Scorekeeper Ma quickly settled the account. Seeing that the smell of rice could be heard in He Hong's house, he was too embarrassed to stay for a long time, so he said hello and went home first.
There are no sideline projects in Dahe Village. Some families do not have strong labor force, they are old and weak, and they have to pay rations on credit to the team throughout the year.
Not to mention having a little extra money every year, it would be good if the team’s public account is not in deficit.
This year is a bit better, with a surplus of two cents.
Before eating, He Hongjin called Lu Miao to him and told the truth about the situation.
Lu Miao said in surprise:
"Two cents, what can two cents do?"
"..."
He Hongjin stared at her.
Don’t he know that two cents can’t do anything?
But isn't this the actual situation?
“When considering raising millet fish, it doesn’t mean that you can raise it just by raising it. You have to have a charter, right? And how much it will cost, you also have to have a figure. It depends on whether everyone can accept it! ”
The team can’t contribute the money, so the members can only share it equally.
Every household is having a hard time. If they want a lot of money, they can’t get it, 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 them in a while, she simply paced and sat at the diagonal corner of the table, calculating each stroke with He Hongjin:
"One acre of land can normally throw four hundred fry. Let's calculate it based on two acres of land, which is eight hundred fry."
"It is surrounded by mountains. When the fry are small, there will definitely be a loss when the birds fly over. On this basis, we will add another hundred fish to the budget, and invest an additional fifty fish per mu of land. The small fry will be Three cents a tail, how much is nine hundred tails?”
Lu Miao quickly calculated in silence and said:
“It’s twenty-seven yuan, and in our team it’s fifty-one. Households, right? It’s 50 cents per household.”
He Hongjin frowned and said nothing.
It seemed that he was silent, but in fact he was settling scores behind Lu Miao.
After doing the math, he found that it was good, so he asked again: "What about the two cents in the team?"
Lu Miao waved his hand: "Two cents can't do anything, but it won't be easy to count. Spread it out, let the team take it by themselves."
"..."
He Hongjin was silent for a while and then said:
"Then how do you do this fish farming? I should have asked you about this in advance. How sure are you?"
"I should be 70% sure..."
Lu Miao groaned and said:
"The fields must be plowed out first and watered. After raising it... you also need to spread some quicklime to kill the virus, so as not to let fish in again and get sick."
"After doing the preliminary work, in addition to normal maintenance of crops, pay attention to driving away flying fish. Just the egrets and birds looking for food.”
He Hongjin shook his head and asked uncertainly:
"Don't you need to feed me anything?"
There are many lakes in Yanji Commune. He Hongjin went there before and saw people raising fish. production team.
People throw grass into their pond regularly.
How can they handle this kind of millet without feeding them?
Lu Miao smiled and said: "Uncle, a large part of the reason why rice flower fish are called rice flower fish is because they can eat rice flowers, and they also eat small insects on rice. With these, it's almost the same."
“ What’s more, when we release water to cultivate the fields in the early stage, we can also grow some small algae, which are edible by the fish.”
Not to mention He Hongjin, even Brother He and Brother He don’t know what algae is. What the hell.
However, He Hongjin also captured an important point:
“Then if fish can eat insects, there will be no need for people to catch them?”
Dahe Village is poor and has no fertilizer indicators, and of course there are no pesticide indicators.
In the past, commune members had to catch bugs on rice and cotton with their hands.
That kind of tiny bug can't really do anything except blow up plant ashes.
Lu Miao nodded, "Theoretically, that's the case."
After hearing this, He Hongjin nodded, feeling slightly enlightened.
If this thing can really happen, it will really be a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.
"After the New Year, I will visit Yanji Commune and ask them how to sell the fish fry there. Also, how to get this field? When will we start raising fish? And when will we start releasing fish fry? ”
Lu Miao thought for a while, Said: "Grow the seedlings for half a month before transplanting, and check the condition of the seedlings after transplanting. Let the seedlings grow for half a month or a month before planting fry. Then ensure the water level and fish them out before harvesting the millet."
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He Hongjin nodded thoughtfully.
It’s already mid-February after the Chinese New Year. After more than ten days of rest and entering March, it’s not long before we need to clear the land and cultivate early-season rice seedlings.
It was about that time that we started farming.
After the general rules and regulations were cleared up, He Hongjin patted the table:
“Let’s eat first, and we’ll talk about the rest later.”
Lu Miao nodded. .
Chen Guifen and Tian Guihua brought fried radish and cabbage to the table one after another.
The weather was too cold, and the old-fashioned copper pot set up in the center of the table was very similar to the old-fashioned copper pot in northern Beijing.
The copper pot was filled with water, but there was nothing in it except a little salt.
Chen Guifen brought out two plates of freshly fried dumplings and small fish pieces.
Fu Jingyou said that Lu Miao liked to eat hot vegetables, so Chen Guifen washed some juicy spinach.
Lu Miao ate a lot of rice dumplings, but she wasn't really hungry, but Fu Jingyou boiled a small bowl of spinach and a few rice dumplings for her, and she ate some more.
The spinach grown by the farmers was really delicious, and the sweetness was something she had never tasted before she traveled through time.
And Mariko.
It tastes best when it’s just fried, but it doesn’t taste that good when it becomes soft later.
But the smell of fried fish and other dishes blended into the copper pot. The dumplings were soaked in the hot water until they expanded in size and became soft. The taste sublimated again, and it felt delicious in another way.
Lu Miao is quite picky, and there aren't many things that she can firmly believe are delicious.
Chen Guifen was happy to see her eating happily.
He Hongjin glanced at it calmly. In the evening, when Chen Guifen was filling the oil pot and filling the dumplings for Fu Jingyou, He Hongjin walked over and said:
“I don’t like this either, give it to her more. Let’s decorate it.”
Chen Guifen shook her head and sighed, not bothering to expose his little thoughts:
"I know, let's just pretend."
The adults are not greedy, so it's okay to miss a few bites, so they must stick to the little ones first.
It was dark outside, Lu Miao was pregnant, and she was afraid that the road would be difficult and she would stumble after a while, so Chen Guifen did not leave them alone.
Hand the things over, wave your hands and let them go home.
On the way home, Lu Miao was holding one hand by Fu Jingyou, touching her bloated belly with the other, and turned her head to look at Fu Jingyou's hand holding the basket.
"Isn't it too bad to even eat and take it? There is only one pot of fried dumplings in total. I ate quite a few in the afternoon. Is this at least a small part of it?"
Fu Jingyou nodded slightly, "Uncle and aunt "You are good to us."
Lu Miao pouted slightly.
Good is definitely good, there is no doubt about it.
However, in this simple era, it is a bit too easy.
Obviously, life at home is not necessarily easy.
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The following author is chatting, I hope book lovers who see this can take a serious look at it.
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