Two thousand ducks were sold at an average of four dollars each, and five hundred were exchanged for cloth and oil.
"Ji Zhiqing, when are we going to buy a tractor?" It would be really inconvenient to deliver goods without a tractor, and Zhao Jiaojiao knew this too.
"After the New Year!" Although his family wrote to him asking him to go back this year, he was afraid that he couldn't go back given the current situation.
"Several old educated youth are going home this year and will leave tomorrow." Fang Aijun knew that these educated youth really had no money to go home, but they had received commissions from orders before and had enough money to go home.
Ji Yuanhang and Fang Aijun did not stay at Zhao's house until late and went back to the duck farm.
"Yuanhang, do you think my mother will scold me when she receives the package?" Fang Aijun used to be a naughty child at home.
It is undoubtedly surprising that he can now do things so quietly.
Ji Yuanhang was silent for a moment before he said, "No, they'll just say that their Aijun has grown up."
This made Fang Aijun burst out laughing. "I can imagine what my mother's expression will be when she receives the package."
"I can't go back this year, and I'm afraid I'll be even busier next year."
But Yuanhang was unwilling to stay in the Zhaojiacun Brigade forever, and he would definitely be able to return to the city.
"After the New Year, I'll go to the county town and buy a tractor. Then I'll let you learn to drive it."
Fang Aijun smiled happily, "Tractor, I can drive a tractor too, but I don't know how. I'll go to the transport team and ask Master Huang to teach me."
"Should we buy another incubator?"
"Yes, I need to buy another one. The ducks hatch too slowly."
The two men were talking as they walked towards the duck farm. They wanted to return to the duck farm before it got dark.
A dog is raised at the duck farm to prevent someone from stealing things. It is better to be safe than sorry. There are more than 2,000 ducks at the duck farm, and a batch of laying ducks have started laying eggs one after another.
On the road from the town to the Zhaojia Village Brigade, there was a tall figure carrying a backpack and heading towards the Zhaojia Village Brigade.
Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see the road. It is no longer the muddy road it used to be, but is paved with cobblestones and sand.
It’s only been a few years and the roads here in the brigade have been repaired?
As soon as I arrived at Zhaojiacun Brigade, I could still smell the aroma of meat?
This made the tall figure even more stunned.
He didn't stop and continued to go where he was going.
Zhao family.
Zhao Jiaojiao soaked her feet and listened to her younger sister Zhao Lingling's nagging, "Sister, don't you know that someone said something bad about you before, but today someone said something good about you again. It really is true that whoever has milk is the mother."
Zhao Jiaojiao held her forehead with her hand. She said this unintentionally, but her younger sister remembered it.
"Actually, this is all because of poverty. Now all the members of the brigade know that the duck farm is getting better and better, and their lives will get better and better. For example, if the cloth and oil were exchanged for money, they would still be reluctant to spend them. But the cloth and oil are different. These things are hard to buy even if you have money, so they will always remember the good things of the duck farm."
"I heard that the brigade next door has an oil press, but each household in their brigade doesn't get much oil, and they only get a little money during the Chinese New Year. But now in our brigade, today we are collecting money, distributing pork, and distributing oil."
"Life will get better and better, and we'll be able to eat meat every meal in the future."
Zhao Lingling agreed that her family was getting better and better. She used to eat only corn tortillas and rarely ate rice, but now she could eat rice occasionally and still feel full.
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