Chapter 0072 - Cleaning Up Chicken Manure

A cool breeze blew, making Wang Shaodong shiver, he opened his eyes, and saw that his brother-in-law Zhao Shihai next to him was still snoring, so he kicked him with his foot.

Zhao Shihai sat up a little recklessly, looked up at the sun, and said a little embarrassedly: "I overslept." ”

Then, Zhao Shihai touched the more than 6,000 yuan in his arms, and he was still there, relieved.

This month is the month of Zhao Shihai's most harvest, there are not many such months, and in winter, Zhao Shihai's harvest will be sharply reduced.

But it doesn't matter, Zhao Shihai wants to get more than 40,000 yuan from the mountains this year, and he should rest for three or four months in winter.

People, you can't just make money, you still have to be easy and relaxed.

The two of them returned to the compound of the village committee of Xiaolongmen Village along the road up the mountain yesterday, and then Zhao Shihai gave the old man who was guarding the gate three or four catties of crabs, and then drove his agricultural tricycle home.

Zhao Shihai's daughter-in-law has not returned home yet, and Wang Shaodong has no plans to follow his brother-in-law to the mountains to taste any peach wood roasted hare. It sounds beautiful, but when you think about the swarms of mosquitoes in the mountains, it's better to give up.

Originally, there were no black-and-white mosquitoes around the Luzhong Mountains, only those gray mosquitoes. When Wang Shaodong was three or four years old, there were not many black and white mosquitoes, but by 2002, black and white mosquitoes were everywhere. This kind of mosquito is very powerful, it can still suck blood through thick clothes, and the blood sucking speed is fast, and the itching is unbearable after washing.

Now the mountains are full of this kind of black and white mosquitoes, except for a very few people who can be immune to mosquito bites, a trip to the mountain like Wang Shaodong is simply a crime.

Although when he went to touch the crabs in the Longmen ravine this time, Zhao Shihai lit two mosquito ropes, but the next day Wang Shaodong found that his arms, thighs, feet, hands, and face were still bitten by mosquitoes Countless bags, and when he touched it, he knew that it must have been done by mosquitoes.

Back in Qingquanling Village, Zhao Shihai was busy rubbing Wang Shaodong with wind oil essence all over his body, and Wang Shaodong was going home with a dozen catties of big crabs after Zhao Shihai wiped some wind oil essence on himself.

Zhao Shihai didn't keep his nephew because he still had to go up the mountain. Then after sending away his nephew, Zhao Shihai hurriedly scalded the little crab to death with hot water, then salted it up with salt and put it in a large clay pot.

As for the big crabs, Zhao Shihai gave them to the neighbors.

In Zhao Shihai's opinion, eating crabs is a laborious job, and he doesn't like it. And for Zhao Shihai, the salty and salty taste of crab is not his dish.

Zhao Shiling was worried for a day, and after seeing her son come back, she was relieved.

In his previous life, at the same time, when Wang Shaodong reported to Qilu Normal University in Quancheng, Zhao Shiling was restless at home, and even cried anxiously. And in this life, a similar situation happened, on this day, Zhao Shiling was restless, anxiously waiting for news from her son.

In 2002, mobile phones were not yet widely available, and communication was not as convenient as it was later.

However, when she found that her son was covered with pus after being bitten by mosquitoes, Zhao Shiling began to get angry with her younger brother Zhao Shihai again, and scolded and chattered in her mouth.

The most annoying thing for a soul in their thirties is the nagging of women, whether it is a mother's or a wife's. However, when a man's soul reaches the age of fifty or sixty, looking back, he will find how lovely that sonorous and powerful nagging sound is.

Life is a journey with no turning back, and what you see when you look back is always a decisive landscape, a surprised laugh and a smile of tears.

Wang Shaodong still can't understand that, or he can understand, but he is not yet old enough to accept it, so he went to the cage chicken coop to help.

In the previous life, being able to go to a set of cage chicken coops has always been the dream of the four farmers in the breeding area. However, until 2017, among the four poultry farmers, only Ma Zhentang had two cage chicken coop equipment.

In 02, it cost tens of thousands of yuan to get a set of cage chicken coop equipment, and in 2017, such a set of fully automatic equipment, with an electric blast stove, plus monitoring or something, will cost more than 200,000 yuan. Therefore, things are getting more and more expensive, and farmers are getting more and more unaffordable.

Well, now that the oolong incident of the college entrance examination has given me the benefit of 300,000 yuan, and the money can be used for eight sets of equipment.

With the equipment, the scale has come up, and the next step is that the farm needs a lot of manpower, and the four farmers in front of them can be said to be the backbone of their next step to set up the company.

It may not be easy to find people now, but the next step is to wait until after the Spring Festival, and it will be easy to find people.

Therefore, Wang Shaodong initially planned to set up a breeding company during the Chinese New Year.

Farmers, fighting alone will never have much profit, and they must take the principle of corporatization and scale to make a career.

Walking into the cage chicken coop, Wang Shaodong saw that his father was pushing a small cart, and then two female hired workers from the village were holding shovels to shovel the chicken manure scraped off the scraper into the small cart.

Caged chicken coop, the breeding density has gone up, but the processing of chicken manure has become a daily work, otherwise, the accumulation of chicken manure, caused by the smell of ammonia is not something that ordinary people can bear.

In addition, the Wang family signed a contract with the salvia farmers for the recovery of salvia seeds, and in a few days the salvia will be harvested, and the father and son will be even busier at that time.

Wang Shaodong saw his father beating his waist tiredly, so he hurriedly ran over and took the small cart in his father's hand.

"Dad, you can rest and rest. ”

Seeing Wang Shaodong pushing a small cart full of chicken manure out of the chicken coop, Su Yulong, a hired worker hired by the Wang family, said to Wang Fumin with a smile: "Fumin, you are really lucky to raise such an obedient and good child." ”

Wang Fumin shook his head and said, "What are you talking about, hey......"

Liu Yujiang's wife on the side pursed her lips and said, "Brother Fumin, you are really, the child is so obedient, you are still not satisfied?"

When Wang Fumin heard this, he felt that if he said anything else, he was afraid that he would be laughed at by the villagers, so he hurriedly said: "Contentment, contentment, if people are not content, God can't stand it." ”

Su Yulong's wife nodded while cleaning the scraper and said, "Hey, Brother Fumin, what you said is the most reasonable, people, you have to learn to be content." ”

The three of them were talking, and they saw Wang Shaodong pushing a small cart and walking in from outside.

However, the three of them saw that Wang Shaodong, who walked in, was a little different from just now, and his brows were wrinkled for some reason.

"Dad, can you raise fish with chicken manure?"

Wang Shaodong opened his mouth to say a word and stopped all three of them.