As expected, Luan Feng and Jiang Min were fooled by Wan Feng's words "you are so smart" and they all lay on the kang to study the making of suits.
Wan Feng saw that there was nothing for him to do here, so he said, "I'm going out for a while," and walked out of Luan Feng's house and went straight to the brick factory.
He hasn't been to the brick factory for a long time. The renovation project of the brick factory should be completed, so he came to see what the factory looks like after the renovation.
Although it is almost time to get off work, the brick and tile factory is still bustling with activity. The people who are pressing water-bricks and making cement tiles are all busy. Wan Feng can feel the atmosphere of enthusiasm from a distance.
Zhang Hai stood on the brick kiln with his hands behind his back, looking down at the people working below, just like the landlords who monitored the work of the farmhands before liberation, looking a bit majestic.
Wan Feng thought that he should also go up and show off his power, at least not let Zhang Hai have all the glory.
The newly expanded brick kiln is twice as large as the original one. This time it looks more like a brick kiln, unlike the original earthen kilns that belonged to individual households.
I regretted it as soon as I climbed up to the Brick Kiln Peak. The newly expanded brick kiln had already been fired up, and the temperature on the top was nearly 30 degrees Celsius, which was very sour.
Zhang Hai ran over here and stood there. Does he have something wrong with his stomach or is he sick in his brain?
Wan Feng felt that there was nothing wrong with his brain, so he ran down again swiftly.
Zhang Hai laughed heartily on the brick kiln. "Why did you go down again? The yellow egg is so tender! You can't handle it in just a few moments. What a waste!"
You're the one wasting your time!
Wan Feng retorted, "Uncle Zhang Hai, are you crazy? If your job turns into grilling sausages, my aunt will find you a gang leader."
"We have something to say about the number of dicks."
Zhang Hai turned over and jumped down from the brick kiln and came to Wan Feng.
"Nephew, how is the expansion of the brick factory going?"
"That's good. At least it looks like it's happening."
"I can't believe that in just a few months this barren land has become the most active place for the Wahou team. What's even more surprising is that this place carries all the hopes of the Wahou people for a better life."
"A brick and tile factory has become your only hope. Do you think you can achieve anything?" Wan Feng curled his lips.
Zhang Hai immediately became excited: "Oh! Nephew, from what you said, it seems that you have other ways to make money? Let me tell you."
"Is there anyone in our team who has ever raised fish?"
Zhang Hai was stunned. "Fish farmers? Fish farmers. Let me think about it. The Wang Xiping brothers used to work at the Shangqiao Salt Field. I think they raised fish."
"Don't pretend, I want accurate information."
"That'll have to wait. I'll go ask his son."
Zhang Hai stood up and ran into the brick factory. After a while, he pulled out a strong man in his thirties.
"Er Gouzi's father is Wang Xiping, you can ask him."
The name of this middle-aged man was Wang Yuanman. Because he was the second child in the family, people of the same generation or elders called him Ergouzi.
Zhang Hai can call him Ergouzi but Wan Feng cannot, because there is a generation difference between them.
"Uncle, did Uncle Zhang Hai, our third great-grandfather, raise fish in the salt field when he was young?" Bianbian took out an opened box of Labor cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and poured it to each of them.
Wang Yuanman lit a cigarette and said, "That wasn't when he was young, it was the first three or four years. The old man came back two years ago when the salt field went bankrupt. He started raising fish before he came back. He and my second uncle both worked at the salt field and did raise fish."
Wan Feng became interested: "Haven't you heard what kind of fish the old man raises?"
"It's all those random fish in our river. Grass carp and crucian carp seem to be more common, but there are also silver carp and common carp. Then there are the miscellaneous fish that live there, like white mullet, willow root carp, fathead sand mullet, and so on. We raise them for years and feed them to the saltworks workers during the New Year and other festivals."
"Where did he get the fish from?"
The miscellaneous fish are wild, but silver carp and carp require fry.
"Aquaculture companies, what do they do if they don't sell fry? I'm not too sure about this, you can ask my old man or my second eldest brother."
Aquatic product companies do a lot of things, not just selling fish fry.
Wan Feng nodded: "It seems that I should have a good chat with your old man when I have time."
Wang Yuanman went back to work.
Wan Feng and Zhang Hai squatted by the wall of the brick factory office, and Wan Feng drew on the ground with a stick.
"Nephew, why are you asking about raising fish?"
"Of course it's fish farming. I won't ask about rice farming."
Zhang Hai began to think, muttering to himself, "Raising fish? Are you using the duck bend?"
“You have other places to study.”
"Duck Bay is a good place, but it's a little hard to manage with an area of nearly thirty acres."
Is it such a large area? Wan Feng was really not prepared. He didn't look carefully at first and thought it was only a dozen acres.
"It's not a problem if it's too big. We can build a dam or two in the middle of the pond with gates to separate it."
Zhang Hai slapped his thigh and said, "Right! This will make management easier. Since you've thought about this, nephew, you probably have some plans in mind. Let me hear them."
"If we want to raise fish in Yawan, we must first desilt the pond. The silt at the bottom of the pond is so thick. During the winter dry season, we need to drain all the water from Yawan and clear out the silt at the bottom of the pond. Then we need to build a dam inside the pond to divide it. We need to raise the dam on all four sides and use stone slopes to prevent the Inna River from flooding in. On the side facing the Inna River, we need to build a water retaining dam at least three meters high, with a gate."
About five or six years later, many shrimp pens were built along the coast of Heijiao. Wan Feng had just returned from Heilongjiang at that time and was driving a tractor for others to deliver stones to the shrimp pens. He had a deep understanding of the structure of the shrimp pens.
That’s how you play shrimp circles.
Zhang Hai gasped. "This project seems huge. How can we find enough people to do it? Our brick and tile factory can't stop working in the winter."
This is also a problem, Wan Feng thought about it.
"Then we'll see if we can outsource it to another production team. I've seen so much slow work in the production teams during the winter. As long as we pay them, I think there'll be people willing to do it. We can ask the brigade to help us out... Wait! If we can get the brigade to do this on a voluntary basis, what do you think that would be like?"
"Everyone in the brigade is gathered in Yawan. There's strength in numbers, so it will be easy."
"Let's give some gifts to the brigade cadres. I think it's feasible. We spent a lot of money and accomplished a great thing, hehehe."
Zhang Hai looked at Wan Feng as if he were a monster: "What the hell are you thinking? It's a shame you're not an official."
Become an official? Don't think that anyone can become an official.
To be an official, one must have an official seal. Wan Feng had his fortune told several times in his previous life, and there was no seal in his destiny. Being an official had nothing to do with him in his previous life, and there would be no connection in this life either.
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