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When everyone left, Chu Jiaqiang released the chickens, ducks and geese. Good seedlings are indeed different, those chicks and ducklings have just come out of the cage, and they begin to chirp to adapt to the current environment.

The ten white geese are now a little bigger than the ducks, and they have the posture of the eldest sister, and they run to the big ditch not far away with a flock of ducklings. They are all natural swimmers with a love of water in their bones.

The chickens were just scratching around the side, hoping to find something tasty. There was a stunned chick who actually stood on the edge of the ditch, flapped his underdeveloped wings, and then jumped down with righteousness. However, the chick dives, and that is a life-or-death one. I saw this cute little guy immediately struggling in the water, calling for help and drinking water at the same time.

Chu Jiaqiang hurriedly walked over and scooped up this brave little guy: "Alas! I can't swim, what can I learn from others? Don't die! ”

The little guy was scooped up like a chicken in soup, lying on his side on the ground motionless. Chu Jiaqiang was just about to step forward to check, but the little guy coughed violently a few times, sneezed a few times, and squirted out some water traces, and then he staggered to his feet, like a drunk person, staggering around.

Everyone else laughed and thought this chick was cute!

Mrs. Wan was quite experienced, and she immediately knew that these chickens and ducks were hungry. She and Xu Xiu took out a basin, took out some grain, came to the edge of the chicken coop, and knocked on the chicken pocket in the chicken coop: "Tsk! Twitter! ”

The chickens ran over desperately and grabbed food one by one. The white geese and ducklings in the water did not come up, and they were happy to eat small fish and shrimp in the big ditch. They are domesticated waterfowl and like to eat these things.

"Jiaqiang, you raise so many chickens and ducks, you have to prepare more food!" Mrs. Wan reminded.

Chu Jiaqiang nodded, didn't say a word, and immediately went to the village to harvest rice. The villagers all knew about him, he did not plough the field, but he raised a lot of things, and everyone was happy to sell them to him, and soon collected thousands of catties. Chu Jiaqiang also intends to buy more, always eating the embarrassment of the second uncle.

When the second aunt found out, she naturally blamed them again, saying that Chu Jiaqiang treated them as outsiders, and Chu Jiaqiang had to talk about it for a long time before letting the second aunt give up!

In the evening, the old village chief found Chu Jiaqiang again.

"Grandpa the village chief, what are you doing here?" Chu Jiaqiang immediately calmed down again.

The old village chief glanced at Chu Jiaqiang and asked, "Can these chickens and ducks really be sold?" Shengren and Shengli also bought a hundred chickens each, ready to be stocked on the side of the ghost field, and they also listened to your advice and did not feed them, in fact, they were not willing to buy feed to raise. But they are afraid that they will not be able to sell it when the time comes, and a hundred big chickens are a very headache, how much can they eat? The town doesn't sell much either. ”

Chu Jiaqiang suddenly smiled, he had already understood the intention of the old village chief, and wanted him to help find a market. The old village chief really did his best for the development of the village, and when he saw that someone finally had the courage to follow, he was unwilling to dampen the enthusiasm of these people, so he hurriedly found himself.

"The old village chief can rest assured, as long as they don't feed feed and can't sell it, I will help them find buyers."

With Chu Jiaqiang's words, the old village chief was much more relieved, said a few words to Chu Jiaqiang, and then the old god left firmly.

These are all in the eyes of Wan Lao and the others, and they can't help nodding secretly, having such a village chief is really a blessing for Chujiazhai. In fact, he also envied the old village chief, who was ten years older than him, but people were stunned that they could cut bamboo in the mountains and cultivate in the fields. This also made him more determined to stay for a long time, and he also clearly felt the improvement of his body, two days ago he went to the mountains with everyone to harvest peanuts, in the past, climbing those slopes is definitely not so easy.

The day entered the middle of September, and Chujiazhai was still operating calmly. In the morning, there was a rooster crow, and the villagers carried their farm tools to work in the fields. In the evening, the sun slowly sets, and the smoke curls in the village, which is very poetic.

On this day, the second aunt sent another basket of things to Chu Jiaqiang. When you look at it, it's a sweet potato.

"Second aunt, have you finished digging sweet potatoes?" Chu Jiaqiang asked.

"It's over, our family never grows too much, enough for ourselves, just leave a little to feed the pigs." The second aunt responded with a smile, and the two of them finished digging in less than two days.

"It's all olive potatoes! Is this the only one planted this year? "Olive potatoes are the name of the locals, and the flesh of this sweet potato is blue-purple, which is one of the most delicious.

"Not exactly, there are also some yellow potatoes to be fed to the pigs. How? What do you want to eat? The second aunt asked.

"I want some sun-dried food, hehe!" Chu Jiaqiang knew that although this kind of olive potato was delicious, drying it was not the best material, but it was more suitable for yellow meat potato. Elsewhere, this sweet potato is also called a sweet potato.

"Dry it! Then I'll give you some of those. The second aunt said nonchalantly.

Chu Jiaqiang waved his hand again and again, and stopped: "Don't! Second aunt, I'm going to dry more, and there will be some dry goods to entertain later. You didn't plant much, but you gave it to me, what should I do if I feed the pigs? ”

The second aunt had to debate again, there was no sweet potato, and the cassava could be fed at that time, which was the same, but Chu Jiaqiang explained the reason to her, so she gave up.

After the second aunt left, Xu Xiu washed some sweet potatoes and prepared to make a pot of sweet potato syrup for everyone. Chu Jiaqiang went to the village again and collected hundreds of catties of sweet potatoes.

The method of drying dried sweet potatoes is very simple, wash them, then cook them in a pot for eight years, then cut them into pieces with a knife, and finally find a place to dry. The dried sweet potatoes dried in this way have a bite, the taste is excellent, and it is much better to eat when you are bored than peeling melon seeds.

Everyone can only say that this kid is so idle that his eggs hurt, and many children will do this thing with dried sweet potatoes, but they only eat a little bit by themselves, and adults rarely eat this thing. However, everyone was not surprised for too long, the Chu family frequently did abnormal things, which made them accustomed to it.

It's another fortnight, and Chu Jiawan's girl went home with Yan Ruyu and others. Like Yan Ruyu, she takes a two-day holiday once every two weeks, the first week is generally only half a day to play, and only the second week is only two days before she can go home.

Seeing Chu Jiaqiang's dried sweet potatoes, when the three of them left school, they plundered a large bag and left, regardless of the fact that they had not completely dried them. Threatens to say that it's about to dry anyway, and it's the same with taking it over and eating it and drying it.

Chu Jiaqiang had no choice but to follow their wishes, and just instructed them not to eat too much first, it was best to dry it for another day or two, and then let it go for a day before eating. Eat it just after the sun, the heat is too great, and eating more is not beneficial to the body.