"Dad, don't worry, I will serve you like a big ox." Qin Dabao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Uncle Qin touched his messy hair with his rough hands and said solemnly: "Don't play tricks on me, kid. This big scalper is the lifeblood of our commune. If you make a mistake, I will beat you to death."
"I know, I know, please leave quickly. Brother Donglai is already waiting impatiently." Qin Dabao thought he was a bit verbose, so he picked up the salute from the ground and helped him load it into the car.
Uncle Qin knew that although this boy looked carefree, he was very serious about his work, so he didn't say anything more.
After leaving the door, Uncle Qin smiled sheepishly and said: "Dong Lai, I will delay you for a long time today to see my uncle off to the city."
"It's okay, I'm free these two days anyway."
Li Donglai drove Uncle Qin to the food station on his bicycle.
When we arrived at the food station, it was almost noon, and the folks selling pigs at the food station had already dispersed.
After parking his bicycle and telling Uncle Qin to wait nearby, Li Donglai walked towards the office building.
Before taking two steps, I heard a rough voice coming from the side: "You, aren't you that person?"
Turning around, a tall and thick man ran towards us, the two braids on his head swaying as he ran.
Li Donglai rubbed his eyes, and after seeing the person clearly, he smiled and said, "Comrade Zhou Hong, is your stationmaster here?"
"In the office, I'll call for you." Zhou Hong realized that Li Donglai was Gu Shen's friend, so she turned and ran towards the office building.
What a warm-hearted and wonderful woman.
Li Donglai turned around and returned to Uncle Qin: "Uncle, let's go see the pig pen first. When we see Stationmaster Gu later, you will have an idea."
The pig pen at the food station is very large, covering an area of about half an acre, and is divided into a dozen grids, separated by half-meter-high lime-red brick walls.
In each pigsty, there is a food trough, the cement floor is also cleaned very clean, and there is a drain for discharging excrement next to it.
Li Dong couldn't help but nod. It seemed that Gu Shen had invested a lot of money this time.
Uncle Qin also nodded frequently and rubbed his hands in excitement:
"This place is much better than our pigsty in Qinjiagou."
"Work hard. If the efficiency of raising pigs is good, the food station will definitely expand in scale. At that time, we may need to hire pig masters. When the time comes, we will definitely give priority to our Qinjiagou." Li Donglai said.
"Yes, that's the truth. Don't worry, kid, I won't embarrass you."
The two were chatting casually when Gu Shen came over.
He looked at Uncle Qin and nodded with satisfaction.
"Brother Donglai, you have helped me a lot. The piglets will come down tomorrow."
"Why are you helping me? I also want to thank you for doing a good thing for Qinjiagou." Li Donglai thought for a moment and asked, "How did you go about the wine trough?"
"It's been done a long time ago. The brewery's publicity section chief and I are friends, and he is the one who provides our food station with two large barrels of wine troughs every day." Gu Shen's face was filled with excitement.
No wonder he is so happy.
With those wine troughs, the time it takes for the pigs to be slaughtered can be reduced by more than half.
It is estimated that it will be ready for sale in half a year.
The food station can raise fifteen pigs at a time, which translates into thirty pigs a year.
Reporting it at the end of the year is a big achievement.
Wearing a big red flower and standing on the podium to receive the award is a sure thing.
Seeing that the wine trough was taken care of, Li Donglai was relieved.
As a veterinarian, Li Donglai also has some experience in raising pigs.
As long as the pigs eat well and don't get sick, the fat water will flow upwards.
With a wine trough, eating will naturally be good.
There were no infectious diseases like swine fever in this era.
When pigs get sick, they usually suffer from diarrhea and diarrhea. As a master chef, Uncle Qin can naturally deal with it.
At this time, Gu Shen's eyes fell on the bag of black cornstarch on the back seat of the bicycle, and he frowned.
"Uncle, although you are not a formal employee of our food station, the food station cannot ask the sub-district office to help you apply for food, but eating black corn all the time is not an option, otherwise you will starve and lose weight before the pigs get fatter.
, then Brother Donglai wants to settle accounts with me."
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm used to eating steamed buns at home." Uncle Qin was afraid that he would be rejected if he didn't have the food. He took out a dark jar from his pocket and said, "Stationmaster, look, I also brought some radish dumplings.
.Eating steamed buns makes them look like radish lumps, and they are very fragrant.”
It was obvious that his words did not impress Gu Shen.
Gu Shen frowned and thought for a while, then waved: "Zhou Hong, go and inform the canteen that Master Qin will have meals in the canteen every morning and noon. The expenses will be recorded temporarily and will be deducted from the funds for raising pigs.
"
The food station is different from the steel rolling mill. The workers in the steel rolling mill go to work already at eight o'clock, and the workers have all had breakfast at home.
The food station prepares to buy pigs at five o'clock every morning, so the employees naturally have breakfast in the canteen.
Seeing Zhou Hong turn around and walk towards the cafeteria, Uncle Qin stretched out his hand to stop him, with an honest look on his face: "Well, how can this be done? I haven't fed Piggy a handful of wheat chaff yet, how can I eat in the cafeteria? This is not taking advantage of me.
It’s cheaper for the government.”
He has been raising pigs in Qinjiagou Commune for more than ten years.
I didn't even bring a handful of pig feed home, so I took advantage of it when I first arrived at the food station. I felt really bad.
Gu Shen looked at Li Donglai helplessly.
It seems to be saying, you people in Qinjiagou are too down-to-earth, right?
Li Donglai coughed twice, walked up to Uncle Qin, and said with a smile: "Not seeing the piggy does not mean that you can't work. You should clean up the pig pen first, and then calculate how much feed is needed every day and give it to the stationmaster.
These are all jobs. Besides, as long as the pigs are fattened, does the food station still care about the grain?"
When Uncle Qin heard this, he finally nodded.
But there was still fear and anxiety on his face.
His honesty made Gu Shen very happy.
With such a down-to-earth person, the success rate of the pig raising plan will increase a bit.
Later, Gu Shen assigned a dormitory to Uncle Qin.
It's said to be a dormitory but it's actually a utility room, which used to be used to store wood, broken furniture and the like.
There is also a hole in the roof, and you can see the blue sky.
But it's summer now, so it doesn't matter. I can just find someone to fix it when I have time later.
What makes Uncle Qin excited is that there is an old bed in the house.
Although one of the legs of the bed was broken and was propped up with a few bricks, it did not hinder sleeping at night.
Li Donglai helped Uncle Qin clean up the house and looked around again.
There is no shortage of ordinary daily necessities, but there is a lack of a coal stove.
When winter comes, it will be so cold and freezing that I probably won’t be able to survive it.
He wanted to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy one, but when Uncle Li heard that a coal stove cost twelve yuan, he immediately waved his hand.
He said he had the means to make one himself.
All you need is a tin bucket and some yellow clay.
Anyway, winter was still several months away, so Li Donglai didn't insist anymore.
