Inspired by the solution to the problem of food and clothing, the first thing that came to Gui's mind was to turn the long-term dream of raising chickens into action. He thought of the site, of the chicken seedlings, and even of the smell of chicken manure that could not affect the villagers.

On this day, Qin Yin returned to the small mountain village from the field, and before he got home, Ah Gui followed Qin Yin step by step, wanting to speak and stopping. The sound of the piano was followed by Ah Gui, and it felt strange, so he stopped and asked Ah Gui what was wrong? Ah Gui scratched his head, but he still wanted to say something.

Qin Yin is a bold character, seeing Ah Gui's head scratching wooden look, pursed his lips and smiled.

Ah Gui said slowly: "We are in the same village, and my surname is Qin, isn't it?"

Qin Yin smiled: "Oh, I always call you Ah Gui, I have forgotten that your real name is Qin Gui." ”

"Five hundred years ago, oh, not five hundred years ago, maybe one or two hundred years ago, we were a family, weren't we?" Oh no, since you know that Ah Gui's surname is Qin, it should be said that Qin Gui said.

Qin Yin looked at Qin Gui, feeling that Qin Gui seemed to have something to say, and he didn't know what he wanted to say for a while, so he was angry, so he said angrily: "Don't be many hundred years ago, we are neighbors, we don't see you when you look up, let's talk about something." ”

Qin Gui said hesitantly: "A few days ago, the one you said, the one who supported me to run a chicken farm......"

Qin Yin immediately realized what Qin Gui was trying to express, and said heroically, "Oh, so you mean to sponsor you for the money to buy chicken seedlings?"

"Didn't you say that it wasn't sponsorship? At that time, it was said that you paid for it, I contributed my efforts, and I will pay you back when I make money. Qin Gui looked honest and straightforward.

"Okay!" said Kotone, and ran home.

After a while, Qin Yin ran towards Qin Gui again, and the two looked at each other and smiled. After all, he was asking for money from Qin Yin, and Qin Gui lowered his head embarrassedly. Qin Yin stuffed three stacks of ten-yuan bills into Qin Gui's hand.

Qin Gui pinched the money stuffed by Qin Yin, and felt uncomfortable, wanting to say goodbye.

Qin Yin said mischievously: "I know what you want to say, don't say anything, take it and use it first." ”

Qin Gui muttered and popped out a sentence: "Do you want to write an IOU to you?"

"No, no. Kotone said and ran away.

Qin Gui took the money, put it in his pocket, and went directly to the place he was looking for.

At the bottom of a hill not far from the small mountain village is an open field with a few clumps of bamboo. Originally, it was used to grow vegetables, but there is not enough light here, so it will be more convenient to raise chickens than to grow vegetables. This is where Qin Gui is going to raise chickens.

Qin Gui prepared some bamboo chips and straw, and was busy for a whole afternoon, using bamboo chips and straw to tie them to form a chicken liao. In the evening, seeing that there were more than a dozen chicken liaos, Qin Gui set up a circular fence with wooden strips and bamboo chips, and went home satisfied.

The next day, Qin Gui rushed to the market early in the morning. When it was almost noon, he carried a large chicken cage and went to the chicken house. When Qin Gui opened the chicken cage, wow! The fluffy chicks, like elves wearing yellow nylons, came out of the cage in a neat and orderly manner.

Qin Gui also prepared rice bran and water, stirred evenly, and fed the chickens.

In the evening, everyone in the village came home, and when they heard that Qin Gui had really started raising chickens, they all gathered around to watch. Qin's father praised Qin Gui very much, saying that Qin Gui would do it when he thought of it, and he was very motivated. The villagers also said that this time there are people in our village who raise chickens, and they don't have to worry about running out of chickens in the future.

Qin Yin was in the crowd, looking at those cute chicks, and looking at the onlookers, I always felt that there was something missing in the chicken farm. She carefully recalled her thoughts, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she went home and took a large wooden board, and painted a line of large characters with edible red rice flour: Qingui Chicken Farm.

Qin Yin called Qin Sheng for help, took a long log, and came to the chicken farm. The sound of the piano fixed the pile of the wood, and the board on which the sound of the piano was written in large characters was nailed to the top of the log. Many villagers looked up at the big characters of "Qingui Chicken Farm" hanging high and were amazed.

"It's decent, it's decent!" Father Qin measured his steps back and forth, and he didn't know whether to praise Qin Gui or praise the chicken farm.

For the next few days, Qin Gui took care of the chicken farm like a baby every day. The villagers also came to watch from time to time, and the foreign daughter-in-law named Shiya in the village had a whimsical idea and said to Qin Gui: "In the future, our chickens will also be sent for you to raise, and then take them back when they are raised." ”

Qin Gui listened to Shiya's words, and suddenly got some revelation, and said excitedly: "Oh, by the way, when I can't be busy alone, I will scatter the chickens to every house to raise, and I will buy them and sell them." ”

Dear friends, don't underestimate these ideas of Qin Gui and Shiya. It is said that there is a tremendous amount of creativity and wisdom hidden among the masses of the people, and these initial simple ideas of theirs have later been interpreted into a certain model for the peasants to get rich, and have become golden ideas that have led thousands of households to become well-off. Of course, that's an afterthought.

Qin Yin likes Qingui's chicken farm very much, and runs to the chicken farm when he has time. At first, the chicks saw that Qin Yin was still hiding in all directions, but gradually, the chicks enjoyed the feeding of Qin Yin, became familiar, and whenever Qin Yin came, the chicks gathered around Qin Yin, raising their heads high and waiting for food. It amuses the sound of the piano.

The chicks forage in flocks during the day, and in the evening, they return to the chicken houses in groups. Careful piano music found that the chickens were actually like assigning a good position, and the same chick, every day when they returned to the chicken liao, they would go to the same position to perch.

Qingui's chicken farm is a demonstration for the farmers in the small mountain village. Within a few days, some other peasant households in the small mountain village also followed Qingui's practice and set up similar chicken farms, large and small, with a total of seven or eight chicken farms, scattered in all corners of the village.

Father Qin has to walk around these chicken farms every day, like his own family, looking at it happily and admiring: "This is the diversified business that Comrade Xin Xian said." ”

After hearing this, she corrected and said, "This is just one of many types of business, and there will be more in the future." ”

Father Qin smiled and said, "Yes, yes, in addition to raising chickens, we also have to raise pigs, grow tea, and grow fruits." ”

Slowly, Qin's father became the favorite person of the villagers, and whenever he was free, the villagers gathered at Qin's house to ask Qin's father for advice on food and clothing. Father Qin always took the trouble to talk about the policy of diversified business over and over again, encouraging the villagers to develop diversified business.

Qin Sheng couldn't bear it anymore, and complained: "You don't have a decent variety of businesses in your own family, and you still care about others." ”

Qin Yin listened to it and said to Qin Sheng: "My father is the representative of the people, and it is his duty to care for the villagers. ”

Qin Sheng said, "Then what about your duties? You can also help us find a way to do it." ”

Qin Yin listened to her brother's words and fell into deep thought for a while. That's right, since the villagers believe in the pianist so much, the pianist has to behave.

Kotone remembered that her father liked to grow vegetables, and he was very fond of vegetables and had a lot of experience. A picture of growing vegetables slowly became clearer and clearer in Qin Yin's mind. She secretly opened her small baggage, pinched the pile of ten-yuan bills, and planned to buy some vegetable seeds for her father and help him build a vegetable base.

Qin Yin did not forget Lin Qian, she wondered: Lin Qianguang kills pigs and sells pork, can she raise pigs by the way? She plans to find time to talk to Lin Qian and help Lin Qian develop the pig industry.

Thinking of this, Qinyin's mood suddenly brightened, and she dreamed that the people she knew around her would not worry about food, clothing, and food and clothing. This blueprint is slowly forming its outline. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Dream Chaser Huazhang Claw Book House" for free for the first time.