After thinking for a moment, Wei Mo said to Li Dazhuang:
"Uncle Dazhuang, could you send someone to call my grandpa over as well? After all, there are some things we need his help with."
Li Dazhuang nodded quickly, and then some villagers took the initiative to run towards Wei Mo's house.
Wei Mo originally planned to take these people to his home, but since the children were all by the river, it would be better if someone looked after them.
While everyone was waiting for the old village chief to arrive, the fishing competition next door was also in full swing.
Wei Xiaomin caught five fish at once, which drew envious comments from everyone.
Just as Wei Xiaomin turned around to show off to her younger brother, she found him chatting with the adults.
Wei Xiaomin and Wei Xiaohui were having a great time fishing, and they called out to Wei Mo:
"Little brother, come and be my referee! I caught five fish in one go!"
Hearing Wei Xiaomin's shouts, Wei Mo could only reply loudly:
"Second sister, wait a minute. I'll take care of things here and come right away. You can save this for later, and I'll count the number in a bit."
Wei Xiaomin nodded, and the other children also noticed that Wei Mo's group was surrounded by their parents, each of them trying their best to perform well and achieve good results.
As the villagers who went to find the old village chief returned, he was accompanied by Li Xiuxiu, Qian Manman, the old man, and several others.
After arriving at Wei Mo's side, Wei Mo spoke first to Qian Manman:
"Aunt Manman, there's a fishing competition going on over there. Could you go and be the referee? I'll be there in a bit."
Upon hearing this, Qian Manman glanced at the shore and saw the children fishing. Intrigued, she nodded to Wei Mo and walked towards the shore.
Grandpa Yu then asked Wei Mo:
"Grandson, did you call me over again? Did your Uncle Dazhuang pressure you again? Do you want me to help you get revenge?"
After finishing his sentence, the old man rolled up his sleeves and strode aggressively toward Li Dazhuang. Li Dazhuang quickly waved his hands and tried to explain to the old man:
"Grandpa, Grandpa, calm down. I really didn't pressure Wei Mo. It was just a coincidence that we ran into each other, so I just asked Wei Mo a few questions."
Wei Mo didn't explain for Li Dazhuang; he was clearly there for him. The old man grabbed Li Dazhuang by the ear and pulled him to Wei Mo's side.
Li Dazhuang grinned foolishly and said to the old man:
"Grandpa, I really know I was wrong. Wasn't I just doing this for the good of our village?"
Grandpa Yu glared at Li Dazhuang with annoyance before releasing his grip on Li Dazhuang's ear, and then said to Wei Mo:
"Grandson, what's the matter?"
Wei Mo smiled, somewhat pleased, before addressing the crowd before him:
"Grandpa, Uncle Dazhuang, fellow villagers, we now have a lot of grain stored up in each household, enough for us to eat for a year. We have now solved our basic problem of food and clothing."
"The next step is for us to eat better, to go from not having enough to eat to having enough to eat, and then to eat well."
At this point in Wei Mo's story, the villagers around him cheered:
"Yes, Wei Mo, you're right. We want to eat well from now on. What do you suggest? We'll do whatever you say."
Looking at the noisy villagers, Wei Mo could only look to the old man for help. The old man, with a stern face, said somewhat angrily to the villagers:
"Quiet down, everyone. Listen to my eldest grandson. With you all making such a racket, who can hear you?"
Upon hearing the old man's shout, the villagers immediately fell silent and kept their mouths shut.
Seeing that things had quieted down, Wei Mo continued to speak to the villagers:
“If we want to eat well, we naturally have to eat meat. We have our own plot of land in the yard where we can grow some vegetables, which is no problem at all. But if we want to eat meat, we have to raise chickens and pigs.”
"Now each household can raise five chickens and two pigs, one pig for assigned tasks and one pig for their own use."
Think about it, if we use our surplus grain to feed these poultry and livestock, each family could have a big, fat pig for the New Year, and we'd have pork to eat every day. Even the city can't compare to this."
The villagers felt a little reluctant when they heard this, because if they only fed the pigs grass, the pigs would grow very slowly, but they were also reluctant to feed them grain.
After all, people still can't even get enough to eat these days; it's just that things are better this year. Seeing that the villagers remained silent, Wei Mo continued to explain:
"Don't rush, everyone. Let me explain slowly. Once we buy the pigs and chickens, we'll have a steady supply of eggs. We can keep the eggs for ourselves or sell them to the supply and marketing cooperative for money."
"As for pork, if we don't want to slaughter our own pigs, several households can actually pool their resources to slaughter one pig and have a prosperous New Year. We can also sell the remaining pork to make some money."
"After all, the supply and marketing cooperative also buys pork and allows us to trade. We keep the pigs for our own consumption, so there's no problem selling them. But never go to the black market."
The villagers nearby remained silent for the time being, lost in thought, and Wei Mo did not continue to speak or disturb them.
As time passed, a villager stood up and asked Wei Mo:
"What if we feed it to the pigs and then have no food to eat ourselves?"
This was the question on everyone's mind. After the villager finished speaking, all eyes turned to Wei Mo.
They were thinking about the same thing, and Wei Mo, without hesitation, said to the villagers:
"There is a lot of grain in the brigade now. There is enough grain for us to eat next year. We can even complete the task of handing it over ahead of schedule. The remaining grain will be ours."
“We always have grain stockpiled. This winter we can do winter fishing again, and in the summer we can use fish baskets to collect fish and sell them to the supply and marketing cooperative.”
"How could we lack food? We have enough food to ensure that we don't go hungry."
The villager who asked the question nodded after hearing this, confirming that, as Wei Mo had said, there was indeed a large amount of grain stored up in the brigade headquarters.
Moreover, the children's fish baskets can be used to catch fish immediately, so the food supply will be endless, and there will be more than enough to eat.
After thinking about this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and then became particularly interested in the question Wei Mo had just raised.
That's pork! Everyone wants to eat meat. If you could raise a big, fat pig and slaughter it for yourself at the end of the year, that's something you wouldn't even dare to dream of.
But now it might happen soon, how could they not be excited? Once they understood, they all chimed in:
"Captain, hurry up and buy some pigs. I need two pigs, one for the mission and one for myself."
When the brigade leader heard someone say they wanted pigs, he was overjoyed. Now he was sure he had something to do.
Moreover, the brigade had accumulated a lot of grain and wages, and it was just the right time to spend some of it. As soon as this person finished speaking, someone nearby immediately chimed in:
"Captain, give me three pigs, one for the mission and two for myself."
Good heavens, the villagers have started competing with each other, but Li Dazhuang nodded and agreed to them all, not for anything else, but for the villagers' task of getting pigs.
If every household raised pigs, with forty or fifty households in the village, wouldn't that mean forty or fifty pigs for the task? How much money would the brigade receive? The brigade would become increasingly wealthy.
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