Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

"Raising pigs."

"Raising pigs? That's a bit difficult."

Song Zhilan said, "If you want to raise pigs, you must first solve the feed problem. As far as I know, the feed-to-meat ratio of domestic pig farming is about 2.5 to 1. To raise a 250-jin pig, you need jin of coarse grains. Agricultural productivity is low now, so it's not easy for you to get so much feed!"

"Auntie, I have already prepared some feed."

Lin Zhengjun said: "When we made sesame candy before, there was a lot of waste residue left. Now it has accumulated to tens of thousands of kilograms. After drying, it is piled up in the Huoshen Temple warehouse and in the homes of other cooperative members. It will continue to be produced in the future..."

"That's a good idea..."

Song Zhilan smiled and said, "There are still residual starch and sugar in the waste residue. It would be a huge waste if we don't use it."

"Not only that."

Lin Zhengjun said: "Auntie, think about it, when we produce canned fish, there will be a lot of fish scales, fish bones, and fish offal. People can't eat these things, but pigs can!"

"Once we have successfully raised pigs, in addition to selling them to the government, we can also use the food cooperative to process them into canned meat sauce, pork jerky or pork jerky."

"Wow! That's great! This has a bit of... the meaning of circular economy." Song Zhilan praised with a smile.

"My idea is to cooperate with animal husbandry experts from Yanjing universities or research institutes, set up a laboratory in our Hewan Brigade, and develop a set of efficient feed formulas."

Lin Zhengjun said: "I have an idea for this feed formula, but it needs experimental verification. I am willing to invest in their research funds. After the food cooperative invests, I will still have tens of thousands of spare money in my hands."

"In addition, if they have any breeding pigs, they can also use our Hewan Brigade's pig farm as an experimental and promotion base."

“That’s a good idea.”

Song Zhilan thought for a moment and said, "I can't play a big role in this matter, but your Uncle Song can, because he is in charge of the Agricultural University!"

Lin Zhengjun said, "Ah, I heard that Professor Fei Yunzhe of the College of Animal Husbandry of the Agricultural University was criticized for promoting Yorkie pigs a few years ago. Is that true?"

"You even know this?" Song Zhilan asked curiously.

"I heard it from my grandfather's colleagues."

Lin Zhengjun was very happy.

In the future, any strange knowledge, especially those involving technology, can be blamed on the professors of the Industrial College.

"That's true."

Song Zhilan said: "As early as the 20s, we introduced York pigs, also known as Landrace pigs, and hybridized them with local pigs in my country. They also have adaptability, but the scale of breeding is relatively small and they are only bred in very few areas."

"After liberation, Fei Yunzhe found that Yorkshire pigs had a high meat yield and grew faster than our country's black pigs. So in the 60s, he proposed a plan to import a large number of Yorkshire pigs and widely promote and breed them to solve the long-term meat shortage problem for the Chinese people."

"That's good, why should we criticize him?" Lin Zhengjun asked.

"At that time, people valued independence and self-reliance. If you introduced foreign products and said our own pigs were not good, that would be worshipping foreign things. We would rather have socialist grass than capitalist seedlings!"

Song Zhilan said, "So Fei Yunzhe was criticized as a diehard who took the 'white expert' line. This charge refers to people who only know how to study their business and do not pay attention to political studies. His breeding pigs were slaughtered and eaten by the red youth, and his laboratory and pig farm were also smashed. Anyway, it was quite miserable. He was also locked up in a nearby barn with us and criticized."

"what about now?"

"I don't really understand the current situation."

Song Zhilan said, "I'll ask your Uncle Song to ask for you when I get home to see if there's any possibility of cooperation between you two."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Song."

Lin Zhengjun nodded with a smile.

He knew that Fei Yunzhe would definitely choose to cooperate with him because he was currently short of research funds and the promotion of Yorkie pigs was not going smoothly!

Of course, Lin Zhengjun and Fei Yunzhe did not have much interaction in their previous lives.

In the 90s when Lin Zhengjun grew up, Fei Yunzhe had already become a top-notch agricultural expert in the country and had won the National Science and Technology Progress Special Award. In the new century, he also had a listed company, Yunzhe Hi-Tech, with a market value of billion yuan.

His position in agriculture is not much different from that of Grandpa Yuan.

Stupid netizens often say that Grandpa Yuan used hybrid rice to feed the Chinese people, and Fei Yunzhe used large white pigs to feed the Chinese people.

In the year when he won the National Science and Technology Progress Award, Fei Yunzhe also appeared on CCTV's "Dialogue" program and was interviewed.

It was also during that interview that Fei Yunzhe talked about the many obstacles he encountered in promoting York pigs and cultivating biological feed... Lin Zhengjun only then learned about his bumpy experience.

……

When we returned to Jingxi Hotel, it was already 12:30 in the morning.

Lin Zhengjun washed up, but his expression gradually became solemn.

Today is November 11th. On this day in my previous life, my second brother-in-law Tao Yaowu was arrested by the Industrial and Commercial Administration Bureau, which caused a tragic life for him and my second sister!

Although Lin Zhengjun had warned his second brother-in-law before going to Beijing, and his second brother-in-law and his wife had repeatedly assured him, he still felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The psychological shadow was so huge that it shrouded Lin Zhengjun's life, so Lin Zhengjun still wanted to make a phone call to confirm it.

Lin Zhengjun called He Jian's office.

In recent days, the Huanghuai Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce and the Public Security Bureau have jointly enforced the law to crack down on economic crimes such as black market transactions and speculation.

This kind of joint law enforcement operation usually takes place at night. After all, black market transactions and speculation usually take place at night.

After a while, the call was connected, and Lin Zhengjun said, "Hello, this is Lin Zhengjun."

"Zhengjun, hehe, I am your second brother-in-law." Tao Yaowu's voice came.

Lin Zhengjun was confused: "Why are you in the Criminal Police Team of our County Public Security Bureau? What did you do? Were you arrested?"

"Look at what you are saying. Can't you just hope that I get better?" Tao Yaowu said depressedly.

"What's going on? Why are you coming to our county public security bureau instead of staying at home?"

"He Jian said that the operation to catch speculators was a big one, and the police force was tight, so no one was driving. So, they recruited me as a public security activist, and they called me a joint defense team member, and I was provided with three meals a day and an additional two yuan subsidy! We just got off work and were having a midnight snack."

"Oh, that's what happened. Ask He Jian to answer the phone." Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

He Jian is such a wonderful person!

Let Tao Yaowu be a member of the joint defense team and follow the operation, then he will definitely be safe, and it will also serve as a good way to scare my second brother-in-law.

Look, this is the tragic end of speculation!

I guess Tao Yaowu must have been scared to death and will never dare to show off again!

"Okay, I'll get someone to do it, you wait!"

After a moment, He Jian's voice came, and he said with a smile: "Comrade Zhengjun, awesome! I heard from He Sheng that you have helped him solve the case of the old gangster in Shuangquan Town!"

"That's nothing. There's another case to deal with later!"

Lin Zhengjun talked about the case and some of his experiences at the Writers' Congress. He Jian was naturally envious and excited, with his eyes red.

After talking with He Jian for more than ten minutes, Lin Zhengjun hung up the phone.

"A glass to my hometown, a glass to the distant place. Guarding my kindness, urging me to grow, so the road from north to south is no longer long, and my soul is no longer without a place to rest. A glass to tomorrow, a glass to the past, supporting my body and making my shoulders heavy..."

He was in a good mood. He picked up a bottle of Erguotou that someone had left on the desk, poured himself a glass, hummed a little tune, and sipped it slowly with peanuts.