Chapter 173: 173 Go to the underground cage [please give me a monthly ticket]

Chapter 173 173. Go to the underground cage [Please vote for me]

However, it’s easy to think about building a house now.

There is no time - even though they rarely have anything urgent to do now, it does not mean that they can be idle every day.

Weeds grow faster than vegetables. The peach trees on the mountain have already opened flower buds, and they will plant watermelons tomorrow. Soon, the beans in the chestnut forest will also grow, not to mention, there are other plans for the fields at the foot of the mountain...

Secondly, building a house in rural areas is cheap, but it does not cost nothing.

Nowadays, it is true that landlords have no surplus grain!

Not to mention anything else, now a family of nine eats and drinks. No matter how the seventh cousin knows how to eat, the meat and eggs can't be made out of nothing, right? You have to buy them all!

 Their village is too remote, and it is easy to build a house and homestead, but as the number of people in the family increases, there are more and more things to do, so you have to spend time and money to plan carefully.

So, now, in the first half of the year, there is no need to think about renovating the house. It is really inappropriate.

Song Tan now only has the 110,000 yuan payment given by Lu Chuan's friend two days ago in his pocket (part of it has been used up). In the future, he will still have to pay Jin Yingzi and wages. The spring tea will be over soon, and he will also have to settle the payment for the tea picking aunt. Salary.

Of course, tea leaves must continue to be picked, but their tea picking rules here are that the tea picking fees for spring tea and summer tea are different. This is related to the drop in tea prices. So the settlement cycle is different.

In addition, I still owe the village 70,000 to 80,000 yuan!

Thinking about it this way, I, as a cultivator, am really worthless.

Fortunately, she has been numbed by the lack of spiritual energy and the ruthless society. At this moment, she only feels that there are too many lice.

There is nothing to be afraid of if you don’t have money now. When the harvest season comes, you won’t be afraid of spending a lot of money!

With this kind of stable mentality, no matter how many people in Qiaoqiao’s live broadcast room clamored to use the link to bring goods, Song Tan was safe and sound.

There are not many white fungi planted on the mountain, and the yield of the first crop is not high. After Qiaoqiao turned the whole white fungus around, she said hello:

“I’m gone, I’m going home.”

Then he turned off the live broadcast without hesitation.

 Audiences in the live broadcast room:…

Alright.

If you talk about it, you can talk about it. Do you not take the live broadcast as a serious career?

Three people came out, but Qiaoqiao was the only one who got something. Just when they walked to the main road, they heard the buzzing of cars.

Then, Song Youde and Song Sancheng drove over in a small three-wheeler, with smiles on their faces brighter than the white fungus in the basket.

“Daughter, are you tired from working? Come on, sit in the carriage, and dad will take you back.”

Song Youde looked at Qiao Qiao's basket full of white fungus and smiled from ear to ear: "Look how good my grandson is, come on! Get in grandpa's car, grandpa will take you back."

Zhang Yanping:…? ? ?

Am I the only one who is transparent?

Besides, although the chestnut grove and tea garden are a little far from home, the total distance is only three to five minutes, right?

ˆ It should still be pretty good.

Because Zhang Yanping had already climbed into the carriage of the tricycle, and then he was discussing with Song Sancheng: "Uncle, is this tricycle easy to drive? Let me try it later."

Qiaoqiao also happily sat on the tricycle specially designed for the elderly: "Grandpa, I want to ride too."

Ouch, that won’t work.

Qiaoqiao seemed very sensible and smart at home, but once he drove the car, it was difficult to control the front.

Song Tan thought to himself, the young man’s burden is still too light!

Seeing that Song Youde, who loved her grandson, was already planning to come down and teach her, she quickly interrupted:

“Qiaoqiao, don’t you want to learn about Tremella? Come back quickly, my seventh cousin must be impatient.”

When he got home, the seventh cousin was really anxious. He was holding two old green fishing nets in his hands:

“It’s not cost-effective to keep buying chicken and duck meat. Tantan, I just saw that there are two ground cages at home. Do you know how to put them in the ground cage? At least you can get some loaches, shrimps and white fish.”

“Oops!” Song Tan was really surprised this time: “I even forgot about it!”

There are so many things going on in the fields that I really can’t think about the pond.

The seventh cousin understood very well: "It's useless if you remember, it's just a matter of luck. The eels in the village are almost extinct, and you can't catch a few in a year."

But the fried eel with bacon is really delicious!

There is also dry-stirred small loach. And the transparent small river shrimps that are often found in their local ponds, just like the ones in Qi Baishi's paintings.

Nowadays in urban areas, unless you try your luck at the wet market, it’s really hard to buy.

Moreover, this kind of shrimp cannot be kept alive. It will die soon after being caught. It is not easy to eat fresh ones.

Song Tan suddenly became energetic:

“I’m going right away!”

Just after picking up two ground cages here, I saw that Song Sancheng and Song Youde were already riding back - yes, they were riding around the main road, which was further than the small road.

Seeing the ground cage in Song Tan's hand, Song Sancheng couldn't help but laugh: "Remember your fish pond now? Oh, your little girl dares to do this without even raising fish. "

Fortunately, the water splash he bought was not expensive. Song Sancheng had held it in silently for a hundred and ten yuan, and just treated it as raising fish for his own consumption.

“I can still put up the ground cage.”

Song Tan was not convinced.

Song Sancheng laughed: "I didn't mean a ground cage. What I said was that you raised fish before. Do you think any fish farming company didn't clear the pond first? Just you, you put the water flowers in as soon as you bought them."

Extensive in extensive.

“If there are a few big mullet in this pond, you won’t be able to keep anything.”

“I saw you buying water flowers with great interest earlier, so I thought you knew what was going on.”

Song Tan laughed:

“Dad, it’s only the fish fry that costs 100 yuan. Our family doesn’t get rich by selling fish.”

To be honest, the two ponds are a bit small for farming. If you want to sell fish, you have to use the current small space farming model.

But in that case, firstly, manpower is needed, and secondly, the water quality will be very worrying. In this case, it’s better to just feed your own food.

It was also because of this that Song Sancheng remained silent. He just looked at the two cages and then remembered.

“Okay, then you can just find a pond to put it in. Do you have any leftover chicken intestines from the chicken stew for lunch? Put it in.”

How can there be any leftover of this thing? A few treasures are not enough to eat.

Song Tan did not hesitate: "Seventh cousin, cut me some small pieces of meat."

As soon as the meat passed through her hands, a ball of spiritual energy silently attached itself to it. Three puppies in the yard snorted and gathered around it in unison.

Grandma Qi couldn't help but laugh: "Look at this dog's nose, it's very clever. As soon as it says there's meat, it comes right away."

Song Tan threw the meat in, then rummaged for a few pieces of foam board and stuffed them into the cage, and then ran towards the pond happily.

“Let’s see if I can catch an eel!”

If there are any, leave a few small ones to give them some spiritual energy so that they can give birth to cubs quickly.

This renewable resource is used year after year!

Thank you Qianqiu for the reward. I’ll give you ten thousand a day.

Tan Tan went home in late February, and it’s only the beginning of April... It’s only been a month since I wrote 360,000 words. No wonder I’m so busy every day.

Because of chemical fertilizers, pollution, and trade, the eels and loaches in rural areas are incomparable to what they are now. There are really not many.

Concubine Wan Gui, hold on tight, don’t run away, it’s not my fault if you run away.

(End of this chapter)

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