Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 103 Chicken Farm Expansion

The fifteenth day of the first month, the Lantern Festival.

For Chinese people, the year is not over until the Lantern Festival is over.

He Ping was standing on the open space on the west side of the chicken farm at this time, surrounded by hundreds of members of the Hantun Production Brigade.

Today is the day for the expansion of the Hantun Chicken Farm. According to the expansion standard set by He Ping, the Hantun Chicken Farm will be expanded from the original [-] chickens to the scale that can accommodate [-] chickens. A chicken farm with a scale of [-] chickens is definitely comparable to an American private farm.

"Crackling!" After the long whip was released, following the order of the old captain, hundreds of people, men, women and children, started to move.

Looking at the busy labor scene in front of him, the old captain sighed: "Such scenes will probably become less and less in the future."

The old captain already knew the news of the reform, He Ping said: "Yes, I am afraid that the children in the future will only hear about such a scene from the mouth of adults."

The old captain is not a hypocritical person. After just a few seconds of grief, he wiped his eyes, "You bastard, you only want to be lazy when you don't work, do you think you don't have to work as the head of the chicken farm? Working people must be treated equally and go to work.”

He Ping, who was kicked, scolded in his heart that the old man really turned his face like a book, and he was still there when he didn't work.

Fourth Uncle Liu was recruited for the expansion of the Hantun chicken farm this time. He Ping can rest assured that he has such an old-fashioned style. After all, it is a construction area of ​​thousands of square meters.

The expansion plan has been talked about since before the Chinese New Year, and finally started in time for the Lantern Festival. The main reason is that the weather is warm and early this year, and the ground has already shown signs of civilization.

The enthusiasm of the members this time is much more positive than last time. In the past three months, each household was allocated 70 yuan. This is real money, not counting the work points of the chicken farm. The scale should be expanded four times on the original basis. How much money will be scored in one year? If the members think about it, they can stay and work hard. The big guys are full of energy.

"Hey, you said, if our chicken farm is finished, how much money can we earn this year?"

"How much? Let me tell you this, it's no problem for our Han Tun family to distribute a bicycle."

"Just leave it there and blow it up, return the bicycle, why don't you say that the family distributes a TV."

"What am I bragging about, what am I bragging about, originally, didn't you hear what He Ping said, this year you have to share several times more money than last year."

"He Ping's words are not wrong. I'll post the calculations. If our chicken farm is really built and the hens start to lay eggs, don't count too much. Let's count as 400 eggs a day, and 43 eggs will be sold that day. For half a year, the income of this chicken farm will be [-] yuan."

"I'm a good boy, is it true or not, how can there be so much money?"

"That's not true. How about He Ping being so confident? You're a fool. I've told you ahead of time. What should I do if we can't make a deal at the end of the year? Can everyone stop making trouble? I'm speaking conservatively."

"Tui, work harder, our good days are coming."

He Ping worked effortlessly, listening to the gossip of the commune members when they were working. The situation of the chicken farm was like this, not to mention people in the team, or people from other brigades. Can inquire clearly.

He Ping didn't care about it, and he even hoped that such news would spread more widely within the brigade, so that the people in the team would be more motivated.

"Ouch!" His ass was kicked hard again, and even with his ass, he knew that it was the old captain who kicked him. This old bastard, who spends his days without working hard, is just squatting here to play.

"Let you steal and play tricks, you bastard." The old captain was still angry after kicking, and cursed.

The working members laughed and laughed, no matter how arrogant He Ping is, you still have to be beaten by the old captain.

He Ping swung the pickaxe, his arms became more and more sore, he couldn't do it anymore, he didn't move much this winter, his body really couldn't keep up.

He handed the pickaxe to Han Zhaoguo next to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and pretended to be busy, "Old captain, I'll go to Dingtun to see if they have started work."

"There are people watching at Dingtun, so why don't they pay attention to their own chicken farm." How could the old captain not know the little Jiujiu in He Ping's heart.

"You can't say that, the Dingtun chicken farm also has our shares in Hantun, isn't it, and I have a lot of shares."

He Ping acted like a shareholder, the old captain had no choice but to give He Ping a hard look.

He Ping hummed a little song complacently, "Riding on my beloved bicycle, I will never be stuck in traffic... let's go~"

The two production teams of Hantun and Dingtun are separated by six or seven miles, which refers to the distance between villages, but because the land is connected, the actual distance is not that far, especially considering the possibility of further expansion in the new chicken farm , so the distance is only two miles.

He Ping rode to the construction site of Dingtun Chicken Farm in less than 5 minutes. It was as hot as Hantun and crowded with people. With the precedent of Hantun Chicken Farm, how could Dingtun not do their best? After half a year, it would be impossible It's where the golden eggs are laid.

"He Ping is here." Ding Aiguo, who was working, saw He Ping coming over and said hello.

He Ping saw the shovel in Ding Aiguo's hand, and he wanted to see that he was also the captain. This captain was so approachable, and he personally participated in the labor. He didn't look like an old captain. Those who didn't know thought it was a supervisor in the old society.

"Come here and have a look, it's pretty fast!" He Ping scanned the construction site, and the progress was no slower than Han Tun's.

"That's right, the big guy is very motivated. We all know that Han Tun received a lot of dividends in the past three months. This year we will start working at the beginning of the new year. We hope to earn more money!"

"It's a good thing to have hope, and the big guys can only use their energy in one place."

After looking around at the construction of the Dingtun chicken farm, He Ping felt relieved. Of course he didn’t come here just to be lazy. The construction of the chicken farm was what he really cared about. He needs to come over and explain some problems to Ding Tun, so as not to make the same mistake again.

"Captain Ding..."

"What's your name Captain Ding? We'll be a family from now on. If you don't dislike Writer He, I'll take care of you. How about calling me Patriotic Uncle?"

"Okay, Uncle Patriotic, before our Hantun chicken farm was built and put into use, there were some problems. I came here just to tell you in advance."

"Tell me, I'll keep it in mind, let people pay attention." Ding Aiguo took out his little red book and pencil.

"Well, there are a few problems. The first is the drainage of our chicken coop. At that time, we didn't think about it thoroughly. Although we left a drain, it also left a hidden danger. Huang Pizi took advantage of the loophole and came in from the drain to bite. Several chickens died."

"Well, I wrote this down, do you have any more?" Ding Aiguo said while writing it down.

"Also, the problem of heating the chicken coop in winter..."

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(End of this chapter)