Glancing at the yellow eel, Bian Rui couldn't help but swallow his saliva, if it weren't for the little raccoon, Bian Rui wouldn't have remembered to eat the yellow eel, and now after the little fox made such a fuss, Bian Rui couldn't help but talk about it, and his mind was full of the words fried eel.

"I hurt you in vain, and I don't know how to send the things I caught to my home, so I just care about eating for myself, and I will eat you to death sooner or later!" Bian Rui said hatefully to the little fox.

The little raccoon doesn't care about its owner at all, it is estimated that this is a hotel for it, and if you want to come and live, you don't want to come for a few days and not see the shadow, even for a cat, the little raccoon is too profligate.

In short, the little fox is not a serious cat!

was about to enter the kitchen, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in Bian Rui's mind: By the way, we can raise eels!

After Bian Rui didn't have a thought, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was good, first of all, the eel food was very easy to solve, it was nothing more than some small snails, small fish and small shrimp or something, and the required place did not pick a pond, and there was no need for water as deep as raising fish, it stands to reason that it can be raised in the rice field.

There are quite a few such ponds near the village, which are called ponds at best, and swamps at worst, and there is water in them all year round, although it seems that the water is up to the knees, but the silt below is quite deep, and the deepest place is almost one or two meters deep.

"That's a good idea, it's a good idea," Bian Rui nodded repeatedly.

For Bian Rui, making these ponds can be said to be a double thing, the first is to raise loaches by himself, the second is to increase some income in the village, and the third is to control these mud pools.

Don't underestimate this mud pool, most of the mosquitoes and flies are produced here, the reason why the village has not been treated, the key place is that there is no money, and what, everyone has been down for so many years for this mud pool is not strange, a little lazy.

Then again, the quagmire here is not one of the waste water rivers in the city, they all emit a foul smell in winter, these pools don't smell much, and the silt in them is still the best fertilizer.

With this idea, Bian Rui began to ponder, the nearest pond is not far from where Bian Rui lives, along the half-slope road, after the poultry house and then walk less than a hundred meters to arrive, almost three or four acres of quagmire, no matter the size or distance, for Bian Rui to raise yellow eel is very suitable.

After thinking about it for a while, Bian Rui couldn't hold back his mood and ran to the quagmire with the big ash.

With a trot to the place, Bian Rui stood on the edge of the quagmire, looked at the quagmire happily with his hands on his waist, and began to draw a grand blueprint of his eel factory in his heart.

Bian Rui has already figured it out, after taking this pool, spend money to find the villagers to pick up the mud out of the pool, at least to clear out a layer of black silt on it, after clearing the silt, what is left is the mountain soil brought down by the rain, these soil is also nutritious, this can not be lost, not only can not be lost but also have to be kept.

Dig up some of the mountain soil and make it into irregular concentric circles 60 centimeters wide and more than 1 meter deep, almost like mosquito coils, which is conducive to the yellow eel to make holes in the soil on the side, and the waterway in the middle is also conducive to the activities of the yellow eel. In this way, three or four acres of quagmire are almost seven or eight thousand, and Bian Rui is not ready to raise more, there is an entry and exit every year, so that everyone can see that they are not so eyesore.

After taking a good look at Tanzi, Bian Rui went home and had lunch and began to draw pictures, raising how to allocate the Tanzi space. In the evening, I went directly to my parents' house, ready to discuss with my father and grandfather about raising eels.

Entering the yard, Bian Rui saw that his father was weaving bamboo baskets, and his grandfather had already put the sheep in the pen, and now he was sharpening the bamboo baskets with a knife. As for the grandmother and mother, they are still busy in the kitchen.

The little girl was also very sensible and sat opposite her grandfather, slowly smoking the bamboo strips that her grandfather had skimmed with her little hands and gloves.

Zhang Jingjing, who is half of Bian Rui's student, is also here today, and her life is the same as that of a little girl. often come to the house, the people of Bian Rui's family have regarded this child as half of the family, everything is very casual, Zhang Jingjing is not as cringe as before, and now she is half playing and half working with the little girl, and the laughter of the two little girls from time to time fills the entire yard, so that Bian Rui's father and ancestor are all happy.

"Coming?"

"Hello Uncle Bian"

"Dad!"

"Well, it's coming" Bian Rui said hello to his father and ancestor, and then reached out and rubbed the heads of the two little girls.

"Wait a minute, we'll be eating soon," said Bian Rui's grandfather.

"It's okay, Dad, Grandpa, I have an idea to talk to you about today" Bian Rui pulled a stool and sat down.

Bian Rui's words attracted the attention of the two old men, and at the same time stopped what they were doing and waited for Bian Rui to say something.

Bian Rui opened his mouth and said: "I want to rent the mud pool near my house and build a pond for raising yellow eels,...... What do you think?"

"Although the price of this eel is good, if you don't necessarily sell the starting price, almost all the eels outside are people from Hongyang Township, who is the largest producer of eels, lobsters and crabs in the county.

Bian Rui said with a smile: "What should I sell to them, I will sell the pearl directly, and hand it over to the seventeenth brother to sell in the future, who dares to block my channel, the channel of the pearl is not their Hongyang Township."

Sometimes Bian Rui likes this feeling of the villagers holding together, but sometimes Bian Rui hates it quite much, it all depends on whether the group is from Bianjia Village, Bian Rui from Bianjia Village likes it, and if it is not from Bianjia Village, he has to block his way, and Bian Rui doesn't like it quite much. Hongyang's aquatic products are not only the county's well-known signboards, but also the city's provincial signboards, not to mention anything else, people every year from January to June and July, when the lobster is on the market, the aquatic festival is held, and the good guys who come to eat lobster can be said to be countless in the car.

As soon as the reputation came out, the local protection followed, and the Hongyang side almost controlled the aquatic products of the county, especially the lobsters and crabs and other high-profit ones.

"I think it's feasible, the first thing is that the yellow eel is easy to raise, the second is that the market is large, and it is two or three acres of eel fields, and it doesn't get a few catties a day, and the child wants to get it, let him get it," Bian Rui's grandfather said.

Bian Rui's father smiled bitterly: "The mud pond was changed to an eel field, and the investment in the eel box is not tens of thousands, and it is estimated that it will not be able to stop at all, and it will cost a lot of money to clean up the pond alone, right?"

"I'll figure out the money thing. But I don't need a cage or anything, just throw it in the pond and raise it, whether you make money or lose depends on God," Bian Rui said.

Now there must be no problem with the money in Bian Rui's pocket to clean up the pond or something, but when the eel pond is done, Bian Rui's pocket will follow. Fortunately, money is not a big problem for Bian Rui, it is still the same sentence, if there is no money, it is better to sell wood, and the owner of the furniture factory over there probably wants to take the goods from Bian Rui in his dreams.

"If you want to do it, I will naturally support it, but you don't have a score" Bian Rui's father looked at his son and felt that this kid was a little unreliable.

"How much can I lose?" Bian Rui's grandfather didn't think there was anything wrong with what his grandson did, he thought that it was good for young people to have this heart, and it was a big deal to make money or something, no matter how much their family said about making a living, there was no problem with it, and after eating and dressing warmly, it would not be a big deal for the old man.

"That master, you can help me talk to my grandfather about this, I rented this pond, and the rent has to be less for me," Bian Rui said with a smile.

"I'll tell your grandfather about this, let's see if I can let you raise it for a year, if you raise it well, the village will collect more, and if you don't raise it well, the village will collect less," Bian Rui's grandfather said.

Bian Rui hummed with satisfaction when he heard this.

Then the whole family had dinner together, and after the meal, Bian Rui took the two children back to his yard to practice, and when Zhang Jingjing's father came to pick up people, the piano lesson was officially over.

In the afternoon of the next day, Bian Rui received a letter from his grandfather, saying that the clan agreed to rent the pond to Bian Rui, and that no rent would be charged for the first and second years, as long as Bian Rui cleared the silt and folded the silt into the village for fertilizer.

Bian Rui couldn't say anything about this condition, he signed a contract with the village directly, and the big red seal was so deducted, and the pond would be owned by Bian Rui within ten years.

After getting the lease right of Tanzi, Bian Rui began to make preliminary preparations for Qingtan.

The first thing to prepare is the wood, if you want to fix the mud in the pool, then there must be something to stop it, there is a living water source on this pond, if there is no thing to protect the eel pond must be cleared at least two years, otherwise the ditch dug out will be washed away, but don't underestimate the power of the flowing water, although the water is not big but the accumulation of time will also be fatal.

Wood is really easy for Bian Rui, and after a few days of sneaking and pretending, a few small bowls of thick material are piled up on the edge of the pool.

Next, you have to prepare some machinery, such as pumps, small machines for ramming piles, and the excavator Bian Rui thinks that it is not possible, and that kind of guy wants to come in and have to pave the road and cut down trees.

The cost of paving the road and cutting down the tree is not acceptable to Bian Rui, not to mention that Bian Rui has no right to cut the tree here, he really has to cut it, maybe the Forestry Bureau will have to talk to Bian Rui.

Now it's okay to plant trees, but not to cut down trees?

Even if it is a tree that you plant, as long as it is not planted on your own homestead, you have no right to cut down the tree.

has been busy for half a month, Bian Rui was about to open a rack-type digging ditch to divert the stream leading to Tanzi today, and when he was draining the pond in the next step, suddenly a little nephew of his own family came running over with a trot.

"Uncle Nineteen, Uncle Nineteen, there is a big truck in the village, there are several excavators on it, and the truck master said to look for you......" The nephew said breathlessly.

"I ......! Didn't I say it, my small excavator here is useless, why doesn't Zhou Zheng listen to it......

As soon as Bian Rui heard that someone had sent him an excavator, he immediately frowned and began to complain.

From knowing that Bian Rui was going to raise eels in a pond, Zhou Zheng happened to talk to the township about investment and came over to take a look, and when he heard Bian Rui say that he planned to do so, he said that he wanted to surprise Bian Rui, and Bian Rui also said don't get an excavator or something, who knew that this guy didn't take it seriously at all, and sent it directly to himself.

Seeing that the clan uncle was angry, the nephew said: "Uncle, the excavator is very small!"

Bian Rui crossed the kid: "How small can it be?"

When Bian Rui stood next to the excavator, he was also stunned: "I'm going, there is still this kind of excavator?"

In Bian Rui's impression, the excavators are all big guys, and the smallest carriage almost looks like a big tractor, but now the small excavator in front of him is really too delicate.

The entire excavator track part is not more than two meters at most, not much longer than the general table, the digging bucket is only slightly larger than the fence bucket, and an adult squats into the cockpit, and it is estimated that it is difficult to turn around.

The driver smiled: "What is this, there are smaller models."

"That's a toy, right?"

The villagers next to him laughed and coaxed.

The driver said: "Really, there are no chairs in the cabin, and people have to ride on the machine when they operate, and the bucket is so big."

"You are Mr. Bian Rui, sign here, although these machines are second-hand, they are all new and easy to use......" The driver was waiting for Bian Rui to sign, and praised Bian Rui's good vision.