(Thanks to my friend for falling into the abyss, great little thin man, I am not bad 1, Qingqing Smile 66, selinatang, Feng Lanqiyi monthly ticket encouragement)

Liu Fugui made a small profit again. This was the first idea of ​​the people who were with him digging lotus roots, cutting cabbage, and pulling radishes.

The lotus root was not dug out from the clear pond. But even so, the yield was not low.

Normally, the yield of lotus roots planted in the first year will not be very high. Instead, the yield gradually increases in the subsequent thoughts. However, Liu Fugui is different here, not only is it very thick, but also has a lot of it.

If you say that the bottom of the pond is covered, it would be a bit exaggerated. But when Liu Fugui was digging lotus roots and pulling them out, it would be easy to find them.

As long as you stand and don’t move, you can touch a section casually, and then you can search along the section and find many sections.

The output has increased and the workload has increased. It took three days to dig out half of the lotus roots. The rest are kept for the next year to grow slowly, so as to avoid falling back.

These lotus roots are about 20,000 kilograms, and the yield is quite scary. After all, there are still many lotus roots under the pond, so it is his first year to plant them.

When it comes to this cabbage, the yield is no longer scary, it can almost scare people.

He planted it casually. When the seedlings were left in the first place, the density was quite high. A mu of land was almost five thousand plants up. Just counted as 5,000 plants, the amount of cabbage after 15 kilograms of loss was nearly eighty thousand kilograms of land per mu.

He still has 9 acres of land, which is not visible in the field. After cutting it, he loads it into the car. This is 700,000 kilograms. Even if he just sends it to the supermarket to sell it and takes away all the expenses, he can earn more than 700,000 yuan.

This has not included the profits settled by supermarkets and restaurants in the future.

Is it scary? It's really scary.

The only regret of Liu Fugui is that he has grown fewer green radishes, and only one acre of land has been planted in total. The other two acres are white radishes, which fully reflects its nickname for tripping the donkey.

A white radish is more than two feet long and thick with an arm. This white radish is best for pickling vegetables or stewed, and it is very watery.

Even though the sale has not officially started yet, the reporters from the TV station are still running here. And it is not only from the county TV station, but also from the municipal and provincial TV stations.

Liu Fugui became popular again, which led to Lijiagou becoming popular.

As usual, even Liu Fugui is now considered a person who has seen the world, and he is still a little stuttering when he speaks to the camera lens.

Then the important task of being interviewed was handed over to Zhang Zhu. Anyway, he helped grow these lands. Why do you think this cabbage grows so big and so sweet? You have to ask him.

Liu Fugui is very skilled in mastering this ability of one-to-one, six, and five.

It was because he was a little guilty. The cabbage and radish had changed too much, which was a bit contrary to common sense.

But this is just his guilt, and the people around him don’t have this idea. The cabbage is so big, there are also somewhere else. The radish is so sweet, there are somewhere else.

This time was also a time of harvest, so Zhao Jinrong and the others had the conditions, so everyone came to Liu Fugui's side again.

It’s not a few days since Liu Fugui last time, but no one minds. If you don’t eat food the next day, you’re a little thinking about it.

"Wealthy, don't look at the lot of cabbage, it's probably enough to sell. We'll have to make more money next year." Zhao Jinrong said with a smile.

"Brother Zhao, even if my cabbage is good, so many can the supermarket be digested?" Liu Fugui asked.

"Don't worry, in our place, who can't eat dozens of cabbage in winter? Even if we sell it expensively, these can be completely digested this year." Zhao Jinrong said.

"But next year, you have to think about selling outside. Anyway, that's also going to be the next year, and this year it's just right to do some advertising."

"Actually, I'm really worried. I didn't expect these cabbages to be so good. But our cabbages are too big, and I rarely buy one directly." Liu Fugui nodded.

"I'm thinking about keeping more pickled sauerkraut at home and making kimchi. Then see how these two things taste like after making them. This pickled sauerkraut is quite profitable."

"I have heard of this. There are also those white radish. It seems that some areas are digging holes by themselves and then sprinkling salt into them. Are you planning to do this?" Han Dong asked curiously.

Liu Fugui shook his head, "That won't work, it will pollute the ground too much. If this salt water seeps into the ground, it will harm the groundwater."

"At that time, I will buy the big plastic bucket for fish farming and put it in it to marinate. I dare not do anything tricky. Anyway, I have two money now, so I dare not make that money."

Pickled pickled cabbage and pickled cabbage are very popular in the north. Some people really hide their consciences in order to make money.

Many people dig holes directly in the fields and then lay plastic cloth. If they have a little conscience, they will use edible salt when pickling. If they have all their consciences, they will use industrial salt.

This job is very worry-free, because after sprinkling salt, you don’t have to worry about it. In a few months, the market will rise and open a cellar and sell it. The profit of a pound of finished products is more than one yuan, which is not lower than that of Liu Fugui’s cabbage.

And they are worry-free. When Liu Fugui grows cabbage, you have to take care of fertilizer or something. They just collect cabbage and radish in the field without washing it, just put it in the cellar.

But doing this is indeed a bit disgraceful.

The plastic cloth you put in may be cut and the salt water inside will seep into the ground. Needless to say, you will not be able to drink the ground water here after a long time.

Because many people use industrial salt, which is used in industry, not for people to eat. If that water man drinks it, can it still be better?

It is true that Liu Fugui wants to make money, but he still has some conscience. He really dares not do such things, otherwise even if he makes money, he will be afraid that others will break his backbone.

Although the cost of using the big bucket for raising fish is very high, it is also a one-time investment. The quality of the big bucket is really good, and it can last for seven or eight years.

"If you want to talk about this money, you should make money." The third master took a sip of wine and sighed.

"You have to be a conscience and make money. Now the water here has finally improved. If anyone dares to harm you, I will fight with him for this life."

"Haha, Third Master, you don't need to do this. The green mountains and clear waters are what I want. Otherwise, why would I find so many brothers to patrol the mountains? It's not just looking at the spring on the mountain." Liu Fugui said with a smile.

"You don't need to go out to see it often at night. There are so many people living there. Dahei takes turns to go on duty. They will definitely know if there is any noise."

"How could that be? After taking your money, I have to do this job well. Otherwise, it would be a free meal?" The third master shook his head.

"You call me the third master, because I live old enough. I have a place to live and live happily every day. I will be content in my life."

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Han, I took a sip today and said some wine. Fugui is a child who is honest and honest. You are his good friends, so you will have to help you in the future."

"Old man, even if you don't say this, we brothers can't watch the fun, right?" Zhao Jinrong said with a smile.

"Not to mention, we are all counting on wealth and wealth making money now. Wealth and wealth are our money tree, and we must hold it tightly."

"Old man, just live happily. Although you are not a direct relative of Fugui, I think you two are getting along well now. In two years, you can see what the atmosphere is like on Fugui."

"Okay, I love hearing what you said. Then I will work hard to live a few more years and anger the King of Hell to death?" The third master joked.

"Dad, Lele will also anger the King of Hell to death."

Xiao Lele next to her was very happy about the incident of "the King of Hell to death", so she felt that she had to contribute.

"You, you have already pissed the King of Hell to death. Come and eat a pig's trotter. I've only eaten vegetables these days." Liu Fugui smiled and picked up a piece for Lele.

What was the original life trajectory of this little guy, he couldn't compare it, he could only imagine. Without beads, the little guy's body might really deteriorate.

It is not a lie to say that the little guy has defeated the King of Hell.

But this cute little guy doesn’t think about so many complicated things. Eat well, play well, and sleep well, and that’s a happy day.

Moreover, the little guy is not good at slapping it with his little hands and then gnaws it out with his pig's trotters. His little teeth are very strong, and the pig's trotters are cooked so bad that there is nothing left on the bones, so she chewed them all.

The third master was very happy today, because he was happy to make another money from Liu Fugui, and because Liu Fugui could only make money from his conscience.

I am just a lonely old man, and my life is very happy now. I don’t have to worry about eating and drinking every day, and there are also a group of young people who are surrounded by the front and back. I really dare not think about such a life before.

In the past, I just wanted to go home and I was too lazy to even get out of the house. What kind of mood was that? What kind of mood is now? It really can't be compared.

No one is afraid of having many happy days. Even before, he was too open to it, thinking that even if he died now, he would be worth it. Now he feels that he can really fight with the King of Hell and live a few more years.

It’s either that I greedy for the breath I took in, or that I want to see how big the scene a little boy, Fugui, could make. It would be better to earn money and silver at home. Such a good child must have good blessings.
Chapter completed!