Now that we have collected Li Tiezhu's fish, we can catch some of them later, put them into a small space, improve them with the space spirit spring, and use them as food for pets.
There is no one around in the early morning, which is perfect for catching fish. I took out the cast net from the hut, cast a few nets in the pond, caught hundreds of kilograms of fish, and threw them all into the small pool in the space. This little fish was almost dried up.
The pool is filled.
The fish raised by Li Tiezhu are not small anymore, and taste good. They are much better than fish raised purely artificially. However, in Qinglong Town, the fish raised cannot be sold at a good price. In addition to the cost of fry and initial feed, free-range fish
You can't make much money every year, and if an epidemic breaks out, you'll lose a lot of money.
Recently, there was a man who raised turtles in the next village. He borrowed 70,000 to 80,000 yuan to raise a pool of turtles to half a size. However, he did not know what disease the turtles were infected with. Within two days, they all died. The man was very frustrated.
Cold, he hanged himself that night.
This matter has spread widely in Qinglong Town, and there are many people saying it. Some people say that he is greedy, and some people say that he does not know the technology and raises blindly. Most of them are afraid of breeding, because the money you earn from breeding in a few years,
It’s not enough to pay for it once.
Therefore, there are many ponds in Lijiazhai, which have been empty for several years without anyone taking care of them. Even the ponds in the villagers' fields are not cultivated by everyone.
The son of the village chief, Li Zhuangzhuang, has been very anxious recently. Because the breeding density is too high, many fish have died. The dead fish cannot be sold at a high price, and even the cost has not been recovered. It just so happens that this whole thing can be regarded as a response to Li Qingyun.
It is suggested that the breeding density is passively reduced.
However, Li Zhuangzhuang said to everyone he met that he had suffered a big loss today. Even if the remaining fish could be sold for 5 yuan a pound, he could at most save his capital. This year's work has been in vain. He asked for nothing else but that nothing could happen to the remaining fish.
, waiting safely to be sold before the Spring Festival.
After Li Qingyun caught the fish, he poured half a bucket of spatial spiritual spring into the pond, which caused the big fish in the pond to jump out crazily and compete for the spiritual spring. Good guy, he actually saw a few big black fish jumping out of the water. There was something like this
There are huge snakeheaded fish. The fry in the pond are destroyed by them. A small pond can earn thousands of dollars every year, which is considered lucky.
After pouring the spiritual spring, he transplanted some lotus flowers in the small space. The lotus flowers in the space grew very fast, and the roots were all covered with lotus roots. Even so, Li Qingyun threw them into the pond. Anyway, their vitality was extremely strong, almost
Live if you touch water.
After doing this, I saw that the pond was filled with lotus flowers every now and then. Then I nodded with satisfaction, cleaned the fish net, put it back in its original place, and took the gold and copper coins home for dinner.
I eat rice dumplings in the morning. Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and everything I need to prepare is complete. Nowadays, the festival atmosphere in the mountain villages is not strong. Unlike before, young people are at home, racing dragon boats, attending temple fairs, eating rice dumplings and listening to operas...Now it is traditional
The customs of the country are gradually changing. All the young rural laborers have gone out to work. Who is still racing dragon boats? How can anyone hire a theatrical troupe?
Nowadays, celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival is very simple. You visit relatives. On the fifth day of May, you eat rice dumplings, boil salted duck eggs, and put some mugwort leaves at the door... Now there are even fewer people drinking realgar wine. It is said that realgar wine is poisonous, and ordinary villagers know it.
So I stopped drinking. Only some elderly people have a hard time changing their habits and still drink a little.
After breakfast, Li Qingyun's sister and nephew were about to return to the city. Li Qingyun went to the fifth grandfather's house to pick up a cart of wine and take his sister back to the city. Since it was the boss in the city who collected the wine, he had to show off.
His cart of wine only carried a thousand jins and contained ten wine jars. Since it was half sorghum wine and five grain wines, the price he offered this time was fifteen yuan per catty, which is a very expensive price for people in the city.
It seems low, but to the people in the village, it is already considered a high-priced drink.
Li Qingyun promised that the Xiaowu Liangshao brewed in the future would be purchased at a stable price of twenty yuan per catty. Grandpa Wu’s family was happy about this for a long time, saying that with this money, the equipment to build another boiler would not be needed.
If you are worried, you can safely expand production.
To change the backward and poor mountain villages, we have to do it step by step. If you want to eat a fat man in one bite, you may scare your relatives and friends.
Before setting off in the car, Li Qingyun's parents asked him to come back early and go to his grandpa's house at noon. During the Dragon Boat Festival, Chen Xiuzhi also had to go back to her parents' house to visit relatives. No matter how many gifts she gave, this courtesy was indispensable.
Li Qingyun was just an idiot when delivering wine. After sending his sister home, he didn't even go in to sit there. He just said he was rushing home to visit relatives and left in a hurry.
Finding a deserted place, he put the ten bottles of wine on the back of the car into a small space, moved them to the wine cellar, and left without paying attention to the sleeping python.
It was already past ten o'clock when we returned to Lijiazhai. Fortunately, Li Qingyun's parents had already prepared gifts and loaded them in the car before setting off.
Now that her family is rich, Chen Xiuzhi is not willing to go to her parents' house. She carries the two bottles of Wuliangye that Secretary Huang brought last time, a few boxes of well-packaged nutritional supplements, and cuts of more than ten kilograms of pork and two chickens.
There is no shame in this pile of gifts.
After crossing the Xiandai River by ferry, there is a small mountain road to the north, which is barely passable by cars. After driving for three or four miles, we reach Chenjiagou. This village is larger than Lijiazhai, and there are many small ponds around the village.
However, there is not much arable land, so the economy is poorer than that of Lijiazhai.
Grandpa's house is at the north end of the village, to the west. There is a compound there. The house is very shabby, but there are three or four houses. After the two uncles got married, they also lived in the compound. Li Qingyun's cousin got married.
We also live in the compound. My eldest cousin already has a child, so the family is four generations living under one roof, which is extremely lively.
Li Qingyun drove into the village, which immediately caused a sensation in Chenjiagou. Some chattering people pointed at the car. It was not until Li Qingyun opened the car window and his mother greeted the villagers affectionately that they realized that it was Chen Xiuzhi who was returning to her parents' home.
Relatives.
Now more people came up to talk. They all praised Chen Xiuzhi for her hard work in life and that her son was promising. When he was in college, he came to borrow tuition fees from his parents' house. Now he is doing well. He actually built a building and bought a car within two years of graduation.
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Of course, there are some well-informed people who heard that Chen Xiuzhi’s family has made a fortune growing vegetables. Her vegetables can hardly be sold, but her vegetables cost ten yuan a pound, and big bosses in the city are rushing to get them.
Li Qingyun saw that there were too many people around, so he simply asked his mother to get out of the car and talk. Otherwise, the frame of the car was too high, and if a child got under the car accidentally, it would be troublesome.
Just like that, after entering the village, I slowed down, stopped and stopped, and finally drove the car to my grandpa's house.
Grandpa is the village chief in the village and the patriarch of the Chen family. He has great power. When the car entered the compound, he saw grandpa sitting under a tree enjoying the shade, squinting and watching his uncle teach the children of the same clan to practice boxing.
When Li Qingyun was a child, he was very envious of the children who could practice boxing in this yard. Although he often played in this yard when he was a child, whenever the adults taught boxing, his grandmother would use various excuses to take him away.
Thinking about it, I am filled with sadness and tears. Therefore, it has been a long time since I returned to the village and I only entered my grandpa’s house today, which has something to do with my childhood experience.
"Grandpa, uncle, won't I delay your boxing lessons?" Li Qingyun asked with a smile as soon as he got out of the car.
Li Chengwen pushed his son from behind to prevent him from complaining. This is the rule of the Chen family. Saying a few sarcastic words will only make the relationship tense. Besides, apart from not teaching him boxing, in other aspects, the grandparents are definitely
Nothing to say.
Li Qingyun's grandfather was chubby and not tall, but he gave the impression that he was extremely burly. If you look carefully at the flesh on his body, there was no layer of muscle, no different from ordinary fat.
"It's Fuwa. What nonsense are you talking about? You've been wasting your time before, right? Haha, you are so capable. When did you buy the car?"
The old man still liked his grandson very much, and his face was filled with glory because he was admitted to Sichuan University. When he saw Li Qingyun getting out of the car, he greeted him with a big smile and took the gift from his hand.
Before Li Qingyun could say anything, the old man squinted his swollen eyes again and exclaimed happily: "Good thing, you kid is really rich. You actually bought two bottles of Wuliangye for grandpa. You will have a good meal today at noon."
"Haha, there will be more good drinks in the future." Li Qingyun smiled and said hello to his uncle who was coming.
The uncle was nearly fifty years old and was extremely strong. He had a farmer's honest smile on his face. He took the things from Li Chengwen's hand and said, "Why do you take so many things? Even if you have money, you can't buy them randomly."
As he said that, he yelled into the backyard: "Chen Sheng, come out quickly to pick up your uncle and his family. They have been bored in the house all day, and they haven't practiced boxing well or planted crops well. They just think about growing mushrooms.
I have been researching for two years and have not succeeded once. Alas, if you are half as capable as Fuwa, I don’t have to worry about you."
Li Qingyun hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Uncle, you are just slapping me in the face. What can I do? I still borrowed the money to go to college from you. After graduation, I couldn't find a decent job. I had no choice but to do it.
He went back to the village to farm. I haven’t dared to come here these days because I’m afraid you will laugh at me. What’s wrong with brother Chen Sheng’s research on growing mushrooms? If he succeeds, he can make a fortune in a year.”
The uncle complained: "You don't know, he wants to artificially grow bamboo fungus, which is no more delicate than ordinary mushrooms. After two years of playing around, he might as well plant some ordinary mushrooms."
Just as he was talking, Chen Sheng ran out of the backyard in slippers, with messy hair, unshaven face, and obvious bloodshot eyes. When he saw Li Qingyun, he forced a smile on his face: "Fuwa, you're here. Just in time, I have something to do.
I want to ask you, when I was looking at the information on growing mushrooms, there were a lot of terms that I didn’t understand. I heard that computers can access the Internet and I can look up anything on the Internet. Can you help me check a few..."
Before he finished speaking, Grandpa Li Qingyun coughed heavily and said very domineeringly: "Today the guests are here, just eat, drink and chat, put aside everything else, even if there is something big, we will talk about it after dinner."
"I know, Grandpa." Hearing his grandfather's impatient cough, Chen Sheng shivered in fright. When he was a child, he was often beaten. If he didn't do that now, he would also get a punch from his grandfather.
The patriarch of the Chen family is not someone who can be called casually. He has more power than the village chief. Everyone in the village named Chen obeys the patriarch. Fortunately, the old man is both the patriarch and the village chief. Otherwise, it would be really hard for someone else to be the village chief.
It’s not interesting, and the command doesn’t impress people. (To be continued...)