In the days that followed, Lu Yuan and Wen Moxue both deeply felt the warmth and care of the villagers.
Every time I go out and meet someone, I greet them warmly and ask what's wrong with them. I'll also slip them something—a melon from one family, a potato from another, and sometimes even an egg.
The two were flattered and overwhelmed.
"What's going on? Why have all the villagers become so nice?"
The young couple were completely baffled, so they asked Xu Dong for an answer, and that's when they finally found out.
Lu Yuan was both amused and exasperated. He had transformed from a lazy bum in the village into a promising young man who selflessly dedicated himself to the village. The feeling of being pampered and adored by everyone...
Hey, I have to say, it's pretty cool!
But after calming down and thinking about it, he realized that this couldn't go on. He was being supported by the whole village, and if it went on for too long without any results, people would probably stop being affectionate and fond of him and only feel disappointed and sighing.
This won't do. He might not care about himself, but he has a wife and children. He can't let his wife and children be bullied by the villagers.
This is forcing him to contribute to the village.
Fortunately, he came from the future and had countless ideas for getting rich. However, no matter how many ideas he had, he couldn't just throw them all out at once. At most, he could come up with one or two plans that didn't require him to lift a finger and only required him to talk about them.
He fell into deep thought. To improve the village, there were only two aspects: first, to ensure that people had enough to eat and wear, and second, to earn money to build new houses.
Both of these aspects are extremely difficult in this era.
To ensure food security, we need to increase grain production. There are many ways to increase grain production, the most common being fertilization.
Every year, the commune's fertilizer supply was limited, and many production brigades couldn't get any fertilizer at all, relying entirely on manual fertilizer from the villages. However, the yield from manual fertilizer was significantly lower than that from those who had used chemical fertilizer.
Fertilizer is hard to come by, and he never thought about making fertilizer in his village. Putting aside whether he knew how to make it, he was unwilling to set up a fertilizer factory in the village just because of the environmental pollution.
If you really want to set up a factory, you can set up other factories, make money, and then buy fertilizer. Wouldn't that be better?
Another way to increase crop yields is to reduce land idleness. Currently, agricultural technology is still very backward, making it impossible to achieve two crops a year. We can only plant some other crops after harvesting wheat.
The brigade basically grows radishes and cabbages every year, and Lu Yuan felt that they could make a change.
As for keeping warm and living in a brick house, you need money; to put it bluntly, you need to find a way to make money.
In this era of planned economy, private factories and businesses were not allowed to be established or sold, but they could be established in the name of the collective.
Lu Yuan was writing and drawing on the octagonal table in the main room, while Wen Moxue occasionally chimed in with her opinions.
In half a day, the two of them came up with a plan.
The most feasible and simplest way now is to engage in animal husbandry.
Raising pigs, chickens, ducks, rabbits, etc. are all possible.
The young couple's initial plan was to raise pigs, chickens, and rabbits.
The villagers don't know how to do other things, nor do they have the skills or capital. But raising livestock is different; all the villagers know how, and the costs are not high.
The key is that the two of them have a cheat device that allows them to manipulate other aspects of the space. While it's easy for others to suspect them if they use the space to tamper with other aspects of the breeding process, they won't attract any attention at all.
That evening, the young couple went into the space to refine the plan, and only took it to show the team leader the next day.
Lu Guoan looked at the three full pages of the breeding plan, his hands trembling with excitement.
I had heard before that Lu Yuan was very concerned about the development of the village, and now that I see it, it is indeed true. He is really doing great things in silence.
"You wrote all of this?"
Lu Guoan wasn't skeptical that Lu Yuan could write such a good proposal; rather, he had never seen Lu Yuan write before and was somewhat surprised that he could write so well.
Lu Yuan's eyes flickered for a moment, then he nodded in agreement.
“I used to practice calligraphy with a stick, but since I got married, my wife has given me a pen and paper, and I practice calligraphy whenever I have free time. I’ve made great progress in the last two months.”
After saying that, he asked smugly, "How is it, Uncle? Isn't the handwriting pretty good?"
Lu Guoan nodded repeatedly, "Very good. I doubt you can find anyone in the whole village who writes better than you."
I was deeply moved. This kid had done so much quietly, making steady progress all along, and now he had amazed everyone.
“Ah Yuan, why are there no specific details about the breeding techniques you wrote down here? How am I supposed to answer when the commune leaders ask me about it?”
"Uncle, just say that I learned it from a book, and I don't know if it's mature enough. I need to try it out in our brigade first."
It wasn't that he was being petty; he was genuinely worried that if the relevant technologies were explained too clearly, their village wouldn't be able to set up pig farms and livestock farms.
“Uncle, tell the commune leaders that we need piglets, we'll take care of the rabbits ourselves…”
Worried that he might not speak well, Lu Guoan said, "Why don't you come with me to meet the commune leaders?"
Just as Lu Yuan was about to agree, he heard someone calling him, "Yuan, I just ran into Dr. Gao from the health center at the village entrance. He went to your house. You should go home and check on him."
Gao Weishan visited when they moved to their new home, and many people in the village knew him.
Lu Yuan shrugged and said, "I can't go. You can go by yourself. With this plan, just do as I say, and there won't be any problems."
"Alright, I'll go by myself. You go back now."
Lu Yuan happily returned home, and as soon as he reached the gate, he heard laughter and chatter coming from inside the courtyard.
He was very familiar with his wife's and Gao Weishan's voices, but there was also a strange yet very gentle and soothing female voice. He thought that this must be the voice of Gao Weishan's lover.
Upon hearing that voice, Lu Yuan subconsciously pictured a gentle and virtuous woman in his mind.
"Wife, I'm home."
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Lu Yuan called out loudly.
Just as he was about to greet Gao Weishan, a woman with a neatly combed bun turned around, her face beaming with a kind smile. But the moment she saw him, her smile froze.
Lu Yuan was also stunned when he saw the woman in front of him who looked five or six parts similar to him.
Wen Moxue walked over with a smile and took his arm.
"Brother Yuan, aren't you surprised to see that Aunt Xiao looks so much like you?"
Lu Yuan nodded blankly, genuinely surprised. He never expected that there would be someone in the world who looked so much like him. He had previously heard Gao Weishan say that he looked like his wife, and he thought it was just nonsense, but he never expected it to be true.
There was also a strange feeling in my heart that I also had the surname Xiao in my previous life.
Hello, Aunt Xiao!
Xiao Biyun snapped out of her daze, her eyes slightly red, feeling a pang of regret. The person in front of her who looked so much like her was actually a young man; she wished he were a girl.
"You must be Xiao Lu. I've heard Lao Gao mention you all the time, but I never expected you to be such a handsome young man."
Lu Yuan laughed, "Aunt Xiao, you're praising yourself by saying that."
"Haha, that's right, Biyun. Ayuan looks so much like you. When you praise his good looks, aren't you also praising yourself?"
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