Lu Fangfang calculated that there was enough time, and she was full of confidence.
Gao Dajiang looked at the breeding farm, then turned back to look at the incubation room.
It seems the soldiers will be able to have an extra meat dish for their New Year's Eve dinner this year.
"good."
"Slap, slap, slap."
Gao Dajiang took the initiative to applaud the breeding farm.
Everyone around also applauded, especially Zhuang Mingcheng, who clapped the loudest when he looked at his wife.
"Slap, slap, slap..."
Lu Fangfang couldn't help but smile when she saw his expression.
At this moment, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief, and the farm was finally on the right track.
When the shed is full of quails by the end of the year, she can finally relax.
"Old Zhao, your logistics department must ensure the farm's logistical supply. Make sure the quails don't run out of food. Also, share some of the bran used to feed the pigs with the farm."
"yes."
Director Zhao nodded.
"Commander, I was just about to say that. I'd like to collect some grass seeds from the nearby herders to feed the quails, which will save some grain."
Lu Fangfang was also very helpless.
In this era, the most troublesome thing was that you couldn't just buy and sell things; only state-owned enterprises were allowed. She dared not make decisions on her own.
"Grass seeds?"
Gao Dajiang was taken aback. Every autumn, this was the most abundant plant on the grasslands near their regiment.
The grass seeds hanging on the pasture looked like ears of grain; they were used to seeing them and never thought of picking them to feed other livestock.
In the crowd, Director Zhao's eyes lit up as he thought of the pigs raised by the regiment.
Hey, why didn't he think of that? These grass seeds should be more nutritious than bran, right?
"Xiao Lu, will these grass seeds work?"
"Commander, wild quails survive by eating grass seeds and tender leaves, so they'll definitely be able to manage."
Lu Fangfang nodded, then looked at Gao Dajiang with anticipation.
"Alright then, you can handle this yourself."
Lu Fangfang coughed, then took out a small notebook and handed the page about expenses to Gao Dajiang.
This little notebook records every expense of the farm.
Of the three hundred yuan that Gao Dajiang initially approved for her, only a few dozen yuan remain. This doesn't even include the labor costs paid by the soldiers; otherwise, three hundred yuan wouldn't have been enough to build a breeding farm.
"You little rascal, Lu, you're trying to get money from me indirectly."
Gao Dajiang smiled as he took it, pondered for a moment, and then made up his mind.
“Okay, I’ll approve another 500 yuan for your farm, but there are conditions: your farm must guarantee to supply the soldiers with one egg every day before the New Year.”
"Mission accomplished!"
Lu Fangfang gave him a military salute, which can be considered as signing a pledge!
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