After graduation, I went home to keep bees

When I woke up the next day, the sky was cloudy and it looked like it was going to rain.

Jiang Youliang moved all the firewood hanging in the yard to the eaves of the rain-proof porch, and couldn't help but rejoice: "As expected of the son of the old witch priest, the day of this little witch sacrifice is really well chosen! The three days when I entered the house were all the same. It's a sunny day, and just after finishing the house wine, it started to rain."

Jiang Xiaoman laughed straight after hearing this, and if he really wanted to choose a date depending on the weather, then he would choose it too, not to mention three days in advance, now the weather forecast in some places can be predicted fifteen days in advance.

However, the weather in their mountains is changeable, and the probability of choosing a date depends on luck.

The weather was cloudy in the morning, so Jiang Xiaoman brought out the soup made from stewed pork head yesterday, and cooked a large pot of minced vermicelli.

They always prepare handmade noodles for the wine here. No matter what kind of food is served at night, the last bowl must be hot shredded pork noodles.

This kind of noodles is different from the noodles sold in supermarkets. The texture is particularly crispy. At least one-third of a box of noodles is broken, but there is no way, this noodles are really delicious, especially for chicken soup noodles. .

The mothers here are confinement, and they always carry this kind of dried noodles home in boxes.

The only downside was that after the banquet, there were two big boxes of broken noodles left in his family - these were not good to give away, so the father and son had to eat desperately.

It was difficult to pick up the cooked vermicelli with chopsticks, so Jiang Xiaoman simply put yesterday's leftovers in it, cut a handful of vegetable leaves, and made a pot of vegetable noodle porridge.

It looks messy, but it actually tastes delicious, especially in this rainy weather. After eating two warm bowls, the whole person will be warm.

After breakfast, Jiang Youliang carried packed tofu and konjac tofu in a basket, and Jiang Xiaoman also carried a large basket, which contained peanuts, melon seeds, candies, etc. left over from the banquet at his home, and planned to bring them to school The teacher eats with the children.

When they arrived at school, just as they were about to finish class, a group of little guys surrounded Jiang Xiaoman as soon as they saw him. Jiang Xiaoman quickly put down the basket, and with a smile, grabbed some candies and snacks from it and gave them to eat.

Jiang Baichuan didn't stop him, instead he stood under the eaves holding the big tea mug and booed: "Don't be polite to you Brother Xiaoman! I see that he still has a lot of delicious food in his back basket, so hurry up and grab them all. The principal saved it for you guys." eat slowly!"

When Jiang Baichuan yelled, the older children who had played well with Jiang Xiaoman immediately rushed up and snatched all the candies and melon seeds in his back basket!

Jiang Youliang also folded his arms and watched the excitement.

It's not that the students are unqualified. It's the custom of Langshan. Whoever hosts a wedding will have to bring more delicious food with them when they go out for a few days. If they meet children or lonely and disabled elderly people on the road, If you want to scatter some sweets and snacks, just make a fuss.

The snacks were all scattered out, Jiang Xiaoman hurriedly asked his father to put the tofu and konjac tofu he brought in the kitchen, raise them with water, and told Jiang Baichuan that he must finish eating today, after all, it is summer, and the school Without a refrigerator, it will turn sour after another night.

"Don't worry, if I can't finish eating, I can't share it with the students to take home to eat?" Jiang Baichuan waved his hand at him, "I see that your father has also gone down the mountain, so he must be busy. Hurry up and get there before noon. The school can make do with a meal, so I'll leave a meal for you."

"No, my father and I will go buy some eggs, and when we come back, we will find a carpenter to go up the mountain to look at the wood. This year, we want to make more bee barrels to raise the bees."

Jiang Xiaoman briefly explained his plan to Jiang Baichuan, and Jiang Baichuan was quite supportive of his beekeeping.

"Our local honey in Langshan is really good! I have never eaten such delicious honey outside. Before, I couldn't help it. I couldn't find a market. If I raised too much, it would be a trouble if I couldn't sell it. It's different now Now, you can open a shop on the Internet, and the postal vehicles can also drive to the village, so raise more, among other things, it will be enough for you and your father to eat and drink for a year."

"Hey! I think the same way. I don't have that much ability. I'll do my homework well first. When I see that I've made money from beekeeping, those who are willing to do it will definitely come to me. Those who don’t want to suffer, just like the village called on everyone to plant honeysuckle a few years ago, even if the seedlings were given away for free and the fertilizer money was subsidized, wouldn’t it be impossible in the end?” Jiang Xiaoman pouted.

He's not a saint, let alone a superman, so he can't raise his arms and lead the whole town to start a business and get rich.

The environment in Langshan is not like that of Chestnut Valley. Everyone lives in the same village. As long as you meet a responsible leader, you can lead the whole village to do great things.

There are very few large villages living here in Langshan. Of course, this is also caused by the actual environment——

There is little land in the villages at the foot of the mountain, and the common people rely on farming for food. If you want to own more land, you have to go to places with a lot of land and few people.

Take his family for example. I heard that when the reservoir was built and relocated as a whole, they could choose to go to a new village or a further mountain. His father chose the place where his family lives now.

At that time, it was divided equally among several families on a mountain. Even so, the mountain area that a family could use was several times that of the mountain.

Everyone knows what happened later. The life on the mountain is too hard. Anyone who is a little bit capable will go down the mountain or build a house in the town after earning money. Life is convenient, not to mention the convenience of children going to school. It is also much more than farming in the mountains at home.

So why does the country spend so much effort and the whole country to help the poor, but there are still poor mountainous areas like their Langshan that can't be helped?

It is not the country's fault, nor is it the policy's fault, but there are too many problems left over from history!

Among other things, the population base of this village is too small, and some industries that require a large concentration of labor have been kicked out.

Of course, the disappointment of their people here is also another reason.

Jiang Xiaoman heard that there was a parent of a student in Jiang Baichuan's school. The couple didn't want to go to the city to work and endure hardships, so they didn't even plant land.

Ask them why they don't farm or raise pigs?

People say that if you have food at home, you can’t be a low-income household. Not only can you not receive monthly assistance for low-income households, but they can’t even get condolences from the village during festivals. It seems that this is a big loss. !

For this kind of person who wants to live a lifetime on low income, even if you pile up mountains of gold and silver in front of him, he still thinks you didn't dig it out for him, how can you help him?

The hearts of the people are not in harmony, and there are many lazy people. It is doomed that Jiang Xiaoman's road of returning to his hometown to start a business will not be so smooth.

Fortunately, student Jiang has always been in a good mood.

He didn't go back to his hometown to start a business to make a fortune, but to provide for his father.

During this period of time, he himself was also thinking about how to go in the future, and now he had a general direction in his mind. However, he still wanted to ask Tang Xinlan for advice on whether this road could be achieved.

Thinking about things in their hearts, walking was not so tiring. The father and son went to the chicken farm with their backs on their backs, and saw the proprietress carrying a dustpan of rotten eggs into a pit by the wall with a sad face.

Her husband, an honest man, silently helped to fill the soil.

"Sister Chunhua, why are these eggs stinky?" Jiang Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat when he smelled the smell of rotten eggs from afar.

A few days ago, he came across a local media report, saying that because of the sharp drop in egg prices, many local chicken farmers directly stopped feeding and sold some hens that were laying eggs at a low price in order to reduce losses.

However, because the meat quality of this kind of hen is poor, the price cannot be sold, and the chicken farmers have suffered heavy losses.

At that time, Jiang Xiaoman thought of the chicken farm where he went to buy eggs. He just wanted to buy more eggs to pickle, so he thought of coming to take care of the business of the proprietress. Didn't he expect the situation to be so serious now?

"Oh! I don't know what happened recently. The price of eggs has dropped to my grandma's house! The retail price is only [-] yuan a catty, and the wholesale price has dropped to [-] yuan. The money I earned is not enough to rent a big car, I went to the big market with your brother and sold some, and the rest stinks, Xiaoman, do you want it? Do you want me to give you two boxes?"

Shan Chunhua now understands why the foreigner would rather pour out the milk than give it to the poor for free.

The eggs couldn't be sold these days, so she and her husband also kindly sent some eggs to the widowed elderly nearby.

I didn't expect that some wicked ghost would spread rumors outside, saying that their eggs could not be sold, and they wanted to give them to the villagers for free.

Now that's all right, recently a lot of petty and cheap people in the village have come to her to ask her for eggs, and they still look like it's a matter of course, as if they came to get free eggs, and they did a lot of favor to their chicken farm.

There are a few older ones who want to put on airs and teach her, saying, "Eggs can't be sold and they stink, so I don't know how to give them some to eat", bah!

She won't give to these heartbroken bastards even if she throws them all down!

However, Jiang Xiaoman is different. Shan Chunhua knows that this child is kind, and she would never take advantage of her when buying eggs. Anyway, the eggs at home cannot be sold, and they will stink if left there. It is better to give more Give it to regular customers like Jiang Xiaoman, so that when he buys eggs in the future, he will definitely think of her first.

"What are you giving away? Sister-in-law, it's not easy for you to raise chickens. Isn't the chicken feed and electricity bills all money? I can't take advantage of you." After thinking about it, Jiang Xiaoman suddenly raised his head and asked Shan Chunhua, "Sister-in-law, what about your family?" How many eggs are there?"

"What's the matter? Are you going to help your sister-in-law sell eggs online? Don't! My sister-in-law accepts your favor, but the eggs can't be sold now! The money for selling eggs is probably not enough for your courier fee. "Shan Chunhua thought he wanted to help her sell eggs, so she quickly refused.

She's not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good or bad. How can she cheat acquaintances with such a business that is losing money at a glance?What's more, Jiang Xiaoman is still a child in her eyes.

"No, sister-in-law, I know how to make salted eggs. I thought, aren't eggs cheap now? I'll buy them and pickle them. When the price of eggs rises, I'll sell salted eggs. The salted eggs are not easy to spoil, and they are easy to eat." Transport, sell a handicraft, earn some pocket money hehe..." Jiang Xiaoman quickly thought of a good way.

In fact, when I made a video last time, many people asked him in the comment area if his salted eggs were sold.

But Jiang Xiaoman didn't think much about it at the time. Firstly, there were not many salted eggs in his family, and they were mostly pickled by himself. Secondly, his salted eggs were all salted with native eggs. Also too high.

For the same price, wouldn't it be delicious to buy the kind of salted duck eggs that are so oily?

But now, I heard Shan Chunhua say that the wholesale price of her eggs here is only [-] yuan!Jiang Xiaoman silently calculated an account in his mind, and found that this business might really work.

Besides, even if he took a step back and said that the salted eggs he made couldn't be sold, he could still send them to the school and give the students extra meals without wasting it. He could still afford to lose the money.