"Boss Chen, I believe you also know that your friend's fishery, how should I say, although the procedures are legal and legal, it is inevitable that during the operation..."
Zhang Hao tried to remind him.
"That's it, then I'll reject him when I get back."
The stall owner said without hesitation.
This is a state of emergency. Once caught, you will definitely be dealt with severely. If the circumstances are serious, you may even be shot. The risk here is too great.
Zhang Hao quickly waved his hand: "Boss Chen, you misunderstood. I mean you can work, but it's best not to invest in shares. As long as you don't invest in shares, even if you are exposed in the future, it won't have much to do with you."
"Really?" the stall owner said happily.
"Regulations are dead, but people are alive. The current employment situation is so severe, and the higher authorities are not unclear. I guess they don't want to be bad guys and embarrass ordinary workers. It would be bad if it arouses public anger."
Zhang Hao explained casually.
In the dream, he had done a lot of side jobs and was arrested by the police several times, but in the end the big things were turned into trivial matters, and the trivial things were turned into nothing. He never spent a day in jail.
"That's it, I understand."
The stall owner couldn't help but feel relieved.
To be honest, their family background is not bad, and it is not that they are really short of work. They mainly want to use their work to get more food beyond the quota to supplement their lives.
Next, the two briefly chatted about fish farming, mainly because Zhang Hao was a little curious.
"Dr. Zhang, in fact, a variety of aquatic plants can meet the daily needs of fish farming. It is not necessary to use fish feed. At most, the growth cycle will be longer."
Stall owners began to spread some professional knowledge.
"Aquatic plants? Are they expensive to grow?"
Zhang Hao became interested.
Soon, Southeast Fishery Company will be disbanded. If there is an opportunity to realize transformation, he himself will definitely be happy to see it happen.
At the same time, this is also the meaning above.
After all, the jobs of tens of thousands of people are at stake.
The stall owner nodded: "The cost is definitely not low. According to the current natural conditions, it is not easy to grow aquatic plants. It requires professional plantations."
"Pity."
Zhang Hao sighed with disappointment.
"Director Zhang, I have done research before. In fact, compared with raising pigs and cattle, the threshold for raising fish is the lowest. Otherwise, my friend would not be able to choose to raise fish."
The stall owner responded.
Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows and rekindled his hope: "Oh? How do you say this?"
"It's very simple. You can raise cold-water fish in fish farming. You just need to enclose a fishing ground offshore. There is no need to go to great lengths to build a closed fishery."
"I heard that cold water fish grow very slowly?"
Zhang Hao is not a novice who knows nothing.
The stall owner smiled wryly and nodded: "You are right. This is its biggest shortcoming. It is especially suitable for small private fisheries. The conditions are simple and there is no need to worry about power outages. On the contrary, generally large fisheries will choose to use feed farming to pursue maximum efficiency.
change."
"I understand. A long breeding cycle also means a large operating space. Is that true?"
Zhang Hao directly gave up his original idea.
"There are indeed factors in this regard."
The stall owner nodded.
…
The two chatted for more than half an hour before Boss Chen finally said goodbye. Zhang Hao personally escorted the other party out of the door and gave him a large bag of vegetables as a thank you gift.
In the evening, Zhang Chongxin came back from get off work, holding a large cardboard box in his arms.
"Big pudding, little pudding, let's see what grandpa brings back for you."
The twins ran over immediately: "Grandpa, grandpa, what is in the box?"
Zhang Chongxin did not answer, but placed the box on the ground and opened it gently.
Zhang Hao stretched his head and took a look inside the box, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Dad, where did the turtle come from?"
"I saw this when I was shopping at the second-hand market. Didn't you buy an aquarium? It just came in handy."
Zhang Chongxin explained casually.
"The aquarium is too deep, I'm afraid I can't keep a turtle." Zhang Hao shook his head.
"It's okay." Zhang Chongxin said nonchalantly, "It's really not possible. It's the same thing if you raise it in a large pot."
Seeing that his youngest son wanted to touch the turtle's head, Zhang Hao quickly stopped him and said, "Don't touch the turtle's head. The turtle's bite is very painful."
When Little Pudding heard this, he immediately retracted his hand, then grabbed his grandpa's pants and said coquettishly:
"Grandpa, I want to raise a turtle."
"Grandpa, I want to raise him too."
Big Pudding was afraid that the turtle would be robbed by his younger brother.
Looking at the eager eyes of the two little guys, Zhang Chongxin suddenly had a head as big as an ox, and could only try to coax:
"There is only one turtle, how about you two raising it together?"
"No, I want to raise it myself."
Little Pudding was not happy.
Big Pudding pursed his lips tightly, seemingly not wanting to give up to his younger brother.
Zhang Chongxin coaxed again: "Be good, be obedient, you two will raise it together first, and when grandpa comes back to buy another turtle, you will have one for each of you."
"I don't want it, I want this one."
Little Pudding got angry on the spot.
Big Pudding was also unwilling to be outdone and quickly cast a look at his father asking for help.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao couldn't help complaining to his father:
"I said, Dad, you don't know what kind of temper they have. If you don't want to buy it, buy two or just one...isn't this asking for trouble?"
"Opportunities are rare, how could you expect so many?" Zhang Chongxin said helplessly.
Since my son turned back as a prodigal, perhaps because he has gained a sense of security, the tempers of his grandchildren have become increasingly louder and louder.
When Little Pudding saw that his grandfather was not facing him, he immediately lay on the ground and wailed at the top of his lungs:
"No, no, I want the turtle, the turtle is mine..."
Big Pudding didn't cry or make a fuss, he just turned his back and secretly wiped away his tears.
Li Dajuan and Zhou's mother heard little Pudding's cry and ran out of the kitchen:
"What's wrong? Weren't you fine just now?"
In the bedroom on the first floor, Yang Huaqing opened the door with a big belly. When Zhang Hao saw his wife appearing, he quickly stepped forward and helped her sit on the sofa.
Little Pudding, nestled in grandma's arms, was sobbing and shouting that he wanted to raise a turtle.
When Li Dajuan heard what happened, she turned around and glared at her wife:
"Can't you buy two? If you don't know how to buy gifts, don't buy them. It will only cause chaos in the family."
Zhang Chongxin knew that he was in the wrong and explained helplessly:
"If there are two, can I just buy one back?"
Mother Zhou took out her handkerchief and wiped the tears of the two little guys one by one: "Okay, don't cry. Grandma also likes to raise turtles. Can I give this turtle to grandma?"
"Grandma, can you raise turtles?"
Little Pudding glanced at the turtle reluctantly.
Mother Zhou nodded: "Grandma knows how to raise turtles. Make sure to raise the turtles to be white and plump. When the big turtle gives birth to little turtles, you two will have little turtles to raise."
Big Pudding's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to ask: "Grandma, when will the big tortoise give birth to the little tortoise?"
"Soon, by the time you reach third grade, the little turtle will be born."
Mother Zhou patiently coaxed.
"Okay then, I don't want the big turtle anymore, I want to raise a little turtle." Big Pudding nodded obediently.
Zhou's mother touched her eldest grandson's head with joy and praised: "Our eldest pudding is so filial."
Little Pudding was not happy when he heard this, and shouted loudly: "Grandma, I will give you the big turtle, I also want to raise a little turtle."
"Wow, the little pudding is great!"
Yang Huaqing clapped her hands and encouraged.
Little Pudding immediately stopped crying and raised his head high.
Zhang Hao couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his sons had finally calmed down. After his mother and mother-in-law left, he immediately saw the two little guys in front of him.
"Okay, stop pouting. Didn't dad promise you before that he would take you two to work during the summer vacation? Let's go tomorrow, okay?"
Little Pudding almost jumped up with joy: "Wow, I can make money to buy a doll for my sister."
"Dad, where are we going to work during the summer?"
Big Pudding asked immediately.
Zhang Chongxin on the side quickly reminded: "They are still young, and they will be able to do whatever they want. Don't do whatever you want."
"Dad, don't worry! I have already thought about it and plan to take them both to set up a stall in front of Guangxiao Temple."
Zhang Hao revealed his plan.
Zhang Chongxin frowned: "Why go so far away? Can't you just set up a stall in the village?"
"Dad, there are only acquaintances in the village, so it can't be used as a training exercise." Zhang Hao explained casually.
Yang Huaqing looked worried: "Husband, there are so many people coming and going at Guangxiao Temple. There are so many people that something could happen easily."
"Don't worry. I've rented a shop. I said I'm setting up a stall, but in fact I'm just selling things in the shop. In addition, Captain Fang and the others are helping to watch over it, so there won't be any problems."
Zhang Hao smiled and reassured.
Yang Huaqing nodded subconsciously, and then asked curiously: "Husband, what are you planning to sell?"
"you guess?"
Yang Huaqing lowered his head and thought for a moment, then tried to guess:
"I heard from mom that you ate grilled tofu when you visited Guangxiao Temple last time. You don't want to sell grilled tofu too, right?"
Zhang Hao shook his head: "Baked tofu is indeed a good choice, but there is a fire source and it is not safe; secondly, baking tofu is very hard, and I am afraid that it will tire them both."
"Then what are you selling?" Zhang Chongxin asked.
"Generally setting up stalls is nothing more than eating, drinking and having fun. Eating and drinking are not taken into consideration. Hygiene issues are difficult to control and there are potential risks." Zhang Hao paused for a moment, then said the answer directly without any further excuses: "I plan to sell traps.
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"Ring?"
"Yes, the circling activity is simple and fun, and there is no heavy work. It is most suitable for the two of them."
Zhang Hao patted his sons on the shoulders one by one.
Big Pudding clapped his little hands excitedly: "Dad, is it the kind of ring that is used to set toys?"
"You're right, it's that kind of trap." Zhang Hao reached out and pinched his eldest son's cheek, and made a little joke: "Tell dad, are you and your brother willing to donate old toys?"
The toys that the two little guys had accumulated since childhood filled up more than half of the room. It would be a good thing if they could get rid of some of them.
"No, I can't give my toys away."
Little Pudding refused without hesitation.
No one can touch his toys.
In contrast, Big Pudding is much more generous: "Dad, I can come up with ten toys."
Zhang Hao smiled: "Okay, if you don't leave the old ones and don't come with the new ones, dad will buy you new toys later."
When little Pudding heard that there were new toys, he immediately compromised: "Dad, I will give you ten toys too."
"Little clever guy!" Zhang Chongxin cursed with a smile, and then reminded: "Don't take too long, it's enough to set up the stall for half a day, they both have to take tutoring classes!"
"I know, this is my plan. I'll start at eight in the morning, close at eleven, and only open for two to three hours a day. I'll come back for lunch at noon."
Yang Huaqing was slightly curious: "Husband, why don't you choose to go there in the afternoon?"
"I'm afraid they will sleep in in the morning."
Zhang Hao explained casually that he wanted to focus on cultivating his sons' self-discipline.
In his opinion, self-discipline is more important than diligence.
…
The next morning, maybe because they were too excited, the twins got up at 6:30 in the morning.
Before setting off, Zhang Hao specially moved a few boxes of doomsday cans from the yard and put them in the car.
These days, everyone's life is very tight. If you don't put some good things as prizes, I'm afraid not many people will be willing to spend money to play hoops.
Just after eight o'clock, the group finally arrived at their destination. Zhang Hao took out the key from his pocket and opened the rolling door of a shop.
The shop is not small, covering more than 80 square meters. It has been almost tidied up and can be opened for business.
"When was it prepared?"
The person who asked the question was Zhang Chongxin. The old man wanted to stop by and have a look, so as to get acquainted.
Zhang Hao replied: "It was prepared the day before yesterday."
He definitely doesn't need to take action on such a small matter personally.
Zhang Chongxin picked up a circle casually: "How do you charge here? How much does a circle cost?"
"A circle costs two yuan, and half price for children."
Zhang Hao replied with a smile.
He opened this shop mainly because he wanted his sons to get in touch with peers and develop their arithmetic and communication skills.
"Your price is a bit expensive!"
Zhang Chongxin frowned.
Although the old man is a rich man, he also comes from a poor background. He is not the kind of person who is insular. Especially in the antique shop, he has come into contact with many ordinary people.
Have a clear understanding of the current situation.
Zhang Hao shrugged: "I don't really want to make money from this. Besides, the price is set too low, which can easily cause congestion and pose safety risks."
"That's right."
Zhang Chongxin said nothing more.
Immediately afterwards, the old man played with the grandchildren for a while, and then went to work.
On Zhang Hao's side, he immediately pulled his two sons and assigned tasks to the brothers.
"Big Pudding, you are responsible for handing out the traps and settling accounts. Little Pudding, you are responsible for picking up the traps."
"Dad, I also want to settle the score."
Little Pudding rushed to say.
"Okay, your eldest brother is responsible for settling the accounts today, and it will be your turn tomorrow. Can you two take turns?"
Little Pudding pursed his lips: "Okay!"
Big Pudding looked at his father and asked: "Dad, what do you do?"
"Dad is the store manager and has to take care of you two."