As soon as summer began, Qiao Xin began to lead people to apply secondary fertilizer to the crops in the orchard and melon field.
A flourishing crop depends on manure.
The more than ten public toilets built by Qiao Xin in Weizhou Prefecture collected farm manure, which came in handy.
Now the system no longer makes trouble and honestly performs its duties, and the two of them get along harmoniously. Qiao Xin also gave all the merit points she earned on weekdays to the system, exchanging a lot of biological fermentation strains and composting methods from the platform.
The fertilizer that originally took half a year to compost can now be decomposed once every half a month under Qiao Xin's operation, which greatly saves time and recycles waste as much as possible.
There are dozens of fertilizer pools of different sizes, not far below the pig house, with channels at the top connecting the pig pens, wastewater, and waste discharge outlets. The feces and food residues cleaned out of the pig house every day are directly discharged into the fermentation pools.
Every three to five days, sprinkle a layer of fermentation bacteria, collect fertilizers at intervals, and when a pool is full, cover it with wooden boards and ferment it again. In half a month, it will become dark brown compost, which can be directly thrown into crops and orchards.
This job is both tiring and dirty, which is why Qiao Xin hired people on a daily basis and offered twice the usual wages. However, this job has become the most sought-after job in the Qiao family.
It’s no big deal if it’s a little dirty. Crops are not that particular. Every time they go out to work, they come home covered in sweat. Who doesn’t smell?
Just wash it and it's done! Ordinary people don't care about those little rules. As long as the money is in place, they are happy to do it no matter how dirty or tiring it is!
Nowadays, the fertilizer from more than a dozen fermentation tanks is only enough to irrigate more than 20 acres of watermelon fields.
This fertilizer is still not enough! Qiao Xin grimaced and fixed his eyes on the pig house halfway up the hill. He had a different plan in mind.
The pig pen was already full, with more than fifty piglets of all sizes. The capacity had not yet been reached, but Jiang Dahai led a small team of three people to serve these little ancestors, working from morning till night every day, and there was no free time.
Qiao Xin was standing in front of the pig pen, looking at the fat and strong black pigs. Her mind was full of all kinds of delicious food made from pork.
No matter how you cook wild boar meat, it will never be as tender and delicious as domestic pig meat!
The yield of vegetables in the fields is rising rapidly. The supply has exceeded the demand, but the meat cannot keep up.
Most likely, the pigs raised in this first batch of pig sties will be sent to Beijing. We won’t be able to get many at home, so now is the time to consider raising a few more.
The area of land reserved at the beginning was not small, and the first phase of the house was just built, covering an area of more than one acre. It was more than enough for all the pigs, even if there was only one pig in a single room.
Such a good location cannot be wasted like this.
Qiao Xin struck while the iron was hot and said to Jiang Dahai, "Xiao Jiang, there is still a lot of land behind. It would be a pity to leave it empty. I will send someone to build another row of pig pens in a few days. How about raising another fifty pigs? Then I will send two more people to help you. You can continue to work hard and guide them."
Jiang Dahai almost jumped up when he heard this, but he didn't dare to act like a spoiled child in front of Qiao Xin, so he could only complain tactfully: "Madam, I'm afraid I can't feed so many pigs!"
These little piglets are really good eaters. They are growing really well, gaining over 100 pounds in just two months, and looking like they are puffed up like balloons.
After the boar was dipped, it became lazy all of a sudden, neither digging the wall nor fighting. Every day, it ate as soon as it opened its eyes, and slept when it was full!
That's right, that's what he feeds the pigs three times a day. A bucket of pig feed weighs thirty or forty kilograms, and he would have to carry dozens of buckets for each meal.
At the beginning, every time he finished his work, his arms were so weak that his hands were shaking when he used chopsticks to eat. Now the workload has to be doubled, and he really can't bear to think about it.
Qiao Xin seemed not to notice his crying face, and said with a smile: "I will find three more helpers for you and equip you with a few more cars. They will also help deliver the pig grass to you on a regular basis, so that you can have less worries.
Look, you have a share in the pig farm, the better it is run, the higher your income will be, right? The more capable you are, the more work you will do. Just work hard! If you are really too busy, you can take on a few more apprentices! I didn't say that this technology cannot be passed on to others!"
Jiang Dahai is not as generous as Qiao Xin. He knows very well that raising pigs well is a magic weapon for making money, and how can it be easily learned by others? For the time being, no matter what, he can only spread it within the Qiao family.
As for other people, don’t even think about it.
After weighing the pros and cons, he compromised and said, "Then old lady, find a few more servants who are willing to work to help. I am afraid I can help take care of them. As for outsiders, forget it!"
"Okay, that's not a problem." Qiao Xin got a satisfactory answer and left briskly.
Jiang Dahai was left alone to sigh at the pigs.
Jiang Dahai sometimes feels that his life is not as comfortable as that of a pig in the Qiao family!
Eat and sleep, sleep and eat, isn’t this the life he pursued before!
Look at these little ones. When it's time, they have to go for a walk in the woods. When it's hot, they have to take a bath in the pool every morning and evening. They have to get rid of insects once a month. No matter what they do, someone will take care of them.
Not to mention the pigsty, which has to be cleaned all the time and there can't be any smell.
Take the pig food for example. He wanted to try it when he saw it. Bean dregs, vegetable cakes, mixed wild vegetables. In times of famine, people could not eat such good food. The various pig feeds were not only specially supplied, but also changed every two or three months.
In the spring, they eat alfalfa, and now they eat lettuce leaves and radish. After another month, they eat giant elephant grass and ryegrass in turn.
I can’t finish it. I can’t finish it at all.
Just to take care of these little ancestors, the old lady actually specially set aside several plots of land by the river to plant a large amount of pig grass.
His parents didn't care so much about him as a son in the beginning!
When Xu Sinian returned home in the afternoon, he saw his uncle muttering to the piglet again.
After listening carefully, it was really enough. Her uncle actually envied the Qiao family's pig.
Have some ambition, okay? When the pigs are fat, they will be slaughtered!
"Sinian, God is so unfair. You say that the difference between people is like heaven and earth, but how can there be such a big difference between people and pigs?"
Xu Sinian answered without even looking up, "Hamsters and toilet rats are both born in the Year of the Rat, so aren't their lives very different? You still have the energy to be sad about the passing of time. I think the old lady has given you too little work to do!"
Jiang Dahai glared at her and said, "Hey, little girl, you've only been in the Qiao family for a few days, and you've already become a complete outcast! What's the lack of? The old lady came here today and said that the second phase of the pig shed will be built on the vacant land behind in a few days. When that time comes, your uncle will really be spinning like a top."
While muttering: "Girls are really not worth keeping when they grow up. If you keep them, they will become enemies..."
There was a sense of melancholy, loss, and bitterness in his words.
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