Chapter 681: Getting out of the market
Yangjiazhuang
Ran Qiuye stayed at her parents’ house for one night, and took the little Dragon Boat Festival with her in the afternoon of the next day and rode back to Yangjiazhuang.
As soon as we settled down at home, Mr. Yang came to ask about the situation.
Ran Qiuye left in a hurry that day, and he hadn't asked clearly yet. He had been worried about her these days.
In the house, Mr. Yang was holding the little Dragon Boat Festival. He hadn't seen her for a few days, so he said he had dreamed about it at night and wouldn't let go.
Ran Qiuye told what happened these days, and Mr. Yang understood it clearly.
“Bullshit!”
After saying that, he hugged the little Dragon Boat Festival and left.
Ran Qiuye smiled, having an old man in the family is like having a treasure.
This old man is the treasure of the whole village.
Picking up the backpack, Ran Qiuye headed to school.
Ever since the little Dragon Boat Festival was born, the grandfather has been worried about this. The last time the old comrades got together, the two of them didn’t know what they said. Within a few days, they focused most of their energy on the little guy. What was revealed was "what has a successor", "what can be carried forward", "what cannot lose face" and so on.
Yang Xiaotao heard about it at that time, and when he thought about the agreement, he knew that the master must have agreed to something.
My heart is filled with sympathy, ahem, and confidence for little Dragon Boat Festival’s future!
Therefore, during this period, my grandfather's management of the school was relaxed.
However, this does not mean that no one cares.
After all, Ran Qiuye is just a teacher. Even if she becomes a mother, she is still a twenty-two-year-old girl. She is allowed to teach students what she is good at, but she is allowed to manage an increasingly large school and be competent at being a junior. It's a bit far-fetched to make an idea and make a decision.
So, the person in charge of managing the school now is Teacher Hong, whom Yang Xiaotao is optimistic about.
After being observed by Mr. Yang, this person is very good at management and scheduling, even better than him.
If Yang Xiaotao were here, he would definitely curl his lips.
Everyone has managed hundreds of thousands of people, but the people in this school are not up to par.
In this case, the master is also willing to be a hands-off shopkeeper.
Of course, Teacher Hong refused. The reason was simple. He was a labor reformer, and doing so would cause trouble for the farm.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Yang would not be happy when he said this. What's the trouble? Doesn’t teaching in schools constitute re-education through labor? Isn’t being responsible for cultivating the reserve force of the revolution not re-education through labor?
If anyone has an idea, let me know.
Okay, what Mr. Yang said makes sense.
So, Teacher Hong became the principal and assistant of Yangjiazhuang Primary School.
"Teacher Ran, are you back?"
As soon as he reached the school gate, Ran Qiuye met Teacher Hong who was going out.
"Yes, Teacher Hong. Where are you going?"
Ran Qiuye couldn't help but asked curiously as he watched Teacher Hong, a tall man dressed well and hurriedly walking out with a book in his hand.
Seeing Ran Qiuye come back, Teacher Hong first asked what happened that day. Ran Qiuye picked it up and said it was not important, but Teacher Hong still kept the pressure cooker in mind.
Then he smiled and said, "The farm wants to sell pigs, and the school happens to be closed, so the village chief asked me to help with the accounting."
"By the way, we are going to kill pigs tonight. The village is celebrating together.”
"Killing pigs? Why? Don't we just kill pigs during the Chinese New Year!"
Killing pigs is no small matter these days, especially since the materials for raising pigs are all listed. How many pigs are raised in any village? There are standards for how much materials are needed and how many pigs must be turned in at that time. If the pigs do not grow well, the village will subsidize part of the materials.
So, most of the villages that can really raise pigs these days are surplus grain villages, and even ordinary surplus grain villages need to be considered. After all, there is no feed these days, and there is not enough food for everyone. Feed the pigs?
When Teacher Hong heard Ran Qiuye’s question, he was not in a hurry, but explained patiently.
“The breeding grounds on our farm use our own materials, so we don’t need support from above. Naturally, we don’t need to pay back the material money for the pigs we raise.”
"Furthermore, our farm has its own system. To produce output, we only need to complete the tasks of our superiors. We developed this farm ourselves, and the pigs we raise can be bought and eaten."
Ran Qiuye listened Understand, that is, this pig raising thing does not cost public money, and the pigs raised are also born by sows in my own village, so there is no task relationship.
“Although the superiors have no task targets for the farm, the farm still sells most of the pigs to the slaughterhouse. This is a good thing in itself, and they are not happy enough.”
Teacher Hong He said happily, thinking of the big fat pigs in the pen, each weighing almost two hundred pounds, and he had never felt that raising pigs could have such a sense of accomplishment.
More importantly, they sold these pigs to the slaughterhouse at a low price. They did not earn much, but they contributed to the construction of the country.
This makes the whole farm proud.
“You don’t know, the people from the slaughterhouse came the day before yesterday, and everyone was stunned when they saw the big fat pigs. There weren’t that many carts! This delayed the whole day, and I found several pigs today. I just came to buy a car.”
Teacher Hong said, Ran Qiuye could feel the joy, the joy of sharing.
"Teacher Hong, hurry up and get busy. I'll go to the school to check on you."
"Okay, let's talk back!"
After saying that, Teacher Hong walked quickly to the breeding farm in the south of the village.
When we arrived at the breeding farm, there were already people gathered around, including people from Yangjiazhuang, Gaojiazhuang and Baima Village.
A group of people surrounded the entire farm in circles.
In the middle, Yang Dazhuang, Pan Jianjun and Fatty Ding both have faces full of faces.
Especially Fatty Ding, he is even more radiant and energetic.
In front of him was Director Wang of the slaughterhouse, followed by Director Wu, the director of the slaughterhouse.
These two people, if Yang Xiaotao is here, must know each other. It was the installation of heating furnaces in their factory that started the road of independent innovation in the steel rolling mill.
At this moment, Director Wang looked at the big fat pigs in the pig pen with shock in his eyes.
Too big.
Too fat.
Very good.
I sighed in my heart, but my face was calm.
Director Wu, who was following from the side, acted as the vanguard to ask for directions, "Director Yang, let me ask, did you really raise him for more than five months?"
Yang Dazhuang nodded, "Indeed. It took more than five months to raise Piggy to this big size!”
I added in my mind that it only takes three months to start raising earthworms.
"It's incredible, I can't believe it. Director Ding, how on earth do you feed the pigs in your grain store? No, what on earth do you feed the pigs? I mean. Oh my, what did you guys send that made the pigs look like this? ”
Director Wu was so excited that his speech was a little difficult to pronounce, and even Quancheng’s accent was exposed. "Director Wu, what you said is wrong." Fatty Ding said proudly.
“The breeding farms in this village are not used in the grain stores. They are all raised by the villagers themselves. I, the director of the grain store, can still guarantee this. ”
“But if you really want to say there is something special in it, hehe, there really is!”
As soon as Fatty Ding said this, Factory Director Wang beside him became uneasy.
"Director Ding, don't be so pretentious, just say it directly."
Fat Ding glanced at Yang Dazhuang.
Yang Dazhuang nodded and walked forward, mentally shocked by Yang Xiaotao's method of raising pigs with earthworms.
No one thought that raising earthworms would have such great benefits.
"Director Wang, I am able to grow so strong because..."
Yang Dazhuang explained slowly. Director Wang and Director Wu on the side both had big mouths, and it felt like they were subverting their own. Like cognition.
"Earthworms? Earthworms? Long worms?"
Director Wu said excitedly.
“Yes, that’s it!”
"Can I go and have a look?"
Director Wang asked, Yang Dazhuang nodded, and then led the two of them towards the south.
Behind the back, Fatty Ding called to people, "Young and old men, help me."
"Now, let's get out of the stalls!"
A group of men around were holding hemp ropes in their hands. The wooden stick rushed towards the pig pen in an instant.
Beside, Teacher Hong was holding a notebook, his eyes narrowed as he smiled.
Chichi
Chichi...
On the other side, Director Wang and the two followed Yang Dazhuang to the pond where earthworms were raised, looking at the yellowing dead leaves inside. Nothing special.
On the side, Yang Hui was called over by Yang Dazhuang, and then explained.
Now that the weather is cold, earthworms are in the soil, and they will move around and breed when the weather warms up.
Yang Dazhuang asked Yang Hui to shovel a handful of soil and throw it on the ground. There were seven or eight earthworms in it. Although they were not big, they were quite a lot.
Hearing Yang Hui explain the benefits of raising earthworms, how to grind earthworms into powder and mix it into pig food, his words were clear and logical, which made the two of them even more sure that this was true.
"Director Wang, a pond will be built opposite next year, but it is for Gaojiazhuang. Their village will also raise pigs next year. By this time next year, your slaughterhouse will have to be in Duolai How many cars are there!”
Director Wang looked into the distance and suddenly had an idea in his mind.
"If this method of raising earthworms is popularized, can we raise more pigs?"
If this is handed over to superiors and promoted nationwide, then I will become famous. By then, What kind of slaughterhouse director is he? With this alone, he can at least be promoted to level three!
This thought was out of control, and the fire in my heart started to burn. I took Yang Hui's hand and asked about the method of breeding earthworms.
But Yang Hui only knew how to do it, but it was not clear why he did it.
Director Wang was a little disappointed and asked who invented it.
Yang Dazhuang smiled and said with a hint of pride, "Yang Xiaotao from our village, he did it."
"Yang Xiaotao from the steel rolling mill?"
Director Wu suddenly spoke.
“Yes, that’s him!”
“Oh, director, he, that Yang Xiaotao, is the heating stove, have you forgotten?”
Director Wang instantly remembered a scene from the past, that calm and composed young man among the leaders.
The young man who is valued by Mr. Xia.
Most of the heat in my heart dissipated, but I found that the contribution of reporting it was not small.
"Director Yang, let's go and have a look."
As he said that, he took Yang Dazhuang's hand and walked towards the breeding farm affectionately.
This is the Yang family, and building a good relationship is beneficial to him.
In the slaughterhouse, pigs were knocked down one by one, and then the front and rear legs on one side were tied with a rope, and an iron hook passed through the middle. After the two were installed, they used wooden sticks to lift the scale and worked together.
With a squeak, the second senior brother stood up from the ground, shook his body twice, and then squeaked.
Uncle Jiu was fiddling with the weights on the side, adjusting the balance of the scale poles little by little.
“Two hundred and zero…three and a half pounds!”
Aoao
As soon as they heard the two hundred catties, everyone cheered.
The two people carrying the scale even rubbed their shoulders, with excitement in their eyes.
“Quickly, carry it away and get to the next one!”
Uncle Jiu glanced at the numbers in Teacher Hong’s notebook. Among the long series of three digits, there were a few numbers starting with two that stood out. .
"Teacher Hong, how much is it?"
Teacher Hong just calculated in his mind, "Eighteen heads, a total of three thousand four hundred and twenty-six pounds."
"More than three thousand Haha, how many more are there?”
Uncle Jiu shouted, Yang Shitou looked around the circle, "Uncle Jiu, in addition to the two heads left, there are eleven more."
"Eleven heads? Teacher Hong, please guess Wait, how much can we sell this time?”
Teacher Hong immediately calculated in his notebook.
Add eleven heads, and based on the average calculation, it would be at least five thousand kilograms. According to the evaluation, it will be sold to the slaughterhouse. Then
Teacher Hong listed it in the notebook and quickly calculated it. result.
On the side, Uncle Jiu glanced at him while he was showing off, "Ten hundred, my god, so many?"
Teacher Hong nodded, "At least this much."< br>
"Okay, hurry up, lift it up."
Uncle Jiu urged, and the helpers rushed into the pig pen again, pulled the selected second senior brother out by his ears and tail, and then the two of them jumped up He fell down and tied his legs with incredible skill.
“Come on, lift it up.”
Amidst the cheerful laughter, Teacher Hong looked at the numbers on the notebook, turned it over and looked at the method of raising earthworms to feed pigs, “Good stuff Ah! ”
(End of this chapter)