Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Farmed shrimp only cost five yuan a catty from the shrimp ring, so you know how valuable the pure sea shrimp was at that time.

You see, this product belongs to toothpaste, and it cannot be squeezed out without oil.

"One hundred catties! No. [-] car is yours, so let me say it."

"One hundred catties? No! Why don't you take me back as a scare?"

Wan Feng grinned: "Why should I drag you back? I might as well go to the market to buy a pig and drag you back."

Yu Qingtao smiled wryly. According to Wan Feng, he was worse than a pig.

In any case, Wanfeng had loaded fifty catties of frozen shrimp into the truck, and he didn't want to get another fifty catties, but he did have fifty catties of fish.

Yu Qingtao gave him a dozen or so big fish in a mess.

Wanfeng didn't know any fish, anyway, any fish weighed more than ten catties.

Yu Qingtao also put a basket of ice in a plastic basket and sprinkled it on the shrimp and the shrimp crawlers bought by Wan Feng.

"Wan Feng! I want to build a shrimp ring by myself, what do you think?"

Wan Feng was a little surprised: "You want to build shrimp rings yourself? Don't build them. Now is not the time."

The establishment of shrimp rings reached its climax in [-] and [-], and the momentum was basically weak last year.

This product was not built a long time ago, and now it is built, is it because you want to court death?

These scares were originally exported to Japan.

But Japan's economy is like a nine-pound old lady after the Plaza Accord—one generation is worse than the next. If Wan Feng remembers correctly, Japan's real estate is about to collapse.

Once Japan's real estate collapses, Japan's people will no longer be interested in eating shrimp. They just want to hang themselves. Isn't it uncomfortable for you to build a shrimp ring?

Not to mention building shrimp rings, it will be a matter of whether he can sell the ones he collected from the cold storage and processed them.

Yu Qingtao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Wan Feng would not let him build it.

"I also feel that it's not the right time. I've been hesitating for a long time, so I don't need to hesitate any more this time."

"Are you all right? Then I'm leaving."

Wan Feng drove away from the cold storage.

"Mr. Wan! I really envy you. You can get things wherever you go."

"Hehe! Do you think I'm so shameless? I tell you that there is no free lunch in the world. When he built his cold storage, I lent him money to build it, and he didn't even take a penny of interest. He Give me something as it should be."

It turned out that this was the case, no wonder Mr. Wan dared to speak like a lion.

Chapter 1673

When the car passed the hillside of Huang Hui's brigade again, Wan Feng stopped the car and walked with Yimeng to the pig farm of Liu Shengguang and Liu Jiu.

The wall of the pig farm is made of stones, a square of about two and a half meters, and a height of about 1.2 meters.

There are more than 100 pigsty in total, and each pigsty is paved with cement, and there are sinks and food troughs for defecation and urine. There are two or three piglets in each pigsty.

The little pigs weighed about forty to fifty catties now, and when they saw someone coming, they all leaned in front of them and groaned, their mouths arching wildly.

The black and white flowers look cute.

Liu Shengguang also invested in raising a hundred pigs. His original intention of raising pigs was not to make money, but to find a way to consume more of his backlog of bean cakes.

The 100 million catties of soybeans he harvested last year have basically been squeezed out of oil.

Soybean oil is not enough to sell, and bean cakes cannot be sold.

Even though pig-raising families in nearby towns often come to buy bean cakes every now and then, the sales volume is too small.

100 million catties of beans can leave 80 catties of bean cakes.

These odds and ends can digest half of the weight, and the remaining half must be digested by oneself.

And before the new soybeans come out in October, he has to sell all these bean cakes, otherwise the next year's new cakes will be crushed and it will be miserable.

You can’t just feed pigs bean cakes. If you let pigs eat bean cakes all the time, the pigs will have diarrhea.

Liu Shengguang confided this worry to Wan Feng again.

"How many bean cakes do you have?"

"There are about 30 catties left."

Wan Feng thought for a while and said, "I'll give you a clue, you and Liu Yong think about it, how about you making feed?"

"Making fodder? How?"

Wan Feng began to recall that he was not unfamiliar with feed as he was born in the countryside, and he didn’t know much about high-tech things. He couldn’t figure out what they were all for. But he still knows the simpler formula.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally remembered a soil recipe.

"I'll give you a soil formula, it's not difficult to make, you can refer to it yourself. 60.00% corn, 12.00% wheat bran, 15.00% bean cake, 5.00% grass powder, fish meal and bone meal and a certain proportion of salt. These Fishmeal and bonemeal are both sold now. We live by the sea, and fishmeal can be processed by ourselves. Other things are not too difficult to get. You can mix them up when you have nothing to do. Besides using them yourself, you can also pack them. Sell ​​it in bags, and the pig industry will rise in the future, and if you do it well, you won’t have to worry about selling it.”

In 1990, there were already several feed companies in China, such as the famous New Hope.

It's just that New Hope is located in the southwest corner, and hardly radiates to the northeast.

Liu Shengguang and Liu Jiu looked at each other.

"Don't think it's too difficult. You can do a little bit at the beginning, and select a few pigs to feed them to see their growth speed, disease resistance, etc. What if it succeeds? If it succeeds, it can be compared to your pure pig breeding. You have a lot of future, if you need money, you can come to me.”

"We think about it in our free time."

When and how they think about it is none of Wan Feng's business, he is only responsible for leading the way, at most he will give some suggestions when the time comes, as to how far you go is entirely up to each individual.

Back in Jiangwei, Wan Feng drove the car home and moved the contents of the car into the freezer.

Leave three big fish and ten catties of sea prawns to Yimeng.

"Mr. Wan! My house doesn't even have a refrigerator. Where should I put all these things you gave me?"

The refrigerator can store food for three days or two days, and it will be bullshit if it takes longer.

Long-term storage of food must be in the freezer.

"That's your business, you just throw it away and don't do my business, okay! Drive the car away."

"Mr. Wan! Is this the car?"