth Uncle Liu Hanshan's temptation to drink tonight was ineffective on him.

With short hands to grab people and soft mouth to eat people, Ji Ran has always been very clear about these things.

So he smiled and declined the eighth uncle.

The enthusiasm was rejected, and the eighth uncle didn't say anything, just nodded with a smile.

Ji Ran saw that Uncle Eighth had not given up.

After chatting with the villagers for a while, Ji Ran walked towards his field with a hoe in one hand and Wang Zai in the other.

I got five or six kilograms of eels and loaches, which was enough to eat, so I stopped digging for the time being.

The main reason is that some villagers took out their mobile phones and wanted to take videos, saying that they wanted to post them on their WeChat Moments to let others know more.

Ji Ran has no doubt that once the video of Wang Zai hunting for loaches and eels is posted online, it will most likely become popular.

Novel things, especially things that people recognize, are undoubtedly the most eye-catching on the Internet.

And once Wang Zai becomes popular, it will definitely bring benefits to Ji Ran; at the same time, it will bring him trouble and distress; the most important thing is that Wang Zai's dog's safety may be worrying.

Ji Ran didn't want to break the leisurely life in front of him, let alone put Gouzi in a dangerous situation.

There is no doubt that they will not be allowed to shoot.

"How much did you dig?" Wu Lanting asked expectantly as soon as the father, daughter and Gouzi passed by.

"Dig a lot, Wang Zai is so good." Douhua carried the bucket with some difficulty, and showed it to her grandma as if in the real world.

"Oh, I'm afraid it will cost several catties." Wu Lanting was speechless, looking at the small half of the bucket, and said to Ji Ran with a smile, "Save some for you to eat with Douhua, and let your father bring the rest to the town tomorrow morning Go sell it, it can sell for hundreds of dollars here."

"Mom, keep it for us to eat at home, what are we selling?" Ji Ran shook his head, what a joke, he must have eaten enough of the good stuff before thinking about selling it.

Others have to eat when they spend money, but can’t afford to eat what they don’t spend?
Are you short of those hundreds of dollars?
Wu Lanting glared at him, and said angrily, "What's delicious, why don't you eat fish, isn't there a lot of fish in your reservoir, and you often go fishing outside. Listen to me, save some for a meal." Just eat something fresh, and sell the rest. The money from the sale will be saved for you. Look at you, you don’t see how much money you make every day, don’t you understand the principle of sitting and eating?”

Seeing that my mother insisted and gave him a lesson, Ji Ran said nothing. She was just thinking about him, so she fulfilled her wish.

As long as the old man is happy.

Furthermore, the ridges are so big that it is still too early to plow and transplant rice seedlings in a large area, so you can bring Wang Zai to dig them whenever you want to eat.

Went home for lunch.

Continue working in the rice fields in the afternoon.

When he came to Tianlong again, Ji Ran discovered a very interesting phenomenon. There were a lot of village dogs in the field. Of course, there were also dog owners.

The purpose of the villagers bringing their dogs is self-evident.

Ji Zhonghou laughed, "These guys think that those stupid dogs they raise are Wang Zai."

"I have Wang Zai and I am proud" is almost not written on the face.

In one afternoon, the seedling field was dug up... During the digging process, the father and son almost didn't dig out a few loaches and eels, and once again lamented that Wang Zai's dog nose was open and hanging.

Close the gate downstream of the canal and let the water flow back into the rice field. Let it soak for a few days to soften the mud. You will need to work later.

Only then can the grain seeds be sown, covered with a plastic canopy, and the seedlings cultivated.

……

Dinner is still eaten at home, and the old lady cooks all the dishes that my son and granddaughter like to eat, and I make a lot of bowls.

"Ranzi, Lao Zhong, Ranzi's mother, Douhua, Haha, and Wangzi, I'm here."

When we were about to start the meal, Uncle Eight smiled and carried a four or five kilogram wine jar and stepped over.

"Uncle Eight is here."

When Ji Ran smiled, he knew that this bad old man's heart was not dead.

"Hey, mynah is here, hurry up and sit in the room."

Wu Lanting enthusiastically welcomed the other party into the house.

Most of the ancestors of the villagers in Jiangbei Village were immigrants from the same province or neighboring provinces. There were few people of the same clan, but this did not hinder the harmony and friendship of the villagers.

If anyone in the village has anything to do, they all help each other.

Anyone who goes to someone's house for dinner will be warmly entertained.

"It's been a long time since I went to your house for dinner." Liu Hanshan put the wine jar on the table, sat down by the table, and looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table, "The food is good, it seems that I came tonight at the right time."

"Brother, come as soon as you come, why not drink?" Ji Zhonghou smoked a cigarette and sat down next to Liu Hanshan.

He took out the lighter and lit one by himself, and suddenly found that his precious granddaughter had puffed cheeks, her eyes were very unfriendly, she laughed, and put the cigarette behind her ear.

Liu Hanshan saw what was going on and silently put away the cigarette.

"Uncle Eighth, you'd better take this jar of wine back later and drink it yourself."

Ji Ran was about to pick up the wine jar, but Liu Hanshan blocked his hand, "Ranzi, what are you talking about? Do you think your uncle's wine is bad?"

Ji Ran smiled calmly and said, "Uncle Eighth, your wine is good wine. Just because it is good wine, I'm afraid you will regret it."

Liu Hanshan was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"I know you want Wang Zai to help you find snakes, but I can tell you clearly that Wang Zai is actually particularly sensitive to loaches and eels." Ji Ran opened his eyes and said.

Wang Zai can accurately find the eel and loach in the mud, and Ji Ran has no doubt that it will only be more difficult to find snakes, whether it is a snake that is moving outside the cave for food, or a snake resting inside the cave.

It's not that Ji Ran is unwilling to help Liu Hanshan, on the contrary, Ji Ran is willing to help everyone in the village as long as Ji Ran can do it.

It's the snake, regardless of whether its existence is beneficial or harmful.Anyway, they are basically animals with three kinds of animals, or protected animals of several levels.

It is illegal for Liu Hanshan to catch snakes, and Ji Ran will certainly not help him.

what?
Should Ji Ran report Liu Hanshan?

This is a bit ridiculous. In the countryside, it is common to catch birds, frogs, snakes, and electric fish under fishing nets.Everyone is not surprised, and they are from the same place, so who can report it?

"Real or false?" Liu Hanshan was dubious about Ji Ran's words.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Ji Zhonghou finally figured out why Liu Hanshan came here. As a soldier, he definitely didn't want his son to do illegal things, so he cooperated with his son with a smile, "Bago, I didn't lie to you. Wang Zai is so good at hunting eels and loaches because I actually trained him. Of course, little Wang Zai’s talent is really good... As you know, I have been in the army for many years and have often dealt with military dogs and trained them. I still have two shabu-shabu for dogs."

Liu Hanshan had also trained hounds to hunt before. He knew Ji Zhonghou's ability, and he immediately became suspicious when he heard this.

Then looking at the wine jar on the table, the old man's heart ached.

I was thinking that the child would not be able to trap the wolf, but now it's done, and it will definitely catch the chicken and not lose the rice.

Oh, no, how easy is it to get old wine?More than just a handful of rice?
Seeing the heartache on Liu Hanshan's face, Ji Ran snickered and stepped down, "Uncle Eighth, please take this wine back. My dad's medicinal wine is also good."

"This……"

Liu Hanshan was still quite embarrassed when he had the stairs. When it came to other people's things, how could there be any reason to take them back?
Even if others don't think you are stingy, you still have to face it, don't you?
Liu Hanshan thought with a headache and thought of a compromise. He drank part of it and took the rest back.

Such a face is also passable.

Just as he was about to speak, a group of people rushed in from outside the house. They were all old men left behind in the village, a group of old alcoholics.

Seeing Liu Hanshan sitting at the table, a tall and thin old man laughed loudly, "Haha, let me just say, since Lao Ba is not at his own house, I knew he must have come to Lao Zhong's house. In the field row in the morning, he Pouting, I know what he's going to do... Don't you just want to treat Ranzi to a drinker's drink so that Ranzi's dog can help him find snakes?"

After speaking, his attention fell on the wine jar on the table, and his eyes lit up, "That's right, this is the wine jar that the drunkard made himself."

Looking at Ji Ran cheerfully, "Ran Zi, thanks to your honor today, Uncle Zang is going to get addicted to alcohol. I haven't had old wine for a long time. I almost forgot the taste."

The other old men's eyes gleamed, and they all joined in, thanking Ji Ran.

Ji Ran secretly sighed that Uncle Jiu's wine is really charming, it seems that this group of old wine dealers are scratching their heads.

He looked at Liu Hanshan with schadenfreude, who had a face that was even more bitter than a bitter melon, and laughed secretly at you, you bad old man, for trying to trick my Wang Zi, now it's better, you can't even take the wine back if you want to.

　Received the contract signing station. Thank you to the folks who came here.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)