Zhuang San was thoughtful after listening to his wife's words.
How could he not know his current situation? It's just that the Niudan incident was an ugly incident at that time, and it was exposed in front of the villagers. Although everyone mentioned it as a joke, his reputation was ruined after all.
No, he still had to think about this matter, but it couldn't be like last time. He now saw clearly that not only his good niece, but also the son-in-law recruited by his sister-in-law were all difficult characters.
Zhuang San hugged the crying child and thought about it before returning to the house. On the other side, the village chief and his eldest son Li You were heading to Zhuang Keqing's house.
Yesterday, Li You harvested a few rice fish. When he got home, Li You asked his wife to prepare them. He had a nice meat meal at noon. Afterwards, he told his father about the grand occasion of harvesting fish, which made the old village chief feel itchy and wanted to go there in the afternoon.
The dealer takes a look.
Fortunately, Li You persuaded him that he might be busy dealing with these fishes now, so it would be better for him not to cause trouble. It wouldn't be too late to wait until he finished his work in the fields the next day to go and see them.
What he said was reasonable, but the village chief didn't have a good rest all night and was thinking about fish.
If it is true, as the boss said, that two acres of land can yield six baskets, then if it were other farmers who had seven or eight acres of paddy fields at home, wouldn’t the harvest be endless throughout the year, and they would still be able to get the excess by then?
Are you going to sell it for money? Life is going to be prosperous for everyone right now!
At dawn the next day, the village chief got up and fidgeted at home waiting for his son to come back from the fields. He pulled him away before anyone could get a drink of water.
Although the old man is old, he is still very anxious. Before he even reaches the dealer, he sees the yard full of fish.
Really many!
The banker's yard is not a big one in the village. These fish are strung up on a rack to be dried. Looking at the strings from a distance makes people excited. What are these? Where are the fish? This is all
It’s a bunch of copper coins!
There are not many villagers who share the same thoughts as the village chief. Since the morning, Qin Manzhi has sent away three waves of people who came to see the fish. Her face almost froze with laughter, and she couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted her daughter to come back to take her place.
For myself.
Who would have thought that the village chief would be here at this moment.
"Village Chief, why are you here!" Qin Manzhi saw the village chief turn into the path leading to his yard from a distance, and knew that he must be here to see the fish, so he opened the yard door and went up to him.
"My dad came to see the fish."
The village chief had no intention of answering. He just nodded and hurried forward. However, Li You answered.
Qin Manzhi didn't care and turned aside to let the village chief enter the courtyard. He followed behind and went to the kitchen to pour water first.
The old man got closer to watch the fish in the small courtyard.
One fish weighs about half a kilogram, which is too small for pickling and air-drying. But he tasted it yesterday and found that the fish had no earthy smell and was much more delicious than the fish in the river. He thought that after drying, the taste would not be heavier than those weighing several kilograms.
The big fish is missing.
Qin Manzhi handed over the water, but the village chief waved his hand and did not take it. Li You drank it instead. He had just come back from the fields and was caught by his anxious father and ran wildly. Now he is thirsty.
"Ms. Qin, where is the girl?" the village chief asked.
"Ke'er and Brother Ling went to the fields to see if there were any live fish that had slipped through the net." Qin Manzhi replied, "We will be harvesting in a few days, so we shouldn't let some fish stink in the fields."
The village chief nodded, stepped back further, and began to count the number of fish.
"There are three strings in one string and ten strings in one row. There are nine racks in total, about three hundred." Qin Manzhi spent the whole afternoon killing fish yesterday and knew what he was doing. Now he explained it in an orderly manner.
The village chief had an idea.
As long as this method of raising fish does not damage the crops, he will have to get all the people in the village to take action next year.
Also, when the rice is harvested in a few days, should you let the eldest son come first to help the farmer collect the grain? In her family, there is a widow, a girl, and Shen Ling, who has never done farm work. The harvesting speed is slow. some.
Just as she was thinking about it, Zhuang Keqing came back. She and Shen Ling carried a rattan basket with at least twenty lively fish in it.
"Grandpa, village chief, you are here."
When she met the village chief, Zhuang Keqing smiled happily. She finally lived up to the trust he had given her, and the rice-fish farming business was already half done.
But the village chief had a straight face and didn't come up to praise her. He just stroked his beard and nodded slightly.
This girl has been in the limelight recently, and he is afraid that the other party will be complacent and some unscrupulous people will say some unpleasant things.
"Village Chief." Shen Ling put down the fish basket and bowed to the village chief.
After glancing at the steady Shen Ling, the old man felt a little more relaxed. After all, there was still this kid here, so the girl wouldn't be too complacent.
"Yeah." He responded.
Qin Manzhi came up to help drag the fish basket back, and Zhuang Keqing said: "Mom, do you remember what I said before, Uncle Zhang's family also raises rice field fish?"
Of course Qin Manzhi remembered it, but she didn't expect that it was Mrs. Liu who made the decision at the time, so she was particularly impressed.
Just when she was about to nod, the village chief suddenly grabbed Zhuang Keqing's hand in surprise and asked, "What did you say? The Zhang family also raised this fish?"
"Yes, they are harvesting fish today, and many people have gone to watch the fun."
Zhuang Keqing had just finished speaking, and before Li You could react, the village chief had already left the yard and seemed to be heading to the Zhang family's paddy fields.
"Sister-in-law Qin, I'm sorry. Dad is in a hurry. I'll take care of him and leave first." Li You said hastily and chased after him.
Qin Manzhi saw him go around to the old man's side, and after persuading him for a long time, he asked him to slow down a little.
Zhuang Keqing knew that the village chief was worried about the rice fish, so he didn't say anything more. He just watched the two of them turn off the path, and then turned back to talk about what to do with the remaining fish.
As for the other villagers, they heard that the Zhang family was also collecting fish. Whether they had gone to see the excitement yesterday or not, they all gathered together again.
"Why does this house also have fish?"
"She was raised quietly and secretly."
"Mrs. Liu didn't stop her?"
"Shh, maybe I raised her behind Mrs. Liu's back."
Zhuang Er was also crowded among these villagers, watching the Zhang family carrying bag after bag of fish, his chest pounding.
When he learned the news yesterday, all the fields at his sister-in-law's house had been harvested, otherwise he would have to go and help. He didn't want to take advantage of anything, he just knew what his third brother had done. The opportunity can help them to make up for the wrong things they did before.
But how did he know that there were so many fish in just two acres of land!
The three brothers of the Zhang family were standing in the field where there was shallow water, catching fish into their pockets. From the looks of it, their harvest seemed to be better than that of the banker.
Most of the surrounding villagers were envious, and some were jealous. They whispered that the Zhang family was not upright and that they used the method of raising fish in rice fields. They did not want to let other people know about it and only cared about their own family.
But there are always some people who don't buy it and like to argue, so they just spit out, "That's right. Let's talk about it. If Mrs. Liu were here, could you still fart?"
As soon as these words came out, the people around him laughed and made sarcastic remarks, but the embarrassed man turned red and squeezed out of the crowd and ran away.
When the village chief arrived, the Zhang family had almost finished harvesting, but the villagers had no intention of leaving and still gathered together to discuss the rice and fish.
"The village chief is here."
Someone with sharp eyes saw the old man and shouted quickly, giving up his seat.
When the village chief stepped onto the field and took a look, he knew something in his mind.
He already knew that he had caught a lot of fish.
From the perspective of an experienced farmer like him who has been producing rice for decades, this rice is not too bad.
Even if the rice production did not increase as much as the girl said, as long as the original production was maintained and only one more fish was caught, he would have to convince the villagers to raise this rice next year!
But before he could think of a way to promote it, someone had already thought of it.
"Village chief, look at this banker. What a great way the Zhang family harvested so many fish from only two acres of land." A dark-faced man rubbed his hands nervously and said, "Can you talk to the banker's girl and teach her?
Can you teach me? There are a lot of people in my family, and the children are small. We don’t see many fish all year round. It would be great if we could raise some fish."
Seeing that the village chief didn't speak, he cautiously said, "Learning the method is not in vain. I am willing to pay a few copper coins."
"Yes, village chief, my family is willing too."
One person mentioned it, and others around him were also itchy. Three or two impatient ones also shouted that they wanted to learn, but they didn't know what price the dealer would offer.
But don’t let the lion open his mouth too loudly.
Most people focused their attention on the village chief, just waiting for his answer.
