Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

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Xu Qing was wearing a bamboo hat and holding a fishing rod, sitting on a horse tie by the fish pond, enjoying himself.

If you wear a coir raincoat on your body, you can perfectly pretend to be an ancient person.

There is an old saying called fishing for snow in the cold river alone, but unfortunately it is only August, and it is still early before the snow falls.

Wan Chongyang squatted at Xu Qing's feet and watched a few fish jumping up and down in a washbasin, and a little cheap hand always wanted to gesticulate at the fish in the washbasin.

"Uncle Xu, how many fish are there in this fish pond?" Wan Feng also squatted beside Xu Qing, watching the fish floats trembling in the fish pond.

It is around 5:30 in the afternoon, and it is the time when the fish come out to look for food. From time to time, some fish jump out of the water and show their heads on the water.

"It doesn't make much sense to release five thousand tails."

The fish in Xu Qing's fish pond are grass carp and crucian carp. A few thousand fish are really not very interesting. Even if one fish grows to two catties, these thousands of fish are only eight thousand catties.

The fish costs three or four cents a catty, and it can be sold for eighteen thousand yuan. After removing the cost of labor, Xu Qing can have four thousand five thousand yuan a year.

Xu Qing is around 60 years old this year. At his age, making 45,000 a year is actually not bad.

The income level in Jiangwei is relatively low. If you switch to the mountainous area in the north of Hongya, the income will be considerable.

"These fish can earn more than 5,000 yuan a year."

"Then why don't you change the way of doing business?" Wan Feng suggested.

Xu Qing was puzzled, "How to change a business model"

"You open the fish pond and let people come and fish casually. Be careful to only fish with rods, not with nets."

"Then I won't be Lei Feng?"

"Haha, you are quite humorous, you charge, you charge by the hour."

"How to charge by the hour"

"It doesn't matter how much you charge for an hour. The fish they catch belongs to them and can be taken away. You only charge for the location of the fishing, for example, two yuan an hour. If there are people who fish here all day, you can get a discount. Twenty dollars."

Fishing is addictive. Some people spend a whole day fishing by the river.

Compared with 100 yuan a day in later generations, 20 yuan an hour is not cheap now.

Xu Qing still didn't understand.

"You can do the math. If there are an average of ten people fishing a day, and one person counts as a whole day, you can earn 200 yuan a day, and you can earn 6,000 yuan a month. You sell fish in autumn, you don’t need to pump water to catch fish to make a living, the only thing to do is to sprinkle fish fry in the fish pond when the season comes.”

Xu Qing finally figured out "Can this work?"

"I'll know if it's okay or not. As long as there are enough fish in your fish pond, as long as these people can catch fish, are you afraid that no customers will come to your door? Haven't you seen people fishing by the Inna River?"

"The Inna River doesn't cost a penny."

"Hehe, then they have to fall into the trap."

Wanfeng of the Inna River went fishing twice when he lived in Xiaoshutun in his last life, in the deep water upstream of the rubber dam.

You can see that there are a lot of fish that are biting the hook by the float, but they just can't catch them, and they are all troubled by young fish.

In the two fishing trips, few fish were caught at all.

I haven't fished since then.

"Listen to my gesticulations. If some people think that 20 yuan a day is too much or the fishing time is not long, you can charge it at 2 yuan an hour. No matter how long he fishes, if it is enough for an hour, you will be charged." Charge for an hour."

Anyway, Wan Feng gave him the idea, and it's none of Wan Feng's business whether he does it or not.

Wan Feng pulled up his son who was always trying to touch fish in the washbasin with his small hands, "When you bite your hand, you don't want to stretch your claws in. It's time to go home for dinner. Brother You is gone."

Putting his son into the car, Wan Feng still held his daughter in one hand and drove the car home, put You Shuiping down at the door of You Shuiping's house, and then returned home.

What Wan Feng worried about finally appeared.

"Unexpectedly, reading is also very interesting. No wonder some people read books every day.

I will also read books every day in the future. "

How can there be a sense of the end of the world when these words come out of Luan Feng's mouth? Could it be that the earth is going to change its revolution direction and the sun is going to come out from the west?

Isn't this guy addicted to seeing his own soldier king?

Someone's heart skipped a beat.

Someone's prediction was confirmed. Comrade Luan Daxia, who can't open his eyes after reading a book, is actually addicted to reading it.

After eating, Zhang Xuan coaxed Wan Yu to sleep and then turned his eyes on someone to discharge electricity.

Luan Feng also looked tender and affectionate. look.

Someone has a bad feeling.

"Let me declare first, you two don't even think about making dumplings, I'm old now, I'm not young anymore"

"Bah, you're old at thirty, you're still a man, aren't you?"

"If you promise to write another chapter tonight, we will not make it difficult for you." Zhang Xuan was gentle like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Wan Feng is a bit regretful now that he went to write a book. Isn’t this looking for eggplants without eggs?

If you write about yourself, you can write 6,000 words. Why do you work so hard?

"I can't write it, I can write it tomorrow, I promise to write a chapter a day."

"It's only one chapter, so when do you have to write it?"

Wan Feng rolled his eyes and patted Luan Feng on the face, "You two look up, and your mouth is so simple, come and write a chapter, let me see, if you can write a chapter, I'm going to risk two chapters tonight."

Luan Feng definitely didn't dare to accept the offer. When Wan Feng was in Longjiang, he wrote a 200-character letter with more than 90 typos.

At this level, if you are a writer, you must be sprayed to death.

Zhang Xuan has some ideas, and she has this level, but for a person like her who has not been baptized in Internet literature, it is impossible for her to write a chapter of 2,000 words in two hours.

Zhang Xuan really planned to make gestures, so she asked Wan Feng if it was okay to write about love.

"Can you write long? Internet literature is very long. If you want to write 30,000 to 20,000 words, don't write it. There are not enough public chapters."

"But how to write long"

"Nonsense. For example, if you want two young men and women to come together, you can't write that they fall in love at first sight and then get married with a marriage certificate. That's so boring. You have to create conflicts and conflicts for them. For example, the family disagrees, no There is no money in the house and a third party intervenes. There is some kind of misunderstanding between the two parties. It is best to have a woman jump into the river and the man hangs himself or something. Of course he can’t die. Vegetative state for several months."

Isn't that how TV shows in the last life were played?

Both Zhang Xuan and Luan Feng were dumbfounded.

There is also this operation

"How about it, get it, study hard, don't look down on online literature, there is a lot of knowledge in it. Alright, you two go figure it out, I'm going to bed."

Wan Feng yawned and went to sleep with his daughter in his arms.

Rebirth: New Farmers in the 1980s

Rebirth: New Farmers in the 1980s