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In order to determine how many brook groupers can be produced on their mountain this year, Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin caught several brook groupers in different locations and different sizes of puddles and weighed them. The production of grouper in their family's stream was unexpectedly more than half of what the professor had expected.

That being the case, Romon naturally refused to miss the opportunity to make money in vain.He plans to store water in the reservoir on the mountain next year, and then he will also raise this little fish. Not to mention making money, raising it is much more worry-free than crabs.

News soon came from the clubhouse, asking Yang Cunbo to sign a supply contract with Luo Meng. Because of the long distance, in order to save shipping costs, it was initially planned that three truckloads of goods would be transported every week.

During the term, the two trucks are medium-sized fresh-keeping trucks, one on Monday and one on Thursday. They mainly transport radish, cabbage, cucumber, tomato, cabbage, broccoli and other vegetables that are more durable to storage. As for some green leafy vegetables that are difficult to store, the club decided to continue Work with local suppliers.

The other cargo is mainly live chicken and brook grouper, which is also shipped on Thursday.The transportation conditions of brook grouper are relatively harsh. In order to reduce the mortality rate during transportation, the density should not be too high, and oxygen must be supplied along the way, so the transportation cost is relatively high.

Live chickens are even more troublesome, because bird flu has occurred frequently in the past two years, and live chickens do not always pass the customs smoothly. In order to allow customers to eat fresh chicken every day, the club had to arrange for a special person to rent a place in the suburbs of Shenzhen for temporary breeding and slaughter Live chicken, guaranteed fresh chicken supply every day.

The little rooster Luo Meng has always been sold for 50 yuan a catty, but this time it was sold to Yang Cunbo and the others for only 80 yuan. The price of vegetables is good. Although the quantity is not large, it is stable for a long time. Chen Guanshi likes such customers the most.

There are two other unexpected surprises. One is eggs. I wonder if Hou Fatty’s plate of steamed eggs with clam meat was so good that day. Yang Cunbo spoke highly of Niuwangzhuang’s local eggs, and the price he gave was quite good. , which greatly exceeded Lao Zhou's psychological price.

Another one is the loach. Although the loach in Niuwangzhuang is artificially bred, it is raised very naturally. Neither hormones nor cement ponds are used. The loach grows up in the mud field. Qi, this thing can nourish the middle and Qi, dehumidify and reduce jaundice, nourish the kidney and support the yang, it is really a good nourishing thing.

In addition, the loach in Niuwangzhuang is nourished by the spiritual spring water, and its appearance and taste are even better. Yang Cunbo ate it the first night, and contacted the clubhouse early the next morning, saying that he would add the item of loach, and give Luo Meng set a high price of 200 yuan a catty, so that Luo Meng couldn't help but think a little too much, wondering whether the old boy had some unspeakable secrets and was cured by their family's loach.

For some reason, the story of Niuwangzhuang selling loach for 200 yuan per catty spread in Dawan Village, making everyone envious.

"Uncle De Jiang, where are you going to work?" When Luo Meng was riding a tricycle to pull straw from his field to Niuwangzhuang this afternoon, he saw Luo Minghui's father working in the paddy field beside the road, so he greeted him .

"Hey, Luo Meng, wait, don't rush away, uncle has something to tell you." Seeing that it was Luo Meng, Luo Meng straightened up and talked to him.

"What's the matter, Uncle?" Romon stopped the tricycle and asked.

"Someone in our village said that your loach sells for two hundred a catty. Is it true?" Luo Luo asked.

"Really." Luo Meng laughed. He didn't want too many people to know about this, lest some people secretly calculate how much money he earned, but since people asked him face to face, he was not good. Then hide it.

"You boy, it's really good! We don't know if the flock of sheep raised by Minghui will be sold or not." Luo Luojiang said.

"Then there is no need to worry? No one will sell it to me then." Luo Meng knew what Luo Meng wanted to say, but he probably didn't answer his words.

"Are you willing to eat? Hanliang's pork is too expensive for you." Luo Luojiang also joked with him.

"I don't think their pork is too expensive, but your mutton is not too expensive." Not to mention, Romon has been a bit greedy for beef and mutton recently, but there are few people selling this in their town. If you want to buy good meat, then It is even more difficult.

"Speaking seriously, can you help me and ask?" Who doesn't want their own things to be sold at high prices.

"I have to ask for you. If it's okay, it's up to others to decide." Yang Cunbo's price is high, but correspondingly, their standards are also high. Otherwise, they can purchase locally. Is it worth traveling thousands of miles to come here?

"It's fine if you can help and ask, we can accept it if it's successful or not."Wu Zhanfang's rice noodles are so good, and Jiweilou did not agree to buy from her, because Jiweilou already has a long-term cooperative supplier, and everyone in Dawan Village knows this.

"Minghui's flock of sheep is well raised, and they will definitely not worry about selling them at that time, so don't worry about it, uncle." Luo Minghui has been going to their Niuwangzhuang to weed every day for the past few months, and he has also taken good care of them on weekdays. They ran on the mountain all day long, and the goats were pretty good. Every time Romon saw them, he couldn't wait to eat mutton.

"It shouldn't be difficult to sell. Isn't it greedy to earn more money?" Wu Zhanfang, who came back to the village later than Luo Minghui, has earned a lot of money. As long as his son is able to raise a flock of sheep, he is still not serious. Income, this year is nothing to think about anyway, and I should be able to start selling sheep after autumn next year.

"That's right, who wouldn't want it?" This Romon also understood very well.

"And your loach, hey." Luo Luojiang asked a little embarrassedly: "Can you introduce some seeds to my field?"

"Yes, why can't you? When your field is cleared, you can go to my place to catch it." Luo Meng originally planned to let the people in his village raise loaches and snails together.

This year, their loach and snails are selling well, but the crabs in the field are also eaten, and there is no such thing nearby, so they all feed them with their own, which is too expensive.If the villagers in their village follow suit in raising snails and loach next year, their crab rations will be guaranteed.

No matter how expensive the snails and loaches in the village are, they will definitely be cheaper than those in Niuwangzhuang. At that time, he will collect some from the village for his own crabs as rations, and on the other side, his own snails and snails will be sold again. , It can also cost a lot of money.

"Well, I'll go to your place next spring to catch some loach seeds." When he just spoke, Luo Meng felt embarrassed. Seeing that Romon agreed so readily, he was very happy.

"Do you want some snails too?" Romon asked with a smile.

"I don't want the snails. Next year, I will plant some lotus roots in the fields and raise some loaches like you on the mountain. If these two things can be done well, it will be good. No, your father told us the other day that you If you can distribute lotus root seeds to us, I will go to the field to repair the ridges."

"Not only must the ridges be raised, but the ground must also be plowed deeply."

"I know, your father has told several people in our village who want to grow lotus root."

"Well, then you are busy, I will go up the mountain first."

"Hey."

After signing the contract, Yang Cunbo was supposed to go back, but this guy seems to be a little bit reluctant to leave. He hangs out with Hou Fatty at Niuwangzhuang all day long, ordering this and that to drink. Niuwangzhuang has greater potential to supply more delicacies for their clubhouse.

This afternoon, as soon as Luo Meng entered the courtyard, he smelled a strange fragrance. What food in Niuwangzhuang has Lao Zhou never eaten?Fatty has been working here for a long time, and Romon has basically eaten all of his handicrafts. This time, he has never smelled this smell before.

"Crack." Houwazi saw him riding a tricycle into the yard, carrying a small bowl of small black snails and passed by. This kid didn't know whether he was his father or the king of the mountain. He took it.

"Hmm! So cute!" Regardless of whether Houwazi regards him as the king of the mountain or not, Romon is still very pleased.

"Why are you eating stone snails? Did you pick them up in the stream?" Romon asked the fat man.He used to eat this kind of little black snail when he was a child. At that time, not only in the creek, but also in several large and small ditches in his village, because this kind of snail was always adsorbed on the stone wall of the creek. People also call them stone snails, they were very common in the past, but they have become relatively rare in recent years, and he didn't notice when they appeared again.

"Lao Yang found it in the valley a little above your house. I took him to see the stone frogs, but I didn't expect to find this." The fat man was holding a small bowl, eating very heartily.

"This mountain snail is a good thing. Your family still grows in a valley deep in the mountains, so it's even more rare. This thing looks inconspicuous, but it's actually good. Let me tell you!" Yang Cunbo said, Sucking another mountain snail: "Tsk tsk, this snail in your family really has nothing to say, I wonder if it's really what they say, the feng shui here is very good."

"Can this thing be sold for money?" Old Zhou asked him.

"Yes, why can't you sell it for money? But if you want to sell it to us, it will be more difficult." After all, this kind of small snail is difficult to enter the elegant hall. The members in their clubhouse are all social elites, or elite family members , usually everyone is personable and extravagant, can you roll up your sleeves and suck snails in public?

"Don't pull it down." If he didn't want to sell it to them, would Romon need to ask him?

"Come on, son, do you know how to eat stone snails?" Luo Meng grabbed a mountain snail from a small bowl and handed it to Houwazi. The mountain snail fried by Hou Fatty was not bad. He didn't add too many ingredients, so he added some ginger. Shredded snails, probably sprinkled with some cooking wine, the original taste, to preserve the nutrition of these wild snails to the greatest extent.

"Suck." Houwazi sucked out the snail meat from the snail shell in one bite, chewed it in his mouth, and then looked at the small bowl in Luo Meng's hand.

"Just give this to my son? Is there any more?" Luo Meng asked Fatty Hou.

"How much can he eat for such a small person?" There is not much in all, Fatty Hou doesn't have enough for himself.

"Is this how you treat the Young Master's family?"

"It's really gone." The fat man grimaced.

"Dabao." Romon ordered.

"Ahhhhhh..." Dabao, who had been drooling beside him, immediately led Lao Zhou to the kitchen, and Yaya followed behind with his job in his mouth. They had been waiting in the yard for a long time just now. Well, the fat master who is usually very talkative is so stingy this time that he doesn't give a single snail meat, only the shell.

"Wow!" Yaya Dabao quickly stopped in front of a spice cabinet in the kitchen, and barked twice at the cabinet door on the left.

"So it's here?" As soon as Romon opened the cabinet door, he saw a silver-gray thermos inside. This thing was originally used to hold water and drinks, but now the fat man is used to hold snails. I really can't think of it.Luo Meng opened the lid and saw that there was a pot full of stir-fried mountain snails.

"Ahhhhhh..." Yaya wagged her tail begging for food, found these mountain snails, their father and son deserve credit.

"Okay, we have your share." As Romon said, he picked up the thermos, shook it twice, and shook some mountain snails into its stainless steel bowl, and then gave it to Houwazi's small bowl. It was also filled up, and he patted the back of his head and said, "Go and play in the southeast and northwest."

"Xiangxiang." Houwazi came out of the yard, and as soon as he called Xiangxiang's name, the obedient bitch came out from a corner of the yard, obediently followed behind Houwazi, and waved to the Yaya father and son who came after him. Put on a vigilant stance.

"Boss, save some more for me." Fatty Hou cried with a sad face. The mountain snail that he had worked so hard to hide was found so easily. Put it in a thermos, can you smell it from the outside? ?Or was it that he was being watched by those two foodies from the very beginning?

"You don't want to do it anymore, do you? You don't even keep the boss's share?" It's fine if he doesn't keep this share, but he doesn't even keep Xiao Shulin's share. I don't know that Xiao Shulin's family is actually very Do you like food?

Luo Meng confiscated the thermos on the spot, and while walking outside the courtyard, he took out his mobile phone and called Xiao Shulin.

"Where are you?"

"Crab field? There are only a few crabs left, do you still need to look at it every day?"

"I went to look for you, I just got some food from Fatty Hou."

"It was caught from the ditch above our house. It is said that it is called a mountain pit snail. We call it a stone snail here."

"Yes, it's that kind of little black snail, and it tastes pretty good."

While talking, Romon went up to the mountain. Recently, the rice on the hilltop of their family has been harvested. There was originally a large crab field, and a smaller area was built inside to raise the remaining species of crabs. Inside to centralized management.

This afternoon, Xiao Shulin went up the mountain to check the walls around the crab field. By the way, he fed the crabs again and observed their changes in the past two days.

Luo Meng went over with a thermos of snails, and the two sat on the ridge of the field and started eating, one by one and one by one, and it was delicious to eat.

"Is this snail good enough to eat?" Luo Meng asked Xiao Shulin.

"Yes, Not Bad."

"Then let's go up the mountain tomorrow to find some, let the fat man fry it, and tell our parents to try it too."

"Can this thing be raised?"

"Should be able to."

"Then let's raise some next year, it's better than snails."

"I think so too. Next year, there will be more designated people raising loaches and snails in our village. Then we will raise this snail and not compete with them."

"..."

At the foot of the mountain, on the side of the second child, Houwazi was sitting on a stone beside the kennel, holding a small bowl, eating one for himself, handing one to Xiangxiang, and putting another in the rice bowls of the second child and Jin Jin .

"Kaka..." The second child stuck his head into the golden rice bowl, bit the little black conch with two clicks, and then spit out the shell and meat, still put it in the bowl inside.The mountain snails that Hou Fatzi and the others picked up this time are several years old, and the shells are definitely very hard.

"Ahhhhhh..." Yaya also stretched her neck to beg for food, this guy already knows it now, it is absolutely impossible to be tough with Monkey Boy Xiao Zhou, and there is a chance for softies.

"Ding." As expected, Houwazi put a small black snail into its bowl, "Kaka..." Yaya crushed the little black snail with two bites, picked out the meat and ate it.

"Ahhhhh..." Dabao also begged for food.

"Ding." Houwazi also put one into its bowl.

"Kaka..." Dabao crushed the little black conch in two bites, and ate the shell.