The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Dinner is rich, and there will definitely be no shortage of meat. After all, the family raises pigs, so it’s no different now than before, those who sell salt drink light soup. There is no one in the family who bends his mouth.

As a junior at the table, Yang Dongxu naturally stood up, poured wine for his grandfather, father, and uncle, and poured half a glass for himself. Although he can drink well, he is still in school.

Since I was a child, people have said that I can't drink alcohol when I go to school, because drinking alcohol hurts my brain. So in front of my father, I should restrain myself a little bit. Besides, it’s enough for the whole family to drink, and it’s not just to accompany relatives for fear that they won’t get drunk.

After taking a sip of the wine, everyone drove, Jiejie was eating a chicken drumstick in his hand. Yang Dongxu glanced at his uncle and asked, "What car are you going to buy, have you gone to see it?"

"Big truck." Shengli said excitedly without even thinking about it.

"I know that when buying a big truck, there are several brands of trucks. Which brand do you choose, as well as which price and load do you choose, that is, how many kilograms of work can you choose?"

"Of course, the bigger the better. The cheaper the money, the better." I was a little embarrassed to say that Victory here, obviously Yang Dongxu came back in person, and it is estimated that the big brother's family may get the bulk of the money for the car.

Well, after asking for a long time, Yang Dongxu simply stopped asking: "Well, I'll call someone at night to see what kind of car is good. Let's go and have a look tomorrow. It doesn't have to be too big, you can It’s fine to pull four or five tons of cargo. The roads here are not good, and you can’t drive out if you load too much cargo.”

"The relationship is good, so I want this." Shengli raised his wine glass excitedly, but the aunt glared at him 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 pulling goods. But you can't drink while driving. If you want to drink, let my dad accompany you to drink after the goods are delivered." Yang Dongxu frowned.

Drunk driving is something that people nowadays obviously don't have much idea about, and not to mention the danger of my uncle driving while drunk, there is another bad problem that is that it is easy to find trouble and fight.

It's better to have my aunt and grandparents at home, and everyone from all over the world knows who he is, so if you can let him go, you won't be like him. But if you go out, no one will know who you are, Shengli. A troubled car and lost goods are trivial things, and people are likely to be broken.

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't drink while driving, don't drive while drinking. The coach is making my ears callous." Shengli patted his chest and promised.

But such a guarantee is obviously even more worrying. Yang Dongxu also knew that it would be useless to talk now, and he could only wait for the car to be bought and sold, and explain to Yinshan and the others who followed the car.

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, I brought some candies, cigarettes, alcohol, etc., and distributed them to a few helpers, although it is not a holiday.

But the Yang family didn't care about the small money, and sent it out to win people's hearts. Workers can have everything if they work hard. Besides, these helpers are also from the nearby villages, and they have relatives around the corner, so they can't treat them badly.

"Brother Xu Zi, you're back, I said I'm going to play with you." Before leaving the village, Yang Dongxu saw Xiao Liang and the others.

Da Liang and Xiao Wu went out to work at the beginning of the year when they were about the same age as him. Only Xiaoliang and these fifteen and sixteen-year-old children and adults are assured to stay at home for another year and then go out next year, and they just happen to be able to help out with some farm work at home.

In the afternoon, these half-grown boys didn't know where they went wild, not in the village. Not hungry anymore, ran back to have dinner and heard Yang Dongxu came back, and formed a team to find him to play.

We used to play together when we were bare buttocks, and the brothers rarely called brother or brother, basically they called by name. But as he got older, and Yang Dongxu was the only college student in the village, he was naturally depressed by his identity.

So in the past few years when he went back to the village, those who were younger than him would basically call him brother, and when the older ones basically played together, they didn't dare to make jokes with dirty words or anything. This made Yang Dongxu sigh in his heart. He was a bachelor in his previous life, no matter if he was older or younger, no one had 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 for fighting and playing, let's catch a few to join in the fun." Xiao Tao said with a smile.

Now the corn is basically broken off, leaving only the corn stalks in the ground, and the red taro seedlings are nearly wilted by the frost. It is a good time to catch quail.

Because it was cold at night, this thing rubbed against the straw stack. It is easy to catch the straw stack with a big net. Or when they heard the cry of quail, a few people directly pulled the net to cover it, and then lay down on the net and touched forward a little bit.

"You guys go, I won't join in the fun, I have to go to the pig farm to have a look." Yang Dongxu said, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and dispersed them for a few people: "You can play, don't come for money." Yes, otherwise be careful that Daddy and Second Uncle will beat you up."

Quail fighting is nothing to do in winter, and everyone is poor in the past. Therefore, even if you add a little bit of color to the fight, it is basically a game of tricking people, such as barking like a dog, or jumping on one foot. Later, when life got better, I gambled on peanuts or fried pumpkin seeds.

But now it's all about gambling. In addition to mahjong and Pai Gow gambling, some small casinos also specialize in quail fighting. Rational winners and losers join in the fun with a few dollars, and there are not a few losers above who have no money.

Xiaoliang and his family have improved a lot in recent years, so even if they didn't go out to work, they still have two spare cash in their hands. Yang Dongxu didn't want them to suffer from gambling problems.

"Don't worry, we only sell quail and don't gamble." Xiao Tao smiled and lit his cigarette, waved to Yang Dongxu, and several people ran to the red taro field outside the village with a net. If you are lucky at this point, you may be able to catch wild rabbits and pheasants and other tooth-beating sacrifices.

After walking for about ten minutes, I came to Yang's pig farm, because I was afraid of affecting the life of the village. So the pig farm chose a mortar field more than 1,000 meters away from the village, and such land does not grow crops. In the past, it was basically deserted and no one wanted it, so Dad Yang went to the village to approve a note and rent the land.

I signed a contract for 30 years at once, 2,000 yuan a year, more than 400 acres of mortar land, and 50 yuan per mu is very cost-effective. At present, two pig farms have been built here, which only occupy more than 20 mu of land, and many of them are vacant.

Walking into the pig farm, although Yang Dongxu has tried his best to spend money to make the pig farm more modern. But the taste is still not very good, but barely ok.

Although he is already rich, he can buy the entire pig farm for a small fraction. But looking at the pigs waiting to be slaughtered, he was still very happy and at ease. This sense of steadfastness is very straightforward, and it is not comparable to deposits in the bank.

The two pig farms now have more than a dozen people to help, and two big wolf dogs are fed in the yard. The authentic black back is the police dog my grandpa bought after spending a lot of money in the city several times. Very vigilant and obedient, it is very safe to close the big iron gate at night. But even so, there are usually four people taking turns watching the night here.

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

"At the slaughterhouse in the city, they send a car to pull it out. But I have already asked, if we send it over by ourselves, they will give a subsidy of 10 yuan per pig. This time there are more than 100 pigs to be slaughtered. Wait for us We can earn more than 1,000 yuan just by pulling pigs.” The uncle said a little excitedly.

Looking at the excited uncle, Yang Dongxu didn't pour cold water on him. Earning more than one thousand at once is a lot, but my uncle obviously didn't want to say more than one hundred thousand for a big truck, and a better one would cost two hundred thousand.

Not to mention more than a hundred pigs, they were all loaded into the car, and it was necessary to ask for help. Even if people from the village come to help without money, give away cigarettes and alcohol, or treat someone to a meal, at least two or three hundred will be gone. Adding in the money for burning oil, it is not bad to get six or seven hundred in the end. This is not counting the wear and tear of this car and the labor cost of my own.

"How much does the slaughterhouse pay per catty?"

"It was two yuan and nine cents in the first half of the year, but now I have to give three yuan and one. 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 should not be raised. 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 confidently.

Although every family in rural areas now raises pigs, they only raise two pigs a year at most, which cannot meet the demand of the market at all. Some time ago, some butchers at the meat stalls in the city couldn’t get meat from the slaughterhouse, so they went directly to the door and gave them an extra 20 cents per catty for long-term supply. But because we agreed with the slaughterhouse, we didn't sell them individually.

Therefore, if the slaughterhouse dared to lower the price, these big pigs from the Yang family would not have to worry about selling them. Therefore, Shengli's speech naturally has the confidence. Of course, if the price is given by the slaughterhouse, it will be even half a cent cheaper. It is better to sell to the slaughterhouse, after all, as much as the slaughter can be pulled over, there is no other troublesome things to worry about.

"What are those wastelands outside going to do? Didn't they mention raising chickens before, why are they still deserted?" Yang Dongxu asked.

"Didn't raising chickens be your attention at the beginning? We also feel pretty good. But who knew that setting up a pig farm is so troublesome, and it took so long to straighten it out. How can I have time to be busy with other things. If you knew it, you would have done it first." Rent the land of our pig farm, and then rent the other ones, and pay rent for one or two years." Father Yang said with some distress.

Now the business in the Yang family market has basically stopped, and everyone is on the side of the pig farm, so they are barely busy. As for Yang Dongxu's suggestion to hire more people, they directly ruled it out.

Where is the wasteland? How much does it cost in a year or two? How much is the monthly salary for so many people? How much is one or two years added together? Such a calculation decisively leaves the land barren. As for the possibility of raising chickens in advance to get more income, the chickens haven't seen it yet, so the money naturally doesn't count.