Transmigration? No, it's transmigration into a book. From an eighth-tier celebrity to an eighteenth-tier one, is it miserable? No, there's also a best friend who transmigrated to an earlier...
Yun Shudai prepared a lot of food for her these past few days, and flew to Hengdian the next day.
I've been quite busy lately.
While helping the village peel corn kernels, He Wan had already rented a house.
It costs fifty yuan a year, but because it's under the name of their winery, there's an extra hundred yuan for the naming fee, and they also have to keep accounts, taking a cut from each bag sold. He Wan can accept this because she doesn't have to bear any risk herself. However, it's inconvenient for her to travel back and forth, so she asked Grandpa He and Grandpa Wan to help find a few people to repair the roof.
The weather suddenly changed these past two days. Although there were no more chickens and ducks, there were still fish and three sows and one boar left. They had just given birth to a litter of piglets in the fall, so the team leader mentioned to her the matter of buying feed.
He Wan then took Grandpa Chen and Chen Lemin to the warehouse they had just rented in the county.
The sign above says it reads: Feed Department of a certain winery.
Chen Lemin said, "There's actually a feed depot here. How come we didn't notice it before?"
Uncle Chen was also puzzled, as he hadn't paid attention to these things before.
He Wan chuckled and called out to Grandpa He and Grandpa Wan, who were helping to open the door, "We have guests."
"Coming, coming! Which brigade are you from? Looking to buy feed?"
"Yes, I talked to one of your guys before."
Grandpa He said "Oh," and then suddenly realized, "You must be that Comrade He, right? I know, I know. Our feed is one yuan a bag, but we haven't publicized it yet. Some of the older ones are being sold cheaply. You can have them all if you want."
Chen Lemin smiled and said, "Let's take a look at the goods first."
It must be said that while she was away, Grandpa Wan and Grandpa He cleaned the place very well.
There wasn't much stock inside; some was leftover lees from a distillery. He Wan planned to ask Lao Bai to get her some bran, potatoes, rice bran, and other animal feed.
Get another grinder.
Nowadays, the ingredients are mixed manually.
When Chen Lemin heard that they were selling a bag for one yuan, he offered to sell it to them for fifty cents.
There wasn't much to discuss; they just took the purchase order and ordered twenty-five bags.
Grandpa Wan smiled and gave them another bag, saying it was a new factory and he wanted them to help promote it.
The group happily hauled the goods back to the village.
He Wan ran over and told Zhang Cuicao how to feed her.
It's basically just mixed with pig feed and rotten vegetable leaves and fed to them.
Zhang Cuicao quickly mixed some for the pig to see if it would eat it.
Wang Xiaorong and her friends, who were watching the pond, let Li Chunsheng, that tall guy, come over and steal the feed.
They were only given two bags of feed.
Although not entirely satisfied, I was still happy and quickly sprinkled some into the pond.
And you know what? The fish really love it. Look at the fish heads peeking out of the pond.
Li Zheng adjusted his glasses in surprise and said, "Have you noticed that there are more fish these days?"
Wang Xiaorong said, "What's the big deal? We can't even keep up with the fish in our pond. We haven't had any deliveries for several days."
Li Chunsheng asked, "What have the brigade leader and the party secretary thought about buying fish fry?"
Li Zhengdao said, "We shouldn't even consider it. After all, our fishpond has always been profitable. The fish grow slowly, so raising them first is the right thing to do."
Wang Xiaorong said, "I guess the captain is waiting for us to catch fish fry when we go winter fishing."
"But the fish back then were a mixed bunch."
"But it saves money."
"That won't work. Fish offal isn't something the farmers' market likes."
"I'll talk to the captain another day."
“Let’s have a good chat. With feed, we won’t have to worry about winter. But this fishpond isn’t very big. We can build another one.”
"Make another one, there's no room."