Dinner is a sumptuous meal, and there will definitely be no shortage of meat. After all, the family raises pigs, and now it is no different than before when the salt sellers drank light soup. There is no one in the family who can speak softly to oneself.
As the junior at the table, Yang Dongxu naturally stood up and poured wine for his grandfather, father, and uncle, and poured half a cup for himself. Although he drinks well, he still goes to school.
Ever since I was little, adults have said that you shouldn’t drink in school, as drinking can harm your brain. So in front of my father, I still have to exercise some restraint. Besides, just drink as a family, and it’s not just to accompany relatives for fear of getting drunk.
After taking a sip of wine, everyone started driving. Jiejie was eating a chicken leg in his hand. Yang Dongxu glanced at his uncle and asked, "What car are you planning to buy? Have you gone to see it?"
"Big truck." Shengli said excitedly without thinking.
"I know that when buying a big truck, there are several brands of trucks. Which brand do you choose? Which price range and load capacity do you choose? How many kilograms of work can you pull?"
"Of course, the bigger, the better. As for the money, it's better to be cheaper." Sheng Sheng is a little embarrassed to say that it is obvious that Yang Dongxu came back in person. It is estimated that the big brother's family may get the majority of the money to buy the car.
Well, after asking for a long time, Yang Dongxu simply stopped asking: "Well, I'll call someone tonight and ask them what kind of car is good. Let's go and have a look tomorrow. It doesn't have to be too big, you can Just pull four or five tons of cargo. Our roads here are not good, and if the load is too heavy, you won't be able to drive out even if you load it."
"The relationship is good, so I want this." Shengli raised the wine glass excitedly, and the aunt glared at him for several times to no avail. She drank it all in one gulp and subconsciously wanted to grab the bottle.
"Uncle, it's easy to talk about buying a car or delivering goods. But you can't drink while driving. If you want to drink, wait until the goods are delivered and let my dad accompany you to drink well." Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows.
People nowadays obviously have no idea about drunk driving. Not only is it dangerous for my brother-in-law to drive when he is drunk, he also has a bad habit of finding trouble and fighting easily.
It seems a little better to have my aunt and grandparents at home, plus people from all over the country know who he is, so they won't behave like him at once. But if you go out, no one will know who Shengli is. It's just a trivial matter to cause trouble, such as losing a car or goods, and it's very likely that someone will break it.
"Don't worry, don't worry, don't drink while driving, and don't drive after drinking. The coach has made my ears ring with the words." Shengli promised, patting his chest.
But such a guarantee is obviously even more uneasy. Yang Dongxu also knew that it would be useless to talk more now. He could only wait until the car was bought and delivered, and he would explain to Yinshan and the others who were following the car.
After dinner, Yang's mother and aunt stayed at home to clean up the mess. Yang Dongxu accompanied his father and several others went to the pig farm to have a look. By the way, I brought some candies, tobacco, alcohol, etc. to share with a few helpers, although it was not a holiday.
But the Yang family doesn't care about these small coins, they give them away to win people's hearts. If workers work harder, they will have everything. Besides, these helpers are also from nearby villages, and they have relatives around the corner, so naturally they can't be treated badly.
"Brother Xuzi, you are back. I told you that I wanted to go and play with you." Before leaving the village, Yang Dongxu saw Xiaoliang and others.
Daliang and Xiaowu, who were about the same age as him, went out to work at the beginning of the year. Only children like Xiaoliang, who are fifteen or sixty-five years old, are left at home and are ready to stay at home for another year before going out next year. They can also help with some farm work at home.
In the afternoon, these half-grown boys wandered off somewhere and were not in the village. Not hungry anymore, I ran back to have dinner and heard Yang Dongxu coming back, so they formed a team to go and play with him.
In the past, when we were naked and we all played together, brothers rarely called each other brother or brother, and they basically called each other by their first names. But as he got older, and as Yang Dongxu was the only college student in the village, he naturally felt repressed by his status.
So in the past few years when he returned to the village, the younger ones would almost always call him brother, and the older ones would almost never dare to make jokes with dirty words when they played together. This made Yang Dongxu sigh. In his previous life, he was a single man. No matter whether he was older or younger, no one was so polite to him.
"What are you going to do?" Yang Dongxu asked after seeing several people holding nets.
"Catching quails. Someone in the countryside recently bought this thing to fight with. Let's catch a few to join in the fun." Xiao Tao said with a smile.
Now that the corn has been basically torn off, only the corn stalks are still in the ground, and the red taro seedlings are almost wilting from the frost. It is a good time to catch quail.
Because it was cold at night, I rubbed this thing into the wheat straw pile. It's easy to catch the wheat straw with a big net. Or if you hear the cry of quail somewhere, a few people just pull the net down, then lie on the net and touch forward little by little.
"You guys go, I won't join in the fun anymore, I want to go to the pig farm to have a look." Yang Dongxu said, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and spreading them around: "You can have fun, but no money is required. Otherwise, be careful that your eldest father and second uncle will beat you up."
Fighting quails in the winter was a leisurely activity, and everyone was poor in the past. Therefore, even if there are some bonuses during the fight, it is basically just to tease people, such as barking like a dog, or hopping on one foot. Later, when life got better, I would bet on peanuts or fried pumpkin seeds.
Nowadays, gambling is obviously all about gambling. In addition to mahjong and Pai Gow gambling, some small casinos also have quail fighting venues. A few people who rationally win or lose just a few dollars to join in the fun have lost all their wealth.
Xiaoliang and his family's family's finances have improved a lot in recent years, so even if they don't go out to work, they still have some spare money in their hands. Yang Dongxu didn't want them to get into gambling.
"Don't worry, we only sell quails and don't gamble." Xiao Tao smiled and lit the cigarette, waved to Yang Dongxu, and several people pulled the net and ran to the red taro field outside the village. If you're lucky at this point, you might be able to catch wild rabbits, pheasants or something like that.
I walked for about ten minutes to the Yang family's pig farm because I was afraid of affecting the life of the village. Therefore, the pig farm chose a mortar field more than a thousand meters away from the village. Crops cannot grow on such land. In the past, it was basically abandoned and no one wanted it, so Father Yang went to the countryside to approve a note and rented the land.
The contract was signed for 30 years at once, for two thousand yuan a year, and more than 400 acres of mortar land, which was very cost-effective for less than 50 yuan per acre. At present, two pig farms have been built here, occupying more than 20 acres of land, and many of them are empty.
Walking into the pig farm, although Yang Dongxu had spent as much money as possible to make the pig farm more modern. It still doesn't taste that great, but it's barely okay.
Although he is already rich, he can buy an entire pig farm with just a fraction of his money. But looking at the pigs ready for slaughter, he was still very happy and at ease. This sense of solidity is very direct, and cannot be compared with deposits in the bank.
The two pig farms now have about ten people to help, and they also feed two large wolfdogs in the yard. The authentic Black Back is a police dog that my grandpa bought after traveling to the city several times and spending a lot of money. Very alert and obedient, the big iron gate is very safe once closed at night. But even so, four people usually take turns keeping vigil here at night.
"Who are our pigs sold to now?" Yang Dongxu asked.
"In the city's slaughterhouse, they send a truck to pull the pigs when they are being slaughtered. But I have already asked, if we send them there ourselves, they will give an extra 10 yuan per pig as a subsidy. This time, more than 100 pigs will be slaughtered. Wait for us If we buy the truck, we can earn more than a thousand yuan just pulling pigs." The uncle said excitedly.
Looking at the excited uncle, Yang Dongxu did not pour cold water on him. Earning more than a thousand dollars at once is a lot, but my uncle obviously didn't think that a big truck would cost more than a hundred thousand, and a better one would cost more than two hundred thousand.
Not to mention other things, loading more than a hundred pigs into a truck requires help. Even if people from the village came to help for free, giving away cigarettes, alcohol, etc., or treating people to a meal, it would cost as little as two or three hundred. Add in the money spent on fuel, and it would be pretty good to end up with six or seven hundred. This does not include the wear and tear of the car and the labor costs of the company.
"How much does the slaughterhouse pay per pound?"
"In the first half of the year, it was two yuan and nine cents. Now I have to pay three yuan and one cent. Everything has been going up recently. The price of pork on the street has gone up. There is no reason why the price of big pigs can't go up. When I go to see the car tomorrow, I will Go over and ask, if it's less, we won't sell him." The uncle said with confidence.
Although every household in rural areas now raises pigs, they can only raise two pigs a year at most, which cannot meet the market demand at all. Some time ago, some butchers at meat stalls in the city couldn't get meat from the slaughterhouse, so they came directly to their doorsteps and offered them an extra two cents a pound in hopes of long-term supply. But because we made an agreement with the slaughterhouse, we can’t sell them individually.
Therefore, if the slaughterhouse dares to lower the price, the Yang family will not have to worry about selling these big pigs for slaughter. Therefore, Shengli naturally had the confidence to speak. Of course, if the slaughterhouse could give him the price, it would be even half a cent cheaper. It would be better to sell it to the slaughterhouse. After all, you can pull in all the slaughterhouses, so there is no other troublesome thing to worry about.
"What are you going to do with the wasteland outside? Didn't you say raising chickens before? Why are they still wasteland now?" Yang Dongxu asked.
"Didn't raising chickens pay attention to you at the beginning? We also feel good about it. But who knew that setting up a pig farm is so troublesome. It took so long to straighten it out. There is no time to do other things. If I had known it earlier, I would have done it first Rent the land for our pig farm, and then rent other land, and get one or two years of rent for free." Father Yang said with some distress.
Now the business in Yang's market has basically stopped, and everyone is at the pig farm, so they can barely keep busy. As for Yang Dongxu's suggestion of hiring more people, they directly rejected it.
Where is the wasteland and how much money can be spent in a year or two? How much is the monthly salary for hiring so many extra people? How much does one or two years add up to? This calculation decisively leaves the land uncultivated. As for the potential for more income from raising chickens in advance, the chickens have not been seen yet, so money naturally does not count.
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