He Ping's voice is getting louder in Hantun.

"Just the new young educated youth, he can't do anything and is the first place in the meal."

"But keep your child away from that kid and save you from learning bad things."

"Bai Chang is so big, but he is not useful, and he will be embarrassed when he works."

He Ping was not in the mood to care about what the villagers said. The most important thing he did now was to hatch the eggs. The villagers could not lose meat even if they said a few gossips. Improving living conditions was his top priority at the moment.

These days, He Ping's eyes were blue and he didn't eat properly. There was no way. He didn't dare to burn the kang at home, so he could only borrow some from others.

Although the villagers spread gossip quickly, everyone is still taking good care of He Ping.

Just as the last step was left, He Ping yawned and shone the eggs at the door. In the sun, the embryo of the little chicken developed like a small spider, with many blood vessels distributed from the inside of the embryo, which turned red under the sunlight.

He Ping couldn't help but smile on his face.

I haven't eaten for five days and have a good sleep. I have a haggard face and my hair looks like a chicken coop. Anyone thinks I look like a fool.

After taking all the eggs, I found a dead egg.

He Ping was happy for a long time, and his hard work paid off. After taking this step, he was smooth sailing.

Finally, I have survived the most difficult stage, and then I just have to wait for the chicken to come out of my shell.

"Zhu'er, I'll leave this arduous task to you. For our father and father to have a full meal, come on, Dad, please be optimistic about you!"

He Ping patted Xiao Zhuer on the shoulder. If Xiao Zhuer knew that there was a word in later generations called cheating, then he would definitely say cheating now!

"Yeah!" Xiao Zhu'er nodded heavily, and secretly swears in her heart that she must complete the task and make rice in order to have a full meal.

More than half a month passed by. Every day, He Ping was not only working as a life as a result of death, but also writing letters from the magazines squatting at the door of his home.

All the egg hatching is left to Xiaozhuer. Every day, just look at the fire pit and control the indoor temperature to a certain temperature.

This time it was spring farming, and the team had a lot of work. He Ping was lazy and asked the old captain to catch him several times and was kicked several times.

He Ping has never seen a young man who has not been kicked by the old captain in the team, except for his age and seniority that is older than the old captain.

It's really an invincible kick to Hantun!

On that day, He Ping was carrying a hoe and walked to the door of his house. He saw Xiao Zhuer running from a distance and shouting to He Ping from a distance: "Dad, dad, the chicken is out, the chicken is out."

He Ping looked excited and rubbed Xiao Zhu'er's hair vigorously, "Zhu'er, we guys can eat rice again."

Some time ago, the family had no food, so He Ping borrowed dozens of kilograms of corn from the team. The famine was getting more and more.

When he ran home, He Ping took Xiaozhuer to pick up all the broken shells bit by bit to prevent the chicks from suffocating to death. The newly hatched chicks had a crispy yellow color and were full of vitality. He carefully put the hatched chicks in the basket prepared in advance.

"I'm alive, and I should be able to hatch all of them tonight. I'll get the market to exchange for food in two days."

Since the implementation of the planned economy, the market has changed from buying goods with money to bartering goods with goods. There are also people who secretly trade money and goods. Now, unlike in the past few years, the people, especially in rural areas, have become much more relaxed.

The big market closest to Hantun is located south of the county town, just across the Daling River. On the 3, 6, 9th day of the big market, several people in the team are preparing to go to the market and exchange something.

Early in the morning, He Ping rubbed the old captain's donkey cart to go to the market to sell chickens.

"Oh, Xiao He is also going to the market."

Someone saw He Ping sitting steadily on the donkey cart with a large bamboo basket on his back, and he joked.

He Ping didn’t know the evil tastes in these people’s hearts.

"Go and sell some chicks."

He Ping shook the bamboo basket, and a crisp sound of rooster crowing came from inside.

Everyone came over curiously and pulled open He Ping's bamboo basket, "Okay, Xiao He, it really hatched."

"You are just such a little chick, is it enough to make a profit?" Someone questioned.

It is true that it took more than half a month to hatch so many chicks, and it would definitely not be a loss. It only costs 50 eggs and some firewood. But the labor cost in the past twenty days from beginning to end is also counted.

When it comes to the business of hatching eggs, it can be said that good people don’t like to do it, and bad people can’t do it. The cost is not much, and it mainly consumes energy and time. It is not easy to use it to add some income to the family.

If there are too few hatches, the harvest is not proportional to the effort. If there are too many hatches, they cannot afford to raise them. First, because of policy issues, the above are allowed to produce and breed agricultural and sideline products in rural areas, but the premise is that they cannot be carried out in large quantities, otherwise there will be suspicion of speculation. Second, traditional chicken raising or food is based on grain and vegetables as the main feed. In this era, the members of the production team had to pay public grain to the state, and the food rations distributed to the members every year were all counted. Where can there be a lot of grain to raise chickens?

So in this era, whether rural families raise chickens and ducks, or pigs and sheep, they all have three or five, and they dare not raise them if there are too many.

"This is the first time. I don't dare to do too much, I'll do more next time."

"You kid, be careful, don't be caught as a speculative person." Han Zhaoguo kindly reminded that the policy has not been loosened at this time, and the people's policy sensitivity is still quite high.

"I'll just change some food, it won't be a problem."

He Ping didn't say anything about the little Jiujiu in his heart. He clearly remembered that when he was chatting with his father before, his father mentioned that a commune in his hometown implemented a pilot work of the family contract responsibility system in early 1980s. He Ping's hometown is not far from Hantun, which is only thirty or forty kilometers. The policy coverage should not be too biased.

At that time, my father also said that the next year, the commune went to the countryside to publicize the documents issued by the State Council to encourage individual business, which clarified the legality of individual business.

In the 1980s, the Northeast region's implementation and publicity efforts for national policies were far ahead of most parts of the country, and the policies were loosened very quickly.

He Ping analyzed that raising chickens is a relatively low-threshold means to generate income. It can be said that the time is short and the results are fast. There is no need to worry about sales. In this era, chickens and eggs are hard currency in the countryside.

When the "creation" has not yet produced results, raising chickens can just fill his current material shortage.

In the early morning, the sky was shining and the fog had not yet dissipated. On the dirt road in the countryside, some people were driving ox carts, some were driving donkey carts, and some were driving mules. There was laughter and joy along the way, full of longing for a better life in the future.
Chapter completed!