The Black Tech Life of Scum

领导 "Leader, is it necessary to ban pig farms under 1,000 heads?"

"It must be banned. This is the red header file sent above. If there is no discussion, it must be implemented. We must now notify farmers to reduce losses and maintain stability!"

"Why?"

"Can there be any other reasons? Those small farms have low benefits, severe environmental pollution, and no ability to resist risks."

"Then if there is a farm that can achieve zero emissions and zero pollution?" The branch secretary drew a crumpled cigarette from the pocket of the sun suit, lighted it, took a sip, and said slowly, with a little humility on his face. .

"Impossible, how is it possible for small farms to do this?" Said the director of the big belly.

Then, he lowered his tone: "And, even if it is done, it is useless. The superior's instructions are the biggest. Do you think we need to make this rush?"

When I said this, the rosacea wrinkled.

也就是说 "In other words, no matter how small-scale farms still need to be banned?" The secretary asked, his voice trembling a little.

"Yes, we must follow the big steps unswervingly, and the order above must be completed anyway," the director gave a conclusion directly.

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小 Zhang Xiaofan They don't know at all that the farm they are trying to automate has reached the edge of being shut down.

The equipment is in good operation, and then everything is normal, maybe the pig's slaughter time will not be shortened as a result.

But the manpower paid for this can be reduced to a small extent.

Everyone is immersed in joy, because the effect is immediate;

When Zhang Xiaofan considered these issues, he wanted to show the most bright spots.

After the old Zhang answered a call, all the atmosphere changed.

"Our pig farm is going to be shut down." Zhang Jianjun said after dropping the phone.

His expression was serious and his hands were shaking.

I did n’t even think he would have such a result,

Decades of experience or knowledge, can not help him at this time.

He couldn't figure out what he had done. For so many years, he had been used as a model in the past.

How did you say it was banned?

How can I have to give an explanation?

What's wrong with raising fifty pigs?

"Is it forbidden for anyone to raise two or three pigs in a family? Is it irrational?"

Zhang Jianjun complained.

I complained and complained, and he also knew that this thing had no place to be reasoned, and his arms were not over his thighs.

So, in other words, all investment is a waste, of course, including the automation equipment that Zhang Yifan took great care of.

建 Zhang Jianjun knows very well that he invested more than 30,000 yuan (Zhang Xiaofan added some budget behind), it is estimated that it can return a few thousand yuan.

At this time, Zhang Jianjun considered how to stop loss.

Then, what to do next.

After the pig farm was wiped out, Zhang Yifan's organic fertilizer became a bubble, and the raw materials were gone. Then ...

What I care about is that Zhang Yifan finally managed to get back on track, and as a result, it was ...

What caused Zhang Jianjun to keep tangling is: What's wrong with this pig farm?

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Zhang Yifan was a little puzzled, Dad's performance was a little too excited,

Isn't it because the pig farm is not allowed to do it, or it is not allowed to deal with the pigs in the pig farm, it should be sold;

We ca n’t raise pigs, we can raise chickens and ducks;

And it saves some water. These birds are not as dirty as pigs. Even if you want to wash them, just wash your paws ...

But I can understand it after thinking about it. I have done it for so many years, not to mention that I have just invested money in it, and suddenly said that the pig farm was going to be shut down.

After the pig farm was transformed, there were basically no problems such as sewage discharge. At most, it was a little risky like epidemic prevention.

In theory, it should be accommodating, but it is not uncommon for people at the grassroots level to do everything across the board.

When I saw my dad like this, Zhang Yifan had nothing to persuade, and he was in a fire.

I finally managed to get something out of my face, and it turned out to be a dragon slaughter.

A group of people stood there, you looked at me, I looked at you, I didn't know what to do for a while, the joy before was suddenly poured cold water ...

So, Zhang Yifan ran to the field to pick a melon, took it back and broke it with a knife, not yet ripe ...

If he cuts out such a melon on weekdays, he will just throw it in the pigpen, but this will happen, and he can no longer give the old eyedrops .....

In the spirit of not wasting, he still cut the melon into several pieces, and then handed a slice to the fiery old Zhang,

He said to him, "What can I do, what can I do?" His mother handed one;

I finally handed a piece to Wang Beibei who was standing there stupidly ...

King Wang Beibei was also very polite, it was a big mouthful, and then: "Well, this melon is so sweet ..."

After I praised him, I continued to attack the pink watermelon ...

Zhang Yifan was still thinking whether Wang Beibei was harming himself. After all, this obviously unripe melon would not be so sweet at all, and no one would buy it in the market;

Looking at Wang Beibei's gobbling look, it doesn't seem to be a fake .....

In accordance with the melon I picked ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I also have to eat it to avoid being picked up by the old head to excuse me, Zhang Yifan brazenly picked up a piece of melon and took a bite.

what! !!

The mouth feels full of water and sweet, a kind of refreshing sweetness ...

It's not as greasy as the sand scoop, and it feels uncomfortable in the throat. Moreover, it chews a bit, and the taste is quite good ...

"You melon, how do you pick a raw melon to cut? Go out and don't tell anyone that your dad is a melon grower, I can't afford to lose this person ..." Lao Zhang looked at the melon in his hand and said.

"Everyone in the village knows it ..." Zhang Xiaofan replied.

This textbook-like answer is one of the roots of Zhang Xiaofan's usual scolding.

"You you ~~ you ~" The old Zhang pointed his head at Zhang Xiaofan, his mouth opened and closed. If there was no outsider like Wang Beibei, it would have been scolded.

Finally, the old man could only pick up the raw melon with a sullen head. After taking two bites, he asked, "This is the melon in our house?"

"Yes, didn't you see that I just picked it?" Zhang Xiaofan said, and threw a piece of melon skin that had been scooped into the pigpen.

"Uncle, can I get a melon and take it back later? This melon is delicious," said Wang Beibei, picking up a second slice of watermelon and whispering.

"Okay, why not? They are all home grown. If you like to eat them, take them back a bit, but let your aunt pick for you. Xiaofan can't do anything well, not even a melon ... "Said the old head.

Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes straight aside, afraid to refute, but could only bury his head in his hands.

He was also wondering, how many melons he eats this season, how did he suddenly become so delicious?