The picking season of bayberry passed, the peaches were about to ripen, and there was nothing to do in the orchard for a while, so Luo Tong was idle at home. This coke broke Sheng Qiwu, and the two of them haven't been so idle for a long time, and they are busy every day.

On this day, the two were watching TV in the living room, and there was a plate of marinated quail eggs on the coffee table. This is a seasoning bag from Sheng Qiwu's craftsmanship, Ma Sen. To say that this quail egg Masson has bits and pieces in it, there are about a dozen kinds of ingredients in it, and you can smell the fragrance from afar.

As soon as the marinated quail eggs came out, Luo Tong immediately abandoned the bayberry preserves. Eating too much candied fruit will always be a little greasy, which is like this quail egg, which is salty and not greasy, just one word, delicious!

Luo Tong's eyes were glued to the TV, his fingers unconsciously stretched out to the plate, and Sheng Qiwu hurriedly put the peeled quail eggs into the plate. Usually Sheng Qiwu's speed is not as fast as Luo Tong's eating, and Luo Tong is not in a hurry, so he waits slowly.

When the two were in love, they heard someone shouting outside, "Is anyone home?"

Luo Tong got up to go out, but was stopped by Sheng Qiwu, who wiped the marinade on his hands.

"Just sit here and I'll go. ”

Within two minutes, Sheng Qiwu came in with a middle-aged man in his forties. This person Luo Tong knew, but he didn't say a few words to him. Because he doesn't usually stay at home, he is said to be doing a barbecue business in the town.

His name is Chen Shanqin, and he is the same generation as Chen Jing. Luo Tong hurriedly beckoned him to sit down, and Sheng Qiwu went to make tea. "Mr. Chen, is there something you came here for today?"

Chen Shanqin rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed, and then thought of the purpose of his coming, and relaxed.

"Well, I see that the quail eggs are not coming out of your orchard? I want to come to you to buy some quail eggs. ”

Sheng Qiwu put the teacup in front of him, "Can quail eggs still be roasted and eaten?"

I haven't tried this before, maybe I can try it?

Speaking of this barbecue, Chen Shanqin immediately said, "Of course you can, you can not only eat it grilled, but also fried it, I came back yesterday and heard that you have fresh quail eggs here, so I wanted to buy some with you." ”

This is a bit difficult, a total of 1,000 quails, a maximum of seven or eight catties of quail eggs a day, just like that, most of them were collected by Fuxing Building, and their own food is a little insufficient, how can there be a share to others?

Luo Tong said his hesitation, although Chen Shanqin was disappointed, he could understand it. If someone else has the goods and doesn't sell them to him, there is something to say, isn't it that others don't have it?

He happened to come back today to have something, and he came to ask about this stubble, and now he is not disappointed when he returns empty-handed. After all, it's a business, how can it be so easy to blush with others?

After sending Chen Shanqin away, Sheng Qiwu came back and saw Luo Tong leaning on the sofa, his eyes half-closed, and he didn't know where to go.

"What are you thinking?"

"I want to raise more quails, it feels like it's a bit of a fuss. ”

"How many are you going to raise? It's a thousand at the moment, and there's still nearly seventy quails in there. ”

The quails were quite large at the beginning, and the thousand quails occupied a small corner. If you raise more quails, it won't look empty, so make reasonable use of the space.

"I checked the information and said that generally 70 square quail houses can raise 10,000 quails, do you think we should raise 10,000?" Luo Tong flashed her eyes, a little hesitant, in fact, she already had an idea in her heart, but she still wanted to hear Sheng Qiwu's opinion again.

"Yes, I think you're a good idea. Sheng Qiwu changed his words, "Who do you let take care of this quail?" Chen Weihong is actually a little too busy to take care of the thousand quails, don't forget that he still has thousands of chickens to take care of. ”

Luo Tong thought about this question, "You said that if I don't let Chen Weihong raise quails, I will invite another person from the chicken coop?"

"Who are you going to invite?"

"What do you think of Uncle Six-Fingered?" Luo Tong suddenly said a person's name, Sheng Qiwu was at a loss, who is Uncle Six-Fingered?

"His big name is Chen Demin, because he was born with six fingers, so everyone calls him Uncle Six Fingers. ”

Speaking of which, Luo Tong didn't know these things at first, or she often went to the orchard and heard everyone's gossip, so she knew that there was such a person in the village.

Speaking of daimyo, Luo Tong knows. Because he was born with six fingers, everyone called him Uncle Six Fingers, and even his name was gradually forgotten.

She has an impression of this person, very honest, usually doesn't talk much, and works very hard. He went to the orchard to dig pits and plant trees, and the money he earned at that time was second only to Chen Weihong's.

"Why did you think of him?" Sheng Qiwu was a little puzzled, this six-fingered uncle usually lived in a simple place, and he really hadn't met him a few times.

"Actually, I originally wanted to ask Brother Yu Zhao, but then I thought about cleaning this chicken coop every day, and cleaning up chicken manure is not an easy thing, it's better to find a man to do it, doesn't this think of him?"

This is also Luo Tong's idea, objectively speaking, it is not a good choice to invite Yu Zhaodi. First of all, she is still a little weak, and she can't do a lot of heavy work. Secondly, she still has a stall to work at home, maybe Luo Tong invited her over, and people are not happy.

"Okay, when are we going to invite Uncle Six-Fingered?" Sheng Qiwu was pleased that Luo Tong was getting more and more in his own ideas, and he was more and more aware of how to look ahead and backward in doing things, rather than acting on a momentary mood.

This shows that Luo Tong is really becoming mature, becoming responsible, and becoming more and more like a qualified businessman. Although it is now only a small orchard contractor, this does not prevent Sheng Qiwu from appreciating Luo Tong's progress.

"Let's go now, anyway, it's only ten o'clock, and Uncle Six-Finger's house is not far away, so let's go for a walk." ”

Luo Tong's proposal, Sheng Qiwu naturally complied.

Uncle Six-Finger Chen Demin's house is actually behind Chen Yunjing's house, and when Chen Yunjing was very difficult, he didn't go to Uncle Six-Finger's house to eat.

The situation in Uncle Liuzhi's house is not very good, and it can be said that there is almost no one in Qingshui Village that is in good condition, and all of them are low-rise tiled houses.

A few days ago, Luo Tong heard from the eldest lady in the village that after the autumn harvest, several families are ready to build new houses, so they will build these three-story small buildings, of course, they are now called rural villas.

Almost every house in Qingshui Village has a wall, Sheng Qiwu knocked on the courtyard door, and soon a voice came out, "Who? Wait!"

The door opened, and an old man in his sixties stood behind the door, "Xiao Luo and Xiao Sheng are here, come in and sit! The old man is feeding the chickens, and a few chickens in the house have just come out of the chicken coop, so I closed the door, come in and sit!"