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Chapter 8 Making Money Plan

【Merry Chrismas!】

The energy of heaven and earth can also be colorful. I slowly discovered that energy has many different colors, and they all have different temperaments. For example, the energy of the fire has a more violent personality and is impatient. It also looks very difficult to mess with.

.I want to accommodate it into my body, but it is not obedient at all and is unruly.

The only feeling is that the bright white vitality is the most obedient, but after they get into my body, they always leave quickly. At the same time, they take the dirty things out of my body.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with the rice. You kid, where did you think you were cooking?" Grandpa said quickly.

Only then did I smell the smell of burnt rice. I quickly covered the food in the stove with firewood ashes.

"Don't blame your parents. Guangdong is not a mountain of gold and silver. It's not easy for your parents to make a little money. They don't have much education. After entering the factory, they can only do some manual work. They have to work for more than ten hours a day.

"Ban. In those two years, you used up the savings that your parents worked hard for several years. You were originally planning to come back and flip the house. Now that you have a younger brother, you don't know which year you will have to flip the house." Grandpa sighed.

Take a breath.

"Grandpa, I don't blame them. I know they work hard. I haven't seen them for several years, but I just miss them. I also miss my brother." I felt tears welling up in my eyes, and I tried not to let them come out.

The red fire in the stove became blurry in my eyes.

I suddenly wanted to make money. If I made more money, maybe my parents would come back and I wouldn’t have to work so hard to make money. Maybe I would be able to see my brother. At a young age, I also knew the importance of money.

sex.

I thought about it again and considered all the ways I could think of to make money. If I raise more fish in the pond and sell them during the Chinese New Year, I should be able to make some money back. Maybe it’s not enough.

My grandpa’s fish pond cost just over a thousand yuan, which was not enough for my parents to earn a month’s salary in Guangdong.

Maybe we can also raise a cow. Anyway, the cow can graze on its own. A cow can earn thousands of dollars. By the way, we can also raise pigs and chickens. My plan has become very big.

"Grandpa, how about we raise a few more cows. We can sell a cow for several thousand yuan. We can also raise a few pigs. I will take care of all these things. I will pull the pig grass and feed the pigs.

I want to raise chickens, ducks and geese." I told my grandfather my idea.

"Raising cows is not possible. Cowboys are too expensive, and grandpa doesn't have that much money. Let's raise a pig. You can also raise some chickens, ducks and geese. But you will lose money if you eat other people's millet." Grandpa said worriedly.

"I asked them not to eat other people's millet or vegetables, but only to eat bugs." I thought for a while and said.

Grandpa was about to say something, but turned his head and glanced at the cow pen, but hesitated.

"Then you go to the market with me tomorrow. Buy two piglets and bring them back. The piglets will buy some chickens, ducks and geese. But remember, these livestock have been bought and are under your control. You can raise some as well.

Now is the time to grow, so you have to eat something good." Grandpa stroked my head lovingly.

"When I grow up, I will sell it for money. When I make a lot of money, my parents will come back. My brother will also come back." I said firmly.

"Alas!" Grandpa sighed and walked out.

There are many people on the streets of Changshan Town every day, and the trading market is the most crowded place. Grandpa took me to a place where cubs are sold.

"I want to pick this chicken myself." I reached out to catch the chicken in the chicken seller's cage.

"Hey! Whose child is yours? If you kill a chicken, you will have to pay for it." The dealer said unhappily.

"You let him choose. If he breaks it, it's my fault." Grandpa said.

I grabbed the chicken from the cage. The chicken was actually obedient in my hands.

"You're a kid with some skills. You pick the best seedlings here. You're also good at catching chickens. How did you teach this kid?" the dealer said in surprise.

"I don't know either." Grandpa shook his head, but a proud smile appeared on his face. In the village, no one in the village did not treat me with special eyes, but when I got here, I suddenly became a treasure. Grandpa felt naturally

Happy.

"Come on, uncle, I'll give you two." The dealer also took the initiative to give customers a rare gift.

Twenty chicks, twenty ducks, and ten geese were quickly bought. My face was full of smiles, and I seemed to have seen the scene when my parents came home for the New Year. Grandpa knew what I was thinking, but he

I'm very worried. I hold such high hopes. If my parents still don't come back by then, I will be so disappointed. Grandpa knows that my parents are now focused on my brother. They have forgotten that they are still here.

I have this eldest son.

"I also want to buy two piglets." Grandpa carried the burden and led me to the place where the piglets were sold.

Buying piglets is not as easy as buying chickens, ducks and geese.

The people who sell piglets are very mixed. There are dealers who go to the countryside to collect piglets, and there are rural people who carry burdens and bring them to the town to sell piglets. There are good piglets and bad piglets. If you accidentally buy a sick piglet,

The pigs will die after just a few days of raising them. Even if you buy disease-free pigs, there is a big difference between good pigs and bad pigs. The piglets in the same litter will lose several kilograms in a month. If they continue to

It is very common to have a difference of several dozen kilograms after a few months of raising. This requires discernment.

"I'll choose." I still rushed to choose the piglet.

"This won't work. Let grandpa make the choice." Grandpa was worried that I couldn't make a good choice.

"I chose well." I don't know why, but I can tell at a glance which piglets are good and which are bad.

Grandpa couldn't resist me, so he could only obey me, "Okay. It's your choice."

I took a fancy to a villager who looked like he came from the countryside and had three piglets in a snakeskin bag.

"I want these two," I said.

"That's not possible. You want to buy three together. If you buy these two big ones, who will I sell the remaining one to? If I can't afford the price, then I won't do it. Don't look at this little piglet.

, in fact, compared with these two pigs. If compared with other people's piglets, it is not bad at all. My sows are not ordinary. The pigs they gave birth to are easy to raise. This litter is great.

Twelve. They were picked up by people in the village early in the morning. Originally, someone had reserved these three. But the family suddenly went out to work without notifying me. My family had too many, so I had to give up these three.

The piglets were sold in the town." The villager was about fifty years old.

"Grandpa, how about we buy them." I took a fancy to these three little piglets. These piglets were more spiritual than other piglets. It was such a hazy feeling that made me decide to buy the piglets.

Come down.

The piglet seller was also very cheerful and wiped off the change. It was several dollars.

In fact, I don’t know that on this trip, my grandpa spent almost all the savings he had accumulated this year. All this money was saved by doing odd jobs for other people. But this time, because of me, I spent all the money.

Up.

"Yangyang, do you have anything else to eat?" Grandpa asked.

I looked at the dazzling array of products displayed in the roadside shops, and the snacks on the roadside stalls also smelled tempting. I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, but shook my head firmly: "I won't eat it."

"Hehe." Grandpa smiled.

A bookstall on the roadside caught my attention. The books on the bookstall include new and old books, and they are all sold according to the price. Some are much cheaper than the price listed on the book, and some are much more expensive than the price listed on the book. Because they are in their eighties.

The prices for books written in 1990 are very low, while books written in 1990s are much more expensive.

I fell in love with a book called "Xingyi Five Elements Boxing Illustrated Theory". The price is only 55 cents, but the stall sells it for 5 yuan. Mainly because of the cover of the book, I like it very much. In the 1990s, I was still relatively martial arts.

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"Take the five dollars," the vendor said after looking at me.

"Isn't it only 55 cents? You don't want to sell it so expensively, how about two yuan?" My grandfather saw that I liked it very much, so he wanted to buy it. However, the money he brought out today was almost used up. There was only a few dollars left.

Yuan, and I wanted to buy me something to eat. I rarely came out to the street, so I always wanted to buy something to moisten my mouth.

"Books that are more than sixty years old still cost a few cents each. Now it costs more than a few cents to sell them as scrap paper, right? It costs three yuan and you can take it away." There was an old man and a child setting up the stall.

So I gave him two dollars.

Grandpa found a plastic bag from his pocket, which was grandpa's wallet. He took out three dollars from the plastic bag. There was not much money left in it.

After getting the book, I no longer had the slightest interest in the food stalls on both sides of the street. I immediately opened the book, but I didn't know that I didn't recognize most of the words in it. I could only keep turning to the back and finally found the place with pictures.

Strangely enough, these pictures seemed to come alive in my eyes. As I turned back page by page, the people in the pictures in the book seemed to be performing routines continuously, waiting for me to turn the book to the last page.

, that person's routine happened to be finished. This routine was immediately remembered in my mind. I can demonstrate this routine at any time.

"Here, eat a sugar bun. You will be strong enough to walk later." Grandpa handed me a bun. I didn't eat it immediately. I first took a look to see if grandpa had any.

Grandpa only bought one bun. He planned to make a spare use of the remaining money.

I broke the bun in half and handed half of it to Grandpa: "Each of us will eat half."

Grandpa took the bun and turned his head, wiping his eyes with his hand.

"Grandpa, when I get rich in the future, we can eat whatever we want on the street." I bit the half of the bun in small mouths, hoping that the sweetness of the white sugar in the bun would last longer in my mouth.

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"Hey, then Yangyang will raise these animals well. When these chickens, ducks, geese and piglets grow up, we will be rich." Grandpa kept nodding.

When grandma was at home, pigs were raised every year. Therefore, the pig pens were ready-made. Chickens, ducks and geese are still too small now, so they can only be raised in pots.

When I got home, I told Heidou to protect these chickens, ducks and geese.


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