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In an inconspicuous small town on the southeast coast, there lived an inconspicuous mother and son. The mother was a young woman who was just 22 this year. Her son was already five years old. His nickname was Dongdong. They also raised a little soil Dog, and named it Ding Ding.

"Dongdong, come out to eat." At noon, the woman bought a handful of vegetables from the roadside after get off work, hurried home, turned on the rice cooker and cooked a pot of rice, steamed an egg on top of the rice, and fried another dish Qingcai, calling her son to eat.

"Dong dong, why don't you come out?" The woman yelled again while washing the pot.

"...Mom, I just fell asleep." The thin little boy came out of the room with sleepy eyes.

"Where's Ding Ding?" The woman wiped her hands on the apron after cleaning the pot, opened the rice cooker and endured the heat, brought out the steamed eggs, made another small bowl of rice, and put them together at her son's table.

"It's asleep too," said the boy, yawning.

"Wow!" At this time, another puppy came out of the room, barked, and then sat down in front of its own food bowl under the table and yawned.

"Eat quickly." The woman pushed the plate of fried vegetables at noon towards her son, and took out a small plate of ribs from the cabinet, put a few pieces in her own bowl, and mixed the rest with rice and soup. Pour it into the puppy's bowl under the table.

"I want to eat ribs too." The boy pouted unhappily.

"Yesterday's rice, you'll get a stomachache after eating it. Eat obediently, and mom will make it for you tonight." The woman took a big mouthful of rice, barely taking the time to coax her son.

"I don't want ribs anymore, but meatloaf." The boy said willfully.

"Well, I'll make you meatloaf tonight."

"..."

The young woman had finished her meal, and her son had just eaten halfway through. She walked into the room to have a look, then turned to the kitchen to make sure the gas tank had been tightened, and then locked the kitchen door worryingly. After going to work, she told his son to stay at home well, and she came back to make meatloaf for him after work in the evening, and she didn't forget to lock the door when she left.

"Ding Ding, do you want some vegetables?" the boy asked his playmate seriously.

"Wow!" The puppy wagged its tail happily, and the boy picked up a vegetable leaf and put it in its food bowl.

Twenty minutes later, the boy finished his meal, poured the leftover vegetable soup into the trash can, stacked the two small bowls and plates he had used, wiped his mouth with a piece of napkin, and used it again. The napkin that wiped his mouth wiped the table, threw the napkin into the trash can, and left the dining table.

"Let's watch TV." The boy went to turn on the TV, and the puppy sat on the sofa and waited.

They watched TV together for a while, and the boy looked at the wall clock on the wall, then ran to get out an iron box from under the TV cabinet, opened the lid, and he could see the burnt buttery mooncakes in the box.

"One, two, three, four, five, six." After the boy counted, he counted with his fingers: "Eat two a day, and there are three more days..."

"Wow! Wow! " The puppy wagged its tail quickly, pushing its head into the iron box.

"Shall we eat corn flavor today?"

"Wang!"

"Half for one person, it will be gone after eating, don't play tricks."

"Wow! Woo..."

"Another night with mom."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Okay, how about eating another half?" The boy finally couldn't hold on anymore, he took out another moon cake from the box, carefully broke off half of it, and put the other half back into the iron box.

When sharing this small piece of mooncake with the puppy, the boy felt a little guilty, although his mother said that he would give them two mooncakes a day.With the moon cake in his mouth, the boy thought to himself, when he grows up, he will make a lot of delicious moon cakes so that his mother and Ding Ding can eat several of them every day.

Tongcheng, Buffalo Town, Dawan Village.

A few days after Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin went to Sangao to deliver goods, when Luo Hanrong returned to the village that night, he sat in their yard again.

"The business is doing very well, making a lot of money, right?" Luo Meng asked him with a smile.

"Hey, it would be great if that's the case." Luo Hanrong waved his hand, pulled up a stool by himself, and started chatting as soon as he sat in Luo Meng's house.Recently, the temperature has dropped a little, and the night is cool, so people don’t sit in the yard very much. They usually stay in the house with orange incandescent bulbs lit. The family sits together and watches TV. Occasionally, one or two people from the village come over People sit together and chat, and they are very leisurely.

Luo Hanrong said to Luo Meng that the business on his side seems to be doing well now, but if he wants to expand the business later, it is basically useless.

The main problem still lies in procurement. The vegetables grown in their village are not only supplied to Jiweilou, but also a lot of individual tourists who come to their village every morning. Considering the cost, Luo Hanrong cannot raise the price with others , the amount of vegetables that can be purchased every day is very limited, otherwise he wouldn't be able to squat in front of other people's high schools for a few catties of shallots.

"Don't you grow vegetables at home?" Luo Meng can probably guess Luo Hanrong's difficulties. If he wants to cook all the vegetables in his village, he will definitely not be able to increase the scale. He has to sell vegetables mixed with other people's food. have to be affected.

"That's true. Now there are people in our county who are envious of me making money. We have an advantage over others." In addition, now that Luo Hanliang has raised pigs again, those pig manures are also good for fertilizing the fields, Luo Han Rong plans to open a vegetable field on Xiaotupo next year, and if it doesn't work, he will ask someone to help.

"Then what are your plans in the future?" Romon asked him again.

"We're really building up our reputation. We'll work hard for a few years, and when we've saved enough money, we'll be in the entire small restaurant in our county." This Luo Hanrong also has a clear goal.

Afterwards, Luo Meng chatted with him for a while, Luo Hanrong said that his small shop was not as profitable as outsiders thought, and the price of vegetables in Dawan Village was there, plus the shipping fee, washed and fried. I have to find someone to deliver it to. Generally, the order of 30 to [-] yuan is basically not profitable, but most of the orders are only so big.

A while ago, he organized a whole hundred tofu delivery, and the orders of [-] yuan have increased. These orders are their main profit part at present, and the number of orders of [-] to [-] yuan is relatively too small.

After sending Luo Hanrong away, Luo Meng thought to himself, although this guy came to tell him these things today, although he has a good relationship with Luo Meng himself in the village, there must be Xiao Shulin's factor in this.If Luo Hanrong wanted to open a restaurant in the county in the future, he would have to be covered by someone. At this time, the importance of Boss Xiao was highlighted.

After thinking about it this way, Luo Meng couldn't help feeling a little funny. If it was not Luo Hanrong who was chatting with him today, but his younger brother Luo Hanliang, he probably wouldn't think about it no matter what, so I said this If a person is too shrewd, sometimes it is not very good, they have to guard against you.

This incident also sounded the alarm for Luo Meng. It is estimated that his current image is still relatively close to Luo Hanrong, so he has to pay attention in the future.But if he really put himself in the same style as Luo Hanliang, he probably wouldn't be able to get along in the village, anyway, there are gains and losses.

Of course, Luo Meng still admires Luo Hanrong's fighting spirit. He himself has been living a little too comfortably recently.

After self-reflection, the next morning, Luo Meng went to Niuwangzhuang for a stroll.Several greenhouses have been set up in Niuwang Village, and all the things that should be planted in the greenhouses have been planted. There are also radishes and cabbages planted in summer on the mountain, and they can be harvested after a while. Pickles are enough to keep them busy for a while.

The buffaloes are also well taken care of. With Luo Quangui and Bian Dajun around, basically Romon doesn’t have to worry about these things. They even trained a few old people to help milk the cows. Just negotiate the salary with an old man, and then arrange a place for them to live.

What Romon needs to worry about now is the small patch of seedlings. The hickory seedlings and American long hickory seedlings planted at the beginning of the year are all growing quite well, and the hazelnut seedlings are also growing quite well, but the pistachio seedlings have died again. , most of the ones that are still barely alive are weak seedlings, and there are a few relatively vigorous ones among them, so Romon pointed at them.

On the side of the courtyard, in the late spring and early summer, Romon installed several metal water towers at the roof eaves, drawing spring water from the mountain to solve the water problem for the kitchen and each room.

In terms of electricity, although it cost a lot of money to pull the wires, but because most of them use electricity for agricultural production, they can get some discounts on electricity bills by filing an application.

After the cold storage was installed, the power consumption of Niuwangzhuang increased sharply. The comrades from the power supply station came to see it again, and asked Luo Meng to pay for an additional electric meter outside the two cold storages, which was counted as commercial electricity.There are also various rooms and kitchens in the courtyard house, and it can be regarded as household electricity in rural areas. In short, there are three types of electricity charges on this small hill.

However, given Luo Meng's current situation, it is impossible and unnecessary to generate self-sufficiency in Niuwangzhuang. It is better to pay the electricity bill on time every month.

The only thing that concerns Romon now, and he is capable of solving it, is the sewage system of the courtyard. Along the side of the ditch, it flows into the creek along the ditch.

Although it is said that the whole Buffalo Town is doing this, and almost all the people in the whole country are doing it, but Romon still feels that since he has the ability, he should do a good job of rectifying it.

Luo Meng plans to build a biogas digester on the side of the courtyard, next to the hillside, to treat domestic sewage and fertilize at the same time.

As for the methane generated, it would definitely not be cost-effective to pipe pipes to each room in the courtyard, and there is not so much methane that can be used by the people in the entire courtyard.At the beginning, Luo Meng wanted to take it to the cafeteria and let the fat chef Hou Jun cook, but the fat man disagreed, saying that no chef was willing to use this thing to cook, so he had to give up.

After thinking and thinking, Luo Meng finally decided to build a shed near the biogas pool outside the courtyard and build a boiler. The hot and cold water pipes of the boiler are connected to the courtyard's cold and hot water pipes, so that the courtyard will not have to worry about hot water in the future.Seeing that the weather is getting colder every day, Luo Meng originally planned to get some solar water heaters, but now it's done, and there is still a fortune left.

The deal was good, and the more Luo Meng thought about it, the more he felt complacent, so he immediately called Master Gan and told him that Niuwang Village was going to build a biogas digester, and asked him to find some people to work on it.

In the end, Master Gan told him that no one in his town knew how to make a biogas digester.There are mountains everywhere in their place, and terraced fields are planted. Every household doesn’t have much land, and they don’t raise many livestock. It's better to go up the mountain to cut some firewood to build a biogas digester.

People in this place don't have the qualifications to build a biogas pit, and the mud masters here naturally don't have this skill. If Romon wants to build a biogas pit, he has to find someone from outside.

With a basin of cold water poured on his head, Romon once again realized the gap between dreams and reality.However, he is not someone who gives up easily. The so-called strength is great in numbers. When he hangs up the phone, he uses his mobile phone to surf the Internet and log on to the local forum he often goes to. There are all walks of life in this forum, including There is no shortage of technical talents, so the Internet is really a good thing.

Luo Meng posted a post asking for help in the forum: "Niuwangzhuang wants to build a biogas digester! Looking for a professional! The treatment is favorable, the specific salary is negotiable, food and housing are included, and watermelons are enough."

"Wow! Watermelon is enough!" Romon just posted this post, and someone below yelled.

"Is there any chestnut roast chicken?" someone asked downstairs.

"After this is okay, will you repair the biogas pool?" Romon couldn't help being happy.

The man remained silent for a while, the more he was like this, the more hopeful Romon felt, he kept refreshing and refreshing, and after a while, he saw the guy reply leisurely: "Well, no... ..."

Romon was disappointed again, he sighed helplessly, pressed the exit button and put the phone in his pocket. Sure enough, there are still a lot of idle people on the Internet, especially the local forums. These guys can't count on them at all.