The eight people left satisfied, but they brought a great reputation, and they were eighteen or eighty people who came to buy local chickens.

Zhou Yi's native chickens soon became famous in several surrounding towns, with 800 native chickens, which seemed to be many, but they were not enough at all.

By the way, Zhou Yiyang's smooth ducks have also sold a lot, and countless eggs and duck eggs have also been sold.

Local people don't like to eat duck eggs very much, even if they buy duck eggs and go back, they probably eat them as salted duck eggs.

Zhou Yi squeezed a large number of duck eggs in his hands, and it was difficult to sell them, and he didn't bother to go to the town to sell these duck eggs again, so he simply got off the jar, put salt on it, and prepared to pickle salted duck eggs to eat.

Most of the people who come here to buy chickens have heard of the name of "green pepper chicken" cooked by Zhou Yi, and there is still a way to get here from the surrounding towns.

Zhou Yi likes to cook, but it doesn't mean that he likes to be a cook.

It is also very tiring for a person to repeat one thing all the time, especially the cooking with a terrible smell - if it is fine to just cook and cook, it is not a matter to kill chickens and ducks every day.

However, as a chicken seller, in a place like the countryside, people come all the way to take care of business, can't you cook a meal? People don't eat you for nothing.

Especially among the villagers, in addition to the chickens raised by Zhou Yi, some people are also looking at the face of the Zhou family's parents to some extent, and on weekdays, they are also Zhou Yi's uncles, and it is even more difficult to turn them away.

Zhou Yi didn't expect that the leisurely and quiet life he hoped for did not get it, but was pushed to the infinite abyss by some unknowable force...... He didn't even have the slightest hope of struggling.

Another hall in the old house of the Zhou family was transformed into a "canteen" with three stoves, and almost everyone who came to buy chickens every day had to eat a chicken before leaving; There are even many people who use Zhou Yi here as a restaurant and come here on purpose just to eat a chicken.

And more and more people came to eat chicken like this, which also generated another lot of income for Zhou Yi.

If you are a farmhouse or a person who is dedicated to making money, it is naturally great to be so polite and famous!

However, when it came to Zhou Yi, it was miserable!

But every time he greets a guest, he still has a smile on his face; When the people finished eating and cleaned up the table, they had to send people away with a mouth full of thanks......

If there is any fun, it is just the appreciation and sweetness of the customers when they eat the chicken. The vast majority of customers who eat chicken, whether they eat or finish eating, are full of praise, and they have said that they will bring friends to patronize next time, Zhou Yi smiled on his face, bitter in his heart, and only knew himself.

If you have to work so hard, then why don't you go outside and be his yardmer, what do you do when you go home?

Welcome to the send-off, treat people with a smile, and feel tired!

Besides, as an engineering man and a half-otaku, I don't fit in and don't like to be sent like this.

Zhou Yi himself is not a person who is delicate and good at management.

No matter how famous Zhou Yi is as a chicken raiser, the face of the old father of the Zhou family has not changed much - after all, what is the legitimate profession of going home to raise chickens and being a cook? Not to mention the exhaustion and tiredness, in case something happens to chicken plague, there is no guarantee at all.

A person like Father Zhou, a traditional and conservative person, is not very important to how much money he makes, but mainly to look at a decent person, a peace and joy - when he has money, he can spend it, and when he has no money, he has a guarantee for his life, which is the greatest satisfaction!

And Zhou Yi's current life is in conflict with the thoughts in Zhou's father's heart.

Of course, Father Zhou didn't know that Zhou Yi had such a magical space, otherwise, maybe it was another attitude.

But can Zhou Yi announce such a thing as space?

To put it another way - if you can't keep the secret yourself, how can you ask someone else to keep it for you?

In fact, not only Zhou's father was dissatisfied with Zhou Yi's current situation, but Zhou Yi was also dissatisfied with his current living situation.

Especially after the local chickens and ducks are not worried about the market, the financial resources are indeed widespread, but life has become a mess - every day, busy and busy, hovering between the smell of blood and the smell of fish, where is a good day?

It is a big violation of the life he wants to live and go home.

When the chickens and ducks were almost sold, he decided to think about it and make a plan for the future. At least, he is not ready to raise such things as chickens and ducks, which are "and urine when raised, and bloody when sold".

So what should be done?

There is such an anti-heaven thing as space, but there is no need to worry about money or no way out. His main consideration was the issue of "sustainable development".

If he didn't think about the long term, he could have planted ginseng in the space, and every few years, it would be decades of old ginseng, even if it couldn't reach the price of real old ginseng, it would definitely be a lot of money.

But can you make this kind of money often?

Even if you make it, what's the point?

He thought about opening up a medicine garden in the mountains with the help of the space blue spring water, and he would definitely make a lot of money, and he obtained it through his own labor.

However, he, or even the people around him, are not engaged in this industry, and he himself has neither understanding nor interest in this industry, in other words: what are you doing if you can't eat or drink?

He was still enveloped by a small-scale peasant mentality.

Perhaps, after studying in college for so many years, it is still inevitable that he will be influenced by generations of farmers from his ancestors, and this influence has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

In the end, he set his sights on the cultivation of fruits and vegetables.

Or rather, on one plant: grapes.

Grapes can be from the lower riba people, picked in the mountains and fields, and eaten in the farmers' homes; It can be spring and snow, think about those Western restaurants, the charming swaying red wine, the circles of wine tears that faint on the goblet, how moving, almost become the logo of high society.

This is a fruit that meets the farmers and reaches the sky.

Of course, all this is not the main reason why Zhou Yi wants to grow grapes......

……

In his hometown, or on the hill behind his ancestral house, there is a wild vine.

These wild grapes are different from the usual grapes sold in the market.

First of all, these vines are extremely strong, like dragons and snakes, very tough, with wooden thorns; In particular, the old vines, although the wooden thorns have been worn away by time over the years, the golden color and tough and hard texture give people a great favor.

It is this heartfelt goodwill that makes local children and girls wear this old rattan on their hands as the best jewelry. At the same time, such old vines have a saying in the local area that beauty and evil spirits are dispelled.

However, this is a long time ago, with the advent of urbanization and industrialization, the accumulation of various crystal jewelry, this natural, traditional and ancient jewelry has long since withdrawn from the stage of history.

In the local town, only the wrists of very traditional old women can occasionally be seen.

This kind of wild grape is not only beautiful as an ornament, but also produces sweet grapes.

In the late summer and early autumn season, when the heat has not gone away and the cold quietly arrives with the night wind, a large number of wild grapes will ripen in the high mountains, and the crystal purple and the mystery of the white mist make people involuntarily want to lift the veil and want to try them one by one.

Wild grapes have thick skins, large seeds, and little meat, and there seems to be nothing for people in modern society to try again.

But in addition to her more beautiful and mysterious face than ordinary grapes on the market, she also has more sweet taste than ordinary grapes, sweet but not greasy, sweet but clear, sweet to the extreme, to the heart, but not boring.

This is the sweetness of the thorn grape, and even in the industrial society, even among the countless fruits produced by high-tech technology, it still has its unique place in the local area.

Whenever the thorn grapes are ripe, you can see a family of town dwellers and farmers going up the mountain, either for a game or to pick a large number of grapes to sell for money.

In any case, the thorn grape is local, with an unrivalled status, something that is deeply rooted in the hearts of every villager.

Zhou Yi also likes to eat thorn grapes, except for slightly disliking her small grains and large seeds, he also thinks it is very good.

He may have hidden a dream of planting grapes in his heart, but today, when the opportunity occurred in the space, and because of the endless troubles brought by chickens and ducks, he really picked up this dream pearl......

A month ago, Zhou Yi found a golden thorny vine under the bed in the bedroom, which had been made into a bracelet shape, which was small, and at first glance it was a child's plaything, and only children could wear it.

Seeing this golden grape bracelet, countless memories poured out from the depths of Zhou Yi's mind, those childish words, those children's laughter, all flowed out of the grapevine ring, that is the best memory and the most beautiful innocence.

During that time, he was very busy, busy killing chickens and ducks and cooking, and he didn't have time to recall those youthful feelings, so he subconsciously put the rattan ring into the most private place in his heart - that mysterious space.

He never imagined that after entering that mysterious space, after entering that mysterious space, after a lapse of more than ten or nearly twenty years, a small rattan ring would burst out with such a strong vitality!

Right next to Biquan, not long after the rattan ring fell, when Zhou Yi didn't even notice it, the rattan ring quietly took root, sent out tender shoots, and grew up rapidly, becoming a tough giant vine that reached the sky!

She doesn't have to climb, she is a tree herself, a strange tree formed by the entanglement of vine veins.

The moment Zhou Yi saw this vine, he made up his mind......

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This book has been officially renamed "The Cave of the City", and if it causes you any inconvenience, please forgive me......

Finally, that, um, hum, that, fattening buddy, shall we fertilize the little shoots?

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