While selling his own products, he also bought a lot of goods, such as Sichuan-style cured pork, Northeast red sausage, and locally made sausages.
Anyway, if there's nothing in my space right now, I'll buy some and put it there. To be honest, I really like eating these things, but because of my age, I don't eat that much, but that doesn't stop me from buying them!
Even with these expenses, there was still a little left over.
You ask yourself why you didn't sell it at the county market. To be honest, you didn't dare, for fear that someone would recognize you.
Another point is that if you sell in the county town market, you don't have to pay taxes, but you at least need a place to set up a stall!
There are no empty stalls in the market before 10 a.m., and I sell the freshest fruits and vegetables, so I'd better not!
Oh, I see. If you want to ask...
Why not sell it at the market near your home?
The reason is simpler: my yard is too small to build a greenhouse, so where would I get all these fruits and vegetables?
It's so obvious that you can't explain its origin, right?
Five years have passed in the blink of an eye. I never imagined that so much time has passed since the space appeared.
In recent years, I've taken advantage of this space to go to the local markets whenever I have free time. What about the first two years?
I was still selling at the market near the county town. While at the market, I met a fruit vendor who lived in the town and wasn't far from my home.
Thinking that he was getting old and couldn't possibly drive his old car to such a far place to go to the market every day, he finally thought that he could take a little from him each time and take some from his space, and sell them together.
By getting goods from him, the fruits and vegetables in the space can be sold openly in the village, and you can sell them however you want.
And so, I started selling at the markets closest to my home. Although I earned less than before, it wasn't tiring, was it?
After all, he was getting on in years, so he continued selling fruit near his home for three years.
The space is completely different now compared to before!
First, in the greenhouse on the east side of the yard, there are newly transplanted strawberries, tomatoes, and chives. These are all vegetables that sell for relatively high prices in winter.
It's only the beginning of August, but these days everyone's chasing something new, like strawberries—whoever gets them first makes the most money.
So whenever he has free time, he stays in the space tending to these vegetables and fruits, all in the hopes of selling them for a high price.
There are still some vegetables in the western vegetable garden, such as eggplants, green onions, green beans, cucumbers, etc. The other fields are empty. The corn in the fields has been harvested, and wheat will be planted in a few days.
In the past few years, we have planted almost every type of grain, but wheat is still the most widely planted crop, since wheat can grow in winter.
In recent years, I have thoroughly studied the space. No matter what the outside is like, the inside will be the same. It can be said that the four seasons are distinct. Whether it is heavy rain or light rain outside, the inside will be the same.
You could say this space is a miniature version of Earth, since it's such a tiny place.
Fortunately, no matter how heavy the rain is inside, the courtyard doesn't retain water; it all flows out through the sewer connected to the toilet.
I don't know what the principle is, and I still haven't figured it out, so I gave up!
Also, the pomegranate tree in the chicken coop was transplanted to the study near the west-facing window.
There's nothing we can do. The fruit trees just grew too big as they got bigger.
To ensure the fruit trees in my yard bear fruit, have a high yield, and produce good taste, I bought many books online and watched videos on how to prune fruit trees. I learned a lot from them.
I would say that through these years of experimentation, I would not call myself an expert in this field, but I am certainly quite skilled.
Secondly, the room has changed a lot. The bed in the bedroom has been moved to the study, the chaise lounge behind the bookshelf has been moved to the next room, and the desk has been moved to the southeast corner of the window, where there is only a chair.
There's no other way. There's not enough room for everything right now, so I'll have to reorganize it again.
A bookshelf sits in the southwest corner of the room. The bed from the bedroom is in the northeast corner, covered with new bedding and a new quilt.
I was also worried that the bed would be too hard, so I bought a mattress online.
There's nothing we can do about it. We've gotten used to it over the years, so we can only add some more things.
In the northwest corner was a two-meter-wide shelf, filled with items bought from the supermarket. The top shelf held toiletries, the second shelf held things like baby formula, and the bottom two shelves held toilet paper and sanitary napkins, all crammed full.
These were added gradually in recent years.
I always buy two sets, one for the room and one for the outside. As for the dressing table in the bedroom, I put it next door.
There's nothing I can do. I'd like to buy more, but there are some things I don't need at my age, and I can only buy them in the county town or township.
This freed up 12 square meters in the bedroom, where six shelves were placed side by side. Underneath the shelves were 12 large water vats filled with grain, and on the second shelf were large pumpkins, each weighing about 20 kilograms.
I originally planned to use sacks, but I realized that they couldn't hold as much grain as a large water vat, so I ended up using the water vat instead.
On top are four rows of sauerkraut blankets and two rows of nylon bags. Except for the sauerkraut jars, which are full, the rest are not yet full.
The sauerkraut in the sauerkraut blanket wasn't bought; it was all made from vegetables grown in the space, pickled little by little by myself.
Putting everything else aside, I haven't used any chemical fertilizers for the grains or other crops I grow in my space, so I can say that they are pollution-free and green products.
These things, except for the fruit, weren't for sale, so I'll save them to eat slowly later.
Next is the storage room that connects to the kitchen, which is almost completely full.
In recent years, a lot of things have been added to it, the most common being chicken, duck, and goose eggs and fruits, all of which are produced by the fruit trees and chickens, ducks, and geese in the space.
That's true; over the years, these have been the highest-producing areas.
There are two shelves just for storing chicken, duck, and goose eggs. On the shelves, which are four meters long, one meter wide, and three and a half meters high, one shelf holds 2,600 boiled chicken eggs, 8,100 salted duck eggs, and 1,150 goose eggs. The other two shelves hold raw eggs, with one chicken egg and 2,000 goose eggs.
What to do? They're so productive! I've discovered that the chickens, ducks, and geese produce more in the space than outside, and they're all reaching maximum productivity.
Putting everything else aside, just look at these hens. They can lay 260-280 eggs a year, and they only need to rest for a few days in winter.
If this space were perpetually spring-like, wouldn't it never stop blooming all year round?
The fruit trees planted have only borne fruit in the last two years. One apple tree can produce 100 jin a year, one cherry tree can produce 100 jin a year, one white peach (hairy peach) tree can produce 300 jin a year, one jujube tree can produce 180 jin a year, one persimmon tree can produce 300 jin a year, and one pomegranate tree can produce 100 jin a year.
These can be considered high-yield products, and they taste better than those from outside.
As for the grapevines, needless to say, a single Kyoho grapevine can yield 2,000 jin (1,000 catties) and a Summer Black grapevine 100 jin (50 catties).
160 jin of strawberries, 20 jin of blueberries, 750 jin of watermelon, 150 jin of cantaloupe, and 100 jin of honeydew melon.
The yield of Kyoho grapes is too high. At its peak, a single vine can produce 18,000 catties (5,000-6,000 kg). However, in order to ensure sweetness and good taste, the yield is usually controlled to around 2,000 catties (1,000-1,000 kg). The only drawback is the short growth cycle, with the best-tasting grapes only being produced in the first few years.
However, a single Kyoho grape vine can only bear fruit for about ten years, so it needs to be propagated by cuttings frequently.
I've made all the plans, but after I've propagated it, I'll put it in the kitchen and won't transplant it for now. Otherwise, if I suddenly pass away one day, won't all the grapes on the tree rot?
So let's just forget about it! Let's talk about it later! It's just a matter of getting the results two or three years later.
Finally, we arrived at the kitchen, but it was still the same as before. The large vats and all kinds of pots, pans, and bowls were all empty.
Since there was no more room inside, we killed the chickens, ducks, and geese outside and cooked them into food.
It's winter now, and chickens, ducks, and geese aren't laying eggs much, so we'll keep them for now and let them hatch chicks next spring.
For the next six months, besides going to the market to sell apples and grapes, I spent my free time dealing with the 200 chickens, 100 ducks, and 100 geese I had bought before.
Is there no other way? If these things aren't dealt with soon, there really won't be any room left in the space. But the good thing is that they were all killed and processed in advance, so all we have to do is put them into action.
It can be used for making soup or stewing meat.
Every ten days or so, I'd either be stewing goose in an iron pot or making duck soup.
As for the remaining 200 chickens, 50 of them were broken down and the chicken heads, legs, and feet were braised, the chicken wings were made into cola chicken wings, the breast meat was made into Kung Pao chicken, and the remaining chicken carcasses were put into a pot to make soup, filling a whole large vat.
Fifty chickens were taken to a restaurant at the market and made into various kinds of stir-fried chicken; fifty chickens were put into a big pot and braised; and the remaining fifty chickens were made into beggar's chicken.
There are no chickens left from what we bought before, so we can eat them anytime.
There's a vat of chicken soup, a bowl of shredded chicken, two vats of old duck soup, and two large pots of stewed goose in an iron pot. On the table are various kinds of stir-fried chicken.
To be honest, now I can only drink some chicken soup and old duck soup. I can't eat anything else because my teeth aren't good anymore. But I still have to make it. No matter what, I can fit it in the space.
Half a year passed like this. Starting in the spring of the following year, the mother hen first hatched a brood of chicks, about 15 in total. She also hatched a brood of ducklings, about 12 in total. By July or August, the geese had also hatched three broods, about 13 in total.
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