small farmer

Chapter 763 Uncle Yu's Cozy Days (22)

next day is sunday
The leather monkeys in the village only have one day off, so they are like wild horses running wild, playing all over the mountains and plains.

One by one, they are like little goblins patrolling mountains, playing house on the hillside, playing hide-and-seek in the woods, playing all kinds of games over and over again, playing so much that they don't know how to go home for dinner at noon.

No, seeing that his son hadn't come home after noon, Uncle Er Niu took a straight branch and looked around.

"Xiaofeng, have you seen my duckling?"

"Little ducks? They seem to have gone to the back mountain, you can look for them over there!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

Early in the morning, Zhang Feng saw the little guys running towards the back of the mountain chasing each other.

"These monkeys run around after the holidays! If I find him, I won't break his dog legs!" Uncle Er Niu, who didn't go home until noon, said viciously the more he thought about it.

"Haha, Uncle Er Niu, you said that the duckling's legs are dog legs, aren't you scolding yourself?" After hearing Uncle Er Niu's words, Zhang Feng joked with a smile.

"Fuck off, you bastard, you really can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth!" Hearing what Zhang Feng said, Uncle Er Niu blushed. He really didn't expect this to scold him, but he didn't give Zhang Feng a good face. He glared at Zhang Feng fiercely and said.

"Yes yes yes!! Of course I can't spit it out, only you can!" Zhang Feng replied with a chuckle.

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Uncle Er Niu's eyes widened, "You're such a bitch!"

After finishing speaking, Uncle Er Niu turned around and left, rushing towards the back mountain without looking back.

Seeing Uncle Er Niu's menacing appearance, Zhang Feng knew that the brat, the little duck, was going to be in trouble today. If he came out happily in the morning, he would definitely go home crying at noon.

as expected
not yet a quarter of an hour
The earth-shattering cry of the duckling came from the intersection

Zhang Feng sat at the gate, looked at the west end of the village with a smile, and saw the little guy running towards the village screaming under Uncle Er Niu's stick.

The little fellows behind saw the little duck being beaten, and they all felt sorry for each other, like soldiers who had been defeated in a battle, each of them was dejected, with their heads lowered, and silently followed behind Uncle Er Niu and the little duck. Come to the village.

"How many of you still know to come back? Do you know what time it is? It's almost 12:30!" When the big-haired bastards and the little kids came to the door, Zhang Feng stopped the little guys and taught them a lesson. Fan.

"But...but we don't...don't have a mobile phone?" Da Mao said timidly.

"Don't run so far without a mobile phone, you can't just play by the lake!" Zhang Feng glared at Da Mao, who was still sophistrying, and then waved his hand: "Okay, hurry home and eat!"

The little guys nodded, and ran towards the village in a hurry, for fear that if they ran too slowly, they would be cleaned up by the adults when they returned home.

"These little guys are running so fast now, why did you go so early?" Seeing the little guys disappearing in a flash, Zhang Feng shook his head with a smile.

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"Xiaofeng..." At this moment, Uncle Yu led the workers over with baskets of small fish.

"Hey, old uncle Yu, you are here!" Zhang Feng hurriedly stepped aside and led everyone into the house.

Now Zhang Feng's crispy fish is selling very well, it can even be said to be very popular, almost one or two out of ten tourists have bought Zhang Feng's crispy fish.

Up to now, the crispy fish has become one of the most popular specialties in Moon Lake, selling three to four hundred catties almost every week.

So now, Uncle Yu and the others will send fish to Zhang Feng's family every three or four days, about [-] catties each time.

Of course, the small fish you sent are not only fish fry caught from the river, but also raised by the workers led by the old fish uncle. The extra income of [-] yuan made the workers in the fishing ground very happy.

Simply weighed, 530 five catties, minus the weight of the 480 catties of baskets, Zhang Feng's net weight is [-] five catties, but Zhang Feng still calculates according to [-] catties for everyone.

Five yuan per catty, five hundred catties is 500 yuan, and everyone will give it away eight or nine times a month. Calculated in this way, there is at least 2 yuan in income.

If you know that there are only 1000 or [-] workers in the fishing ground, no one can get more than [-] yuan.

Counting everyone's monthly salary of 6000 yuan, we can earn more than [-] yuan a month. If bonuses for holidays and festivals are added, everyone's annual income can reach [-] yuan, which is simply more than going out to work. There are many more, so the workers are very satisfied with this job.

As for the old Uncle Yu who is in charge, his salary is even higher now. Last year, his salary reached 15. Calculated, Old Yushu still has an income of less than 10 a year.

Therefore, Uncle Yu is very satisfied with his current life.

He works five or six hours a day, and the rest of the time is very free, and he doesn't need to do anything himself, just arrange the workers below.

With such a leisurely and super-high-paying job, Uncle Yu is very happy every day. Whenever he has time, he makes a pot of tea, sits by the small river in the farm, and fishes leisurely. His life is also very relaxed and comfortable.

The villagers were envious when they saw that Uncle Yu was treated so well. Thinking of everyone getting up early and working late at night, the family is busy 360 days a year, but the annual income is only 70 million.

Although 70 million may seem like a lot, it is the income of a family of five or six. On average, no one earns more than [-] a year.

As for Uncle Yu, he spends his days leisurely and leisurely. As long as he manages the workers well, he can earn as little as 30 yuan a year without any worries, so everyone envies him.

No, Old Uncle Yu, who just walked out of Zhang Feng's house, met Uncle Dashan who was walking.

"Old Yutou delivered fish to Xiaofeng again? Did he make a lot of money this trip?" Uncle Dashan asked with a smile.

"Hehe, it's not much, it's only more than 2000 yuan." Although Old Yushu said so, his face was full of smiles.

"What, more than 2000 is too little for you? I'm afraid you won't earn tens of thousands this month?" Uncle Dashan stared at Old Yushu with his eyes wide open.

"How can there be so much money, besides, I don't own the money alone, there are more than a dozen workers!" Old Uncle Yu shook his head and said.

"Hehe, that's not bad!" Uncle Dashan smiled, and passed a cigarette to Old Uncle Yu: "We are still lucky to meet Xiaofeng, otherwise we don't know when we will get rid of poverty and become rich."

"That's right, Xiaofeng is the great benefactor and savior of our village!"

Then the two sat on the side of the road and chatted.

For Zhang Feng, the villagers are very grateful. Everyone knows that everyone's good life is brought about by him.

Thinking about the hard days that everyone lived in the past, both of them booed endlessly, and thinking of this, the two of them felt even more grateful to Zhang Feng.

(End of this chapter)