Reborn 1980 has become the favorite of rough guys

"It's okay! The weather is warm now, so they won't get together. You have to use wooden boards to separate them into ten or eight grids at night. Otherwise, they will easily get crushed to death."

Ding Wangcai talked very carefully about the daily management details of ducklings.

Huang Caiwei listened very seriously. The two walked out of the duck shed and closed the door.

Back at the old house, Huang Caiwei took out a 110-yuan note from the drawer, wrote a 100-yuan IOU, and handed it to him.

"Boss Ding, this is the money for 600 ducklings. This is an IOU of 100 yuan. I will definitely give it to you in two months."

"Okay! No problem." Ding Wangcai looked at the IOU and put the money and IOU into his trouser pocket.

"What are your plans for that wheat?"

"Boss Ding, are you free today?"

"When you have time! Come have lunch at my place when you have time. When Zhankui comes back, let him go to see the goods with you. Do you think that's okay?"

"Okay!" Then I won't be polite. "Ding Wangcai looked around at the old house. The yard was not very big. Although the walls were stained, the things in the house were kept clean.

Huang Caiwei immediately measured a few liters of the wheat she bought a few days ago and put it into the iron pot to cook.

"Weiwei! Have the ducklings been delivered?" Wang Juan, who went to the river to wash her quilt, hurried home with a footbath in hand.

"It's delivered! This is Boss Ding. He will have dinner at our house at noon. Let's talk about something together when Zhan Kui comes back."

"Oh! Okay, I'll go see the little duck and bring back some green vegetables and bamboo shoots. You cut the piece of pork first."

"Okay! I'll do it! You go and do it!" Huang Caiwei took the footbath from her hand and hung the sheets and quilts on the bamboo pole to dry.

Wash the marinated pork yesterday, slice it into slices, sauté the onions, ginger and garlic until fragrant, then add cooking wine and soy sauce to simmer.

"I'm going to see the little duck."

After Ding Wangcai drank a bowl of water, he felt bored being alone, so he stood up, said hello to Huang Caiwei, and walked to the duck house.

As soon as she got closer, she heard Wang Juan scream.He couldn't help but be startled, and quickly stepped forward, "What's wrong?"

Wang Juan looked pale, holding a little duck that had been stepped on and almost cried.

"I saw the necks of several little ducks stuck on the bamboo fence, and I wanted to walk over and get them out, but I hesitated a little. There was obviously no little duck behind me, but it suddenly ran over and I didn't have time to stop. He crushed it with one foot."

"Note: In the early 80s, there was no mixed feed yet, and the little ducks ate wheat rice cooked with wheat.I remember that Zhengda Kangdi feed was first put into trial production in Shenzhen in 82, and it was not until 84 that it was officially introduced to ordinary free-range farmers.

"It's okay. There are so many ducks. It's impossible to feed just one. It's normal for them to run around and be trampled to death if you don't pay attention. Just be more careful in the future."

Ding Wangcai wiped the ground, walked to the middle, and pulled the little ducks out a few times with his hands.

"Why disturb their sleep?" Wang Juan looked at his rude actions in confusion.

"The newly hatched chicks are afraid of the cold and like to be piled up in layers. If more than 1000 ducklings are huddled together, they have to be peeled apart. Otherwise, the ducklings on the bottom bottom will suffocate and die."

"Oh! Oh! It turns out there is so much knowledge in raising ducks." Wang Juan exclaimed, "In the past, when I raised two or three ducks at home, I would just put them in the yard and forget about them. I would just give them something to eat when they were hungry. . It’s really difficult to raise them in large numbers now, so you have to be careful.”

Wang Juan put the scowling little duck aside with a look of regret, and imitated Ding Wangcai's example, and pushed the little duck away.

Ding Wangcai glanced at a few wooden boards next to him, brought them over and separated them, "That'll be fine."

"Okay! Then I'll get the vegetables and cook first."

"I'll take a look here. You can go and do some work beforehand!"

Wang Juan hurried out, dug two bamboo shoots, picked up a basket of vegetables, and went home to help cook.

"Mom! You're back! The rice is almost ready, the loach is in the stew pot, and the pork is cut. You cook the bamboo shoots and vegetables first. I'll take the wheat rice and feed it to the ducklings. Wait until I finish. Come back and fry the loaches again.”

"Okay! Go quickly!"

Huang Caiwei rinsed the wheat rice with well water and carried the basket over until it was not hot to the touch.

I found Ding Wangcai squatting among the little ducks, surrounded by a circle of gray and fluffy little guys, who kept pecking at his butt and trouser legs with their small mouths.

Huang Caiwei couldn't help but smile. The short and fat man squatted down, like a meat ball, surrounded by unscrupulous little guys. This scene was very funny.

"Boss Ding, it seems that your reputation as Commander Duck is truly well-deserved."

Huang Caiwei laughed and teased.

Ding Wangcai chuckled, threw the little duck in his hand on the ground, took the film in her hand and shook it gently, and the two of them pulled the two ends and spread them flat on the ground.

A layer of wheat rice was evenly sprinkled on top, and immediately a few little guys stood up with their little paws, cautiously poking their heads and pecking at the wheat rice on the film.

Seeing the little guy scrambling for food, Huang Caiwei arched her eyebrows and raised the corners of her mouth.

About ten minutes later, after the little duck was full, he lay down on the ground and dozed off.

"When they are full, don't worry about them for now. Feed them again after lunch, and then let them play in the water."

"Okay! Let's go eat first."

Huang Caiwei didn't hesitate and immediately got up and went home to fry the loach.

Wang Juan has already cooked other meals.

Huang Caiwei deep-fries the processed loach until crispy and garnishes with minced pepper and chopped green onion.

As soon as he sat down, he heard footsteps outside.

"Is Zhankui at home?"

Yan Yong strode in from the door and swallowed his saliva involuntarily when he saw the dishes on the table.

"Uncle Yan! Have you eaten? How about eating some together?" she said politely.

"Okay! My mother-in-law took a few cubs back to her parents' house to help. I just came back from the fields and I'm really hungry."

Huang Caiwei was stunned for a moment by Yan Yong's unceremonious behavior, and immediately went into the kitchen and took out a pair of dishes and chopsticks.

"Uncle Yan! Eat whatever you want! It's a common meal, you're welcome."

Yan Yong took a sip of the loach soup first, smacked his lips, and nodded, "It's really good."

Huang Caiwei didn't know what he meant by the sudden visit, so she had to smile.

Yan Yong chatted with Ding Wangcai for a few more words and then immersed himself in eating.After eating and drinking, he wiped his lips and said, "Caiwei! I know you have the final say in everything at home. Uncle Qi came to see me last night and said that you wanted a loan. Let's discuss the terms today. Bar!"

"Okay! Uncle Yan, please tell me." Huang Caiwei smiled lightly.

Yan Yong glanced at Ding Wangcai.

Ding Wangcai immediately stood up and patted his bulging belly, "Oh! Today's food is so rich. I accidentally overate it. I have to go out to eat."

Although they knew it was an excuse, no one exposed it until he got out.

Huang Caiwei quickly put away the dishes and wiped the table, then smiled lightly, "What do you want, Uncle Yan? Just tell me without asking."