farming tycoon

Jin Nanfeng followed Agnelli away with a smile, and took three fat little roosters with him before leaving, and they both returned home.

Later Zhang Jingtian limped and walked, Gu Mingtao went to help him with some embarrassment, but he was greeted with a pair of resentful eyes, Gu Mingtao justified himself: "If I didn't run fast, even a madman wouldn't be able to run so fast. Came here to save you, didn't you?"

Zhang Jingtian asked angrily, "I still want to thank you for my feelings, don't I?"

Gu Mingtao is so thick-skinned, he scolded him for nothing, and said with a smile: "Don't dare to be a brother, you should be a brother. We have also caught the little cock, and we will eat it when we eat it later."

Zhang Jingtian returned him a mocking face, looked at the two people walking side by side in front of him, feeling a little jealous, and couldn't help but said: "Hmph, grabbing my dick and being courteous, you're just like a couple of dogs."

Gu Mingtao couldn't help but glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Zhang, this chicken wasn't yours in the first place, it was raised by a lunatic. You can't think that the chicken is yours just because you have suffered. Why? And scolding people?!"

Zhang Jingtian turned to look at Gu Mingtao, and after confirming that his face was serious, he asked back: "Aren't you a big fool?"

Gu Mingtao immediately withdrew the arm that was supporting him, and said unhappily: "What are you talking about? Then if you can't catch chickens or beat birds, can you blame me? Who is begging for nothing and wants to live with me? If you have the ability, don't stay here!"

Zhang Jingtian staggered for a while, almost fell again, the anger in his heart, he really wanted to have the backbone to say quit, I went home, but when he thought of the good ingredients of Yueyingshan reluctant.

Finally, his complexion changed, he hugged Gu Mingtao's shoulders with a smile, and hinted with a smile: "Oh brother, why are you still angry? Didn't you notice the important point in my words? The important point is not the chicken, but the dog man ah!"

Gu Mingtao became even more unhappy, shaking his shoulders to shake this bitch off, but Zhang Jingtian just clung on, and finally he had no choice but to curse angrily: "The lunatic is my brother, you are not allowed to scold him."

Seeing that he was still not enlightened, Zhang Jingtian had no choice but to express: "The point is men and women, do men and women understand?"

"I know that the madman Xiao Ming is called Nan Nan, what do you understand?" Gu Mingtao said indifferently, and suddenly realized, "You, you, you don't mean that!"

"I'll go, it's fine if you like both men and women. My lunatic is not that kind of person. He is a straight man of steel, straighter than the bamboo over there. He is absolutely a man." Gu Mingtao expressed his disdain for this. .

Zhang Jingtian has already started to give up on this guy, isn't this just playing the piano against the cow!

He let go of Gu Mingtao, rushed in and pulled out a thin bamboo as he passed by the bamboo forest. The wild bamboos on the side of Yueying Mountain were not thick, but Zhang Jingtian also used his sucking end skills, and then, He bent the bamboo in front of Gu Mingtao.

Not to mention the lawsuit here, the taste of the little cock raised by Jin Nanfeng is really good. It was originally raised in a pure natural and pollution-free way. In addition, the little cock eats insects and fruits from the mountains, and even if it is not good, it is the millet at home. What I drank was mountain spring, which was nourished by the heart of life, so it's no wonder the taste is bad.

Although the little rooster only weighed four or five catties, three were enough for so many people to eat. Grandma Jin's cooking skills were very good. The mouths of those who ate it were full of oil, and they wished they could lick the soup clean. Of course, in the end they did It was eaten by Zhang Jingtian for bibimbap.

This guy was still angry before eating, but when the chicken came out, his eyes lit up. He forgot about being pecked by birds and bitten by dogs, and he ate it heartily.

After eating, this guy still commented over there: "It's not bad, the meat is firm, but it's not too thick, it doesn't add up loose, and it tastes very tender. It's definitely the best in the world. It's fragrant, especially fragrant."

Finally, he shook his head and said, "This chicken tastes better than the 50 yuan a catty I bought in the countryside. You didn't use feed or antibiotics in the breeding process, and it's safer. I bought it at double the price. Why?" Sample?"

Jin Nanfeng was eating fruit next to him. Although he ate it for more than ten days, he never got tired of eating watermelon. But he is more gentle, and he can still think about passing a towel to the people around him, so that he won't eat it all over the corner of his mouth, which will make him itchy.

Zhang Jingtian wondered if he still had a chance, and continued: "100 yuan a catty, even a pheasant is about the same price, and I will help you with the transportation problem. You can make a lot of money just by selling this little rooster, you can’t say no to this business.”

Jin Nanfeng is indeed raising a mountain of little roosters and hens. The hen can still lay eggs. After the rooster grows up, it will only eat and not grow meat. He will sell it sooner or later, and it doesn't matter who he sells to.

The price of 100 yuan per catty is really good. The general three-yellow chicken can cost fifteen or sixteen yuan. It is said that free-range chickens are more expensive, and they can only be fifty or sixty at the top. That is to say, some special breeding areas are more expensive.

However, Jin Nanfeng still said, "I am all live chickens. Now that bird flu is so strictly controlled, how do you transport them out? If you kill them, the taste will be worse."

Zhang Jingtian saw that he let go, and immediately said: "Hey, if you want you to sell, I naturally have my way."

Jin Nanfeng nodded without hesitation: "All right, how much do you want?"

Zhang Jingtian got excited all of a sudden, and said with a smile: "I have counted the chickens in Houshan, not counting the hens, but about [-] roosters. How about this, you catch five hundred a day and give them to me."

Regardless of why he was so bored to count the chickens, Jin Nanfeng knew it well. He bought about [-] chicks at that time, and there were more roosters than hens in them. Wan Jiu is not bad, Jin Nanfeng couldn't help but said: "Five hundred a day, then I'll sell them out in a month, what else will I sell later?"

But Zhang Jingtian said with a smile: "Isn't it okay to sell short? The chickens you raise will have to be sold sooner or later. The best thing is to sell them quickly."

"There is another one. Now that your hen can lay eggs, no matter whether you buy chicks from outside or hatch them yourself, there will be endless children and grandchildren in the future. Are you worried that there will be no chickens to sell?"

"I've tried your eggs, and they taste good. Now the quantity is not too much. Give me a thousand a day, and I can digest them." Zhang Jingtian said with a smile, his private restaurant is not Small, although the quantity is a bit large, but it can always be sold, if not, you can give it to relatives and friends, grandparents and grandparents!

Jin Nanfeng thought about it for a while, and finally only agreed to the amount of eggs. Other than that, he only agreed to give one hundred roosters a day. After all, the roosters have not yet grown up, and they can grow bigger and heavier after raising them.

Zhang Jingtian was still trying to increase the number, but Agnelli looked at him coldly, and immediately withdrew Jin Nanfeng's hand.

After negotiating the business, it is expected that a large sum of money will come in. Jin Nanfeng's financial pressure will be even less. That night he went to bed and did not play with his mobile phone. Instead, he took a notebook to write and draw.

Agnelli next to him looked back after finishing his business, glanced at him and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Jin Nanfeng nodded, and simply spread out his notebook for him to read: "Although Yueying Mountain covers a large area, the usable land is actually not that much. Except for the area where I grow watermelons, there are very few flat areas. soil of."

"Growing food is tiring and not suitable. Our side is not suitable for terraced fields." Jin Nanfeng crossed out the field of food. It would be good if the few mu of rice in their family's land was enough for them to eat. The other fields in the village I don't want to rent either. After all, it's either Uncle Lin next door who grows it, or relatives and friends who grow it.

"However, the climate here is good, and we can plant many kinds of fruit trees." Jin Nanfeng continued, "There are many miscellaneous trees on Yueying Mountain. If you tidy it up, you can plant a lot. I plan to plant loquats in this area, and bayberry in this area. If we grow cherries in this area, the economic value of these fruits is very good."

"Actually, kiwi fruit is also good, as well as apples, pears, peaches, apricots, and dates." Jin Nanfeng continued to write and draw. After all, he was not born in agriculture. Before planting, the first thing he considered was sales channels. Channels, whether it's Boss Huang or Zhang Jingtian, want high-quality things.

Yueying Mountain covers a large area, enough for him to plant more than ten acres of land for every kind of fruit, but Jin Nanfeng hesitated.

Agnelli glanced at it and asked, "Are you worried that the planting is too mixed, and some fruits will be produced at about the same time, will there be problems with sales?"

Jin Nanfeng nodded and said, "It's not just about sales, our human resources are also insufficient, and there may be problems with picking. If I grow more expensive fruits, it's impossible to hold a picking festival."

Even if there is a picking festival, it’s not that he looks down on Daisy Town. The consumption level and awareness of people in this area are indeed incomparable with those in big cities. One of the biggest reasons why the base is half dead now is that there are no people in the second and third tier cities!

Agnelli understood his worry, but said: "Perhaps it can be like this. Different fruits and different types have different ripening times. You can control the approximate time. The planting is more refined, with good taste and economic value. There are also high-quality varieties, and with the current channels, you don’t have to worry about sales issues, and the ripening time of the fruit is different, and it can be solved by hand.”

Jin Nanfeng recorded it, and then said: "It's true, like apples and pears, so we should grow less. If it's not possible, we can keep them for our own food. Just treat them as a different taste."

"By the way, what do you like to eat?" Jin Nanfeng asked unpreparedly.

"Peaches." Agnelli thought for a while and answered truthfully. The fruit he likes is indeed completely different from his own image.

Jin Nanfeng laughed, and immediately wrote it down: "Okay, I'll plant a piece for you. I'll plant some pork blood peaches, juicy peaches, yellow peaches, flat peaches, and nectarines. Then you can open them and eat them."

Agnelli listened and couldn't help showing a smile. He suddenly reached out and stroked Jin Nanfeng's hair.

Jin Nanfeng wanted to dodge subconsciously, and said carelessly: "A woman's waist, a man's head, can't you know?"

Agnelli raised her brows, nodded and said, "Okay, a variety of them, I'll take them away if I can't finish them."