It’s not tiring to work with men and women.

Yi Chuanzong washed two baskets of cabbage very easily.

There is Lao Ma, a big pot rice chef in the yard, and they don’t care about how to make it.

Yi Chuanzong brought Sister Hua to steam buns together. Others steamed buns for several days in a pot, and only two meals came to him.

It's noon.

The simply built stove ignited a raging fire, and the wood burned and crackled. The supporting feet made of three white stone pieces were already blackened, and a large urn was squatting on it.

The water in the jar has now boiled. The aroma of oil in the yard and the aroma of the stewed can be smelled within a radius of 100 meters.

The cadres in the village came over as they smelled the smell. Village Chief Fang looked at the two sitting together and said with a smile, "This wild boar is quite fragrant!"

"Oh, the leaders in our village are here! Uncle Yu, Uncle Fang, Uncle Zhang, Uncle Meng... can't shout it out, hello, all the leaders!"

Yi Chuanzong stood up and greeted him. He looked at the people who came in from outside one after another. There were village party secretary, village chief, village director, and village deputy director.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw a terrifying black boy beside Deputy Director Meng!

"Village Chief, we can also buy a few piglets in our village. The boys in this village are very energetic. Let them all go to the mountains far away to mow grass. Raising a few pigs is not a problem. This pig manure can also raise the land!"

"As long as you keep it for a few years, the number will increase. You can sell it at that time. It's okay to have a few big pot meals in the whole village. There are some labor left and right, just to make these stinky brats calm down."

Village Chief Fang's eyes lit up, and then his expression became a little confused, "We still raise pigs in recent years of famine..."

Although he didn't finish his words, Yi Chuanzong understood that all the sweet potato seeds had been eaten by people. If next year is the same as in recent years, a few pigs could drag the village down.

"The harvest of our village this year should be better than last year, right? I heard from the city's agricultural scholars that the hard days of the year are over. If you don't have it, just wait for next year to see it. Our village still needs to raise something. I will buy you a few piglets and come back."

Yi Chuanzong didn't think about doing this now, and he had no money now... God is not optimistic this year, and people are not full, let alone feeding pigs.

But his idea is correct. He relies on the mountains to earn money and water to eat. He cannot do business. It is definitely good to raise something to increase his income.

There is not much life in the village. This person can move all the time, and the plant does not grow that fast.

People's time and labor are not worth much. They just take out a few people to make some grass, build pigpens, make pig food, and clean up some hygiene. Even if there are too many people, only ten people can do it in a thousand people.

Nowadays, feces are all good things and can be sold for money, so there is no need to worry about any pollution problems.

So hard-working villagers, whoever have the motivation to do this, they will definitely be able to do it well. They only need to help the villagers sort out the feeding information and buy a few piglets.

Village Chief Fang pondered for a moment, turned to the village party secretary nodded, "You can really consider what you are talking about!"

Yi Chuanzong grinned. If you raise five pigs and raise two hundred kilograms, it is just one thousand kilograms of meat. Even if you sell it, you can get five hundred yuan. This labor is only two people, and the cost per person is more than 50 cents a day.

There is still work to do. In fact, there are not so many people in the village, otherwise why should we liberate our productivity in the future?

All of them are farming, and the enthusiasm for labor simply increases yields. This is to encourage people to do something else!

People in the village are now suffering from idleness. If there is a way to make money, no one will be unable to get along with the money.

But the cost of raising pigs is too high, and it is too difficult. Even if people can't afford to raise pigs, it means they have long idle life. The risks are so high that people can't afford it, so they dare not have such thoughts.

Others don’t know what will happen to this day in the future, but Yi Chuanzong knows that it will be better next year. Then he will get some piglets to come over.

If you throw it into the village, can the villagers still leave it alone? Then it will be collective and others will not be able to say anything.

When the pigs are raised, the people in the village will be motivated to see this. There will be sixteen or seventeen years of these days. If you really have experience in raising pigs, you will not only have a better life, but also have more ways to make money in the future.

"Chuanzong, you have been to the city and have changed a lot!"

A middle-aged man with a kind face smiled.

He was wearing a black people's outfit, looking kind and with a little majesty. He was the village party secretary in the village, the person arranged by the above, and the person with the greatest power in Xiangyang Village!

Yi Chuanzong smiled proudly, "Uncle Yu, do you know who is standing in front of him?" After saying that, he stretched out his finger and pointed at himself.

Secretary Yu looked at him happily, turned his head to look at his colleagues on both sides, and asked loudly: "Who are you? Tell me about it to everyone!"

Yi Chuanzong smiled and said, "I will be the second eight-level fitter in our Xiangyang Village soon. How about it? Give you a face?"

Secretary Yu shook his head and smiled, stretched out his finger and lit, "You, you can still become a level 8 fitter after entering the factory? Do you know how many level 8 fitters there are in Sijiu City? You are an apprentice and have to wait for two years!"

I've been waiting for two years and it's a lot of fun.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

The leaders in the village all laughed out loud, and his arrogant look was to suppress it.

Yi Chuanzong curled his lips. If it were normal, it would be impossible, because there would be no such thing as a level 8 fitter in more than ten years.

But with his current progress, it is still safe to become an eight-level fitter.

"I'm not a member of our village after entering the city? I've just left for a month and you forgot me. I'm sad!"

Secretary Yu's smile did not diminish and asked, "Oh? What do you mean? Why do you forget you?"

Yi Chuanzong spread his hands, "My household registration has been moved to the city. You should have received the news. Now I am a formal worker or a fourth-level fitter in the factory. I will definitely become an eight-level fitter in the future. Don't you know this?"

Secretary Yu was slightly stunned. After looking at Village Chief Fang, both of them looked at Director Meng.

He was a strong man with a little dark complexion.

Obviously, this deputy director should have handled this matter, but he had never told the two leaders at all.

Director Meng smiled embarrassedly, "The file has been changed, it is just a simple household registration transfer, not a big deal."

Secretary Yu nodded slightly. He must have known the little grudge between the two. Just do it and he didn't expect Director Meng to say anything good to Yi Chuanzong.

Seeing that this was clear, Yi Chuanzong understood, and it was time to resolve a little conflict. He shouted softly, "Xiao Erhei! Get over here!"

The black boy on the other side shivered on the spot, and reached out to grab the corner of his father's clothes as if asking for help. It was Deputy Director Meng in the village.

The director's face is not very good now.

At that time, Yi Chuanzong dragged him into the cow dung. It was so embarrassing. Everything was caused by this boy who was owed to be beaten.

There is no saying of mental compensation now. He suffered losses and was compensated at most two eggs. The problem is that he still owes Yi Chuanzong a bedding, which is a lot of money!

Deputy Director Meng shook his arm and threw away Xiao Erhei who was asking for help, and sold his son first.

Seeing that Yi Chuanzong is like this, he obviously knows what happened before. Xiao Erhei was beaten twice, and it was impossible to really beat him. He has beaten his son a lot. It doesn’t matter if he suffers a little bit of his flesh, but he doesn’t have to ask for money anyway!

Xiao Erhei looked at his father not caring about him, and his heart was cold. He moved his footsteps behind and wanted to escape.

Yi Chuanzong grinned, "You ran away, you ran away and you didn't have any meat to eat today."

Xiao Erhei's steps suddenly stopped. He could still smell the fragrant smell of meat in this yard. How could he not let him eat meat?

His face became very entangled, and in the end he walked towards Yi Chuanzong step by step. As soon as he looked up, he put on a innocent smile on his face and shouted sweetly: "Brother Chuanzong." Gu Feng

Xiao Erhei is the second boy in the family, and the eldest is much older than him. Director Meng and Yi Zhongzhou are the only generation. Even if they are over 10 years apart, they are called brother.

Yi Chuanzong rolled his eyes. He was deceived by this expression at the beginning. Now he is still here?

As soon as he raised his arm, Xiao Erhei shivered for a moment, and then Xiao Erhei saw a big hand reaching in front of his head.

"Dong."

"Woo~ it hurts!"

Xiao Erhei squatted on the ground and covered his head. The feeling of a broken head was so sour and his forehead was red.

Yi Chuanzong chuckled, "You used to dirty the bedding for me, just like that!" He turned his head to look at Director Meng, "I'm sorry, Uncle Meng, I'm wrong in the past, I have to go back today. This time it's too late. When I come back before the New Year, I'll apologize to you for drinking and apologizing."

If you press someone into cow dung, the picture will be so beautiful.

Xiao Erhei is still a child, and it is understandable that he is ignorant.

He used to be a fool who was unconscious, so that didn't matter.

Now that he is ready, this matter has to fall on him, so he can't pretend not to know, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable thinking about it and he doesn't want to have conflicts with his fellow villagers.

Director Meng forced a smile and nodded in agreement.

Yi Chuanzong smiled and looked at the young man carrying lunch boxes at the door. He turned around and shouted, "Old Ma, how long will it take? Haven't you seen our leaders come?"

"You have to wait, the big stew will taste fragrant!" Lao Ma said, and took a sip of the soup with a spoon.

Yi Chuanzong turned to look at the cadres in the village, "It's not going well yet, you can only smell the smell first when you come here."

"It doesn't matter! Food needs to be waited!" Secretary Yu said happily.

Other cadres in the village also spoke up.

"It's good to eat if you want it! This smell is so fragrant!"

"The Chuanzong is capable. Look at his body, he is a good player when working in the village!"

Yi Chuanzong turned around and joked, "Uncle Zhang, you have been secretly eating meat when I was not here, right?"

The middle-aged man who was smiling reserved over there was no time to be happy, "Shuo Zong, you have something to say to Lao Meng. I sent you to the city at the beginning, we are in the same group!"

Yi Chuanzong's face suddenly became stern and scolded Xiao Erhei: "The naughty child has no eyesight and won't help Sister Hua burn the fire! If you don't work, you won't give you meat!"

Xiao Erhei was naturally reluctant, and he couldn't do anything, and he was the first to be troublesome. He didn't even work at home. However, when he saw Sister Hua's serious expression, he immediately ran over happily.

In the past, Sister Hua did not let the children in the village bully Yi Chuanzong, but she would clean up these naughty children every few days.

There is also a thug next to her who is fighting against a hundred people. Sister Hua just needs to give orders. In the end, she successfully crowned the king of children in the village.
To be continued...