"Yes, it is indeed a waste of money. The cost of raising eight Arabian horses is the same as that of raising thirty Mongolian horses. Mongolian horses crawl on ice and lie in the snow, but Arabian horses live in stables with colored steel tiles, have horse clothes in winter, have indoor playgrounds, and eat much better."

Li Erlu said with a distressed look, "This thing is just for riding, it doesn't have enough power to pull a cart. I'll go take a look the day after tomorrow. You have to figure out how to make a profit, otherwise you'll lose a lot."

Liu Xialian had lunch at the cart shop. The big pot of cabbage, tofu, vermicelli, and big fat meat tasted pretty good. The staple food was corn steamed bread, which is the most common in the area. Rice is also grown in Lijiatun, but the amount is not large. The whole village only has about 3,000 mu of paddy fields, which is far less than the 8,000 mu of Zhaojia Village in Zhao Daxi.

The drivers of the big cart company are contractors. They bring their own horses and carts to transport goods for Liu Xialian, and are paid by the trip. This is a crowd-sourcing. The turnover of personnel is relatively high. Some drivers come here when they are not busy this month, and go back to the village to work when they are busy next month.

When Liu Xia Lian returned to the village, she happened to meet Liu Fuhong who was returning from delivering goods.

Liu Fuhong was very happy to see Liu Xia Lian, and his face was beaming with joy.

"Sister, you don't know, I've made a fortune in the past two days."

"I got rich. How did you get rich?"

"You guys have been out of town these days, right? There were wolves in the village again. The wild wolves were so bold as to attack the villagers who were growing vegetables. I was patrolling with a shotgun to protect the goose farm. I heard the call for help and went over. I saw three wolves trying to eat an old man. I fired my gun and knocked down two of them. The other one ran away. I sold the two wolves for 140 yuan. To thank me, the old man gave me 20 eggs."

"Haha, that's great. You know how good our Northeast is. We have abundant resources and many wild animals."

"But the pressure has been high these days. Several of our farms are now organizing patrols every night. Wolves and black bears tease the livestock on the farms, so we have to patrol and inspect them every night."

"Okay, don't worry too much. The village should organize a large-scale crackdown in the next few days to strike hard at the beasts that dare to invade the village. We have strong hands."

Liu Xialian alone had seven hunting rifles, not to mention the manpower, Daya, Erya, Li Daniu, Liu Fuhong, all of them were tough guys. Even Li Xiaofei had gradually matured, and although he was young, he was a very accurate shooter.

Liu Fuhong went back to the goose farm. Liu Xia Lian wandered around the vegetable greenhouse for a while and then went straight home.

No matter how old you are, you have to go home to find your mother.

Unfortunately, mother is not at home.

Liu Xia Lian asked Sister Guilan in the old house, who was Xu Shiba's wife.

"Sister-in-law Guilan, have you seen my mother?"

"She was just talking about you at home, saying that she had written a letter to the third and fourth children and asked you to send it. At this time, the wild boar farm is feeding dinner, so she should have gone there."

"It's mom's fault. They haven't even sat down at school yet, but they've received letters from home." Liu Xia Lian took a look around the old farm. It used to be very lively here, but now it has been divided up and only dozens of donkeys and more than 20 iron-hoofed horses are left.

Mules and horses are the mainstream means of pulling carts and plowing land in this era, and there will be no problem continuing for another 20 years. The breeding industry is a slow and meticulous job, so there is no need to rush. There are profits, but they are not high.

"Sister Guilan has done a great job raising these donkeys and mules. They are growing really well."

Guilan was very happy: "Of course, I do this every day. If I don't raise them well, how can I succeed? But compared to mules and horses, flying dragon birds reproduce faster, multiplying by multiples. If you add the ones that are sold, the reproduction will be even faster."

"Oh, by the way, Sister Guilan. I have an important task for you to do. We are going to gradually develop breeders. It's still the same old rules. We will focus on the three nearby villages. We will mainly promote flying dragon birds. We will provide breeding methods, breeding birds, and recycle the bred and ready birds."

Guilan breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me. I thought it was something important. It turns out that you are looking for a breeder for the flying dragon bird. No problem. The flying dragon bird is actually a kind of pheasant. It is very easy to raise and the breeding cost is low."

"Okay, you should research how to promote it. Should we sell the chicks after hatching, or sell breeding birds?"

Guilan smiled and said, "As long as the purchase price is right and the people can make a profit, there will be no problem with the supply. There are flying dragon birds everywhere in the mountains. So you only need to do one thing well, that is to find customers and sell the flying dragon birds at a good price. As for breeding, it will take a few years to raise it like a native chicken. Every household will raise it because it is not a rare thing."

"Okay, then I'll be relieved."

Guilan was quite gossipy and asked, "Sister Xia Lian, um, are you planning to get married?"

"Hey, how did you know that?"

"That's easy. You're a very independent person. You usually don't visit mom when you come back. But this time you came back to visit mom. I guess you want to discuss marriage."

Liu Xia Lian gave a thumbs up and said, "Sister-in-law Guilan is really a female Zhuge Liang, and she is very observant. It seems that it is a very correct decision to let you be the supervisor of all the farms. If you work hard, you will earn hundreds of millions a year in the future."

Guilan laughed out loud: "Is it possible? Now I make several thousand dollars a year and I can wake up laughing in my sleep."

"Maybe. What's impossible? A year ago, could you imagine driving a donkey cart out and not knowing which animal to choose?"

"Really? With so many animals, I never know which one to use every time I go out to drive the cart. I even learned how to ride a horse. I heard you're going to get a cart for my old Xu?"

"Yes, I have one. I manage five or six restaurants in the provincial capital, so it's convenient to do business with one. First, it's convenient. Second, it can deter villains. As the saying goes, words can suppress a gentleman, and clothes can suppress a villain."

When Liu Xialian arrived at the wild boar farm, her mother was feeding the pigs. Breeding pigs and sows with babies lived in separate rooms, while fattening pigs and reserve pigs were gathered together.

There is not much work to do at the wild boar farm, and with only three workers, there is actually no need for my mother to come and do the work.

My mother likes to see the pigs' good appetite when they eat, so they are still fed outdoors in this season. They are fed three meals a day, but breakfast and lunch are all vegetables and pumpkin. Only at dinner do they get proper food, which is a combination of corn, bean cakes, bran, shell powder, salt, etc. At this time, they are still fed raw food, which is sprayed with well water and poured into the feed trough, and the wild boars rush over to grab it.

It tastes very exaggerated when eaten, with a crunchy sound, and you eat it in big mouthfuls.

These pigs are really blessed. Every day the leftover vegetable leaves from the vegetable purchasing station are brought here, especially the leafy vegetables like cabbage. The outer layer of leaves must be broken off, and as long as they are not rotten, they can be fed to the pigs.

The small corn ears that grew on the corn stalks last time have not grown yet, with only a dozen or so grains sparsely on them. These can also be fed to pigs.

When my mother saw Xia Lian coming over, she was a little surprised and asked, "Did you tell the village chief that you wanted to donate 80,000 yuan? You must have gotten this money from the wind."

"A few days ago, Mr. Chen from Malaysia was so happy that he gave me 100,000 yuan because his long-standing illness was cured here. 20,000 yuan of it was given to Wanshan Town, which is under the charge of my second uncle. After all, my uncle also received me at that time. I originally intended to donate the remaining 80,000 yuan to the county, but the county confiscated it and let me use it freely. I thought I couldn't take so much money, so I decided to donate it all. It wasn't my money anyway, so I just borrowed it to offer to the Buddha."

"Well, okay, I wonder why you are so generous. But 80,000 yuan is a lot. I wonder what the village will use it for."

"A few days ago, the village chief said he wanted to discuss with the other two villages. I guess they would either build water conservancy projects or roads. The possibility of building roads is higher, after all, the river was just built a few years ago. For building asphalt roads, the village can only help, and the money still has to be paid to the county."

My mother asked again, "When Zhao Hua came the day before yesterday, he asked me if it was okay for you to get married in November. He said we should ask a matchmaker to set the date, and you young people just need to discuss it and that's all."

"It's better not to skip the formalities. My dad is from Shandong and he takes these etiquettes very seriously. You should discuss it with him in advance so that it will be easier for them to set a date when they come."

The old lady nodded and said, "I'm not worried about anything else. I'm just worried about how you're going to live after you get married. You can't lose all these properties in Lijiatun. Where are you going to settle down?"

"Seven out of ten things in life are not satisfactory. Take you and my dad for example. When he was young, my dad was in the army, and you two were together for only a little over a month a year. Later, my dad worked in the forest farm, and you were in the village, and you only came back a few days a month. Not to mention now, you are still apart more than you are together. There is no such thing as perfection in life."

"You silly girl, you are only in your twenties, but you are saying things that people in their sixties or seventies should say. Don't say that again. Thinking too much will make you old. Just live your life as it should be. Don't think too much. Just take one step at a time."

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