Chapter 128 No one can stop Jiang Huashu's plan



Raising chickens, ducks and geese is even simpler. Select a few people, build a chicken farm, a duck intestine farm and a goose farm, one in each village. Chickens and ducks produce meat quickly and can be on the table in two months. All you need to do is raise a group of them and have breeding experience.

For example, if a household's share is one pig and two chickens, and a village of 100 households could raise 100 pigs and 200 chickens, wouldn't that be a farm? Professional management and standardized farming—only standardized farming and attention to hygiene can reduce poultry mortality and increase market yields. In the past, due to famine, people were starving and had nothing to feed chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs. This year is better than previous years. He'll arrange an exchange for pig grass, chicken, duck, and goose food. For example, a basket of pig grass or wild vegetables can be exchanged for half a pound or a pound of grain. People will definitely line up to pay.

By the way, there's a female educated youth named Zhao in Guanjia Village who seems to be studying animal husbandry. I'll ask her about it when I get back. If it's really her major, she could be a technician, responsible for teaching the staff of the village farms scientific animal husbandry practices.

Before officially starting work, Jiang Huashu had already begun planning a short-term plan to enrich the entire commune. No one could stop him from leading his members towards a moderately prosperous society. After a few konjac biscuits and a plate of strawberries and milk, the couple had finished discussing the general outline of the matter and left their respective spaces.

Jiang Huashu brought out a few pancakes his wife had made. Since everyone was busy with the autumn harvest recently, they hadn't had time to visit. So, instead of sweet potato flour, he used cornmeal (we call it cornmeal back home) mixed with a little sorghum flour and a bit of white flour. The color looked the same, but the taste was different. Most importantly, it didn't make your throat hurt.

A pot of mung bean soup, cooked in a health-preserving electric stew pot. The mung beans were all cooked into powder and turned into sand. Rock sugar was added, and it tasted especially delicious with a crunchy texture.

A big plate of big plate of chicken was the dish that Shui Shui ordered in a message on his social media yesterday.

A plate of tofu with green onions was ordered by Fifth Grandpa. It was still the hottest time of the year, so eating some cold dishes would help to cool down the body.

There was also a small pot of pork ribs stewed with beans ordered by Jiang Huashu and Xingxing, two of the diners. There were more pork ribs and the beans were just a symbolic garnish. Both of them were carnivores and could not live without meat.

The only thing Jiang Huashu and his wife found difficult after their transmigration was cooking. In modern times, they usually had a nanny to do it, so they rarely had to do it. The occasional cooking was when the nanny was on break or when they felt like it. The kitchen utensils and stove were all top-notch, making cooking easy. But here, they had to burn wood and cook in a large iron pot. And the large pot was too hot to cook, and with the lid on, it was hard to tell whether it was cooked through. The first few times, the food was either burnt or undercooked. After being honest with Fifth Grandpa, they simply cooked in the space kitchen, saving time, effort, and worry.

Boil water in a large iron pot outside and let it cool when it's time to cook, then it's boiled water. It's good for drinking on a regular basis, and the chimney will still be smoking at mealtime anyway, so no one will notice. Cook rice in the rice cooker, soup in the electric stew pot, and stir-fry vegetables directly in the wok. The kitchen has water, electricity, and gas connections, so you can serve it straight away when it's cooked. Really convenient.

When Jiang Huashu and his wife were young, there was a big pot in their hometown, but they were too young at that time and their family did not allow them to cook. Later, when they grew up and learned to cook, they used a coal stove and a small iron pot to cook at home.

Just as they had set the table, the three of them returned. Fifth Grandpa and Shuishui carried their hoes, while Xingxing carried a small backpack. The cornfield was hot and stuffy, and Shuishui was soaked to the skin, like he'd just been pulled out of the water. He took off the sunscreen from his face and wrung it out, releasing a ton of water. He was exhausted, like a dead dog, barely able to speak. Except for his eyes, every part of his body signaled to his master that he didn't want to move.

Grandpa Wu helped to harvest beans today and was very tired.

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