After telling Uncle Guo about collecting bones, Lu Fangfang went back.

As she passed by Old Xu's house, she turned her head and looked around. There were no horses at Old Xu's house, and the gate was tightly closed. He must have gone to herd the horses.

In front of the mud-brick house in the courtyard, the few tomato plants she planted back then have now borne bright red fruit, which looks quite beautiful.

Lu Fangfang smiled, turned around and left.

At the clay-digging site of Team Six, three Liberation trucks were already loaded with clay. She and Zhuang Mingcheng rode in the trucks back to the regiment.

“Go a little further ahead, until you reach that gentle slope, then unload the clay there.”

Lu Fangfang said something to the driver and then got out of the car.

She took out her notebook, looked around at the nearby grassland, and planned to re-plan the farm.

Since the land is big enough, she wants to build a farm that is both practical and beautiful. She'll be busy here often in the future, so she should be in a good mood.

"Mingcheng, tell the soldiers not to damage the nearby grasslands."

"After unloading the clay, you should lead them to make adobe bricks. We need to take advantage of the good weather and get the adobe bricks out quickly."

Okay, I understand.

Zhuang Mingcheng nodded, looked back, and then said to his lover, "Don't worry about me. Didn't you say you were going to the county? Go on then."

Lu Fangfang took the notebook, wrote for a while, and then returned to the family compound.

She took out the grain coupons and meat coupons from the drawer, then took out a burlap sack and filled it with the rabbit and squirrel skins she had collected.

After waiting for a while at the entrance of the family compound, a jeep drove up from the regiment.

Lu Fangfang opened the car door, put the sack inside, and then sat down herself.

The jeep drove away quickly.

In the family compound, several women sitting under the trees enjoying the cool air looked quite surprised.

"Our regimental commander treats this jeep like a treasure; he himself is reluctant to ride in it. How can Xiao Lu have such a big face? His wife just became the deputy regimental commander; isn't this a bit too high-profile?"

"That's why. Haven't you heard? The regiment is opening a breeding farm and they want to make Xiao Lu the farm manager. He's really popular now."

"A farm? Hey, what do you think about working at a farm? Do they hire anyone?"

Beside her, Zhao Guilan shook her head, pessimistic. "It's still a long way off. This farm might not even be built yet."

...

Lu Fangfang knew that her position as the head of the breeding farm would definitely cause gossip.

However, she didn't care what others thought.

Upon arriving in the county, she first sent the driver to the purchasing station.

A dozen or so rabbit and squirrel pelts were sold for a total of eleven yuan and sixty cents, most of which was earned by Xiaohua.

She took out her notebook and made a point of writing down Xiaohua's part, then asked the driver to go to the bookstore.

"Comrade, do you have any books on animal husbandry here?"

The sales clerk sat behind the counter, flipping through a book with a bored expression.

He peeked out, glanced at Lu Fangfang, and pointed to the bookshelf to the north, saying, "Go to the agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and fishery area and find it yourself."

"Thank you, comrade."

On the wall of the bookstore, there was a sign that said customers must not be beaten or scolded without cause, which clearly indicated that this incident had occurred.

Lu Fangfang didn't care about the salesperson's attitude and went to look for it herself.

In those days, there weren't many books on animal husbandry. She searched for a long time before finally finding a book called "Chicken Farming Techniques" published by People's Publishing House.

Quail are similar to chickens, she held them in her hand and then looked for other books.

"Poultry disease prevention..."

Lu Fangfang flipped through the book for a while and felt it was good.

The biggest fear for a farm is disease, so she needs to read this book carefully.

After paying for the two books, she went to the county department store.

For large-scale quail farming, relying on earthen beds to incubate eggs is not feasible; specialized incubators are preferable.

However, after looking around, she was disappointed; there was no such thing in the small county town at all.

"Looks like I'll have to do it myself. Oh well, I'll just build a special incubator."

Lu Fangfang shook her head and turned to go to the nearby grocery market.

Once inside the market, she headed straight for the meat stall, but when she got there, all that was left were a few iron hooks for hanging meat; there was nothing else.

"I'm late again."

Lu Fangfang clutched the seven taels of meat ticket, feeling utterly helpless.

She understands why people in this era line up in advance to buy things; sometimes having tickets and money is useless.

Without meat, she had no choice but to go to the market again.

When they arrived at a stall, Lu Fangfang saw watermelons and her mouth watered; she hadn't eaten fruit in a long time.

Now that it's hot, eating an ice-cold watermelon is a real treat.

"Comrade, how much is this watermelon per pound?"

"Eight cents a pound."

"Eight points?"

Lu Fangfang looked at the stall and saw that there were more than a dozen dark green watermelons, each of which was quite large.

She crouched down and tapped them one by one.

"Comrade, don't worry, they're all cooked."

Lu Fangfang tapped the melon, but couldn't tell the difference.

However, in this era, everything is government-run, which is reassuring enough.

"This one, this one, and this one, and these two, and the small one, I want them all."

The salesperson at the stall looked at Lu Fangfang in surprise, "Comrade, this is no joke."

"What, not selling?"

"I'm selling them, but can you eat them all? You've almost bought up all the watermelons on the stall."

Lu Fangfang pointed to her clothes and said with a smile, "Please weigh yourself, it won't be a waste."

The sales clerk immediately understood when he saw her military uniform, and he quickly weighed her.

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