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  Chapter 45 If you want to be rich, raise more pigs

   "Qing Shan, you are here!"

  The uncle boss who was hiding in the bank saw Liu Qingshan coming in, and rushed up immediately, stuffing the passbook in his hand, as if it was a piece of hot potato.

  A passbook worth 10,000 yuan is really scary. Boss Che squatted in the bank all morning, but he didn't dare to go out.

   "Uncle Boss, the procedures are all over."

  Liu Qingshan flipped through the passbook, saw the uncle boss relieved, and quickly comforted him, it seems that he can only keep the passbook by himself first.

   I found a small restaurant, and while eating steamed buns, the boss uncle kept muttering: "Qingshan, I owe 10,000 yuan, when can I pay it back?"

  For most farmers today, 10,000 yuan is like a big mountain.

Liu Qingshan didn't feel much: "Uncle Boss, look, the county magistrate came forward to help us, and the interest on the loan is very low. Even if we don't spend the money, if we save it in the bank, the interest on the deposit is higher than the interest on the loan. We can earn hundreds of dollars every year."

  What, can you still do this?

  Boss Che's eyes lit up, and he waved his hands again: "No, no, this is a fraud, Qingshan, we must never do this!"

   "Of course we can't do this. We still have a lot of money to use."

  Liu Qingshan took a sip of the egg soup and continued: "Uncle Boss, I'm going to stay in the county for a few days to help the school record English tapes. You go back to the village first and bring back the things I bought."

  After thinking for a while, he urged: "By the way, call Er Biaozi over. He needs to go to Hei Province to learn rice planting. In the coming year, let's change more paddy fields."

  As soon as he talked about farming, Che Boss immediately cheered up: "In the past two years, there have been either droughts or floods. Rice is better, and the drought and floods will guarantee the harvest."

   After finishing speaking, he looked up at the drizzle outside the window: "It's not sunny this day, the wheat is ripe, I can't close my eyes, it's too sad."

  Liu Qingshan also looked outside silently, under the eaves, the sound of raindrops was particularly ear-piercing.

  The next day at noon, Er Biaozi found Liu Qingshan, and the two brothers worked together for a while, and at night, Er Biaozi boarded the green train alone with great ambition.

  Half a child, he must go out and make a living and get to know the world.

  Liu Qingshan stayed in the principal's office of No. 1 Middle School for another two days, and was released by the bearded principal until he finished recording the words and text.

   Riding a bicycle on the way home, luckily it didn’t rain, the sky was gloomy, and the air humidity was extremely high.

  When he arrived at Qingshan Commune, he first went to the post office to see if there were any letters from his family. After all, the eldest brother-in-law had a lot of letters.

   In such weather, it is obviously impossible for the postman to run into the village.

   Not to mention, there are really three letters, two are from Gao Wenxue, and one is written to him, and I don't know who it is.

  Look at the address, it says Chuncheng, probably it was sent by Brother Fei and the others, let's check it when we get home.

  Out of the post office, when passing the gate of the commune, Liu Qingshan saw several people wearing high-waisted rain boots and about to walk to the yard.

   "Secretary Sun, are you going down to check the disaster situation?"

  Liu Qingshan waved his hand to say hello, because the leader was Sun Hongtao, secretary of the commune.

  I haven't seen him for a few days, it seems that the hair on his head has turned white all of a sudden, especially the lips are full of blisters.

  It seems that this fire is not light.

   "Yo, it's Qingshan, I happened to meet you, I'll take the supporting teacher from your village back later."

  Secretary Sun's voice was hoarse when he spoke. It was rainy and rainy, but it was not clear when it rained, and several brigades were affected.

   Seeing that the wheat is about to germinate on the stalk, do you think he can not get angry?

   "Supporting teacher, from our village?"

  This is a good thing! Liu Qingshan was overjoyed, if Jiapigou set up a teaching point, then the children in the lower grades could go to school in this village.

  When I grow up a few years old, I will move to the commune primary school. At that time, I will be a little older. It will be no problem to walk more than ten miles.

   Seeing Secretary Sun nod his head, and the water drops from his hair also flung out, Liu Qingshan felt a surge of respect in his heart:

  What a good cadre!

   "Secretary Sun, don't get angry, since the disaster has hit us, let's think of other ways."

   Liu Qingshan comforted him.

   "What's the matter, the country will definitely not accept the sprouts of wheat, we can't even finish the mission food."

  Secretary Sun was very angry, and the more he talked, the more excited he became: "If the task can't be completed, it's a big deal. I, the secretary of the commune, will be criticized. But, for the losses of thousands of families and ordinary people, who can I turn to? Tell me, who can I turn to?"

  His eyes were already red from boils, but this time even the eye circles turned red. A man in his forties, with tears in his eyes, looked really sad.

  Under grief and anger, Secretary Sun raised his hand and pointed at the dark clouds in the sky, and shouted: "You blind god, you should open your eyes, why don't you open the sky!"

  Huh, huh, huh, raindrops fell with his roar, Secretary Sun looked up at the sky, he didn't know whether it was rain or tears, one by one, down his cheeks.

  The surrounding commune cadres also looked solemn,

   After a long time, Secretary Sun wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and nodded apologetically at Liu Qingshan: "Qingshan, I didn't get angry with you just now, don't take it personally."

  Of course Liu Qingshan understood, but he respected Secretary Sun even more.

  He knew that Secretary Sun was overwhelmed, and it would be better to let it out like this.

  If you keep holding it in your heart, you will definitely get sick.

  After a little organizing the language in his mind, Liu Qingshan suddenly said: "Secretary Sun, actually, there is no way out."

   Before he could finish speaking, Secretary Sun's two big rough hands grabbed his shoulders: "What can you do, tell me quickly!"

  It's like a person who fell into the water, grabbing the last straw.

Secretary Sun suddenly remembered something, and patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder vigorously with his palm: "I almost forgot, when I went to the county to hold a disaster relief meeting yesterday, Secretary Gao even told me about you, saying that you are a member of the good fortune !"

  Fu Jiang, the kind of Cheng Yaojin?

   Liu Qingshan sweated in his heart: "Secretary Sun, although humans cannot eat germinated wheat, can chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs be eaten?"

  Paused, seeing that Secretary Sun and the surrounding commune cadres were listening carefully, he continued:

   "We can crush the germinated wheat, add some bean cakes, even if the corn pulp is crushed, it can be mixed into it, and made into a unified feed, and then engage in scientific breeding, and finally calculate the general account. It should not lose much."

  Well, it sounds like it makes sense.

  Secretary Sun grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm: "Go, come to my office and talk about it in detail!"

  His eyes finally became radiant, and his whole body became energetic all of a sudden. Without any explanation, he dragged Liu Qingshan away.

  The several cadres who followed closely behind were also thinking excitedly.

  Sitting in the office, drinking two sips of hot water from a big enamel jar, Liu Qingshan started talking:

   "Secretary Sun, anyway, our Jiapigou has already prepared, raising laying hens and fattening pigs, and the wheat in our village can be digested by myself."

   "What kind of pig is a fattening pig?"

  A commune cadre is a little confused. Now the pigs are raised in free-range, and some brigades still retain the establishment of swineherds.

  Every morning, the swineherd walks from one end of the village to the other with a big whip, yelling, "Send the pig..."

  Then, all the pigs, large and small, were scattered from each household, gathered into a large army of dozens or hundreds of heads, left the village in a mighty way, and wandered on the meadow all morning.

  At noon, when the swineherd drove him back again, he still yelled, "The pig is back..."

   Pigs recognize the house, and run home by themselves when they reach the door, thinking about eating.

  Finally, only the swineherd brother was left, and he also went home with a big whip on his shoulder.

  In the afternoon, this process will be repeated again. With this free-range method, the meat quality of the pork will become more delicious due to daily exercise.

  Generally, when the weather is cold, the pigs will not be released, and more dry ingredients will be added to the pig food, so that they can be fattened up quickly. Whether it is killing or selling, the fatter the pigs, the better.

  Because the pig collection station will rank the pigs according to their weight and fatness, usually from the first to the third grades, and those that are too thin will be assigned to the lower grades.

  The higher the level, the higher the price.

  Liu Qingshan briefly talked about the pig raising model in the future, basically eating dry food, drinking cold water, eating and sleeping, and eating after sleeping.

   Everyone clicked their tongues: If you raise them like this, it’s no wonder they don’t grow fat!

  However, some people also raised questions: "In this way, the pigs can't eat wild food, and they eat feed every day. How much does it cost?"

  Yes, everyone suddenly realized, and looked at Liu Qingshan in unison.

   "That's why we need to raise pigs scientifically."

  Liu Qingshan scratched his fingers and gave them a simple calculation: "Actually, the truth is quite simple. It's the same as eating for us. You can't eat too much, can you?"

   "Besides, after the pigs have finished eating, they lie down and do not exercise. The consumption is not large, and the feed utilization rate is high, so there is only meat left."

  Secretary Sun also laughed out loud: "That's right, that's the reason for eating fat and running thin."

   This said, it was noon, and the sorghum rice was eaten in the commune cafeteria for lunch.

  Secretary Sun finally got his appetite, soaked a large spoonful of eggplant soup on top of the rice, and scraped it into his mouth vigorously.

   After taking two bites, he looked up, only to see Liu Qingshan staring at him, as if trying to laugh.

  He thought he had rice grains on his face, so he wiped it with the back of his hand, no.

  So Secretary Sun gave Liu Qingshan a glance and said, "What are you laughing at, kid?"

   "It's nothing, it's nothing, I just remembered what we talked about just now."

  Liu Qingshan waved his hands again and again, and hurried to eat with his head down.

  Secretary Sun blinked a few times: "What did you say just now? It seems to be about raising pigs. Well, you brat, you said I am a pig, right?"

  Haha, there was a burst of laughter in the cafeteria.

  Of course Liu Qingshan did it on purpose, he wanted to tease Secretary Sun, such a good cadre, don't be bored.

  Smile to your heart's content, so as to release the negative emotions in your heart.

  When Secretary Sun put down his job, after so many days, his face, which had always been consistent with the sky, finally showed a little smile.

   "I will go to the county to report this afternoon, Qingshan, you are really a lucky general, if this matter is done, I will give you a big credit!"

   All right, let’s be lucky, it’s a good thing to be blessed after all.

  Seeing that Secretary Sun was about to leave, Liu Qingshan quickly stood up and asked, "Where is our support teacher in Jiapigou, where can I find him?"

  At this time, a crisp voice came from a table in the corner of the cafeteria.

   "Don't look for it, I'm right here."

  (end of this chapter)