Naturally, people will not believe that motorcycles cannot be bought for one or two cents. However, everyone is easily satisfied. Following Zhang Xiaoyang, you can earn 5 yuan a day and have enough food and clothing.
For them, that's enough.
I live my whole life just for this mouth!
For Zheng Bajin, it was far from enough.
He got up early the next morning, took Zhang Xiaoyang with him, and rushed to the "pig farm" first. He took out the sketch, where to start first, and how many pens to build? What materials are used and what shapes are made are all marked one by one.
He concentrated the pens in the northwest, that is, the upper reaches of the river, and built them in two rows. Under each cell, a ditch was dug and covered with steel bars. The feces could be drained into the ditch and all collected outside. in a large ditch.
Pipes need to be laid in the large ditch, and finally, the water will be discharged to the southeast, where several biogas digesters will be dug to reuse energy, generate electricity, or use it for cooking.
One advantage of doing this is that fully fermented pig manure is the best farmyard manure. When Shili Village develops a large number of apples, these fertilizers can be sold to fruit farmers to grow red and sweet apples.
Zhang Xiaoyang didn't understand. Isn't it just to build a pig farm? Is it worth spending so much money?
Zheng Bajin didn't explain too much to him, he just said: "Think about it, if we still build traditional pens and all the feces accumulates in each pen, how many people will be needed to cut the grass?" Come as a cushion? Besides, after a while, it will take a lot of effort to dig out the dung and grass, and how much manpower will be wasted."
"What you said makes sense, but is this really feasible? Is it really worthwhile to spend such a large amount of money?" Zhang Xiaoyang still couldn't believe that Zheng Bajin could raise a 200-jin pig in half a year.
"Believe me, you can be released in six months at most. As long as you do what I say, I will be responsible for any problems." Zheng Bajin said with certainty.
Zhang Xiaoyang nodded. Zheng Bajin had made a lot of money in the past six months. He raised the price of whatever he did, as if he had foresight.
It seems that his title of semi-immortal is not just for boasting.
He said nothing and followed Zheng Bajin to pull up the line. He drew the line on the ground according to what was said on the drawing, and marked everything that needed to be repaired there.
Before all the lines were put in place, workers began to arrive, and Zhang Xiaoyang called for help.
The people he invited were all very down-to-earth people who never cheated or cheated.
After Zhang Xiaoyang's guidance, several people began to take care of their own business, digging and lifting the soil, and started working in the designated area.
Zheng Bajin and Zhang Xiaoyang finished drawing the lines and asked Zhang Xiaoyang to look at the construction site. He went up the opposite mountain alone to check the chun tree.
Originally, the survival rate of chun trees was very high, but he found that some of them had wilted leaves, which meant there must be something wrong.
He pulled up one tree, and sure enough there was a big problem. Someone cut off all the roots before planting it.
Zheng Bajin didn't say anything and stopped checking. He knew that someone was deliberately causing trouble for these chun trees. If it was done by villagers, if they found it, they would be sent to the police station. If it was done by the workers hired by Zhang Xiaoyang, then Just deduct the salary directly and never work with him again.
He went down the mountain to the pig farm, found Zhang Xiaoyang, called him aside, and told him about the tree's problem with a cold face.
Zhang Xiaoyang was a little anxious and asked him what to do?
Zheng Bajin said: "Don't be anxious, don't make any noise, just observe carefully. I think the worker you hired must have done something good. Once found out, the wages will be deducted and they will never be hired."
"I think these people we have found are relatively down-to-earth and will not do such things that are harmful to others but not beneficial to ourselves. What if it is done by the villagers of Team 6?"
"If it was done by a villager, it wouldn't be easy to pull it up and plant it. Wouldn't it be easier to just throw it away? However, you can't be too absolute. If it happens, just hand it over to the police. If you destroy other people's property, you can go to jail. ." Zheng Bajin said, "You don't need to pull them up one by one and check them, some may survive."
Seeing Zhang Xiaoyang nodded, Zheng Bajin continued: "Anyway, please pay attention in the future. There is a disease in this world called pinkeye. This kind of person is very scary. Once you find out, no matter what you do in the future, don't call him. "
As he said that, Zheng Bajin's eyes looked at Zheng Baliang who was digging the earth. It seemed that he had really changed and his power was no longer a matter of scale.
Could this matter have something to do with him?
The thought just flashed through Zheng Bajin's mind without going into detail.
As a brother, you shouldn't do such a thing!
After a few more explanations, Zheng Bajin said that he still had something to do, so he would leave it to Zhang Xiaoyang.
Zhang Xiaoyang nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of everything here!"
Zheng Bajin got on his motorcycle, crossed the beach, got on the road, walked dozens of meters, and reached the main road. He was not in a hurry to go home, but headed west.
At this time, in the fields on both sides of the road, groups of men and women were pulling out rice seedlings, preparing to plant rice seedlings in the flat fields after having a meal...
When they heard the roar of the motorcycle, they all raised their heads in unison, looking at Zheng Bajin's handsome figure, their eyes filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.
Soon, Zheng Bajin left the village and went up the mountain road in front of everyone's attention.
Half an hour later, Zheng Bajin arrived at Haizi Village, on a prominent hillside. Here, the potatoes are all planted and new sprouts have grown. The grass also began to grow, but it couldn't help but people pulling at it.
As soon as one came out, some girls plucked it out and threw it into the front basket. They took it home and cooked it for the pigs to eat.
Although this place is not far from Shili Village, the weather is very different. Not far ahead, there are dense pine forests, which maintain water and soil extremely well, and the air is naturally very fresh.
The land is also the legendary night tide soil. It is really a waste to grow potatoes. If you grow vegetables, you can harvest several crops a year.
Unfortunately, there is no market.
This is also the fundamental reason why there has always been poverty here.
From a distance, Zheng Bajin saw a farmer weeding in the field. He couldn't help but lock his car and walked over.
The man, about forty years old, stopped to rest and watched curiously as Zheng Bajin dropped his motorcycle on the ground and walked towards him. He felt inexplicably nervous.
The reason is that few outsiders come here, especially people like Zheng Bajin who ride foreign horses.
Zheng Bajin was already at his side, took out a cigarette, handed it over, and said with a smile: "Uncle, are you loosening the soil so early? Aren't the potatoes still very small? If you don't pay attention, you will hurt the seedlings."
"Haha, young man, don't worry. I have good hands. Even if I close my eyes, I won't hurt the seedlings." The man saw that Zheng Bajin gave him a cigarette for no reason, and he was a good-looking person, so he answered naturally. .
"Oh, it seems that uncle is an expert in farming. What's your surname?" Zheng Bajin lit a fire and helped him light a cigarette.
"My surname is Xi, and my name is Xi Shunjin." The man hurriedly stretched out his calloused hands and made a gesture to protect himself from the wind.
This is a kind of etiquette, and it is also a rule for smokers. If there is no wind, they will do it. Otherwise, it will be impolite and give people a big thorny feeling.
