The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 713 The supply of shit is in short supply?

The third fat man didn't care about so many messy things, and he didn't want to know so many specific reasons. He turned his head and gestured inside: "Then what are you going to do? There are so many people, and the waste of two hundred cars is obviously not enough."

Li Muyun curled his lips and said with a snort, "Hey, what a fart, I don't even let them smell shit."

The third fat man made an admiring expression to Li Muyun, and then made a gesture of invitation, indicating that he had the guts to go in and say something.

Just saying it, Li Muyun stared at him, and gave the three fat guys a gesture that made you wait, and went straight into the Juyi hall in front of him without saying a word.

For a moment, all eyes were on him, and Cheng Yaojin stepped forward quickly, grabbed him and said, "Hey, boy, your biogas waste..."

Without waiting for Lao Cheng to speak, Li Muyun directly refused: "No!"

"No? Why not? Could it be that your kid was eaten?" Cheng Yao yelled as he stared at Jin Tongling's big eyes.

Li Muyun rolled his eyes angrily, and said nothing to this old fellow.

Seeing that Cheng Yaojin didn't want to come out, Yu Chigong laughed loudly: "Old man, who just swore to me that he would be able to produce fifty carts, hahaha...shame on me!"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't hold back his face, and shouted angrily: "You black-faced man, don't laugh at me, if you have the guts, come out and let me see!"

"I don't want to touch this bad luck. Anyway, if this kid wants to sell those scraps, then I must have my share. If he doesn't sell, hehe, I don't care."

Who said Yuchi Gong was stupid?Isn't this very smart!Li Muyun sighed and bowed his hands to the other old guys in the hall who wanted to say something: "Everyone, to be honest, those methane wastes are already owned by the owners, and they cannot be sold. Forgive me, forgive me."

Cheng Yaojin pulled Li Muyun aside: "I have a master? Who is it? Why doesn't my old Cheng know?"

Li Muyun still remembered Cheng Yaojin's saying that he ate the waste, and said angrily: "Of course it's the people of Wannian County, you wouldn't want to grab this stuff from the people, would you?"

"Bah, don't fool me, return the common people's things, why don't you say it belongs to His Majesty." Cheng Yaojin hummed, with a generous look, obviously he didn't believe Li Muyun's words just now.

Li Muyun shrugged his shoulders, not caring about Lao Cheng's attitude, and said to a group of veterans who were surrounding him: "You all must know that the reason why methane can produce so much waste is due to the contribution of the people of Wannian County. The so-called taking from the people and using them for the people, I can't ignore the people in the fief and sell things for my own benefit, right?"

Seeing that there seemed to be no hope, Yu Chigong immediately forgot what he said just now, and separated everyone and came to Li Muyun: "That's right, you only have so many people in your fief, how could you use so many."

Facing Yuchi, who was half a head taller than himself, Li Muyun put on an air of a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "If you don't use it once, there will be a second time, and a third time, you guys are the pillars of the Tang Dynasty, You wouldn’t do something like competing with the people for profit, would you?”

"I..." When it came to fighting for profit with the people, Yu Chigong was also a little timid, and said nothing but said nothing.

On the other hand, some civil servants said: "King Xiaoyao, I wonder if your method of making biogas can be taught?"

That's right, Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong's eyes lit up, they looked at each other left and right, sandwiched Li Muyun in the middle and said, "Yes, yes, boy, just tell me how you got this methane gas out."

"This is no problem." Li Muyun said with a smile: "Sixty percent of pigs, thirty percent of adults, plus some fermentation products, put them in a sealed pond to ferment for ten days. As for the waste, it will be more troublesome, at least It takes two to three months to produce."

"What? Pig's?" Cheng Yaojin opened his mouth wide, pondered in his mind, and narrowed his eyes: "Where can I get so much pig manure? Do I still have to let me raise pigs?"

"Ang, what else can I do." Li Muyun spread his hands and said, "I also built a pig farm, otherwise I wouldn't be able to produce methane gas."

A group of old guys looked at each other in blank dismay, no one was stupid to be able to hang out in the court for so long, they all had their own little Jiujiu in their hearts, and they all knew that they couldn't do what Li Muyun said.

Why?The reason is simple, the cost is too high!

Li Muyun raises pigs, because his subordinates support a large number of migrant workers, and the pigs can be used as non-staple food for internal digestion, so that he doesn't have to go out to buy additional vegetables.

Moreover, the workers under him are not short of money, and they can also digest some pork internally. If there is any leftover at this time, they will be sold on the market.

In this way, for Li Muyun, although he didn't make any money raising pigs, he didn't lose money either.

But other people are different. If they raise pigs, how to sell them is a big problem. After all, there is a problem of market saturation. There is so much meat on the market at once, and the common people cannot digest it at all.

It is unrealistic to say that self-production is self-consumption, because they don't have so many people under their command, and they can't eat too many pigs.

Even if they resign themselves to their fate and continue to raise them when they can't eat, the income generated from the methane and waste produced is not proportional to the investment. Even if the food production has increased, it is still much worse than the investment.

When it is not cost-effective to think about it, no one will naturally make such an investment.

Li Muyun looked at the ugly faces of everyone, knew that he might offend a lot of people this time, so he turned his eyes and said with a smile: "Actually, you don't have to worry, I have a way to solve your problem. "

"What way?" Cheng Yaojin asked in a muffled voice.

"Cooperation, as the saying goes, everyone gathers firewood, and the fire is high. Just imagine, if you can build a biogas digester alone, although the output is not enough, if the output is enough, the investment will be even greater. In this case, everyone can work together. Cooperate and disperse the investment, everyone will not spend much money, but they can get a normal return, so why not do it.”

"That's right. What this kid said makes sense, we can cooperate," Yu Chigong slapped his thigh and smiled happily.

Cheng Yaojin thought about it, and felt that this should be a good way, so he nodded and said: "If this is the case, then my old Cheng can also get such a thing in my hometown."

"Who said it wasn't? I was thinking just now that so many wastes were transported back to the fief. I'm afraid people who are not from my hometown will think I'm crazy. If we cooperate, we can indeed build a biogas pond in my hometown. .”

(End of this chapter)