Portable Museum

Chapter 52. Remarks. Mechanized Pig Raising

"I know, I arranged for someone to come here. I bought [-] tons of fertilizer for the farm today, but I owe a lot of favors.

From now on, I will count on you, Uncle Chen, to raise a few more pigs so that I can return the favor. "Zhang Junping smiled and clinked a glass with Chen Fusheng, and made a half-true joke.

"Then you have to get some reinforced concrete for Uncle Chen so I can build a big pigsty."

"Uncle Chen, if you want to raise more pigs now, it is not a problem that can be solved by building a big pigsty.

What you should consider is how to mechanize pig raising.

The country has been advocating agricultural mechanization, think about it, if you come up with a mechanized pig raising..." Zhang Junping nodded with a smile.

You don't need a heavy hammer to beat the drum, it depends on whether Chen Fusheng can understand it.

"Eldest nephew, please tell Uncle Chen what is going on with the mechanization of pig raising?" Chen Fusheng is a shrewd person, and he immediately heard the meaning of Zhang Junping's words.

This matter is definitely up to the mark, and the mechanization of pig raising has really come out. Let alone the advanced farm, the advanced city can compete.

"If you want to mechanize pig farming, you have to study and understand that those places restrict the development of pig farms."

"There is not enough manpower, and now the pig farms are running continuously, and we will be too busy to increase the number of live pigs.

Unless manpower can be increased. "

"That's clear, then you should study again, which tasks are the most labor-intensive, and what kind of machinery can be used to replace them. We don't have any in China, so we can figure it out by ourselves."

"Speaking of raising pigs, the most labor-intensive and time-consuming tasks are feeding and cleaning up pig manure.

But you are trying to make things difficult for us, big nephew, thinking about machines that can replace human power.

I'm better than your dad, and I know a few more words than your dad. I'm a rough guy, so I know how to figure out the machinery for raising pigs! "

"Uncle Chen, this mechanical invention has nothing to do with literacy, it relies on the unfettered imagination.

Before many inventions were invented, most people thought they were unreliable and just wild ideas.

You can call all the pig farmers together to discuss what method can save labor and effort.

All I can say here is to help you get what you need.

As for what you need specifically, it's up to you to think carefully about it yourself. "Zhang Junping picked up his wine glass and touched Chen Fusheng again, ending the topic.

Zhang Junping has already said very clearly, you can figure out what kind of machine you want, I will help you get it, you can't let me help you think about it, right?
After sending Chen Fusheng away, the excitement of the parents and Zhang Jun'an has not passed.

They are all imagining what will happen after moving to the field department.

"Mom and Dad, let me tell you something. I plan to help you with the errands of the logistics department and the Women's Federation."

"What? Does it affect you? Then push it away! I've been raising pigs for more than 20 years, and I'm used to it. If I really don't allow them, I'm still not used to it." Father Zhang was taken aback, then laughed.

There was just a trace of loss in the corner of his eyes.

This trace of loss makes the father's love seem so real.

Even if I want to go again in my heart, it may involve my son, but I still hide the thought of going.

"Dad, it's not what you think!" Zhang Junping said with a smile: "The logistics department is a good place, the work is not heavy, and the benefits are good.

But, Dad.

You are illiterate, and your eyes are dark when you go to the logistics office, what can you do?It also allows you to be the team leader responsible for the supply of production materials.

Those people in the field department are smarter than monkeys with hair on them, so don't let people get tricked anymore! "

"Really, then I won't go, I will raise pigs at home!" Father Zhang nodded in agreement

"Dad, don't worry, I'm not saying you won't go to the field department, we can't refuse his kindness.

Instead of going to the logistics department, we can go somewhere else.

I'll talk to Nie Xinghua early tomorrow morning to see if there is a job that is more suitable for you and my mother.

As for Yuzhi, it is not a problem to go to the trade union. Yuzhi also graduated from high school, so she went to the trade union to study more, and she will have a chance to improve in the future. "

As soon as she heard that she could go to work in the trade union, Zhao Yuzhi showed a happy smile on her face, "Brother, you have experienced a lot outside, and you have seen a lot. We will listen to you how to do it."

Zhang Junping secretly laughed, if you are not allowed to work in the trade union, would you still listen to me?
I thought so, but I couldn't say it.

Finally comforting his parents and Zhang Jun'an, Zhang Junping secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

I couldn't help but think in my heart, it would have been fine in the [-]s.

Simply let the parents contract the pig farm.

I found a way to get a set of mechanized pig raising equipment from abroad. Large-scale breeding in the early stage of reform and opening up is still very promising.

But now I can only think about it. The Chinese people pay attention to the right time, place and people when doing things. Now it is a wrong time.

Early the next morning, before dawn, my parents got up, and the family went to the pig farm to get busy.

I'm going to meet my in-laws today, but the pigs still have to be fed.

After all, the parents hadn't been transferred yet, so they had to work.

Clean the pigsty once, first use a shovel to load and push away the pig manure, then rinse the pig manure in the pigsty with a water hose, and finally use a broom to sweep away the water.

This is the end of life.

After cleaning the pigsty, the pig feed must be mixed.

Four people, Zhang Junping, worked hard for more than an hour to mix the feed for one hundred pigs.

Feed the pigs, it's already [-]:[-] in the morning.

When she got home, Zhao Yuzhi had already prepared breakfast.

The four of them worked hard, washed up, changed into new clothes, and then began to eat.

"Pingzi, do you still smell like pig manure on me?" Mother Zhang was a little nervous, and asked Zhang Junping over and over again during the meal if she smelled like pig manure on her body.

"No! Your body smells good. It smells like soap and shampoo." Zhang Junping suppressed a smile and confirmed it over and over again.

After dinner, the parents and Zhang Jun'an took the child to the intersection and took a car into the city.

Zhang Junping's three-wheeler can't take so many people, so he just took the bus.

Red Star Farm has buses to the urban area, four times a day, very convenient.

"Mom and Dad, when you arrive, go to the house and wait for me first, let's go to the restaurant together." After Zhang Junping explained, he rode to the field department.

When he arrived at the field department, Zhang Junping went around the yard that Chen Fusheng mentioned.

The location is very good, and the yard is well preserved. You can move in directly when you move here.

It was only [-]:[-] at this time, and the field department had just started work.

Zhang Junping and Nie Xinghua walked into the office almost one after another.

"Xiao Zhang, why are you here so early? What's the matter?"

"Uncle Nie, I won't go around in circles with you anymore. I heard that you are going to transfer my dad to the logistics department to be the team leader of some kind of production material supply?" Zhang Junping asked straight to the point.

"Hehe, Xiao Zhang, you are well-informed about this news.

There is such a thing, I talked to Director Pan yesterday, no, I am going to file documents today.

The keys are also handed over to your parents. "Nie Xinghua thought Zhang Junping was here to thank him, and said with a smile.

"Uncle Nie, is this your proposal, or Director Pan's proposal?" Zhang Junping asked calmly.

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