When they reached the entrance of the ditch, Zhu Yan and Jiang Xue turned towards Luan Feng's house, while Wan Feng and Zhu Ping walked into the ditch and came to Liang Wan's house.
The most notable change in Liang Wan's family now is that all those bad boys have been expelled because they were delaying the girls from embroidering.
So the girls gathered together and were embroidering in the inner room.
After being complained by Wan Feng last time, the light bulb was immediately turned to 100 degrees, illuminating the whole room like daylight.
The patterns embroidered by these girls have become larger. The largest pattern has a diameter of two inches. The largest is the Fengfeng brand trademark, which is more than an inch long and one finger wide.
It costs two cents to embroider this trademark. Just use thread to embroider the two words directly. People with quick hands can embroider five or six at a time.
"My nephew Wan, what do the two words on the Luanfeng trademark mean?" A woman named Cuihua asked deliberately.
"I don't know. I don't recognize those two words." Wan Feng talked nonsense with his eyes open.
"Look how well Luan Feng treats you. She put the two characters in your names next to each other. It's like you're inseparable."
She was so eloquent that she could even use idioms. Wan Feng was thinking about whether he should sing a song about Cuihua for her.
There were several dishes on the table in the outer room, including two plates of fish.
The most common fish in the Yina River are willow root fish, white float fish, red fish, sand lake fish and old man fish. The fish are not very good but they taste good and are full of fragrance.
Zhang Hai, Liang Wan, the accountant, Zhu Ping, and an old man whom Wan Feng didn't know, who looked to be around fifty years old.
He should be Wang Xiping.
Wan Feng is the oldest and can only sit at the last seat.
There were several large bowls on the table. Zhang Hai took out a five-jin plastic jug from behind him and poured wine into each bowl one by one.
It was indeed draft beer, but there were five kilograms of draft beer for five people, one kilogram per person. How could this be useful? Even for someone with a good alcohol tolerance, it wouldn't be enough for one person.
Wan Feng also got a bowl.
"Come on, have a drink first. After finishing this beer, there's still a bottle of white wine. Ji Diu, pick up the bowl!"
"Ah! I still want to drink? Let my uncle drink it for me, I still want to drink it."
"Don't give me that shit, I have to drink the first bowl."
What kind of person is this? He doesn't even let the child go. He is worse than a beast!
"I'm fine, I only drink one bowl and I won't drink even a drop more."
After that, Wanfeng picked up the bowl, clinked it with the adult's, and drank it.
The adults poured another bowl, but this time they didn’t give it to Wan Feng.
After two bowls of wine, some things that were to take place at the table began.
"Uncle San, the team wants to clear out the duck bend to raise fish. You two old brothers are experts in raising fish in our team. Uncle Er went to his daughter's house and is not at home. Now we can only rely on you." Zhang Hai spoke first.
Wang Xiping took a bite of his food, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Yawan is a good place. They used to raise fish there during the Great Leap Forward, but then they abandoned it when the fish were cut off."
"Ah! Fish were raised there before? How come I didn't know?" Zhang Hai was a little surprised.
"Tsk! You were still wearing open-crotch pants at that time, you knew shit." Wang Xiping said contemptuously.
Zhang Hai is thirty years old this year. He was indeed wearing open-crotch pants during the Great Leap Forward.
"Uncle San, you and my second uncle are both idle at home right now. The team is planning to set up a fish farming team using duck bends to raise fish. They want you to be the captain of the fish farming team. Now, how do you think about how to do this duck bend fish farming?"
Wang Xiping did not reject Zhang Hai's suggestion. Ever since the salt field went bankrupt, the two brothers had been idle at home, doing nothing. This was not a blessing. For old farmers like them, doing nothing was the greatest torture.
The most common thing these old people say is: I feel uncomfortable if I don’t work.
Wan Feng didn't like this and even secretly despised it. In his opinion, it would be better to do nothing.
His biggest ideal is to live a life where he can have food and clothes provided for him and spend as much money as he wants.
Even though I know that's impossible.
"Duck Bend has probably been silted up for so many years. If we want to raise fish, we need to drain the water and clean out the silt at the bottom of the pond. At least the water should be deep enough."
"That's not a problem. I'll find a way to clean it up when I'm free in winter. You can just focus on the fish farming."
Wang Xiping took a sip of wine.
"I remember Duck Bend is about twenty acres in area, right?"
"Twenty-five acres." Zhang Hai added.
"If we raise fish, we might overcrowd the fish. One acre of fish pond can produce over 1,000 kilograms a year. If we rotate catch and release, we can catch four times a year, which means 3,000 to 4,000 kilograms. People in the south can catch five times a year because of the temperature, but that's not possible here."
According to Wang Xiping's method, Wan Feng quickly calculated in his mind.
If the 25-mu pond is calculated based on an output of 3,000 to 4,000 jin per mu, the output can reach 80,000 jin.
If I remember correctly, the price of fish will increase significantly next year, and the retail price will probably reach about 1.34 yuan.
Even at the retail price, these 80,000 kilograms of fish can only be sold for 10,000 yuan. After deducting the cost and labor, the estimated income is 6,000 yuan.
But can you sell these fish one by one yourself? That is impossible. You can only sell them to fishmongers in the market, and then you have to reduce the price by about one-third.
Then there would only be 4,000 yuan in income left.
After the whole pond is cleared, each worker can get 30 to 40 yuan, plus the convenience of eating fish.
Wan Feng immediately lost a lot of interest. This was too little.
In other production teams, this item alone could bring in thirty or forty yuan, and they would probably be very happy, but in Wan Feng's eyes, it was better than nothing.
Therefore, Wan Feng did not listen carefully to what Wang Xiping said about the mixed breeding of grass carp, silver carp and bighead carp, and how many fish to put per acre of land and how much fish feed to use.
It's boring, the money is too little.
Anyway, he is not an expert in fish farming, so there is no need for him to do it.
While others were discussing fish farming, Wan Feng was designing his Big Fish brand trademark in his mind. By the time others had finished their discussion, his trademark had also taken shape.
After drinking, Wan Feng and Zhu Ping came to Luan Feng's house again.
Luan Feng's house was still bustling with activity. Among the three people with machines and charms, one from the Shanhou team came to make some money, and the other two were probably from far away and wouldn't come at night.
Zhu Yan and Jiang Xue were tailoring in the inner room, Jiang Min was making wedding dresses, and Luan Feng was receiving people who came to mend holes and sew white stripes on clothes.
Wan Feng walked into the room without saying a word. He took a pen and paper and drew a big fish swallowing a hook.
Recently, due to frequent painting, his painting skills have improved significantly, and this big fish was painted by him vividly.
Luan Feng leaned over and took a look: "What are you drawing?"
"The trademark! The trademark for the suit. Tell the embroiderers to embroider some of this. Use red thread for the big fish, and black thread for the fish hook and the words 'Fengfeng Clothing' below. Remember?"
"I don't remember!" Luan Feng answered very straightforwardly.
Wan Feng sighed and had to make some marks with a pen.
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