Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The dinner is sumptuous, and there will definitely be no shortage of meat. After all, the family raises pigs, and now it is no longer like before, when the salt seller drank light soup. No one in the family will give in to him.

As the junior at the table, Yang Dongxu naturally stood up and poured wine for his grandfather, father, and uncle, and poured half a cup for himself. Although he had a good drinking capacity, he was still studying.

Ever since I was little, adults have said that you shouldn’t drink in school, as drinking is harmful to your brain. So in front of your father, you should exercise some restraint. Besides, it’s enough for the family to drink a little, and it’s not just to accompany relatives for fear of getting drunk.

After taking a sip of wine, everyone drove. Jiejie was holding a chicken leg in his hand and eating it deliciously. Yang Dongxu glanced at his uncle and asked, "What car are you planning to buy? Have you gone to see it?"

"A big truck." Shengli said excitedly without thinking.

"I know that when buying a big truck, there are several brands of trucks. Which brand do you choose? Which price range and load capacity do you choose? How many kilograms of work can you pull?"

"Of course, the bigger, the better. As for the money, it's better to be cheaper." Shengli is a little embarrassed to say that it is obvious that Yang Dongxu came back in person. It is estimated that the big brother's family may get the bulk of the money to buy the car.

Well, after asking for a long time, Yang Dongxu simply stopped asking: "Well, I'll call someone tonight and ask them what kind of car is good. Let's go and have a look tomorrow. It doesn't have to be too big, you can

Just pull four or five tons of cargo. Our roads here are not good, and if the load is too heavy, you won't be able to drive out even if you load it."

"The relationship is good, so I want this." Shengli raised the wine glass excitedly, and the aunt glared at him for several times to no avail. She drank it all in one gulp and subconsciously wanted to grab the bottle.

"Uncle, we can talk about buying a car and delivering goods. But you can't drink while driving. If you want to drink, wait until the goods are delivered and let my dad accompany you to drink well." Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows.

People nowadays obviously have no idea about drunk driving. Not only is it dangerous for my brother-in-law to drive when he is drunk, he also has a bad habit of finding trouble and fighting easily.

It seems a little better to have my aunt and grandparents at home, plus everyone from all over the country knows who he is, so I won't behave like him if I can. But if you go out, no one will know you, Shengli.

Who is it? It's just a trivial matter to cause trouble, such as losing cars or goods. People are likely to be damaged.

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't drink while driving, and don't drive after drinking. The coach has made my ears ring with the words." Shengli promised, patting his chest.

But such a guarantee obviously made people more uneasy. Yang Dongxu also knew that it would be useless to talk more now, so he could only explain it to Yinshan and the others who were following the car when the car was bought and delivered.

After dinner, Yang’s mother and aunt stayed at home to clean up the mess. Yang Dongxu accompanied his father and a few of them went to the pig farm to have a look. By the way, they brought some candies, tobacco, alcohol, etc. and distributed them to a few helpers.

The year is not festive.

But the Yang family doesn't care about these small coins. They give them away to win people's hearts. If the workers work harder, they will have everything. Besides, these helpers are also from nearby villages and have relatives around the corner. Naturally, they cannot be treated badly.

"Brother Xuzi, you are back. I said I wanted to go and play with you." Before leaving the village, Yang Dongxu saw Xiaoliang and others.

Da Liang and Xiao Wu, who are about the same age as him, went out to work at the beginning of the year. Only Xiao Liang and other children who are fifteen or sixty-five years old are left. The adults can rest assured and prepare to stay at home for another year before going out next year. They can also help out at home.

farm work.

In the afternoon, these half-grown boys wandered off somewhere and were not in the village. They were no longer hungry and ran back to have dinner. When they heard Yang Dongxu came back, they formed a group and prepared to go and play with him.

In the past, when we were naked, we all played together, and brothers rarely called each other brother or brother. They basically called each other by their first names. But as we got older, and Yang Dongxu was the only college student in the village, he naturally led the family.

With the repression of identity.

So in the past few years when he returned to the village, the younger ones would usually call him brother, and the older ones would hardly dare to make jokes with swear words when they played together. This made Yang Dongxu sigh. In his previous life, he

A single man, no matter whether he is older or younger, no one has ever been so polite to him.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Dongxu asked after seeing several people holding nets.

"Catching quails. Someone in the village recently bought this thing to fight with. Let's catch a few to join in the fun." Xiao Tao said with a smile.

Now that the corn has been basically torn off, leaving only the corn stalks still in the ground, and the red taro seedlings are almost wilting from the frost, it is a good time to catch quail.

Because it is cold at night, this thing is rubbed into the wheat straw pile. Use a big net to surround the wheat straw pile and it will be easy to catch. Or if you hear the cry of quail somewhere, a few people will just pull the net to cover it, and then lie on the net

Touch the child forward little by little.

"You guys go, I won't join in the fun anymore, I want to go to the pig farm to have a look." Yang Dongxu said, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and spreading them around: "You can have fun, but no money is required.

Yes, otherwise be careful that eldest father and second uncle will beat you up."

Fighting quails in winter was just a fun way to entertain people. Everyone used to be poor. So even if you added some bonuses during the fight, it was basically a trick to tease people, such as barking like a dog, or hopping on one foot. Later, life became better.

, just bet on peanuts or fried pumpkin seeds.

Nowadays, gambling is obviously all about money. In addition to mahjong and Pai Gow gambling, some small casinos also have quail fighting venues. If you win or lose a few dollars rationally to join in the fun, there are many losers who have lost all their money.

Xiaoliang's family's economy has improved a lot in recent years, so even if they don't go out to work, they still have some spare money. Yang Dongxu doesn't want them to get into gambling.

"Don't worry, we only sell quails and don't gamble." Xiao Tao smiled and lit the cigarette, waved to Yang Dongxu, and a few people pulled the net and ran to the red taro field outside the village. If you are lucky at this point, maybe

You can also catch wild rabbits and pheasants for the tooth festival.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After walking for about ten minutes, we arrived at the Yang family’s pig farm. Because we were afraid of affecting the life of the village, the pig farm was located more than a thousand meters away from the village.

Once out of the mortar field, no crops could grow on such land. In the past, it was basically abandoned and no one wanted it, so Father Yang went to the countryside to approve a note and rented this land.

I signed a contract for 30 years at once, paying 2,000 yuan a year, and more than 400 acres of mortar land for only 50 yuan per acre, which is very cost-effective. Currently, two pig farms have been built here, which accounts for

There are more than twenty acres of land, and much of it is vacant.

Walking into the pig farm, although Yang Dongxu has spent as much money as possible to make the pig farm more modern, the taste is still not very good, but it is still okay.

Although he already has a lot of money, he can buy the entire pig farm with just a fraction. But looking at the pigs ready to be slaughtered, he is still very happy and at ease in his heart. This sense of at ease is very direct, not in the bank.

The deposits are comparable.

The two pig farms now have about ten people to help, and they also feed two large wolf dogs in the yard. The authentic black back is a police dog that my grandpa bought after traveling to the city several times and spending a lot of money. He is very alert.

He is also very obedient. Once the big iron gate is closed at night, it is very safe. But even so, four people usually take turns to keep watch here at night.

"Who are our pigs sold to now?" Yang Dongxu asked.

"In the city's slaughterhouse, they send a truck to pull the pigs out for slaughter. But I have already asked, if we send them there ourselves, they will give us an extra 10 yuan as a subsidy for each pig. There are more than 100 pigs to be slaughtered this time. Wait for us

If we buy a truck, we can earn more than a thousand yuan just pulling pigs." The uncle said excitedly.

Looking at the excited uncle, Yang Dongxu didn't pour cold water on him. Earning more than a thousand at once was a lot, but the uncle obviously didn't think that a big truck would cost less than a hundred thousand, and a better one would cost around twenty.

Ten thousand.

Not to mention anything else, loading more than a hundred pigs into a car requires the help of someone. Even if the villagers come to help for free, they can give away cigarettes, alcohol, etc., or treat people to a meal, it will cost them two or three hundred at least.

Including the money spent on oil, it would be considered good to get six to seven hundred in the end. This does not include the wear and tear on the car and the labor costs at home.

"How much does the slaughterhouse pay per pound?"

"In the first half of the year, it was two yuan and nine cents. Now I have to pay three yuan and one cent. Everything has been going up recently. The price of pork on the street has gone up. There is no reason why the price of big pigs shouldn't go up. When I go to see the car tomorrow, I will

Go over and ask, if it's less, we won't sell him." The uncle said with confidence.

Although every household in rural areas now raises pigs, a family can only raise two pigs a year at most, which cannot meet the market demand. Some time ago, some butchers at meat stalls in the city could not get meat from the slaughterhouse, so they came directly to their homes and gave them two extra pigs.

I want long-term supply for cents per pound. But because I made an agreement with the slaughterhouse, I can’t sell them individually.

Therefore, if the slaughterhouse dares to lower the price, the Yang family will not have to worry about selling these big pigs for slaughter. Therefore, Shengli naturally has the confidence to speak. Of course, if the slaughterhouse can give the price, even if it is half a cent cheaper, it is better to sell it to the slaughterhouse.

Well, after all, you can pull all the animals out, so there is no other troublesome thing to worry about.

"What are you going to do with the wasteland outside? Didn't you say raising chickens before? Why are they still wasteland now?" Yang Dongxu asked.

"Didn't raising chickens pay attention to you at the beginning? We also felt very good about it. But who knew that setting up a pig farm was so troublesome. It took so long to sort it out. There was no time to do other things. If I had known better, I would have done it first

Rent the land for our pig farm, and then rent other land, and get one or two years of rent for free." Father Yang said with some distress.

Now the business in Yang's market has basically stopped, and everyone is at the pig farm, so they are barely busy. As for Yang Dongxu's suggestion of hiring more people, they directly rejected it.

Where is the land left uncultivated? How much does it cost in one or two years? How much does it cost to hire so many more people for one month's salary? How much does it cost in one or two years combined? After all this calculation, let the land remain uncultivated decisively. As for raising chickens in advance, what is the possibility?

The chickens haven’t even seen the more income they’ve gained, so money naturally doesn’t count.