Every day, Zhang Cuizhi leads the villagers in cleaning up pig manure, paying them wages, and the female educated youth from the educated youth settlement also help out to earn extra money.

Pigs grow very fast when they are small, and they have clearly grown quite a bit longer now.

Chen Yifei thought that if he were to make it himself using wheat, he could do it nearby, and it wouldn't take long if he called on everyone.

The piglets will grow up with shiny, healthy fur, and the chickens and ducks will be raised along with them. We'll definitely collect their eggs eventually.

Chen Yifei thought that he could also add crushed clam shells to the feed. He could crush the clam shells and put them in.

There are many clam shells in the mountain streams; we can collect some to improve our family's meals.

If you add clam shells to the feed, the resulting pickled eggs will have oily yolks that flow out when they are cooked.

It's so delicious!

These are free-range chickens and ducks that roam freely in the mountains, so their meat will fetch a good price.

Thinking about all this, he first handed over the tasks for today to Zhang Cuizhi.

Although Zhang Cuizhi is his mother, she is very serious and meticulous when working. This is how their whole family is; they do what they are supposed to do when it's time to do it.

As Chen Yifei was speaking, Zhang Cuizhi said, "As long as you don't lose money harvesting wheat, your father and the brigade will be grateful to you."

"I know, I won't lose out, Mom, don't worry."

"Okay. Let's hurry back. I'll finish up a bit more. Qingqing and the others should be back by now."

Chen Yifei was also getting anxious.