Canghai said to Uncle San: "Uncle, why don't you rent a piece of land and wait for grass to grow on the ground to raise some sheep?"

When Cang Shiyuan heard this, he immediately waved his hand: "I don't have the same tide as you!"

To put it this way, Cangshi is far from that much money, and secondly, the input and output are not proportional to his eyes. The villagers may not know how much money they spend on Canghai land, but the villagers still know how much the saplings are worth. The money for planting saplings is something the villagers dare not think about. For them, having the money to go to school, get married, or go to the county to buy a storefront for rent is better than throwing them here. Even if the land can be raised, it will be impossible to recover the cost in less than ten years.

The villagers are always so realistic.

"Your uncle doesn't have as much money as you have in your pocket." Wei Wenkui said with a smile.

Cang Hai thought for a while and said, "Uncle San, Uncle Wei, why not do this? This year I will plant a batch of watermelons. If you two want to, you will plant them with me. I still have some ways in the Magic City. After planting them, I will be responsible for selling them. What do you think?"

"Watermelon?" Wei Wenkui shook his head and said, "Even if it is planted, how can you transport it out? How much does it cost to transport it to the town and then to the county? When you transport it to the county, you will find that your melon is one or two cents more expensive than other people's melons. Who do you sell it to?"

Cang Shiyuan nodded after hearing this and said, "That's the reason. We grow watermelons here but can't compete with the melon farmers around the county. Their land is good and the melons produced are cheap. Even if we plant it, we can't sell it. In the end, it will definitely rot in the field. I said, Haiwazi, don't mess with watermelons anymore, it's not suitable."

Canghai laughed and said, "That's not suitable for you to grow. I grow watermelons here, not only will the melons grow bigger, but they are sweeter. I don't believe that there are good melons and can't be sold. And if we want to plant them, we have to have a full ecological environment. It may not be possible to sell them to small counties, but if we sell them to big cities like the Magic City, a rich man cried and shouted to eat safe food. It shouldn't be a problem if he was expensive for two or three yuan per pound.

When Cang Shiyuan saw the smile on Cang Hai's face, he immediately understood that his eldest nephew did not listen to his two words at all. When he thought about Cang Hai's stubbornness, he simply stopped persuading him. Who told this stupid kid to plant the tree?

If others don’t plant it, Canghai will naturally have to plant it. I really understand the psychology of the villagers. I can’t even want to squeeze out oil when I hold a steel collapse in my hand, so that they can’t see any benefits to plant watermelons. That is simply impossible. Only when you plant this thing yourself and make money will everyone keep up and plant it. If you don’t make money, then nothing will be discussed.

Wei Wenkui asked Canghai: "Haiwazi, how many sheep are you going to raise this year? Give it a number and wait a few days to buy it in the town. Let's get together more quantity, so it's easier to negotiate the price."

"I raise more this year. Not only sheep, but also about ten cows, which are famous little yellow cattle here. Choose a few species of bulls and a dozen cows. If you can, get some big geese. Of course, small chickens are indispensable. I plan to raise more chickens this year. I will buy a few hundred small ones, and three or four pigs are also needed..." Cang Hai calculated with his fingers, and then he found that he had to raise a lot of things this year.

These things are not mainly for sale, but to satisfy Canghai's own desire for verbalism. Canghai is still very worried about the things bought on the street. If you don't say anything else, just take beef. Some beef sellers in the town dare to sell ordinary beef for the price of grass-fed yellow cattle. Canghai has not been used once or twice, so it's safe to eat the cows raised by themselves.

Cang Shiyuan said, "You raise so many things by yourself. Can you raise them?"

"You can just feed the chickens and other chickens directly. Now grass grows here, maybe there will be some small bugs or something. There is no problem with hundreds of chickens, and there is no problem with raising pigs. Last year, my family collected some millet, and the bran and other things were placed at home, so I was just used to feed the pigs," Canghai said.

Feeding pigs is not only about feeding bran, but also a small vegetable garden at home is also a good thing for pig food. Canghai planted a vegetable garden alone, and many vegetables grew old before Canghai could eat. This year, two pigs were raised, and old vegetables were just right for pigs.

"Okay, please give me a note, okay, your family will count the number of buys." Wei Wenkui was shocked when he heard that Canghai was preparing to raise so many things this year, and secretly thought about whether he would raise more of his family.

Cang Shiyuan slapped his butt and stood up: "It's done, I've had enough rest, let's start working."

When Canghai heard this, he immediately stood up: "Uncle San, go home and rest. I am the one here."

"Can you do it alone?" Cang Shiyuan asked.

Cang Hai raised his arm and made a very powerful move: "Uncle San, I am not a kid from more than ten years ago. I am in my twenties. You can't catch up with me when working."

Cang Shiyuan laughed and said, "You kid wants to catch up with me, it will take twenty years!"

After saying that, Cang Shiyuan patted Cang Hai on the shoulder, turned around and took his own things, and walked towards the village.

Canghai and Wei Wenkui each drove their own animals to continue working.

This time the two of them worked until the sun sets, and the two families were not far away from each other. The efficiency difference between the two and the two sides was rising. Although the big green mule in Wei Wenkui's family was tall and big, the work was not very good. Of course, this was compared with the ugly donkey in Canghai's family. The ugly donkey came back for more than an hour and plowed about ten ridges. The big green mule only plowed seven or eight ridges, and he still took a break in the middle.

The sun is about to set, hanging on the ridge to the west, it is red, and there is no heat at noon.

Putting the plow on the flatbed cart, Canghai led the ugly donkey to the entrance of the village, and to the cattle shed below the entrance of the village, unloaded the plow and leaned against the corner of the wall, and led the ugly donkey to the trough. Canghai took Hutou and Tietou home.

When I got home, I had just washed my hands and Aunt San came over and called Canghai to come for dinner.

"Haiwazi, stop making it. My family made a portion for you and went to have a meal," said Wei Qin.

Cang Hai responded directly after hearing this.

After washing, he changed his rubber boots, and rolled up the rubber boots and placed them at the kitchen door. Cang Hai signaled Tietou and Hu Gong to take their own basins, and then walked towards the old kiln at Aunt San’s house.

When I arrived at Aunt San’s house, I found that not only Aunt San and his wife were there, but Wei Wenkui was there too. This is understandable. It is impossible for Aunt San to take her brother without bringing her to cook.

Dinner was very simple, and it was still noodle, but because of the hard work of farm work, there were large ribs in the noodles, large bones on the back of the pig, and there was not much meat on it, but for people in the town, such a supper was already very good.

There was still no table or stool. Everyone sat down at the kiln with their bowls and ate on their own with their own slights.

Soon everyone's eyes gathered on Tietou, and when a gorilla was posing as if he was eating noodles, Wei Wenkui and Cang Shiyuan were both happy.

"Haiwazi, you monkey is really interesting."

"Orgasp, iron head is an orangutan." Cang Hai had to correct everyone's name again.

Just after the correction was completed, another sound came from not far away: "Haiwazi, you monkey are actually still like a person."

When Cang Hai looked up, he found Hu Shijie and Grandpa Hu were bent over his hands behind his back, and from time to time he put his cigarette pipe in his mouth and took a sip.

Cang Hai was too lazy to explain: "What's wrong with you?"

Hu Shijie said: "What else can I do? As the weather is getting better, everyone is discussing buying chicken seedlings. Other families have already counted it, and you are the only one family left. I'm here to ask, Haiwazi, how much is your family planning to raise today?"

Wei Wenkui said: "I told Haiwazi that his family wants a lot this year, not only chickens, sheep, but also geese and cows."

"So many? Are you feeding me there? Let's talk about something else. There is no problem with spring and summer. I have visited the land there. The grass grows well, but it is not easy in winter. Last year, the land was frozen without grass. Is it okay to rely on straw or something?" Hu Shijie asked.

Canghai smiled and said, "It's okay, wait until autumn and look at it. If you really can't, you can get some silage."

"It's fine if you have plans. Then make a note after you finish your meal. We'll go to the town to buy it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow," said Hu Shijie.

"Uncle, eat some at home?" Wei Qin said politely.

Hu Shijie waved his hand after hearing this: "No need, I just ate it."

After saying that, he waved his hand and left again with his hands behind his back.

After walking two steps, the old man stopped again, turned to Wei Wenkui and said, "Wenkui, there are no ginkgoes in the tree factory in the town, why don't you choose another tree?"

"There is no ginkgo, so it's okay to replace it with something else. Uncle, you can do it. Anyway, just give the number the right amount," Wei Wenkui said.

Hu Shijie nodded after hearing this, and took a step forward and continued to walk along the downhill path towards his kiln.

Cang Hai asked curiously: "Uncle Wei, are you going to plant trees?"

"It's not just me, except for your family, all the houses in the village are planning to plant some trees this year. Most of the plants last year survived. They all thought that they would plant some more this year and wait for a few years to sell them. It's also an income, right?" Wei Wenkui said.

In the past, I planted trees without water, but now I don’t have water and have the experience of the previous year, so everyone thinks about more trees. Anyway, it’s just a matter of occupying a lot of land. There is nothing here, but there is a lot of land. The villagers spontaneously planted trees and prepared to cut them down in a few years and sell them for money.

"Yes, planting trees is also a profitable business." Cang Hai nodded.
Chapter completed!