Zhang Xudong thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, this winter you have to sell all those roosters and discarded hens.

I'm afraid the price of food will drop significantly next year and won't be as high as it is this year."

"What's wrong, Dongzi, what news did you get?

The price of grain is so high, how can meat, which is even more precious than grain, be cheaper?"

"Uncle, look, our village has a harvest of grain this year, right?

Have the crops in other villages been harvested as well?

Not only did the output from the land increase, but the country also imported a large amount of grain.

You said that food will no longer be in short supply in the future, so can the price of food still remain so high?

The price of grain is about to return to the level of previous years.

If food becomes cheaper, won't the prices of meat, eggs, and poultry also fall?"

Zhang Dazhuang nodded and said, "That's what you said.

But I just can’t understand why it is so difficult for us old farmers to live a good life?

A good year brings a good harvest, but the grain is worthless.

We work hard all day long, but the work points we earn are only worth a few cents.

There is a famine, but the first ones to starve are us farmers.

Our old farmers have to spend money to buy expensive grain to save their lives.

What's the logic behind this? Why can't I understand it?"

Zhang Xudong thought to himself, how can I explain this problem to you?

Forget it, let’s give Uncle Zhuang some chicken soup to cheer him up!

"Uncle, let's not think too much.

We can now eat and drink our fill, isn't that much better than last year?

Once our dam is built, we will be able to have a good harvest regardless of drought or flood.

If the village gradually buys agricultural machinery, plants fruit trees, and builds roads, our lives will become more and more prosperous.

One day you will find that the lives of us old farmers are more comfortable than those of city dwellers."