"Little Maotang?"

She raised her eyebrows.

It's the small pond with an area of ​​less than five acres in the middle of the field outside the backyard of Lao Yang's house?

"Last time we cut cattails and dug turtles in that small pond. I think the pond mud is very suitable for raising fish, shrimp and eels," he continued.

"The water in Xiaomao Pond flows from a branch of the river at the foot of the mountain, and then flows along other farm ditches."

"If you want to raise fish there, you just need to block a few exits. The water will be alive but the fish won't be able to escape."

"But the land is a bit small. If we plan to raise parallel imports, we have to dig bigger," he said.

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers: "Well, it's just Xiao Maotang. Go back and talk to Uncle Li Zheng."

"If I spend some money to hire a few people to help me dig bigger and deeper, I want to raise my own fish and produce and sell them myself!" she said.

"Strike while the iron is hot, then I will go to Uncle Li Zheng's house at night to talk about this matter?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "I'll go with you!"

…

It's time to cook dinner.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing was about to ladle rice and cook it, Mrs. Sun stopped her.

"Just eat porridge at night and have a big meal at noon. Just keep it simple at night."

So, Yang Ruoqing cooked vegetable porridge instead.

I fried a bowl of dried tofu.
Chapter completed!