60s: I have a store

Chapter 397 Shocked Villagers

Zhou Yimin didn't expect that Zhou Dahui was quite knowledgeable about cars and could tell at a glance that the car in front of him was a Changjiang 750.

After Zhou Dahui had touched her enough, he drove his motorcycle home.

Seeing the car was about to leave, Zhou Dahui could only reluctantly let go of the hand that was caressing her.

After Zhou Yimin returned home, the old man was unable to walk after seeing the motorcycle.

All I can say is that no matter what period, no matter how old a man is, a man’s dream of riding a motorcycle is always there.

The old man quickly asked: "Yimin, whose motorcycle is this?"

After saying that, he stared at the motorcycle without blinking.

Yimin saw it and said, "Grandpa, do you want to come up? I'll take you for a ride."

"This motorcycle was given to me as a reward by the police station."

When the old man heard that it was a reward, he was very happy. It seemed that his grandson had made a great contribution again, otherwise he would not have rewarded him with a motorcycle.

Although the value of a motorcycle is not as high as that of a truck, it is not something that ordinary people can own.

The old man didn't hesitate and sat on it directly, even Grandma Zhou Yimin who had just left the house was not missed.

In this way, Zhou Yimin took his grandparents for a walk around the village.

The villagers were all shocked at once. They didn't expect Zhou Yimin to be so capable that he could ride a motorcycle.

When the villagers saw this, they couldn't move anymore.

When he saw a lot of people, the old man whispered, "Yimin, slow down, don't be in a hurry."

Zhou Yimin understood the old man's thoughts, and slowed down the already slow speed of the car even further, slower than riding a bicycle, but slightly better than walking.

Seeing that the old man and grandmother were still not satisfied, Zhou Yimin took them for a walk outside the village.

Before I knew it, I arrived at Shangshui Village, as the two villages are not far apart.

Zhou Yimin rode a motorcycle and attracted the villagers of Shangshui Village at once.

I even want to attract Village Chief Wang.

When Village Chief Wang saw Zhou Yimin riding a motorcycle, he immediately showed his envy.

You know, even the leaders of the commune don’t have this treatment when it comes to motorcycles!
"Yimin, what is this motorcycle?" asked Village Chief Wang?

"He helped the police station before, and then gave it to me as a reward." Zhou Yimin did not hide it.

These words shocked the village chief Wang. What kind of help had he given to deserve a motorcycle as a reward? However, Zhou Yimin did not elaborate, and he did not intend to ask. If he could have said it, he would have just said it.

"Village Chief Wang, what are you going to do about this?" Zhou Yimin asked.

I saw the villagers of Shangshui Village preparing to go into the mountains. Are they going hunting?
Even if we're hunting, we don't need so many people!

Village Chief Wang was a little helpless: "All the chickens that can be fed in the village have been fed. So I'm going to ask the villagers to go into the mountains to see if they can find anything to feed them."

When Zhou Yimin heard this, he realized that this was the case and blurted out, "Village Chief Wang, why don't you cultivate insects yourself? That way you don't have to go through so much trouble to find food for the chickens."

Village Chief Wang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly asked, "Yimin, you just said to cultivate insects, how should we do it?"

Moreover, he knew that Zhou Yimin would not say anything he was not sure about. If the problem of feeding chickens could really be solved, he would not have to worry so much.

Zhou Yimin didn't expect that he would tell the method seen by later generations in the fastest way. Now that he has said it, there is no need to hide it: "It is to use some things to breed worms, and then you can use the worms to feed chickens. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

When Village Chief Wang learned about this method, he was a little impatient: "Yimin, can you tell me in detail what can be done?" Zhou Yimin said: "There is a method of breeding insects with porridge. Choose three small plots of land, take turns to pour porridge on the ground, and then cover it with grass. After about two days, small insects will be born. Let the chickens take turns to eat the insects."

Upon hearing this proposal, Village Chief Wang looked embarrassed. Food is so precious now, isn't it a bit of a waste to use it to breed insects to feed chickens? If there is so much food, it would be better to feed the chickens directly with the food.

"Yi Min, is there any other way?"

"There is also the rice straw insect breeding method. First, dig a rectangular pit, cut the rice straw into 6-7 cm long segments, boil it in water for 1-2 hours, then take it out and pour it into the pit. Cover it with 6-7 cm thick sludge, and pour a basin of rice washing water every day. After about 8 days, insects will grow." Zhou Yimin also said.

He was quite satisfied with this solution and quickly expressed his gratitude: "Thank you very much, Yimin, for helping our village solve a big problem!" Village Chief Wang expressed his gratitude.

Zhou Yimin didn't care: "It's okay, as long as I can help Village Chief Wang."

"I'll go back first."

After saying that, he rode away from Sheungshui Village on his motorcycle.

After seeing Zhou Yimin leave, I couldn't help but find a few people to try the method Zhou Yimin had just mentioned.

Wang Jianhua and the others were a little puzzled. They didn't understand why the village chief asked them to cut the straw into lengths of six or seven centimeters.

However, since the village chief had called them, they had no choice but to do as they were told.

Find a large pile of straw and cut it into lengths of six or seven centimeters.

Village Chief Wang said, "Boil it in water for two hours."

"Then pour the cooked straw into the pit and cover it with a thick layer of mud."

Wang Jianhua nodded but did not ask what the point of doing this was.

Following the instructions of Village Chief Wang, the busy journey of boiling straw began.

After returning home quickly after the ride, the old man still felt a little unsatisfied and wanted to continue riding.

But Zhou Yimin's grandmother stopped him: "It's not enough to drive for so long! You're wasting oil."

The old man then remembered that motorcycles consume a lot of fuel, and immediately changed his mind: "It's so cold now, you'd better not go for a ride, be careful not to catch a cold!"

Zhou Yimin smiled. He didn't expect the old man to change his expression so quickly.

"Okay, no more."

Then park the motorcycle and follow him in.

I don't have to worry at all about whether the motorcycle will be stolen if it is parked outside.

Even if it is stolen, you won't run out of gas soon. It's not like in later times where you can just find any gas station to refuel. Now you need a gas ticket to refuel, otherwise you can't refuel.

If you sell it, you don't have to worry about it. I guess no one would dare to buy it. You can just give each person a peanut and send them away.

Soon Zhou Yimin was rewarded with a motorcycle, and the news quickly spread throughout Zhoujiazhuang.

Many villagers were very envious and wanted to sit on it.

Especially since he had just taken the old man and Zhou Yimin’s grandmother for a ride nearby.

There are many girls in the village. If they can marry Zhou Yimin, they can ride a motorcycle often.

But when I think about Zhou Yimin’s girlfriend, she is a serious college student and there is no comparison at all.

(End of this chapter)