Although he knew that even if he didn't "help", the plesiosaur would not be able to survive, Yan Fei inevitably felt a little complicated in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not enough to say guilt, it's mainly because I worked hard for a long time, and I thought I could reunite the plesiosaurs' family, but in the end it didn't work out - and I really wanted to help at that time, who knew that guy was so miserable!

After swimming in the pool for a while, Yan Fei changed into a small pale green fish in the lake, and then into a fish that everyone looked down upon—this was a change he had just acquired when he was in the lake, and although it might not be useful, at least it could familiarize him with the body of a real fish.

After 'despising' in the waterhole for a while, he was worried that the plesiosaur family would return to its original form if it returned. Then he dragged the dead plesiosaur and sank directly into the great lake.

Mainly because the plesiosaur had no more meat, and Yan Fei didn't bother to drag it to the big lake where the baby fish were raised—this could be regarded as a reunion for their family in the lake.

In any case, it's always a good thing that I've got a new change.

Seeing that it was getting late, he went back to Caiyuan Island to get some food—he had to eat a few more meals each time he got a change, and he was used to it.

When he returned to the cattle farm, he didn't bother to experiment with his newfound changes. Instead, he took out the magazine he had 'borrowed' from the library and began to flip through it.

When he opened the article that began with "On cow dung", he immediately cheered up.

At first, he was still a little nonchalant, and by the time he was halfway through the article, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter. By the time he finished reading the article, his attention had never been more focused than ever, and he read the article again, from beginning to end.

Then, I started to think about it.

The article is really not too long, and the professional knowledge introduced earlier is not too much, but more to promote the prospects of the technology he mentioned in the article.

And the so-called prospects, in Yan Fei's eyes, are the 'money scene' of Hongguoguo.

In Yan Fei's view, the author of this article is more like a profiteer who tempts people to speculate, rather than a scholar who writes technical articles. At least, after reading this article, he was really excited, and he wanted to try out the thing described in the book right away.

is really excited, even if 'Qian Jing' is not as good as this article says, Yan Fei also admits it.

After all, this technology can make use of cow dung with minimal investment. What needs to be considered is that once it is developed according to the article, a lot of cow dung will be needed, and the area will not be small.

This is also the reason why he couldn't move as soon as he saw the words 'on cow dung'. There are more and more cattle in the cattle farm, and some of them don't need so much cow dung anymore by relying on the surrounding vegetable growers.

What's more, he also has chickens and pigs here, and these manure needs to be disposed of.

If others are moved by this article, they will also consider saying, where does cow dung come from, and whether it is cost-effective to occupy land to do this? After all, the output of an acre of land is how much money a year, and the use of cow dung is quite dirty.

But for Yan Fei, he is not short of raw materials. As for the land that needed to be used, he didn't even have to turn his mind to think of the wasteland available to him.

It's that simple.

If you want to choose a person who has the most comprehensive and detailed understanding of all the land in the township among the people in Sancha River, Yan Fei is definitely the first choice.

Because of the experience of catching rabbits and chasing pheasants at night, he knew the fields, wastelands, rivers, ditches and streams of the entire township well.

Cow dung naturally doesn't cost money, and it was originally a waste utilization. And if you rent a few acres of wasteland, it will definitely not cost much money this year. For him, if this can really be done, it will be similar to a business without capital.

It's exciting just thinking about it.

However, there is still some preparation to be done before getting excited.

You don't need money for land, you don't need money for cow dung, but you have to invest some construction costs in the early stage. It can't be just a wasteland, and you can do things directly, right?

Thinking of this, Yan Fei entered Caiyuan Island, picked up the sledgehammer, and began to smash it against the machines that were 'picked up' from the paper mill.

At present, there is no shortage of small money for him, and if he wants to do some construction, it will be a bit stretched, and he needs to prepare some more money.

So in the early morning of the next day, in several counties and towns a little farther away around Sanchahe Township, the scrap collection stations on the outskirts of the city ushered in a young man selling scrap iron who pulled a broken car and dressed as an extremely earthy turtle.

Although some bosses feel that this person's scrap iron may not come from the right way, and the price given is very low, this person doesn't care, anyway, he will leave after the car is sold.

The bosses who gave low prices never saw this young man selling scrap iron again. In a small county town in a neighboring province, the two scrap collection stations that gave relatively fair prices met the young man again in the early morning of the third day.

This time the young man brought in three trips of scrap iron at once, and the one he sold was a neat and neat one—it was really too broken to hold much.

Yan Fei, who sold scrap iron, didn't sell all the things, at least the things on those machines that he thought were useful were all kept.

For example, the long and short paper cutter that is indispensable on the machine.

It's definitely a good knife, that blade, that steel, Yan Fei felt that it was really a major mistake that he didn't clean up these machines earlier. As long as these guys press the right handle, this is a murder weapon of Hongguoguo!

Originally, he wanted to make that sledgehammer into a big knife, but now he removed these paper cutters from the machine, so it didn't have to be so troublesome. What's more, the sledgehammer is quite practical and convenient, and with his inhuman strength, it is really invincible.

Smashing machines at night and selling scrap iron in the morning, and studying how to match feed with everyone in the cattle farm during the day, the two days passed quite quickly.

At night, he was a little unable to sit still.

Look at the time, it's Thursday. I heard that weekends have started in some places now, and I don't know if Xu Xiaoyan's university is like this.

No matter what, tomorrow I can go to the Provincial Agricultural University to inquire about the author who wrote 'On Cow Dung', and ask him whether the things he mentioned in this article can really be realized.

It's a pity that at the back of this article, the name of the Provincial Agricultural University and the author's name are simply written, and there is no detailed contact information. Otherwise, you can find the author directly, instead of asking slowly.

(To be continued.) )