In the afternoon, the person from Yunling Village was the grandmother's grandson Li De.

"Childe, according to what you said, most of the eggs in the village are out of the shell now."

"That's great, what's the probability of coming out of the shell? Forget it, I'll go to the village and have a look. ”

Jiang Wei looked very happy when he heard this, which shows that the village has basically mastered the artificial incubation technology. The only concern is the probability and the health of the chicks.

Sitting in the carriage, Jiang Wei asked Li Tong about the current situation in the village.

In fact, three days ago, chicks began to hatch one after another, and it was not until today that Jiang Wei was notified. The iced mung bean porridge has also decided to stop selling it in the village today, and its main focus is on artificial incubation.

After coming to the village, I found that many villagers basically stayed at home, and Jiang Hua's arrival immediately attracted the attention of the villagers in the village.

"Childe."

"I've seen Childe."

"Childe."

Looking at the cordial greetings of the elders and villagers, Jiang Wei waved his hand with a smile, and then watched the hatching of seven chicks. Because of physical reasons, Jiang Wei did not continue to watch.

There are more than 100 households in the village, and each family has basically purchased more than 200 eggs, the minimum is 220, and the maximum is 280 eggs.

The hatching situation is also relatively optimistic, and the hatching rate has reached 85%, which is a relatively high hatching rate under this condition.

"Childe, look, how are we going to price the chicks?"

Looking at the eyes full of hope, Jiang Wei stood on the podium again, remembering the last time, when he stood on it, he still explained the problem of hatching chicks and distinguishing whether eggs were fertilized.

Now, everything Jiang Wei said has been confirmed. In the eyes of the villagers, Jiang Wei is the god of wealth and their hope for a better life in the future. Looking at the proud eyes of the old people and the admiring eyes of the young people, this made Jiang Wei feel a sense of accomplishment.

However, the look of contentment in front of everyone in front of him made him frown slightly. I couldn't help but speak,

"Folks, do you feel content?"

The villagers were at a loss for a while, not understanding why Jiang Wei asked this. Contentment? Are we content? At this time, the villagers asked themselves one by one in their hearts, but it was obvious that they were content, and at the same time, they told themselves so in their hearts.

As a common person at the bottom of society, the requirements are really not high, as long as there is food and clothing, I feel content.

This is also a product of feudal society, the people suffer, too much, they just want to be stable, they just want to be able to eat.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Wei sighed and felt the need to give a serious speech.

"Tell me, what do we lack now?"

The villagers were at a loss, what was missing now? I can eat meat for a week, and I don't have to worry about eating or wearing, so what is missing?

"Now I tell you that you lack the awareness to face the crisis."

"What is a crisis? Natural disasters are crises, and man-made disasters are crises. What if a natural disaster strikes? What if the powerful come and take advantage of it? ”

The villagers gritted their teeth and thought of the chilled mung bean porridge.

"We don't have the capacity to face the powerful right now. But we can change, we can be strong enough, good enough, only then can we get dignity and we can live better. ”

Jiang Wei paused for a moment and took a deep breath,

"Believe me, as long as you believe in me, then I can guarantee your peace and ensure that you can live a better life than you have now."

"Childe, we believe in you."

"As long as the son says a word, no matter what you want me Li Erwa to do, I, Li Erwa, will be the first to rush to the front."

Jiang Wei obviously didn't expect a strong response. But looking at the fanatical villagers, Jiang Wei was still a little moved in his heart.

It's a good feeling to be trusted.

At the same time, a plan popped up in Jiang Wei's heart.

Like the villagers, he has no backers, no thighs, no powerful people standing behind him, and he is really under some pressure in a city like Chang'an, where there are as many products as dogs and powerful people walk everywhere.

Emotional intelligence almost = political brain, he has almost no contact with political quality in his previous life and this life, he is almost a novice in this regard, everything is hearsay, but it is enough for him to understand its danger and cruelty. Joining it, Jiang Wei felt terrible when he thought about it.

For an optimistic person like Jiang Wei, plus a person with low emotional intelligence, if possible, it is best to live a peaceful life in this life.

But if he wants to do nothing, he really can't help it, engaging in chemistry is his hobby, and whenever a chemical element and substance is refined by him, that sense of accomplishment is an indispensable pleasure in his life.

Inventing some entertainment for himself and making his sister happy is his vision for the future.

So that he can't do this, and he can't do that, what's the point of living? If you don't know anything, then it's okay, but the key is to understand too much, wouldn't you end up suffocating?

In this era, the most complicated thing is the friction between the five surnames and the seven families, and the royal family.

This is something that must be avoided by absolutely avoiding getting involved.

Therefore, a plan that allows me to engage in chemistry with peace of mind, and can happily create without worrying about being plotted, was born here.

And the premise of everything in this plan is just an identity, the identity of a disciple of the Immortal Family.

Jiang Wei was full of thoughts, looking at the enthusiastic villagers, and his plan had a foundation. He pressed his hand, and the scene gradually fell silent.

"Folks, we have to ensure ourselves, so first of all, we must work hard to make ourselves better, and don't be satisfied with the success or failure of a little bit now. Next, what we have to do is to do what we should do step by step. ”

"The first thing we have to do is about the chicks we hatch, we must have a unified price, others sell for five yuan, we will sell for four yuan, more than three times the profit, enough for us to earn."

The villagers nodded one by one, they knew all this very well.

There are many people who sell eggs, but there are very few people who sell chickens.

First of all, it is that the hen takes too long to hatch the chicks.

Second, it is impossible to hatch chicks in large quantities. Third, it is affected by the weather, only in the hot summer, it is easy to surface chickens, and so on, so too many people want to buy chickens, and they have to pay a higher price than 5 Wen or even can't buy it. It is also because of this that in the Tang Dynasty, meat was not a person who was either rich or expensive, and ordinary people really couldn't afford to consume it.

This is the character of the smallholder economy.

Even if the powerful want to eat chickens, they have to see how many farmers come to the city to sell them, otherwise they have to kill their own chickens.