However, this matter couldn't be discussed with Qi Yunxiao, so Shen Qingyu pondered when to discuss it with her mother.
Soon, the Dragon Guards brought over the old man who raised rabbits.
This old man was also chosen from among the refugees. Because he was good at raising rabbits, everyone recently gave him the nickname "Old Rabbit Raider".
The old man, for reasons unknown, simply began to claim to everyone that he was Rabbit Old Man, and no one cared about his original name anymore.
When the old rabbit saw Shen Qingyu, he bowed almost every time he spoke, looking extremely frightened.
Shen Qingyu didn't want to frighten him too much, so she kept it short and asked about raising rabbits.
Speaking of this, the old rabbit keeper wasn't so scared anymore. He talked about the rabbit's habits and some precautions for feeding it.
However, when Shen Qingyu heard that "rabbits cannot be startled, otherwise they are prone to sudden death," she sat up straight and asked, "Is there any good way to deal with this?"
The old rabbit shrugged: "The best way is to keep the rabbits in a quiet place where there is no loud noise, so they won't easily startle the nest."
Shen Qingyu understood.
However, this makes large-scale rabbit farming in Shenjia Village somewhat troublesome.
On the one hand, there are many people working in Shenjia Village nowadays, and there are also many children. It's lively all day long. Every now and then, when someone has a happy occasion, firecrackers are set off.
If we follow the old rabbit's logic, setting off firecrackers could scare rabbits to death.
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Qingyu shared her thoughts with the rabbit herder: "I just want to find something for the village children to do, so they don't fight and cause trouble all the time. So I'm thinking of having them raise rabbits. Do you have any good ideas?"
The old rabbit keeper laughed as soon as he heard this: "Isn't that simple? Have the children pull weeds in the morning, and after they've done it, have them carry the weeds in groups to the rabbit farm on the back mountain, then have them feed the rabbits together before going back together, and that's it."
That's a good idea.
The old rabbit farmer has made a living by raising and selling rabbits. Because there are too many rabbits, he can't manage them all by himself, so he has asked the children from the refugees in the back mountain to help him cut grass.
He would naturally be willing to help pull the weeds if more people could assist him.
If the children bring a large handful of grass every day, they will each be given a fat rabbit after a month.
And so the matter was settled amicably.
The next step was to unify thinking, so Shen Qingyu asked someone to invite the village head.
Uncle Lizheng was worried that he would have no work after the sweet potato flour workshop closed down. When he heard that a meeting was going to be held to organize the villagers to raise rabbits, he immediately perked up.
As soon as the gong was struck, everyone gathered under the big tree.
Shen Qingyu, the old rabbit farmer, and the villagers listened from below, while the village head spoke from above.
After the explanation, many people in the village were tempted.
How wonderful it would be if we could cut grass and raise rabbits during the off-season, and have meat for a few meals at home!
Besides, once the rabbit skin is tanned, it can be made into a fur coat!
With the rules and regulations mentioned by Uncle Lizheng, everyone agreed.
In no time, the women who had finished their chores at home and the children who were bored all decided to cut grass to feed the rabbits.
With the older children all going to school, there were no idle people in the village, and naturally, there were fewer conflicts and disagreements.
Shen Qingyu also specifically mentioned that if the rabbit farming scale continues to expand, by the end of the year there will be more rabbits, and the rabbit meat and fur can be sold at a fair price to the people in the village and the resettlement site in the back mountain. If there are any more, they can also be sold at a fair price to the villagers in Hengshui Town.
There's one more thing Shen Qingyu didn't mention: if they get this money, they can use it to build roads in the village.
Returning from under the big tree, Qi Yunxiao quietly asked Shen Qingyu, "If there are many rabbits, you can make a lot of money in a year. Why don't you think about earning some for yourself?"
Shen Qingyu snorted: "I wouldn't even look at such a small amount of money!"
Qi Yunxiao chuckled and reached out to ruffle Shen Qingyu's hair, his heart softening even more.
Ordinary people, who would complain about having too much money?
Only when one's own wife knows how to prioritize the big gains over the small ones, so that everyone in the village and even the town of Hengshui can benefit, can everyone work together more harmoniously.
She is truly not greedy.
Finally having some free time, Shen Qingyu sneaked into Zhao Yuzhu's room.
Zhao Yuzhu was writing down the plans and order arrangements for each workshop with a charcoal pencil when a head suddenly popped up next to her, startling her!
"Oh my god! You little rascal, you scared your mother to death?!" Zhao Yuzhu slapped Shen Qingyu's arm, both annoyed and reproachful.
Shen Qingyu chuckled and put her arm around her mother's shoulder: "Mom, do you miss Dad?"
Zhao Yuzhu paused for a moment, then chuckled: "What are you thinking? Haven't you seen enough after all these years? It's so rare that I don't have to argue with him anymore, I can't be more relaxed now!"
Shen Qingyu, however, discerned her mother's thoughts from the moment she was stunned.
It's not that she doesn't want to; it's that she doesn't want to.
She's deliberately hiding this from me so I won't worry!
But with the ability to read people's expressions that I've honed over the years, how could I not see it?
However, Shen Qingyu pretended not to know and shook her mother's shoulder: "Mom, I'm worried that if your father finds another woman while you're not home, what will happen? When you come back, there won't be a place for you anymore!"
Zhao Yuzhu glared at him: "He wouldn't dare! I'd give him the guts!"
Shen Qingyu naturally knew that her father would most likely not do such a thing. Although her father and mother often bickered, their relationship was genuinely good.
But what if it takes too long?
Over time, how many young girls would have their eyes on a middle-aged man like my father, who is the CEO of a large corporation, and who is not bad-looking and has a very good manner and speech?
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