My 1995 Small Farm

“Looking at the large intestine, I can’t walk anyway, so I have to have a meal every now and then. If nothing else, I just want to enjoy the muscles of the large intestine entering my mouth. Hey, to satisfy my craving..."

"That is to say, there is no snow in your area this winter. Otherwise, use your hanging pot to stew the large intestine and pork ribs, put some pancakes on it, peel some potatoes, break off some fungus, good guy, then The taste is amazing just thinking about it.”

"Huining, please don't glare at me. Just ask Fugui. He has eaten the fat sausage I made and it is absolutely delicious."

In the afternoon, Yu Qian brought back a bucket of pig intestines, rolling up his sleeves to wash them, and chattering at the same time.

 Chen Ling was fishing in a small pond nearby with a dip net, listening to the two of them talking happily.

 He had just put Afu and Shou into the mountains, and took the big cow and the calf to the village for a walk.

Bai Huining said helplessly: "Are you really not aware or are you pretending not to know? The two families of Mr. Wang and Brother Ling don't have any contact with each other. Why are you going to ask for pig intestines from others? What a mouthful you have. Greedy, did Brother Ling treat you badly when you came to the village?

 It will be embarrassing for Brother Ling to follow you. "

"Well…"

Hearing that Bai Huining was a little angry, Yu Qian moved his hands and said guiltily: "I didn't ask for it either. They were killing pigs on the slope. I passed by that way and they insisted on giving it to me."

 Of course he lied.

Given his virtue of being unable to walk when he sees fresh intestines, it would be strange if he didn't go to find them himself when someone kills a pig.

Otherwise, no matter how famous his surname is in the village, no one would rush to deliver intestines to him.

 Sure enough.

Bai Huining sneered at his statement: "How come I don't believe it so much? If you don't want it, people will rush to give it to you. Wang Laoshou is not one of those little boys in the village."

 I heard that the young couple was really going to have a quarrel.

Chen Ling quickly changed the subject: "Brothers Wang Laoshou and Wang Lihua have been a little weird recently. They were unwilling to take care of the construction team before. Why are they suddenly so generous and want to kill pigs for the construction team? The sun is really shining in the west. ”

Bai Huining took over: "The village said that the construction team is very popular this winter. If Wang Laoshou and the others don't get something good, people in their hometown will be given more money. They will take care of two meals and have meat for every meal. Comparing this, other people's construction teams will be better." The team didn’t want any wages from me, and I didn’t want to work for them anymore.”

“Oh, that’s right. Let’s put it this way, we will still make a fortune by setting up a construction team this year. We’ll call Yu Qiang and Shui Wazi back in a few days and build a house here.”

 Chen Ling didn't know the real situation at Wang Laoshou's side. It was Afu and Shou who were frightened, and he also knew that Zhao Hongbo and Chen Ling were classmates and friends, so he was willing to bring a pig to kill.

 I just suddenly thought of Chen Yuqiang and Chen Ze's situation outside, and I felt a little emotional.

 It’s hard to make money from outside this year.

Yu Qian raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Oh, Yuqiang is the fat little brother in the front yard. It was my first time in the village and I even ate the pig head meat he bought."

Bai Huining couldn't help but clenched his fist and gave him a slap: "You don't remember anything else in your head, all you know is eating and drinking."

Yu Qian hissed in pain and said a little aggrievedly: "Why do I know how to eat and drink? Besides, we are eating and drinking together because we are on good terms. I am not trying to say that Yuqiang, Shui Wazi and Fugui have a good relationship."

"But Fugui, I say that most of the young people in your village are quite good and have a good relationship with you. They don't want to beg to do some business with you just because you are getting rich. I think most of them are I just want to ask you what you think, or learn from your example. Whatever you do, they will follow suit.

 They are not begging you to help them make money. "

“Ha, what you are saying is that sometimes people in the countryside care more about face than in the city. There are only a few people like the Wang Lihua brothers who go to the higher authorities to curry favor with Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhong and the others.

 It is even rarer among the young people in this group. "

 Chen Ling shook his head. Many people in the countryside, especially the older generation of men, have a stubborn and hard temper, and no one will accept it.

　　Let them fawn over, even if this person is an acquaintance, relative, member of the same family, or a descendant, they will not be able to do it.

 At most, ask for ideas and see if you can make money by doing something.

 This is like holding up the sky.

 “Chen Fugui, your letter.”

As he was talking, the voice of the rural postman was heard outside, and then there were two sounds of "pop" and "pop", and two sacks were swung in through the wall one after another.

Chen Ling's eyes widened when he saw it: "Damn it, it only rained for three days, how can you save so much!"

Yu Qian laughed and said: "The person who sent the letter is too brave. Ah Fu and Ah Shou don't hurt anyone. Just the last time he took a look, he didn't even enter the house."

 “Wash your colon.”

 Chen Ling picked up the two sacks, and Bai Huining also snorted at Yu Qian, and hurriedly followed Chen Ling, bringing a small mat to help him sort the letters.

Most of these letters are sent by children.

 Keep them together.

 Excluding the letters from children, this is what Chen Ling wants to read every time.

 Although it is liked by so many children.

　　It is indeed a matter of great achievement.

But, these letters are too many and too complicated. Chen Ling feels dizzy after reading too many of them.

 Sometimes it takes most of a day, or even a whole day, to find a few useful ones.

 In fact, he doesn’t need help from his family.

  with literate and attentive people like Bai Huining, they can't pick things up as quickly as he himself.

 And now he has found a faster way.

 That means taking these letters and going to the cave.

 In the cave, it is his home field, and he can distinguish it faster than a computer.

But Bai Huining's luck is better today.

 As soon as I opened the sack, I found an invitation letter.

 is from Beiji TV Station.

 Open the envelope and take another look at the contents of the letter, which is even more remarkable.

This is actually an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala.

Bai Huining was dumbfounded at first glance. "What, Spring Festival Gala?! Fugui wants to go to the Spring Festival Gala? Let me see, let me see!"

Yu Qian just grabbed some ashes from the fire jar and was about to continue washing his large intestine. When he heard that it was an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala, his hands trembled and all the ashes in his hands were scattered all over his body.

Ignoring this, he ran to Chen Ling's side, stretched his neck out like a bastard, stared at the letter, and was shocked when he saw the word Spring Festival Gala.

 Chen Ling unfolded the letter and showed it to him: "It's from Beigaantai, not the CCTV Spring Festival Gala."

 “Ah, from Bei Gaitai...”

Yu Qian was a little disappointed at first, but when he saw that the main inviter was not Chen Ling, but Hei Wa, Xiao Jin, and Xiao Bainiu, his eyes widened and he became excited.

“Holy shit, I actually want to invite Heiwa Xiaojin to perform. This is setting a precedent for Beigai TV station.”

“Not only that, this is the Year of the Ox, and the Little White Ox has its own show.”

 Bai Huining read another page of letter paper, handed it to him, and said with a smile: "Brother Ling has become famous this time. He can definitely be rated as a first-level animal trainer in the future."

"Yeah, isn't this more fun than learning those foreign magic tricks..." Yu Qian's excitement was not fake. Looking at Chen Ling, all he saw was that his elder brother was guiding me.

 He also wants to play such a high-end game.

 In later generations, he will be regarded as a person who can publish a book for Ma alone.

 He carries these things in his bones.

 It can be said that this is no longer love, but obsession.

"Fugui, teach me brothers, teach me brothers, as long as you are willing to teach me, I can call you master."

 “Come on, this is just an invitation, it’s not like I really want to go on the show.”

Chen Ling knew that some of the requirements for appearing on TV were very harsh, so he said: "They are very sincere, so I will send you a letter first to see if there are any requirements, or check the filming time and so on. , the requirements are simple and the time is flexible, I will go again.”

Yu Qi'an looked in disbelief when he heard this, and shouted loudly: "Brother, this is the Spring Festival Gala, and you are talking about conditions?!"

 He is a free-spirited and fun-loving person, it is true, but he has a deep obsession with the Spring Festival Gala.

 “Spring Festival Gala? What Spring Festival Gala?”

At this time, He Jiawen walked in with a basket of wet mushrooms and a curious look on his face.

Then…

 It didn’t take long.

 Most of the village knows about this.

 However, the response from the villagers was much duller than before.

 Fugui is going to be on TV again.

 It’s not a big deal.

 Haven’t I been there before?

 As for the difference between the Spring Festival Gala and other TV shows, they don’t understand.

It was only a few days later when people outside heard about it.

 One by one, the reaction was much greater than that of the folks in the village.

 For a time, the number of letters sent to Chen Ling doubled several times.

Of course.

The good thing is that Heiwa Xiaojin was originally asked to film a TV series, so he quickly raised the already negotiated performance remuneration a lot.

 Originally influenced by cartoons.

Heiwa Xiaojin’s own salary has been raised several levels.

 Now we have the Spring Festival Gala again.

This guy, if you calculate it carefully, it is simply more expensive than hiring some small stars.

  But many crew members think it’s worth it.

It turns out that the crew was quite busy during the three months at the end of the year, so they weren’t ready to go to Chen Wangzhuang, so now they had to go.

 Otherwise, by the time the two dogs finish attending the Spring Festival Gala, their net worth will have to double.

 So it’s better to find Chen Ling as soon as possible to discuss it and sign it as soon as possible.

Chen Ling has no clear idea about this kind of entertainment industry things. He is very vague and doesn't care.

 He has received twice as many letters as usual in the past two days, and there are more and more letters every day.

 There is no other way but to throw it into the cave and clean it up.

At night, he stood in front of the hut in the cave sky, with letters floating in front of him, whizzing by in front of his eyes.

The speed is very fast.

Things that cannot be done in the outside world are easy in the cave.

Moreover, while picking out letters, he could do two things at once and think about things at the same time.

He thought that if he could attend the Spring Festival Gala in Beigaantai, he would add a new dimension to Liang Yuemin's instant noodles.

 For him, instant noodles are not the main purpose.

 The main recommendation is the braised beef noodles, which involve local beef, which he is willing to make.

“At that time, it would be good to organize a Spring Festival Gala to bring goods. Anyway, we are bringing goods to our own homes, and we can also save local scalpers. We are not afraid of people’s criticism or embarrassment.”

 Chen Ling thought, after reading a sack of letters, he only picked out five or six that talked about serious matters.

Then he untied another sack and with a wave of his hand, a letter floated out of the sack and automatically lined up in front of him, flipping through it quickly with a clatter. (End of chapter)