Liaocheng City, Jianjun fishing tackle shop.

The owner, Li Jianjun, was sickly holding a fly swatter and waving it, picking up grasshoppers that broke into the store from time to time.

This year, the business of the fishing tackle shop is extremely poor, first two seasons of drought, the rivers and streams have dried up a lot, and the number of fishers is naturally much less.

Then there was heavy rain for half a month, and the waterways and rivers came back to life, but the problem was that the water was too big to go down the net. Later, there was a big flood, not to mention the fish, even the people washed away, where can you still sell fishing gear?

After more than half a year, he didn't sell many goods, and Boss Li's house was almost unable to open the pot.

Under the serious unsalable, the door of the fishing tackle store has been pasted with a big red paper of "all goods in this store are sold at a 50% discount".

Just as Li Jianjun looked at the door of the shop and fell asleep.

Suddenly!

A man rushed in.

"Boss, the thinnest net, pull three meters for me!"

"Aha?" Li Jianjun was stunned by a loud shout.

Then Huo Ran got up and

Damn, it's finally business!

"Wait, I'll cut you right away!"

Before Li Jianjun could take the scissors, the person who came shouted again, "Boss, do you have Line 8 and bamboo poles?"

"Yes, yes, behind the door! The pliers are next to it, and you have to cut it yourself! Huh, "

"Okay!"

The person who came didn't ink, just took the things, and clicked in the store to make a net bag.

Just when Li Jianjun had just finished answering the first group of customers and had not had time to collect the money, outside the door, a large group of people ran over with great momentum!

"Boss, give me a meter of the thinnest gauze!"

"I want three meters!

"We want five meters, just cut it ourselves!"

Seeing this posture, Li Jianjun trembled.

God!

This is the ...... What's wrong!

......

The big red paper at the door of the Jianjun fishing tackle store changed from "all goods are 50% off" to "all goods in this store are not discounted" and then to "Line 8, bamboo poles, gauze are the latest arrivals, if you want to buy as soon as possible" and finally to "Line 8 bamboo poles are sold out, and the gauze is 10 yuan a meter".

The mayor of Douhutun Town, Chong Liangdong, was pinching his smoking throat, looking at the scene in front of him for a while.

After the locust plague broke out, the town immediately stopped the previous flood recovery work and recruited a pest control brigade of several hundred people from the subordinate village units. Due to the passage of the locust army migrating from the east, the town of Douhutun became the hardest hit area of the locust plague.

At this time, the farmland northeast of Douhutun Town has been covered by an army of locusts.

The mayor of the town, Chong Liangdong, was holding a loudspeaker, and his voice was already hoarse.

He didn't want to shout anymore.

The overwhelming locusts are like a dark cloud covering thousands of miles in the sky, and it is like the black wind blowing when the monsters appear in Journey to the West, which makes people shudder when they look at it.

There are no helicopters in the town to spray pesticides, so they can only use the soil methods handed down from their ancestors.

That is, taking advantage of the mating of male and female locusts in the morning and evening, when the ground is not flying, the hunting method of sweeping up and killing with a broom, and digging a trench on the ground, and then gathering manpower to coax the grasshoppers into the ditch to fill the soil and bury them, using sand to block the locust's abdominal breathing port and suffocating to death, and the fire trapping method of lighting a bonfire that can only be used at night, using the phototaxis of insects to lure around the fire, and then burning them to death with gasoline.

In the past two days, the three sides have been used, but the people of the extermination team are still deeply desperate.

Bucket!

There are too many, there are simply too many locusts!

In two days, 48 hours of non-stop operation, the number of locusts killed was less than 10% of the total number of locusts.

This percentage of kills is not even as high as the number of larvae hatching and growing into adults.

The more you kill, isn't it despairing?

"Isn't that like words?

Muttering his usual mantra, he decided to let the members of the extermination team, who had been sleepless for two days, rest for a while.

Waiting for the sun to pass the strongest before continuing, the agricultural director beside him suddenly pointed to the avenue.

"Mayor Mare, the good guys over there are here!"

Well?

Planting Liang Dong hand awning, covering the dazzling sunlight, looking in the direction of the road, immediately overjoyed!

I saw that on the main road, I was afraid that there was a team of more than 100 people coming towards me.

These people are either riding tricycles or bicycles. Each of them carried people on their cars and looked at what seemed to be tools that were netting and covering poles.

"Could it be that the county has sent someone to support us?" Liang Dong hurriedly put down the megaphone in his hand and beckoned to the left and right, "Quick! Come with me to welcome the reinforcements!"

"Yes, Mayor Mare!"

As Liang Dong greeted, several people strode towards the avenue and rushed over.

But Liang Dong didn't expect it.

When he ran to the intersection of the road, and was about to repeat the well-typed welcome speech, the mighty procession swooped past him as if they hadn't seen him at all.

"Huh?"

Just when Liang Dong wondered where this guy came from and what he was going to do, he saw the cycling army plunging into the locust swarm.

Then, at a fairly fast speed, he picked up the various colored grilles and began to wave them wildly!

Unlike the exterminators, these people caught grasshoppers and put them in bags held by their companions.

It seems like......

Still want to pack and take away?

"Fellow, can I ask, you ...... What is this for?"

Looking at the Bailai people who couldn't help but insert themselves into the work of the extermination team, grabbed the grasshopper, and planted Liang Dong was confused.

"Grab the money!"

An old farmer who was constantly waving the rod net in his hand and putting the grasshoppers into a bag casually responded.

"Grab the money?" Liang Dong was puzzled, "This game should be played, can it be sold for money?"

Now many factories in the county and city have set up purchase points! Fellow, you stand farther away, and I will dance with you again. ”

Chong Liangdong, who was pushed away by the old man, opened his mouth wide.

"Mayor Mare...... This ......"

The three views of the agricultural director on the side have been washed.

"Fuck it!"

After being silent for a long time, Chong Liangdong ripped off the cadre hat on his head, "Is this like a word?"

The cold and unguarded action scared Zhao Changxing, the director of agriculture.

"That's right!" he immediately walked up to the old farmer and grabbed the rod net in the old farmer's hand: "Don't catch it! Do you still have some discipline......? Oh my mom,"

Before he could finish speaking, someone kicked him from behind. Looking back, it's a kind of Liangdong!

"Is this like a word! I said that grasshoppers can be sold for money! How much have we buried in the past two days!"

Yes?

Zhao Changxing was stunned,

Myself...... Could it be wrong?

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up to the town and recruit someone for me! Damn, the opportunity for our town to make a fortune has come!"

......

One hour, three hours,

An afternoon passed.

The people around Douhutun Town are gathering more and more, from more than 100 people at the beginning to 3500 people.

By the time the sun set, more than 2,000 people had gathered in the locust-plagued area, which had been shrouded in darkness!

Piles of bonfires were lit, and in the autumn night, the army of grasshoppers, who were born to be light and hot, were firmly attracted to the past. Groups of people with all kinds of things in their hands, not feeling the coolness of the autumn evening, were busy around the campfire.

Looking from the sky, the piles of bonfires and the surrounding figures illuminated by the firelight seem to be a carnival of the autumn harvest.

Early the next morning.

When Xie Laohan took Wang Sanzi and other villagers of Xiejiazhuang to arrive at the locust disaster area, the clusters of bonfires were still emitting green smoke.

Above the sky, locusts are still flying.

But what is visible to the eye is much less before the photo.

A group of people gathered together to eat pancakes and steamed buns on this cold boiled water, looking tired but unable to hide the joy of the harvest, talking about last night's harvest.

Seeing this, Xie Laohan slapped his thigh.

"Damn, it's too late!"

The third child of Wang on the side was already shocked and couldn't speak.

Looking from afar, there are probably four or five thousand people on the ground!

"Brother Xie...... Shall we still go?"

"the egg!" Old Man Xie stomped his foot hard, "Now that the past is over, the insects haven't caught it, I'm afraid that our old bones are squeezed to death in it!"

"What's the matter, the villagers are here, is it possible to go back like this?"

"Go back, then you can't go back!" Xie Laohan snorted, poked the pole net in his hand into the ground, and pointed to the sky.

"Before the locust plague recedes, we will have a chance! They will catch them alive, and we will sell them to death!"

"Brother Xie, what do you say?"

"There are so many grasshoppers now, even so many people, and they will definitely not be able to catch them for a while. They must be robbing here, let's not rob them. Aren't those purchase points five yuan a kilogram harvested and processed? Let's collect them from here on the spot, take them back to Xiejiazhuang, and let the girls pinch their heads, remove their wings, and fry them in the water to make a difference!"

"His third master, you take the villagers to shout here, two yuan and five collections! I'll call my son now and ask him to send money over!"

"Brother Xie, just look at it!"

The fifth day of the locust plague.

With the birth of the first batch of middlemen of Xie Laohan, a preliminary locust catching industry chain was born.