Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Sure enough, Luan Feng and Jiang Min were fooled by Wan Feng's words that you were so smart to paint the walls with dung, so they all lay down on the kang to study suit making.

Wan Feng saw that he didn't have anything to do here, and said, "I'm going out for a while, then walked out of Luan Feng's house and went straight to the brick and tile factory.

He has not been to the brick and tile factory for many days. The renovation project of the brick and tile factory should be completed. He came to see what the brick and tile factory looks like after the renovation.

Although it is almost time to get off work, the brick and tile factory is still in full swing, and the cement tile workers who press the concrete are busy, and you can feel the energetic atmosphere far away from Wanfeng.

Zhang Hai stood on the brick kiln with his hands behind his back like Lao Cai, a landlord who supervised the work of long-term workers before liberation, looking down at the workers below, a bit majestic.

Wan Feng thought that he should also go up to the prestige, at least not let Zhang Hai be the only one.

The newly expanded brick kiln is twice the size of the original one. This time it looks a bit like a brick kiln, unlike the original kiln that was a whole house.

I regretted it when I climbed up to the brick kiln Wanfeng. The newly expanded brick kiln has been installed and fired, and the temperature on the top surface is nearly 30 degrees, which is very sour.

Zhang Hai ran up here and stood there, is there a worm in his belly or a disease in his brain?

Wan Feng felt that his head was not sick, so he quickly ran down again.

Zhang Hai laughed loudly on the brick kiln: "Why did you go down again? The custard is so tender! I can't stand it for a while, it's useless!"

You are in vain!

Wan Feng retorted from below: "Uncle Zhang Hai, did you burn your head? Be careful that your job will become sausage roasting. My aunt will find you a helper."

"We have a lot of dicks and we have something to say."

Zhang Hai turned over and jumped off the brick kiln, coming to Wan Feng's side.

"Nephew, how is the expansion of the brick and tile factory this time?"

"Very well, at least it looks like that."

"It's really unexpected that in just a few months, this wasteland has now become the most active place for the Wahou team. What's even more unexpected is that this place carries all the hopes for a better life for the Wahou people."

"A small brick and tile factory has become all your hopes, can you still have something to offer?" Wan Feng curled his lips.

Zhang Hai immediately regained his energy: "Oh! Nephew, what do you mean by your words, do you still have a way to get money? Let's talk about it."

"Is there anyone in our team who has raised fish?"

Zhang Hai was taken aback: "Fish farming? Fish farming, let me think about it. Wang Xiping and his brother used to work in the Shangqiao Salt Farm, and they seem to have raised fish."

"Don't act like, I want accurate information."

"We'll have to wait, I'll ask his son."

Zhang Hai got up and ran into the brick and tile factory, and soon pulled out a man in his thirties.

"Ergouzi's father is Wang Xiping, you can ask him."

The name of this young man is Wang Yuanman, because the second child is in the back and his peers or elders call him Ergouzi.

Zhang Hai can call him Ergouzi Wanfeng but not Wanfeng, he is not of the same generation.

"Second Uncle, Uncle Zhang Hai said that Third Grandpa raised fish in the salt field when he was young?" While talking, he took out a box of unsealed labor cigarettes from his pocket, and took out one of them and sprinkled one.

While lighting a cigarette, Wang Yuanman said: "When I was young, it was the first three or four years. This is not the old man who came back when the salt field turned yellow the year before last. Fish farming is the thing before I came back. He and my second uncle They are all in the saltworks, and they have indeed raised fish.”

Wan Feng became interested: "Didn't I hear the old man say what kind of fish they raise?"

"It's the messy fish in our river, like grass carp and crucian carp, there are also silver carp and carp guaizi, and there are natural miscellaneous fish in it, like white piaozi, willow root, fat head and sand snort, which have been raised for several times. The year is for the workers of the saltworks to share during the New Year and festivals."

"He said he didn't say where the fry came from?"

Miscellaneous fish are wild, but silver carp and carp need fry.

"Aquaculture company, what do aquatic companies do if they don't sell fry? I don't know much about this, you can ask my old man or my second university."

Aquaculture companies do a lot of things,

It does not sell fry exclusively.

Wan Feng nodded: "It seems that I should have a good chat with your old man when I have time."

Wang Yuanman went back to work.

Wan Feng and Zhang Hai squatted by the wall of the brick and tile factory office, and Wan Feng drew on the ground with a small stick.

"Nephew, why are you raising fish?"

"Of course it's fish farming. I don't ask about growing rice."

Zhang Hai began to think, and at the same time said to himself: "Fish farming? You mean using duck bends?"

"You can do it elsewhere."

"Duck Bend is a good place, but it's a bit larger and the area of ​​nearly 30 mu is a bit difficult to manage."

Has such a large area? This Wan Feng was really unprepared. He didn't look carefully at the beginning and thought it was only more than ten acres.

"It's not a problem if it's too big. We can build one or two dams in the middle of the pond to leave a gate and separate it."

Zhang Hai patted his thigh: "That's right! It's easy to manage this way. Now that you've thought about this, nephew, you probably have some plans in mind. Tell me about it."

"If you want to raise fish in the duck bend, you must first clear the silt. The silt at the bottom of the pond is not sure how thick it is. A dam was built to separate the pond, and the dam had to be raised on all sides with stone slopes to prevent the Yina River from flooding in. On the side facing the Yina River, a dam with a minimum height of three meters should be built to block the water, and gates should be kept. "

About five or six years later, many shrimp rings were built along the coast of Heijiao. Wan Feng had just returned from Longjiang at that time, and he was driving a tractor to deliver stones to the shrimp rings. He still had a deep understanding of the structure of the shrimp rings. of.

This is how shrimp rings are played.

Zhang Hai took a deep breath: "This project seems to be huge? How can we have so many people to do it? Our brick and tile factory can't stop working in winter."

This is also a problem, Wan Feng thought for a while.

"At that time, let's see if we can hire other production teams to do it. I think the work in the production team in winter is the work of foreign workers. As long as we get the money, I think there is someone who is willing to do it. I can ask the brigade to come forward. …Wait! If we can let the brigade send volunteers to do it, what do you think it will be like?”

"The entire brigade is concentrated in the duck bend. If there are more people and more strength, then it will be easy."

"Let's give some gifts to the cadres of the brigade. I think it is feasible. We have done a big thing at a small price, hehehe."

Zhang Hai looked at Wan Feng like a monster: "What's in your stomach? It's a pity to be an official."

Be an official? Don't think that anyone can be an official.

Being an official has to carry an official seal in his life. Wan Feng counted his fate several times in his last life, and he didn't have any seal in his life. He had nothing to do with being an official in his previous life, and he won't have any connection in this life.