The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 15
Escaping his mother's reprimand, Zhao Mankui also checked the simple smokehouse built by Li Shengli.

Seeing the big fish that were about a foot long hanging inside, he, like his father Zhao Sihai, also looked at Li Shengli with admiration.

Although Wali Village is said to have a water park in front of it and backed by mountains and forests, it is only a small village that mainly grows grain.

There are no decent markets around, and with the unified purchase and sales of agricultural and sideline products, hunting and fishing are just means to supplement their own table.

Without the tradition of fishing and hunting, it is also very difficult for the villagers in Wali to go hunting in the mountains and catch fish in the water.

Two years ago, two idiots who went into the mountains to hunt rabbits mistook each other for rabbits and shot each other.

Haoxuan used earthen gunpowder, but they just beat each other into pockmarked faces. If this was the rifle in the village, the two idiots would have to confess to it on the hillside.

After the ban on hunting in the mountains, Zhao Mankui tried every means to get a batch of block nets eliminated in the reservoir to supplement meat by means of fishing.

But the result is just like that. Occasionally, if you are lucky, you can catch a few big fish, but more often, you can only catch some small miscellaneous fish.

To be honest, letting Zhuang Laoli cast a net in the water bubble is really not as good as blowing fish with the grenade in the village.

It is the children who play in the water bubble in summer and catch more fish than the net.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. The people in Wali have been able to eat enough in the past few years, and people have more thoughts in their hearts.

Lazy people like Zhao Laogan have to change into military coats, provided that there is sufficient grain.

Many families in the village want to expand the scale of breeding, and chickens and ducks can no longer meet the needs of the villagers.

Zhao Mankui was in the village today, discussing with the village cadres whether the family could raise pigs.

There is a clear answer to this question above, and people in this village know it.

But there are many people in the village who support the idea of ​​raising them secretly.

If a pig is raised for a year, it can be sold for at least a few dozen yuan. If the pig is fed better, if a big fat pig is raised for slaughter, then the income will be more than 100 yuan.

More than 100 yuan is considered a lot of money nowadays, not to mention that the villagers are emotional, even Zhao Mankui is also thinking about where to secretly raise a group of piglets.

"Brother Zhao is back."

Li Shengli, who had just tidied up in the wing room, saw Zhao Mankui staring at his simple smoking room in a daze.

Thinking that this could not be done, he took the initiative to say hello.

"Brother, is this the fish you taught them to catch?"

As for fishing with nets, Zhao Mankui was still at the stage of catching fish. Looking at the calm boy in front of him, he also had a question in his heart.

"Um!

When I was in school, I read a lot of miscellaneous books. I read them in books. I asked Youfang to try it today, and the effect was very good.

Brother Zhao, is it wrong to catch so many? "

Although he knows the general characteristics of the times, many things at that time will be haunted in the future, and Li Shengli does not understand many details.

To the Zhao family, he is just a passer-by, and it is reasonable not to cause trouble to them because of a few fish.

"They are all born to be bred, you can catch as many as you like, and you are still good at reading!

Brother, I would like to ask you a question. People in our village want to raise pigs every household. What do you think? "

At present, Zhao Mankui is uncertain. In his heart, he supports every family raising pigs.

But contrary to the above statement, as the village party secretary, he is somewhat timid in his heart.

"Brother, there is a clear statement on this matter, you can't do it.

It should be possible to raise pigs in the village. Wouldn’t it be enough to raise a few more pigs? "

Li Shengli knew clearly that it was [-], and Zhao Mankui wanted every household to raise pigs.

This idea is very good, and it can lead the whole village to become rich. As for whether it will work, Li Shengli can only say that it is a punishment.

This leader in getting rich, if he encounters the next wind and rain, he is afraid that he will die miserably.

"Brother, there is a plan to raise pigs in the village, not to mention the amount of slaughter this year, the village has given [-] pigs.

Pigs are easy to sell, but they don't dare to raise more.

The above inspections are strict, and the pigsty in the village raises ten or eight more pigs, and it can be said that they are afraid of encountering pig diseases.

There are [-] households in our village, more than half of them want to raise pigs.

There are more than 20 heads, which is more than half of the difference from fifty or sixty heads. Anyone with eyes can see clearly. "

Pigs are a rarity among large livestock, so more are needed and less are raised, and the number of pigs depends on the plan of the village.

This is what Zhao Mankui didn't understand. Raising a few more pigs would have brought the whole village to a better life.

But the village just doesn't allow them to raise them, and everything is going according to plan, if they can let them go.

Zhao Mankui couldn't guarantee anything else. In two or three years, it would be no problem for every household in the village to have the three major items.

"Brother, it's not impossible to be flexible.

You see, the fishing nets in the village are placed in the ground shack. If you want to raise pigs secretly, just build a ground shack? "

Secret raising is the solution given by Li Shengli, but he ignores people's hearts. In his opinion, there is money to be made, so why don't the big guys go together?
"This won't work. There are many people in the village. Some people want to raise them, but some don't want to raise them because they think they are dirty.

I raised it secretly, and then sold it for money. If those who don't raise it are jealous, it will be a big deal. "

Don't worry about scarcity but inequality. This is the actual situation everywhere. After Zhao Mankui said this, Li Shengli knew the key point of the problem.

"It's simple, brother, there is a mutual aid group in our village, right?"

Li Shengli still has a say in this matter. He had heard people talk about the medical assistance for poverty alleviation back then.

"Yes, this is strongly advocated by the above, mutual help and mutual progress!

Brother, what's the saying here? "

What Li Shengli said made Zhao Mankui understand the key to solving the problem, but he was still a little fuzzy.

"What I don't want to raise is nothing more than being dirty and tired.

What I want to raise is to make more money.

For things to go smoothly, everyone must be gagged.

This is the only way to let those who want to raise pigs and those who don't want to benefit from it.

Set up a mutual aid group in the village, and a farmer who wants to raise will bring a few who don't want to raise.

Those who raise pigs are responsible for the field and effort, and those who don't want to raise pigs are responsible for the feed. When the time comes, both of them will benefit, and this matter can be hidden.

Brother, I will just say it casually, if there is something wrong, don't take it to heart. "

After expressing his thoughts, Li Shengli did not forget to take a vaccination.

It's really inappropriate to do such a thing at this time, but it's still the same sentence, people go to high places.

There is a lot of surplus grain in Wali, so it is natural to enter the breeding industry, which is also a fixed model of the traditional small-scale peasant economy.

To be a factory, Wali should not have the actual conditions. Accumulating raw funds through breeding, although a bit contrary, is still clean.

"Still reading is knowledgeable!
Your brother's method is very good. In this way, the good life of our village will not be far away.

Brother, when the first batch of pigs come out of the slaughter, I will send you half a fan. "

Li Shengli's method is simple and easy to operate. Zhao Mankui, who has a method, can understand it after thinking about it.

While grinning, Zhao Mankui also made a wish for him. If this can happen, Wali would like to thank Li Shengli.

"Brother, this matter must be kept secret.

You have said that the above inspection is strict, if it is missed, it is not a trivial matter. "

Zhao Mankui is much clearer than Li Shengli about how serious the crime of speculation is.

But in order to live a good life, you have to take some risks.

Fortunately, Wali is a traditional village. The three main surnames in the village are Zhao, Zhang, and Wang, and almost all the villagers are relatives.

If it was the village arranged later, Zhao Mankui would not have dared to do this.

"Know, know.

This matter is fatal, my brother knows it well!
But in order to live well, there is no other way. "

Because he had figured out the key point, Zhao Mankui was very happy, and after a few perfunctory responses, he dragged Li Shengli into the main room.

With hope for a good day, he also had a drink, asked the boss to bring the pot of sweet potatoes from last night to burn, and drank a bowl before the food was served.

"You are at this age, and you are still a branch secretary, so you can't keep your focus?
Can you die of hunger if you don't drink a meal? "

Seeing that the second son entered the room and was bored with a bowl of wine, Zhao Sihai, who couldn't drink freely, got angry and opened his mouth to reprimand him.

"Father, something good happened today, and I'm very happy.

Don't ask too much, you can't talk about it.

Victory, you have a bowl too. "

Zhao Mankui didn't tell his father about the fact that there were so many people talking about it, especially the half-grown children who didn't know the severity and wanted to raise pigs secretly.

He just kept drinking, thinking about drawing Li Shengli into the circle.

"Brother, I won't drink with you anymore. I'm young and weak. Let's talk about it in two years."

It is common sense that alcoholism is not conducive to physical development, but Li Shengli still couldn't help taking a sip.

Drinking less will not only relax the tendons and activate the blood, but also experience the feeling of being slightly drunk. In his opinion, having a few drinks is also a wonderful thing.

After hearing their names and seeing their expressions, Zhao Sihai knew that his son had benefited from Li Shengli.

As for the benefits, he doesn't care, as long as the relationship between the two is close, it is the greatest benefit.

Zhao Mankui made two bowls of sweet potatoes for nothing, and the food was served.

Braised fish miscellaneous in sauce with pancakes is a perfect match.

Looking at the oily fish soup with red peppers floating in it, and smelling the rich burnt aroma of pasting pancakes, Li Shengli couldn't help but move his index finger.

Miso is not exclusive to the Northeast. Pickled vegetables and miso are the main dish in the northern winter.

It's just that Zhao's miso is not soy sauce from the Northeast, but corn miso. Although it is slightly astringent, the taste does not decrease at all.

"Shengli, Madam boiled half a can of fish oil for you, take it with you when you leave.

Although fish oil is fishy when fried, steamed pickles are delicious. When you leave, let your uncle scoop up some pickles for you.

When the time comes to steam it at home, you can't eat five big steamed buns for a meal? "

To be able to eat, and to eat well, is the biggest vision now.

When cleaning up the fish offal, Mrs. Jiang didn't waste the fat on the belly of the fish. One hundred catties of fish boiled out less than half a can of fish oil.

Although fried vegetables with fish oil have an earthy smell, steamed pickles are just right. Hearing that Mrs. Jiang doesn't treat herself as an outsider, the smile on Li Shengli's face is even stronger.

Eating the crunchy pancakes and the salty and spicy fish offal, Li Shengli also thought of his family in Forty-Nine City.

Compared with them, I have had a very good life these two days.

Thinking of the Korean lady who was always the last to eat, his heart also felt a little sour.

When I collect the cover on the hillside tomorrow, I have to go home quickly.

(End of this chapter)