The scorekeeper quickly settled the account, and when he saw that the smell of rice had already spread from He Hong's house, he was embarrassed to stay for a long time, so he said hello and went home first.

There are no side hustle projects in Dahe Village, and some families do not have strong labor, they are all old and weak, and they have to carry rations on credit with the team all year round.

Not to mention a little extra money every year, it would be good if the team's public account was not empty.

This year is a bit better, with two dimes left.

Before eating, He Hongjin called Lu Miao to him and told the truth about the situation.

Lu Miao was surprised:

"Two dimes, two dimes enough for what?"

“……”

He Hongjin glared at her.

Doesn't he know what two dimes can't do?

But isn't that the reality?

"Considering what kind of millet fish to raise, it doesn't mean that you can raise it, you have to have a charter, right? No matter how much it costs, there has to be a number, it depends on whether everyone can accept it! ”

If the team can't make money, then it can only be shared equally among the members.

Every family is having a hard time, and if they ask for a lot of money, they can't take it out, and they can't say it.

Lu Miao was originally standing on the side of the table, listening to these words, knowing that she would not be able to finish talking for a while, she simply paced and sat diagonally opposite the table, and counted with He Hong one by one:

"One acre of land can normally cast 400 fish fry, let's count according to two acres of land, that is, 800."

"The surrounding is surrounded by mountains, when the fry are small, the birds must have a deficit when they fly over, on this basis, we add a budget of one hundred fish, and invest fifty more per acre, and the small fry are according to three cents a tail, how much is nine hundred?"

Lu Miao quickly calculated silently and said:

"It's twenty-seven yuan, and there are fifty-one families in our team, right? Spread it evenly down to four corners per household. ”

He Hongjin frowned and did not speak.

seems to be silent, but in fact, he is settling accounts behind Lu Miao.

After doing the math and finding it good, he said, "The two dimes in the team?" ”

Lu Miao waved his hand: "Two dimes can't do anything, it's not easy to divide it evenly, the team will take it themselves." ”

“……”

He Hongjin was silent for a while, and then said:

"Then how do you get this fish farming? This should be asked to you in advance, how sure are you? ”

"I should be 70% sure......"

Lu Miao groaned and said:

"The fields should be ploughed out first and put in water to nourish them...... You have to raise some quicklime to kill the virus, so as not to turn around and let the fish in to get sick. ”

"After doing the preliminary work, in addition to the normal maintenance of crops, pay attention to driving away egrets and birds that fly to feed."

He Hongjin shook his head and asked uncertainly:

"Don't you have to feed something?"

There are many lakes in Yanji Commune, and He Hongjin used to go there and bumped into other people's fish production teams.

People throw grass into the pond regularly.

Can they do this grain without feeding anything?

Lu Miao smiled and said: "Uncle, a large part of the reason why the rice flower fish is called rice flower fish is because they can eat rice flowers, and they also eat the insects on the rice, and these are almost the same." ”

"Then there is the fact that we release water to raise fields in the early stage, and we can also grow some fine algae, and these fish can be eaten."

Not to mention He Hong's entry, even Brother He and Second Brother He don't know what algae is.

However, He Hongjin also captured an important point:

"Then if the fish can eat worms, they won't have to struggle to catch them?"

Dahe Village is poor, there is no fertilizer index, and of course there will be no pesticide index.

In the past, the insects on the rice and the cotton were all caught by the members of the society.

That kind of tiny insect really can't do anything other than to raise grass and wood ashes.

Lu Miao nodded, "Theoretically, that's the case." ”

After hearing this, He Hongjin nodded, and his heart was a little bit more scored.

If this can really be done, it will still be a good thing to kill multiple birds with one stone.

"After the New Year, I went to Yanji Commune and asked them how they sold the fish fry. Besides, how do you get this field? When do you start raising? And when did you start stocking the fry? ”

Lu Miao thought for a while and said:

"Raise seedlings for half a month before transplanting, and look at the state of seedlings after transplanting. After half a month or a month, the fry are planted, and then the water level is ensured, and the millet is fished up before harvesting. ”

He Hongjin nodded thoughtfully.

After the New Year, it is already mid-February, and it takes more than ten days to recuperate and enter March, and it will take a long time to prepare the land and cultivate seedlings of early-season rice.

Around that time, we had to start raising the fields.

The general regulations were all figured out, and He Hongjin patted the table:

"Let's eat first, and the rest will be said when that happens."

Lu Miao nodded.

Chen Guifen and Tian Guihua successively served fried radish and fried cabbage to the table.

The weather was too cold, and the old-fashioned copper pot in the center of the table was very similar to the old-fashioned copper pot in Keihoku.

The copper pot was filled with water, and there was nothing in it except a little salt.

Chen Guifen served two plates of freshly fried balls and small fish pieces.

Fu Jingyou said that Lu Miao likes to eat hot vegetables, so Chen Guifen washed some of the spinach.

Lu Miao ate a lot of balls, but she wasn't very hungry, but Fu Jingyou scalded a small bowl of spinach for her, as well as a few balls, and she held them and ate some more.

The spinach grown by the farmer was really delicious, and the sweetness was something she had never tasted before.

And the balls.

It's the best when it's first fried, but when it's soft, it doesn't taste good.

However, the copper pot blended the flavor of fried fish and other dishes, and the balls were soaked in the hot until they swelled and softened, and the taste was sublimated again, which was another feeling of deliciousness.

Lu Miao's mouth is picky, and she can firmly think that there are not many delicious things.

Chen Guifen was also happy when she saw her eating.

He Hongjin swept his eyes quietly, and in the evening, when Chen Guifen filled the oil pot and filled Fu Jingyou with balls, He Hongjin walked over and said:

"I don't like to eat this either, so let's decorate her more."

Chen Guifen shook his head and smiled, too lazy to poke his careful thoughts:

"I know, pretend."

Adults are not greedy, it is nothing to eat two bites less, and the small one must be followed first.

It was dark outside, Lu Miao was pregnant, and she was afraid that the road would not be good for a while and she would stumble again, so Chen Guifen did not leave them.

He handed them over, waved them and let them go home.

On the way home, Lu Miao was held by Fu Jingyou with one hand, touched his slightly swollen stomach with one hand, and turned his head to look at Fu Jingyou's hand carrying the basket.

"It's not even good to eat and take, right? In total, I fried a pot of balls, and I ate a lot of them in the afternoon, so I took at least half of this, right? ”

Fu Jingyou bowed slightly, "Uncle and aunt are good to us." ”

Lu Miao pouted slightly.

Good is definitely good, there's no doubt about that.

However, in this simple era, it is inevitably a little too good.

Obviously, the life of his own family is not necessarily good.

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The following author is gossiping, I hope that the book friends here can take a serious look.

I was told by my friends that the book was said to be plagiarized on the browser, and I commented on "plagiarism" under every supported comment, and to be honest, quite angry. The website is cool, rounding = no money, who would plagiarize for love? Not necessarily, right?

If you think it's plagiarism, feel free to put on the evidence, I'm not afraid of confrontation, but please don't talk nonsense! The palette is always welcome.

Ming Zhi: [Specifically in the ninetieth chapter of my chapter, the shaver, said that the plot of selling hair in a certain chapter of the book of Seventy Squeamish Beauty] Readers who have free time can compare.

It takes a lot of energy to write a book, and I don't have any money in the first place, so I can keep writing because I like this setting, this brain hole. What can support going on is the recognition and liking of very few book friends.

The Internet has no feelings, and some words really pierce the glass heart of the author on the street.

The author's glass heart, now the mood is really complicated and explosive, this book has been stopped for the time being, the author needs to sort out the mood, sorry for my babies.

There's another chapter later, which should have detected driving, so it's temporarily blocked, and wait. (End of chapter)