Chapter 96: Fish Farming in Rice Fields
Negotiations are very particular and require some tricks. Especially if you want long-term cooperation, you should show your real abilities and offer attractive benefits.
Fang Hongye has a strong ability to accept things. After more than a month and dozens of performances, her courage, boldness, and ability to remain calm in times of crisis have all been well trained. She listened carefully to An Zhixia's instructions, with mixed feelings on her pretty face. Finally, she took a deep breath and nodded heavily.
"Director Xiao An, don't worry, I will definitely get this order!"
"Don't feel too pressured. Our country Xiahua is so big that we don't need their order. However, this is an opportunity for you to train yourself and also an opportunity to promote our name." An Zhixia patted her shoulder and took out the results of his half-month work, a thick stack of stage series scripts.
"This is what I just wrote. You can try to practice it. I'll take some photos for you. If the other party is willing to buy our program, we'll give them a 20% discount on the newly launched stage play. In the future, we will only look for him to cooperate with in a province."
Fang Hongye took out a pen and a notebook and wrote down the details carefully. After returning home, she practiced negotiation with her family members like crazy. Even her newborn nephew couldn't escape. After practicing with her family members, she went to her eldest and second uncles' houses to practice with them.
She is the only girl in the family, and everyone dotes on her and is very cooperative.
An Zhixia gave several on-site instructions on the arrangement and performance of the new stage play until everyone got the hang of it. Fang Hongye watched the whole process from the side, looking for the differences between the scene and the script, and trying to avoid An Zhixia's time spent on instruction next time.
An Zhixia took a break from his creative work. He had nothing to do for a while, so he rode his bike around, claiming to inspect new factory projects. The weather had already gotten hot in mid-April, and the rice fields had been plowed and were waiting to be planted in half a month. This was a mountainous area in the south of Xiahua Country. Because the grain yield per mu was not high, everyone had to grit their teeth and work hard for three seasons, two seasons of rice and one season of green manure. Even so, every household still lived a tight life, and if there was a famine year, several lives could be lost.
She is not a saint, nor does she seek a good reputation in vanity. It is just that anyone who has come to this era from the future and feels the plight of the people would want to help. Just like when people have spare money, they would satisfy their initial kindness when they were young, donate to poor children, support orphans to study, and bring nutritional supplements to visit the lonely elderly in nursing homes...
Doing so can give a restless heart a moment of peace, allowing one to draw strength from those pairs of moved and grateful eyes and continue to struggle to live.
An Zhixia didn't know much about farming, but she knew how to raise fish in rice fields, which could not only increase rice production, but also bring in extra income from fish. This method was invented more than 1,700 years ago and was the result of the wisdom of our ancestors. However, Hetang Village and even Fujiang County were isolated from the outside world. Apart from the pillar industries that have emerged in recent years, they have remained the same as they were hundreds of years ago.
She had not heard of any place practicing fish farming in rice fields.
An Zhixia squinted her eyes, found the relevant books, and took a quick look. Since it was a method used by our ancestors, it wouldn't be too difficult. As long as we grasped a few key points, we could achieve a good harvest of both fields and fish!
She couldn't help but feel excited. She took a deep breath, stopped the car, stood on the dirt road and looked at the fields. An Zhixia squinted her eyes, and used her spiritual sense to search the book, reading it word by word. In fact, raising fish in rice fields is not as exaggerated as described in farming literature. There is water in the rice fields, and pests and weeds are a headache for farmers, and most of these can be solved by raising fish.
Fish can eat a lot of mosquito larvae and snails, which can reduce the incidence of serious diseases such as malaria, filariasis and schistosomiasis. Fish can also eat weeds, dredge the soil, and use their feces as fertilizer. It can increase rice yields by 10% or even 40%!
However, fish farming in rice fields should be based on rice fields, while fish farming should be considered. Therefore, the number of fish should give way to rice fields. About 1,000 fish are released per mu of land, which is equivalent to two per square meter. The yield per mu is less than 40 kilograms. At the purchase price of 30 cents per catty of fish, the profit per mu can be more than 20 yuan.
The thing that Hetang Village has the most is farmland. Each person has two to three acres of land, not including dry land and forests.
An Zhixia did not ride her bike again, but instead pushed the bike towards the village while thinking about this matter carefully. When she arrived at the entrance of the village, she sorted out all the things, got on the bike and rode towards the village chief's house, leaving a group of villagers who wanted to pull her to talk about something new behind.
"Director Xiao An is here. Are you looking for our Hongye?" The village chief's wife was sewing clothes in the yard. When she saw her coming, she quickly stood up and asked.
"Aunt, you should call me Zhixia or Xiaoan. This factory is just a job title, not an official position." An Zhixia parked the car, took out a handful of beautiful fruit candies from her pocket, called the children in the yard to her side, and gave two to each of them.
The children all shouted with smiles: "Thank you, Aunt Zhixia!"
Aunt Zhixia...
"How did I get promoted?"
"You are one year younger than me, so how come you are their elder sister?" Fang Hongye said with a smile, "Why don't you call me aunt?"
"No, I'm still a baby," An Zhixia sighed with a frown.
Everyone laughed, and even the village chief came out of the house, "Only a girl like you dares to say and think."
"Are you praising me for being thick-skinned?" She pulled her cheek and said with a giggle.
"Yes, you are so shameless that you come here at mealtime," Fang Hongye said, holding her arm. "What do you want to eat? We have a lot of game at home, pheasants, wild ducks, wild boars, and wild rabbits. You can choose whatever you want. We also have chicken and duck eggs that we just found this morning."
"Yes, Lizi, go to the village entrance now to see if An Zhiqing has returned, and invite him to our house for dinner," said the village chief. Without waiting for An Zhixia to say anything, Fang Hongli walked out the door in two or three steps.
"Village chief, there's no need to go to so much trouble. Just have a simple meal. I came here to talk to you about some things in the fields," An Zhixia said with a somewhat embarrassed smile.
The village chief was very conscious. Since Fang Hongye was working in the commune, he kept his two sons away from the chicken farm recruitment, hoping to leave more opportunities for others. Fang Hongsheng, Fang Hongli and their families had no objections and continued to work hard.
Ever since Cui Tianhao's case was concluded, the Cui family's reputation was torn to pieces and became known throughout the entire commune. Naturally, Cui Chengjun lost his position as village party secretary and it fell to Zhang Shanquan, a highly respected man who had a good relationship with the village chief.
(End of this chapter)
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