Song Qingyun continued, if you take this chicken back and raise it, you will see the results in a few months. If you raise it well, do you know how many eggs you can lay in a year? One hundred and eighty ones. If you lay thirty chickens, will your food and clothing problem be solved?

Chen Changqing shook his head and replied, "I have no problem with eating and dressing now. The country needs to take care of it, and you poverty alleviation cadres need to take care of it."

Song Qingyun said, but our poverty alleviation cadres are finding a way to get rid of poverty for you, not just relief. Besides, you are not a disaster victim, so you always ask for money and food for the country, aren’t you embarrassed?

Chen Changqing's eyes bulged: "I'm almost starving to death. The country sends me money and food. Why am I embarrassed? Am I stupid?"

"Brother, you can't say that." Song Qingyun continued to do his ideological work and said, yes, yes, out of humanitarian care, the country cannot ignore you. But now, isn't the superiors demanding targeted poverty alleviation? It's better to help yourself than help others. How much can the country provide for you every year? One thousand or two thousand? Feed the chickens and earn more money in a year. The truth can be straightened out and the scale of breeding can be expanded.

There are thirty chickens now, what if you raise 300 chickens? That year, you will earn tens of thousands of yuan, which is worth going out to work.

In the end, he was very thoughtful.

Chen Changqing snorted: "I am in poor health. I am just an old man in my twilight years. I really don't have the strength to raise chickens. Besides, I have to feed them with food. I don't even have anything to eat, so what should I raise them?"

"You are still in a twilight year?" Looking at his long-haired and young face, Song Qingyun was both angry and funny.

"Long-hearted, do you raise me?" Chen Jianguo next to him cursed his mother: "You have sent things, and you have to collect them if you don't collect them, otherwise you will be against the two committees or against me, Chen Jianguo. Next time my superiors come to visit the poor households, I won't collect them to you."

He just pushed the chicken with Song Qingyun and was sweating all over. He was anxious and just wanted to get a job early so that he could go home and take a shower and change his clothes.

Hongshi Village is one of the famous poor villages in W City. During festivals, leaders of various units in the city will come to visit poor households. As for which one to go, it is generally decided by the cadres of the village committees to give real benefits to the hands of the needy people in need.

After hearing what he said, Chen Changqing panicked and laughed: "Chen Wenshu, you can't write two words Chen in one stroke. Speaking of which, we are still relatives, you have to call me brother. Okay, I raise it, can't I raise it?"

Chen Jianguo: "Your attitude is right. Not only do you have to raise it, but you also have to raise it well. You have to see eggs at the end of the year."

Suddenly, Chen Changqing's eyes rolled and said, "How about giving me all these chicken seedlings, I'll cover them all."

"You've taken care of everything, what else can others raise? You are not the only one in the village who is a poor household."

"Chen Wenshu, am I actively cooperating with Secretary Song's work? The secretary just said that I would like to expand the scale of breeding. I might as well feed him a hundred pieces, so that there will be dozens of eggs every day, so that I will get rid of poverty?"

Chen Jianguo shook his head: "No, I don't think you are kind."

Chen Changqing cried out: "Chen Wenshu, why don't you trust individuals?"

"You are not worthy of trust."

Seeing the two of them quarreled, Song Qingyun interrupted them: "Okay, there are ninety chickens left, I can make the decision to give you Chen Changqing. I am very pleased that you can get rid of poverty."

Chen Changqing suddenly changed his mind and wanted to do something big, Secretary Xiao Song was very surprised.

If this famous sleeping god can successfully get rid of poverty, the power of role models will be infinite. Maybe this precise poverty alleviation will open up the situation?

Chen Changqing: "Thank you, Secretary, thank you."

"Do you have the confidence to maintain it?"

"We farmers must be well raised. Other things are not good, but farming and raising poultry and livestock is unbearable." Chen Changqing slapped his chest.

After leaving Chen Changqing's house, Chen Jianguo said: "Secretary Song, don't trust this person too much. I always think he is doing something. Otherwise, why would he not accept it at first, but then he suddenly changed his temper and wanted to do it quickly."

Song Qingyun: "Chen Wenshu, you must believe in individuals. People will change. People are born to yearn for a better life and will not be content with poverty. As the saying goes, heaven is strong, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement."

He thought to himself, maybe I did a good job in my ideological work and I have this talent.

Secretary Xiao Song said, and Chen Jianguo took out his pen and notebook to make a record: "Secretary Song, is Tianxingjian's health a building or a healthy health?"

Song Qingyun: "Healthy and healthy."

"I think it should be the construction of the construction... By the way, Secretary Song and Chen Changqing collected all the chicken seedlings. What should I do if the other two poor households?"

"Then I'll buy a little more, of course, the more people I raise, the better. I want the chickens and dogs in Hongshi Village to smell each other and the eggs are fragrant." Song Qingyun slapped the front of the chicken bus heavily, and his heart was fierce.

After returning to the village committees, he called Liu Shuqing to ask about the chicken.

When Liu Shuqing heard that he wanted to buy another hundred chickens, he was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he gave him an address and contact number, saying that if you buy it yourself, the manufacturer would not help you deliver it and would pay for the gas.

Song Qingyun: "Okay, I'll buy it myself next time I go back to the city. By the way, Lao Liu, do you have any books on breeding technology? I'll borrow a few books to learn."

"No."

"Don't be so straightforward. How could you, an agronomist, an animal husbandry expert, not have a professional book?"

"How many chickens do you raise? What skills do you need? Just let them go to the mountains. It's not intensive breeding, so you won't get sick. Also, I have collected my books for many years. What should I do if I lend them to you? What should I do if I lose them? I won't borrow books from scholars, so I won't say anything."

"Lao Liu, you have a problem with your temper, it's a big problem."

"I'm so angry, what's wrong? Song Qingyun, I won't lend you the book. However, you can send a copy of the information." Liu Shuqing said that their alma mater scanned the textbooks and professional materials into documents and asked the alumni to download them themselves.

He also copied a complete set and sent a copy of the laying hen breeding information later.

Song Qingyun was very happy: "The relationship is good. I am really not used to reading physical books now. When I was reading, I lie on the bed with my cell phone in my hand. How comfortable it is!"

...

When Song Qingyun and Chen Jianguo left, Chen Changqing started to fight.

He was killing chickens, killing the ninety little chickens, and preparing to have a delicious dinner.

Yes, each small chick is only two taels in weight, and it is estimated that it is only less than one tael after peeling and removing internal organs, but it cannot resist the large number!

He also tried hard, grabbed the chicken seedlings and chopped off his head, tore it off with his hands, and quickly filled a pot with a full pot.

Next, Chen Changqing stole a few cucumbers from his neighbor's house, picked some coriander, onions, ginger, and pepper, and cooked a large pot of food for the whole day.

Before I could say that the chicken was so tender that it melted in my mouth. I rinse it with a mouthful of corn wine to make my stomach feel indescribable.

Just as he was enjoying it, a man broke in: "Uncle San, it's so delicious. What kind of dish, sparrows, and protecting animals, do you dare to eat it?"

Chen Changqing looked up and saw that it was his nephew Chen Xin.

He scolded: "It's a joke. I remember that sparrows were the four evils back then. They were arrested and killed and rewarded. When will they become protected animals? Could it be that they will arrest me and go to jail?"

"The times have changed. Uncle San. This thing is really a protective animal. Although you won't be arrested for jail after eating it, it is inevitable to criticize and educate the fine."
Chapter completed!