Chapter 475 The villain's daughter in the 1960s (15)
Now, for this batch of seedling watermelons, the county has agreed to several of Zhao Yuanhua's requests. The only request is that if the watermelons in their village grow well this time, they will cover next year's watermelon seeds.
As for the pigs, they will also contact the meat factory to give priority to the pigs in their village.
In order to make a profit on the village's books next year, Zhao Yuanhua also has to plant the watermelons this time.
I was originally worried that I wouldn't know where to buy watermelon seeds next year, but now the seeds are available and the market is secure.
Zhao Yuanhua felt that the stage had been set up for him. If he was still timid, was he still a man?
Shi Jiang didn't expect that the captain, who seemed to be such an honest person, could actually have multiple concerns.
However, with this guarantee from the county, life in the village will definitely be much easier.
The villagers heard the announcement from the brigade leader on the loudspeaker, saying that the county had allocated funds to raise pigs and grow watermelons, and that the county would find a way to collect the pigs and watermelons they raised.
Hearing the news, everyone was excited.
After all, at first everyone thought it was Shi Jiang who encouraged the captain to do such unreliable things.
Now that the higher authorities have issued a notice, this proves that the county also recognizes Shi Jiang's opinion.
This made Shi Jiang's popularity explode again in the village.
Not only the people working in the fields greeted Shi Jiang with a smile when they saw her, but even the talkative woman before also had a smile on her face when she saw her.
Everyone was in high spirits and kept this excitement until the watermelon was ripe a few months later.
After all, these watermelon seeds are the improved ones that Shi Jiang took out of his own bag.
A watermelon weighs twenty to thirty kilograms. After being cut open, it is juicy and juicy inside, and tastes sandy and sweet. The sweetness is not much worse than that of honey.
After Zhao Yuanhua took a bite of the watermelon, his eyes widened.
In his more than 40 years of life, this was the first time he had eaten such delicious watermelon.
I couldn't bear to eat most of the remaining food, so I put it directly in the basket, rode my bicycle, and headed straight to the county.
When Zhao Yuanhua said that the watermelon was ripe, he brought it to them specially for them to taste. Seeing his excitement, the county did not refuse much. After all, they had lent Zhao Yuanhua another sum of money a few months ago to raise pigs.
Planting watermelons.
If this watermelon is really good, we can keep growing it in the future, and then we won’t have to worry about these poor teams asking the county to borrow money.
After all, no matter how much money you have, you can’t afford to build it like this!
However, as soon as this watermelon was eaten, everyone's eyes widened.
With this sweetness and moisture, it is definitely a good melon!
"Captain Zhao, if what you grow this time is of this quality, you will definitely be able to sell it at a good price!"
The batch of watermelons originally ordered from Zhao Yuanhua's village were planned by the county to be used as welfare points for the unit, which can be regarded as a poverty alleviation brigade.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuanhua really grew good melons.
In this way, welfare matters must be put aside first and then discussed.
These watermelons have to be sent to the market for sale.
Hearing what the county said, Zhao Yuanhua's eyes narrowed as he smiled.
Even if it costs two cents a pound, a watermelon like this costs five or six yuan!
The watermelon grown in the village this time is considered a bumper harvest.
One acre is about seven thousand kilograms, and the sandy land by the river is almost three acres. In this way, a total of more than twenty thousand kilograms of watermelon can be harvested.
In other words, the watermelons grown this time can be sold for more than 5,000 yuan.
With these more than 5,000 yuan in the village, not only can the county repay the famine loans it has borrowed over the years, but it can also earn more than 2,000 yuan.
What's more, in addition to the working pigs, the village also raises fifty pigs, waiting to be sold to the county's meat factory next year!
Because he promised the villagers in the village that the children would be given one work point for each basket of pigweed, so the pigs in the village did not have to worry about running out of pigweed.
By the end of the year, he will weigh one hundred twenty or thirty pounds.
The fee for weighing pigs in a meat joint factory is about 40 cents per catty. One pig is 50 yuan, and fifty pigs is 2,500 yuan.
In other words, by the end of the year, the village's account will have a surplus of at least nearly 5,000 yuan.
This was something that hadn't happened in so many years. Zhao Yuanhua was making calculations in his heart, and he was so happy that his old face burst into laughter.
After making an appointment with the county to pick melons, Zhao Yuanhua hurried back again.
Within a few days, the county sent a truck to pick the first batch of watermelons and transport them back.
Because the watermelons are big and sweet, as soon as the second batch of watermelons ripened, the county couldn't wait to send another truck to pick them.
Within a month, all the watermelons in the field were picked.
After the watermelons in the field were gone, Zhao Yuanhua called Shi Jiang again, and Shi Jiang asked him to plant Chinese cabbage.
When the Chinese cabbage is ready to be harvested, it has just been frosted. Cut the Chinese cabbage and make it into pickles after drying, which is the most delicious.
Then the village divided the meat, and used the delicious pickles and the fried and fragrant pork belly to make a pot. With the soup, you can have a bowl of rice.
In the blink of an eye, it’s the end of the year again.
The Chinese cabbage is cut and dried, and then distributed to each household in the village. Everyone has just pickled the pickles.
As expected, the county kept its promise. When the pigs were being fattened, the meat factory drove over and bought all the pigs.
Seeing the fat pig being pulled away, the whole village cheered.
Only the children were in tears.
After all, these pigs were all grown from pigweed that they harvested from a very young age.
However, after the adults promised to let them eat enough pork for the New Year this year, the sad tears in their eyes could not help but flow from their mouths.
Yuanyuan couldn't help but drool. After all, at the beginning of the year, she promised her mother that she could only eat meat once every ten days.
In school, just like everyone else, I eat the brown flour pancakes with bran distributed by the school.
Even though she had the greasy pickles fried by her mother every day, it didn't taste that bad after being sandwiched in black flour pancakes, and she couldn't resist the temptation of eating this big piece of meat.
However, she will have the honor of becoming a second-year student in the second half of this year, so she must not regret such a thing.
After all, she is already a little sister in front of first-grade children.
Because Yuanyuan's grades were excellent, with double percent marks, Shi Jiang agreed to take her along with her when she went to the county to buy New Year's goods.
Because Shi Jiang sold watermelons and raised pigs this time, the reward given by the county was a bicycle ticket.
Of course, this was not given by the county, but a special request made by Zhao Yuanhua to the county when he knew that Shi Jiang wanted to buy a bicycle to go to the county.
Therefore, when Jiang got the bicycle ticket, he went to the county and bought a bicycle with a happy face.