Chapter 130: Returning to the Hometown to worship the ancestors
After all, it was impossible for the script to be written by her alone, but Su Yizhao was inevitably a little disappointed.
It's not that she is overbearing and does not allow Shopkeeper Qin to cooperate with others. It is because she is afraid that Shopkeeper Qin will not focus all his energy on her side if he cooperates with others.
If her book is sold out and shopkeeper Qin sells other books, it will actually have a little impact on her.
Firstly, the purpose of having rare items to live in would be greatly compromised, and secondly, she is not so conceited that others cannot write wonderful stories.
Let’s keep a closer look! If Qin Shang really has other plans, then he may have to end the cooperation early.
She doesn't plan to let Qin Shang interfere with her future business.
"Master! Sit tight, we are going to Xialin Village. In order to get back before dark, we have to speed up!"
The waiter waited for Su Yizhao to respond and then drove the carriage very quickly.
The construction speed of the chicken coop and yard in Xialin Village was very fast. The carriage had just entered the east end of the village. Su Yizhao lifted the curtain and saw the tall and wide fence in the distance.
Because there were too many oxcarts going to and from Zhu San's house during this period, and carriages would occasionally come in, so this time Su Yizhao's carriage entered the village without causing any sensation. After all, everyone was used to it.
The carriage drove straight into the courtyard, and Zhu San, who had been waiting for it early, immediately closed the courtyard door, blocking everyone's sight.
It just so happened that there was actually a courtyard wall between Zhu San's house and the chicken coop, with a door in the middle. Building the chicken coop there would not disturb the yard here.
After Su Yizhao entered the courtyard, Zhu San greeted him.
"Sir! Look, is it spacious? The chicken coop can be built in two days. When it is ready, we can put the hatched chickens there to raise."
Zhu San took Su Yizhao to an open space behind the house. As soon as he got close, Su Yizhao heard a chirping sound.
The goose-yellow feathers were swaying gently in the breeze, and the young chickens were running towards the chicken trough in the east.
"The second batch has started to hatch one after another in the past few days. Look! There are five more than last time."
Zhu San was introducing, and after Zhu’s mother put out the chicken food, she rushed over immediately.
"Here comes the young master! Look, these baby chickens are so good-looking. As long as they are fed well, they will definitely grow fat."
Su Yizhao noticed that the chickens' food was rice bran.
"These chickens are still too small and can only eat rice bran. When they get older, I will chop up vegetable leaves and feed them. When they get bigger, the chicken coop will be spacious and there will be fields next to it, so they can also forage for their own food.
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When Zhu's mother talked about this, her face was full of smiles.
Perhaps he has recently taken medicine and his health will be restored, or perhaps he feels that his life has progressed and his face has become a lot more rosy.
"Auntie, I'm sorry, but you have to pay attention to your health and don't overwork yourself. If you have anything to do, just ask Mute Niang and the others to do it. Mute Niang and Xiaomei are quick hands and feet, and they are good at work."
Su Yizhao was afraid of exposing her identity. After all, she could not own private property.
At present, only the mute mother and Xiaomei are allowed to come over, saying that they are relatives of Zhu's mother's family and are here to help with the work.
Now there are rumors in the village that Zhu San's family met a noble man, who lent money to Zhu San's family to make a living and built a brick house.
Zhu San once revealed to her that many people in the village were already jealous of their family.
"With such a small amount of work, why are you tired? Xiaomei and Mute Niang are really capable..."
Then Zhu's mother praised the two of them, and then talked about her gratitude.
Su Yizhao understood Zhu's mother's behavior of being extremely grateful every time she saw her. After all, if Zhu San's family had not met her, how could they have the good life they have now?
She just felt a little embarrassed to say it all the time.
"After the chickens are moved to the chicken coop, they will be locked in the chicken coop, fed with food every day, and most of them will be left alone."
Su Yizhao was actually raised as an instant chicken in his previous life, but Zhu San and the others didn't know why.
"Keep them in a cage all the time? But if you drive them out and run around looking for food, the meat will be delicious! If you only feed them every day, you will have to give them a lot of food."
Zhu San really didn't understand. Not only was it expensive, but the chicken was not delicious either.
He guessed that Su Yizhao raised so many of them for food, so didn't the meat have to be delicious?
Su Yizhao shook his head, "No need! This is called an instant chicken. At least the first few batches must be raised as soon as possible. I am doing it for food. I can't wait for a year and a half, so I can't let it run. It can grow as fast as possible.
Once you get older, you need to eat more to get your money back as quickly as possible."
"Master, you want to feed this chicken to big quickly? But you have to wait three or four months at the earliest, right? Even if we feed rice bran and vegetable leaves every day, it will only grow to three or four kilograms in three or four months."
Mother Zhu felt that a chicken weighed three or four pounds, which was still small.
She saw that the hens in the village, which had been raised for two years, only weighed six or seven pounds.
"Feed it as big as possible. If you can feed it to three or four pounds in two months, that's fine!"
Su Yizhao thought for a moment and then said: "The chicken coops must be separated by wooden fences and divided into rooms. Each room must be small and small enough to accommodate three or four chickens. Only allowed to eat, not moved. Two months, long
Is it okay to weigh three or four pounds?"
There are no hormones in these days, but that thing is not a good thing, and Su Yizhao can't be such a profiteer.
Zhu's mother was a little embarrassed, but she still nodded.
"All I can say is try your best!"
Su Yizhao said with a smile: "Just try your best! Hatch more eggs during this period, the more the better. The chicken coop over there is very big, and it can raise at least seven or eight hundred. Zhu San, make the wooden fence as soon as possible
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The sun was blazing in July, and there was not a single cloud in the blue sky.
Yuerong looked at the wilted leaves outside and couldn't help but sigh.
"In such hot weather, the young master has to follow the master back to his hometown. I don't know if his body can bear it!"
"Autumn is still more than half a month away, and the master and the others are pressed for time. It will only take half a month on the road, right? The master will definitely suffer on the way."
Yueqiu also had a sad face. It was midsummer, and the young master happened to be in the bitter summer. It was thousands of miles away from Beiyuan Mansion. The young master was weak, how could he bear it?
"That's impossible. Our young master has just entered the family tree, so why can't he go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors? Although the master is careless, the master himself is very meticulous, so he should be fine."
Yuerong could only comfort herself and Yueqiu in this way. Since the young master left, she and Yueqiu had no intention of doing anything.
Su Yizhao here was not having an easy life as they expected.
Originally, because of the hot weather, she couldn't eat. After the bumpy road trip for two days, she started to feel drowsy.
The attendant, who was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, looked around and found that the river bed had been shallowed by the sun.
The heat scorched the earth, and even the official roads were cracked by the sun.
"Sir, there is a teahouse ahead, why don't you take a rest there?"
Uncle Zhong felt a little sorry for Su Yizhao. When he saw a teahouse, he immediately suggested it.
Su Wenqing looked at Su Yizhao, who was a little wilted, and agreed.