The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 49 Cooperatives
"Brother Shengli, right? What a talent!
This is Lord Liu, right?Famous teachers produce outstanding apprentices!
Don't stand still, go into the house and wash your hands, there is no tea at home, so I boiled some polygonatum water, drink a bowl first to relieve fatigue. "

After yelling at Zhao Mankui and his son, the round-faced woman turned around and greeted Li Shengli and Master Liu with a smile.

The closeness in the words was very clear. After the tiger roared, both Li Shengli and Master Liu were frightened.

Putting down the medicine box and backpack, he obediently followed the woman into the house to wash his hands, each carrying a bowl, and returned to the yard.

"Second Zhao, are you blind?

Let your uncle stand and drink water in the yard? "

After another tiger roar, Zhao Youfa, the second son of the Zhao family, rushed out of the main room dragging two benches.

Without any hesitation, they placed Li Shengli and Master Liu respectively.

"Sister-in-law, you are all from your own family, so don't be polite.

Master Liu and I still live at home, it's too polite, won't we be a mess to the family? "

I thought my mother Han Jinhua was strong enough, but compared with Zhao's sister-in-law, the old sister-in-law at home is not an order of magnitude at all.

"Feng Lan, please take it easy. Man Kui is the branch secretary after all, so you have to show some face, right?"

With Li Shengli's foreshadowing, Hai Ye said a word, but there was no arrogance of Zhi Shu's father in his words.

"Father, I'm still the women's director of the village!

Your son!
Some time ago, I was out of tune and urged the villagers to raise pigs.

Pigs are so easy to raise. After this job is done, he must not be locked up in a pigsty?

I'm old and old, why don't I keep track of it?
I think you are destined to be poor!
How many days have passed since the good days?

Just thinking about jumping around.

Those who work in the villages and districts are not blind or lazy.

I am worried that there is no ladder to climb up, what the hell, do you want your son to be someone else's ladder?

You see how stable our Shengli brothers are in doing things, and they got two carts of cotton without making a sound.

Everyone in the village is trying to change the quilt.

How many sons can a pig raising family have left? "

Compared with Haoheng, Master Hai's family can't keep up with his daughter-in-law Ma Fenglan.

Hai Ye only said weakly, Ma Fenglan's side was full of scolding again.

Li Shengli, who was drinking water from his rice bowl, also knew the way. Ma Fenglan was holding back her fire, because raising pigs was risky, a fatal risk.

Zhao Mankui, who had been scolded twice in a row, was not annoyed. He first went back to the house and brought a bowl of Yuzhu water, and then he opened his mouth to his wife after drinking it.

"Didn't you just talk about raising pigs with Brother Shengli? My brother said that the pigs are too big and disobedient, so we don't raise them anymore.

This time we raise soil turtles, this is a big deal! "

Hearing that Zhao Mankui was going to raise soil turtles again, Ma Fenglan raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth.

"Zhao Mankui, I think you are a bitch.

There are a lot of those shitty things in broken houses, so why raise them?
Can the wood turtle eat or drink? "

Ma Fenglan is naturally wary of the new and the unknown.

Both husband and wife are village officials, so they must be cautious in every word and deed, and sit firmly on their buttocks. Old Zhao's family can only speak hard in Wali Village.

Today's signs are not right, and we need to be more cautious in our words and deeds.

"Ma Fenglan, this is a serious matter, don't curse, there is no one to tell the truth, Victory is with Master Liu.

When I first entered the door, I said that the medicinal material company accepts soil turtles, three yuan and fifty one catty! "

This time Master Hai and Ma Fenglan both heard clearly, and Master Liu, who was drinking water beside the old god, also slipped out of his mouth.

"You said it's a crazy thing that the children catch to feed the chickens, and the medicinal material company charges three yuan and five pounds?

Is it because the person who collects the herbs is sick, or does the wood turtle live forever after eating it? "

Ma Fenglan's doubts were not without reason. Three yuan and five catties were almost a bottle of eight famous wines.

Maotai lowered the price to only four yuan and seven cents, plus the wine ticket.

Pork is seven or eight cents a catty, rice and white noodles are about two cents, and eggs are a little more expensive, and they are only a little over a piece.

One catty of soil turtle is equal to three catties of eggs, five catties of meat, and nearly twenty catties of fine grains in the grain book. Anyone will be shocked.

"It's three yuan and five kilograms of dry goods. Lao Wang from the medicinal material company said that the dry goods are about five hundred to one thousand pieces per kilogram.

The live is cheap, nine cents a catty, and the size of the live varies from fifty to three hundred. "

Zhao Mankui's addition, as if he didn't say anything, in Ma Fenglan's view, nine cents alive is a sky-high price.

After the adobe walls in the village were knocked down in summer, the ground was covered with soil turtles, and even a little scratching would cost two or three catties a day.

In the village, the work points are said to be [-] cents a work point, but in reality, it is only three to five cents in Wali.

When the times are bad, one person does not even have a dime a day. Of course, this cannot be counted as the grain distribution after autumn.

In fact, one labor is only two or three cents, calculated according to thirty cents, and taking one of them is one hundred soil turtles.

What a day's work, it's better to bow your head and pick up a hundred soil turtles, Ma Fenglan's heart is instantly unbalanced.

"Zhao Mankui, you just said that this thing can be raised?
How much can a family support?
How to raise it?
Does it take up space?
Is this thing called? "

Ma Fenglan asked a series of questions, but Zhao Mankui couldn't answer any of them, so he could only look at Li Shengli who was on the side.

Li Shengli was about to speak, but was poked quietly with the toe of Master Liu beside him.

The answer Ma Fenglan wanted turned into Master Liu's ridicule of Zhao Mankui.

"How about it, Xiao Zhao, does my young master speak well?
When you go to the medicinal material company to ask the price, it will be late autumn and early winter next year.

According to medical books, tuyuan is caught in summer and dried after boiling water.

When you ask about the price, it will have to wait until the next year. "

Master Liu interjected and taunted Zhao Mankui, who was a little confused. After smiling politely, he didn't answer.

Li Shengli, who knew Master Liu's mind, didn't want him to talk too much. He only knew about Tu Yuan's farming techniques, and he still had a little understanding of the subtleties.

If the complete technology cannot be provided, Zhao Mankui needs to lead someone to explore it, which increases time and labor costs.

Now is not the era when one can make money with just one idea, and his relationship with the Zhao family is not normal.

If you come up with an idea, you have to occupy technology stocks, and it's not very good-looking to eat.

He has many ways to make money, not bad for a small business like raising soil turtles.

"Sister-in-law, wood turtles can be bred artificially.

At this time, it is impossible to raise more. If you build a cellar and raise less, it should not be a big problem.

Wood turtles are lazy insects, as long as the temperature is right, the eggs laid before winter can reproduce. "

Li Shengli's explanation made Master Liu look at him more, but Ma Fenglan pouted after listening to the explanation.

"This thing is so precious, how can we keep it less?

Now the family is only allowed to raise two or three chickens, and it is said that they are the feed for the chickens. Can you raise more?

If you use a cellar, you have to dig the sweet potato cellar, which is hard to explain.

Zhao Mankui!
When you came up with the bad idea of ​​raising pigs, you told people to dig a cellar to hide the pigs, what excuse did you want to give to the higher-ups? "

Ma Fenglan's reason for raising soil turtles is not at all far-fetched. Li Shengli admires this sister-in-law very much.

As for digging the cellar, Li Shengli had no good excuse and could only stare at Zhao Mankui like Ma Fenglan.

"Hi……

I am a demobilized soldier, am I also a militia company commander?
In August, the above said that attention should be paid to war and famine, and it also gave preparations for war and famine.

I'm thinking about preparing for the war. I always have to dig artillery holes and air-raid shelters, right?
We took the initiative to bring it up, isn't it still proactive? "

Zhao Mankui's reason for digging a hole is very strong, which reminds Li Shengli of digging and digging for all people. This idea is not only powerful, but also very suitable for the current situation.

"As expected of someone who has fought in war, this brain is really good.

Victory, how do you think this cellar should be dug?
Let's make a deal, let you Man Kui go to the village to make a report.

At that time, a soil turtle was born in the cellar, and no one said anything.

Our villagers caught it, so we should protect the air-raid shelter! "

In terms of good brains, Li Shengli felt that Ma Fenglan was better than Zhao Mankui, and this closed loop was planned by her, which was really seamless.

No one can say anything about digging holes for war, getting worms in holes, catching worms for money, and protecting the three defenses.

"Sister-in-law's brain is really good!
Let me tell you, do you think this will work?
A few days ago, didn't my brother want to partner with some people in the village to raise pigs?
Designate these people as activists and let them volunteer to dig air-raid shelters in the village.

The air-raid shelter, my brother has to go to the village to file for the record. How to dig it, the village has to issue the blueprint.

The air-raid shelter is different from the cellar, and the supply of materials has to be found in the village.

In this way, we not only save volunteers, but also make the cellar the best.

Isn't there still a reserve?

To store food in the air-raid shelter, large urns are needed, such as unglazed pottery urns.

If you can get a pottery pot, it's better to be bigger.

We have no money to buy these things, and nowhere to buy them.

Find the township and district to solve it together.

In this way, we have a cellar, and the village and district have a benchmark for preparing for war and famine. Why not do it for the benefit of both?

Also, since we want to be a benchmark, we need to find a few characteristic families in the village.

Members of the military, demobilized soldiers, and three generations of poor peasants participated, and the air-raid shelters had to be dug according to the highest requirements.

As a benchmark, someone will come to check it, and people in the village and district like this tune. "

After Li Shengli circled around, there were only a few people panting in the Zhao family compound, of course, the noise made by chickens and ducks in the dry toilet was not counted.

After listening to Li Shengli, Master Liu drank the polygonatum water in the bowl and twisted his goatee. The more Li Shengli looked at him, the more he looked like the successor of the Liu family.

Master Hai happily leaned against the wall, looking like a second- and third-line worker, obviously relieved.

On Zhao Mankui's side, he also looked pale. With the help of his brother Li Shengli, his position as the village party secretary became more and more secure.

As for Ma Fenglan who asked the question, she blinked her almond eyes on her round face and kept turning her head, most likely trying to verify Li Shengli's statement.

"Second Zhao, call your elder brother and younger brother, go to Lingshang to look at the sets, put on a rabbit slip and let the third bring it home, and cook a pot of rabbits for lunch.

If you have time, go to the bubble and catch a few big fish.

Victory, Mr. Liu, it is inconvenient to talk in the courtyard, let's talk in the room.

Dad, move your legs more, slow down your blood pulse, and get better soon. "

Ma Fenglan, the shrew of the Zhao family, gave an order, and Zhao's second child rushed out of the yard with his third child.

Zhao Sihai also went out to watch with a stick, while Li Shengli, Master Liu, and Zhao Mankui entered the room and sat down around the square table.

"Zhao Mankui, the main position is handed over to Brother Shengli, and he didn't wink at all.

Try whether the Polygonatum Polygonatum water is still hot. If it is not hot, bring it and I will boil it again.

Brother Shengli, you are capable, my sister-in-law has something to ask you.

Our business can make money, but can we do it in the future? "

Ma Fenglan doesn't think about breeding soil softshell turtles, even if they can't keep them alive, they can go out to catch them.

If there are more than three hundred people, they will be Jiumao. They will not be idle from morning to night, and they will go around ten miles and eight villages without worrying about not being able to catch them.

It's just that doing business is speculative. The herbs on the mountain are medicinal materials and dead things. Although the soil turtle is also a medicinal material, it is still a living thing.

She doesn't know if she can't raise more live pigs, or if she can sell more live wood turtles.

Ma Fenglan, who didn't want to understand this aspect, needed brother Li Shengli to explain her confusion.

(End of this chapter)