My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 360 is about Old Yu, the crosstalk comedian?

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, someone is looking for you."

Just as Chen Ling and the four of them came down the mountain, Yu Qi'an was saying that he should take them to find villagers to catch birds when they saw Wang Zhenzhen riding her new bicycle, with Xizi on the back, bumping and whizzing along the dirt road.

"Who's looking for me?"

"I don't know them; they were brought by Little Sheep."

"What little lamb? What are you yelling about? That's rude..."

Wang Zhenzhen is of a higher generation. As Chen Ling's sister-in-law, she is of the same generation as Wang Lixian and can simply call Wang Lixian's children by their names.

But you can't follow Chen Ling's example and call Sanni's son-in-law "Little Sheep."

Even Chen Ling only discussed it privately with his family.

"Slow down, the road is full of potholes and you're riding so fast, look how bumpy Xizi is."

Chen Ling slapped her on the back, then walked towards the village entrance with Wang Jusheng and the other three. Sure enough, when they got there, they saw Little Sheep with a strange middle-aged man.

He was looking around at the ponds in the farmland north of the reservoir.

When Little Sheep saw Chen Ling coming over, he quickly introduced the two of them to each other.

Chen Ling then realized the visitor's identity: Tian Hongli, a boss in the provincial capital who resells ornamental fish, had come to the production area for inspection.

Calling it an inspection is giving him too much credit; in reality, this person is just a middleman.

Collect some flowers, birds, insects, and fish from Jiangnan and send them to the capital.

His flowers, birds, insects, and fish are mostly affordable and accessible to the general public. For example, fish like Chen Ling are beautiful but not expensive. Even if the price doubles after reselling them, they are still not considered expensive in the capital.

Moreover, these fish often bring surprises; in two or three batches, several high-quality ornamental fish can be found, which he can then select and sell at a high price.

I came here with Little Sheep because I discovered that their fish are of good quality, have great potential, and have an amazingly high survival rate and are extremely resilient.

Ornamental fish are often delicate.

Long-distance transport is the only way to survive.

Once you change your environment, you are more likely to experience acclimatization issues and develop various illnesses.

But the batch of fish that Chen Ling sent out really stood out among the fish restaurants. They ate a lot and pooped a lot, and were lively and jumping all day long.

This is amazing.

If the survival rate of ornamental fish is improved, one will make a fortune.

Knowing that these were the same batch of fish, Tian Hongli also learned from a friend that the seller was Chen Ling.

After several more detours, they found Little Sheep in the county town and learned that Chen Ling was a person with special skills, that his family had even better fish, and that he could even prepare medicine powder and medicine to improve the survival rate of fish.

He knew he had come to the right place.

So they couldn't wait to snag a great deal, afraid someone else would beat them to it.

"Mr. Chen, you're amazing! Is your whole village raising fish? The fish fry in that pond look really good. Did you get them?" Tian Hongli asked.

"The fish fry were bought from me by the villagers."

Chen Ling nodded, "But Mr. Tian, ​​I don't think I've ever been to your shop before. We only deliver fish to one store in the provincial capital."

Moreover, they had already sent out the first batch of fish to sell in the past few days, and the second batch of fish hadn't even grown up yet, so why was this person looking for them?

"Haha, yes, Lao Du and I are sworn brothers. I got your and Xiao Fang's phone numbers from him. I couldn't get through to you, but I got through to Xiao Fang, so I came to your county to find him."

Tian Hongli wasn't embarrassed at all. He had learned about Chen Ling from Du Guanghe and that Little Sheep had delivered fish to Chen Ling. So he came all the way here and shamelessly begged Little Sheep to come to the village to find Chen Ling.

Chen Ling, unaware of this man's background, said, "My phone is in the city; there's no phone line in this village, and we haven't installed a phone yet. Mr. Tian, ​​are you here to buy fish?"

"Haha, yes, I just think your fish are so good that I wanted to come here to see them."

Tian Hongli chuckled, and Little Sheep pulled Chen Ling aside and whispered a few words to him. She said that this person had been asking Chen Ling on the way whether he had ever sold fish before, how he raised fish at home, and how few of their fish died. He had heard that they used some kind of medicine, and even asked him if he knew what kind of medicine it was.

This is probably for mixing with medicine.

Chen Ling didn't say anything after hearing this, but just smiled and nodded at Little Sheep: "It's okay, Boming, why don't you take Boss Tian for a walk around the village? Now that everyone in the village is raising fish, ask Boss Tian to help you take a look at any good fish."

His potion was just a disguise; he mixed some ordinary grass juice with spiritual water and made it into a dark, unrecognizable bottle.

On the way, the survival rate of fish can be maximized, and losses can be reduced.

But Chen Ling didn't mix much of this stuff in, so it's not like not a single fish will die; it won't be that exaggerated.

Of course, even so, it was still somewhat unbelievable to Tian Hongli and others. They treated it like a treasure and couldn't wait to know what was going on.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, don't go!"

"I have guests at home today, so it's not convenient to discuss business. Mr. Tian, ​​why don't you come with Xiao Fang and take a closer look around here?"

Chen Ling remained polite and courteous, leading Wang Jusheng and the other three away.

……

Although Yu Qi'an and Ma Wei were not part of Zhou Weijun's film crew.

But Zhou Weijun's second visit was to this location, where he had already decided to film a scene.

They will be filming some scenes here for their TV series, just a few episodes.

After going up the mountain to catch birds for a while, he first asked Chen Ling to take him to the brigade to discuss the matter with Wang Laishun.

Wang Laishun wanted to say that they were welcome to come and take pictures at will, because their arrival would generate extra income for the villagers and the production team.

But Chen Ling gave him a meaningful look and stopped saying that, and then asked him more questions.

Finally, a simple agreement was signed. Zhou Weijun was very frank, saying that he would give some fees later.

Because film crews need to recreate scenes according to the script to meet their expectations, sometimes this can cause serious environmental damage.

It's common for people to take photos, leave a mess behind, and then just walk away without a care.

This situation is not absolute, but there is always the possibility of unexpected events.

So it's better to say it outright in advance.

Chen Ling had explained this to Zhou Weijun on the way here.

Although Zhou Weijun didn't understand why Chen Ling cared about this, he still spoke kindly and said he would keep an eye on the production team and would sign an agreement to pay the fees, and so on.

After leaving the brigade, he visited several households in the village to find someone to catch birds for Yu Qi'an.

Although the villagers found it absurd, they figured that as long as they were paid, catching a couple of birds when they had nothing better to do was no big deal.

Didn't you see them catching scorpions and selling them in previous years?

After going through all this, Chen Ling also became acquainted with the other two.

These two are quite distinctive.

Yu Qi'an, with his round face, is a bit like Chen Ling in personality. He doesn't like to do anything serious except play around. He studied directing to have a job, but after finishing his studies, he didn't work in that industry. He only goes to performances and films when there is work, and doesn't go when there isn't. He's very carefree.

And they also like to keep any fun little animals as pets.

Besides being inseparable from birds and crickets, he especially loves horses.

As for Ma Wei, the one with the squinty eyes, he's also someone who travels all over the country. He doesn't travel around to gather material for writing or to find locations; he travels to collect antiques.

The only slight improvement he's made over Li Hongqi, the tomb raider from last year, is that while he buys antiques from remote areas at low prices, he doesn't raid tombs.

When the two arrived at Chen Ling's house, Yu Qi'an put the red-billed jade bird into the iron cage that Chen Ling's family kept for quails, and fed and watered the bird.

He even imitated Chen Ling by whistling to tease the birds.

After playing with them for a while, fearing that the birds might die from lack of water and food after being caught, I stopped teasing them.

They then went to look at Chen Ling's ornamental fish.

After looking at the fish, he quickly took a liking to the white donkey and the white mule, finding them interesting and unusual. He took some sweet potato vines to feed them, but the little blue horse sprayed his face with saliva and even tried to bite him. He was so frightened that he quickly ran back to the farm and dared not go there alone.

Like Li Hongqi, Ma Wei took advantage of the time when Chen Ling's family was airing out their bedding to spot Chen Ling's bed and recognized that it was made of good wood.

They even whispered that Chen Ling's bed was worth 10,000 yuan and asked him if he would sell it.

Later, Zhou Weijun slapped him and made him tell the truth. Only then did he smile and change his story, saying that he could conservatively sell it for 100,000.

Chen Ling waved his hand: "Who cares how much it's worth? As long as I'm comfortable sleeping in it, that's all that matters. Besides, no matter what, a bed is still furniture. I'm not so poor that I have to sell my bed." He ignored the conversation, but the more he looked at Yu Qi'an's voice and face, the more familiar he seemed. He felt like he had seen him somewhere before.

It wasn't until he was sprayed by a horse and came back to wash his face that he vaguely remembered who it was when he talked about going to a place with his friends to perform crosstalk and seeing some antiques.

It turns out to be Old Yu, the crosstalk comedian. No wonder we looked a bit familiar.

Chen Ling used to not listen to crosstalk except for the Spring Festival Gala, and mainly traveled around the country, which is why I couldn't remember who he was for a moment.

He thought to himself, "So this is Yu Qi'an. No wonder he loves to play. He's the one who later built a 60-acre horse farm in the suburbs of Beijing."

Although it's called a horse farm, it actually houses a wide variety of animals, which is quite similar to Chen Ling's hobbies.

He then said, "Old Yu, you like horses, why don't you set up a horse farm? You can raise whatever you want."

Yu Qi'an has now heard a lot about Chen Ling, such as hunting wolves and leopards, and he admires him very much. This is the kind of life he dreams of.

However, he wasn't as carefree as the lynx, unable to go wherever he wanted, nor as unrestrained as Chen Ling; his parents were quite strict with him.

He complained to Chen Ling, "Don't mention it, brother. I wish I could do what you do, rent a mountain and raise some animals to play with, that would be so carefree, but unfortunately it's not possible. I'm almost thirty and still not married. My parents are so anxious they're jumping around all day. They can't let me do whatever I want. I have to get married first."

"Huh? You're not married yet?" Chen Ling was taken aback. He looked at Yu Qi'an, who appeared to be in his early thirties, and assumed he was married.

Actually, this person just looks older than his age; he's not even thirty yet, which is considered relatively late in this era.

"No, unlike you guys, I've been unlucky. I haven't met the right person yet, and I've just had my way with them all."

Yu Qi'an pursed his lips, then perked up and moved closer to Chen Ling: "But brother, your white donkey and white mule are quite nice, and they look clean. Where did you buy them?"

"This one is in Mule and Horse Market right here."

"They sell them in Mule and Horse Market? Would you consider that a local specialty?"

"It's not exactly a local specialty; you rarely see this kind of thing around here."

Chen Ling shook his head and explained, "I bought this white donkey and just raised it haphazardly. I'll breed it for two years and see if the foal is still white. If it isn't, it'll be slaughtered and eaten like a white mule. I've never eaten the meat of a white donkey or a white mule before."

"Slaughter and eat it?"

"Yeah, what else? Mules can't produce anything, they're just for working. I've already bought a tractor, what else can they do besides eat meat?"

"No, please don't eat it! These white animals are so rare, it's such a waste to eat them. If you really have no use for keeping them, you can sell them to me."

"What? Why did you buy those two things? They're not horses." Chen Ling frowned. Old Yu liked horses, he even raced horses often and wrote books about horses. Why did he take a liking to donkeys?

"This is fun! I've never seen anything like this before."

Yu Qi'an's statement was perfectly reasonable.

Zhou Weijun and Ma Wei chuckled at the sight. Having known Yu Qi'an for many years, they had long seen through his intentions. It would be strange if they didn't seize such a rare item.

Two years ago, I would visit the owner's house for more than half a year just for a pair of birdcages, let alone these two rare white livestock.

Previously, I thought that these two white animals were just as important to Chen Ling as the white water buffalo, so I didn't dare to speak.

I only found out now that they were raised for food.

“Are you willing to sell? If you are, name your price. We get along so well, I certainly won’t be like Old Ma, trying to take advantage of you by offering a low price,” Yu Qi’an said.

Ma Wei said disdainfully, "Go away, why are you dragging me into this?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Weijun said, "Qian is openly making fun of you, but actually he wants to freeload off our film crew so we can haul the livestock back for him."

Yu Qi'an grinned and said, "Oh, it's just that things happened to coincide, what a coincidence."

He then said to Chen Ling, "Fugui, I won't say more. Here's 20,000 yuan. I'll take the two livestock away in a while, okay?"

Twenty thousand?

The price made Chen Ling a little embarrassed. This spring, many livestock were infected with diseases and prices were not high. He only spent two thousand yuan to buy these two animals.

When they came back, they ate normally, without being given any special food like Little Green Horse.

But it was resold for 20,000, ten times the original price...

Considering that Lao Yu was the first person Chen Ling got along with so well, besides the Mountain Cats, he said to him, "Lao Yu, 20,000 yuan is too much. You'll lose money if you buy this animal."

Upon hearing this, Yu Qi'an immediately laughed and said to Zhou Weijun, "Old Zhou, you didn't misjudge him. This good brother is worth getting to know better, he's just a bit too honest."

After saying that, he turned to Chen Ling and put his arm around his shoulder, saying, "Fugui, you have to be more careful when dealing with them in the future. For example, that guy who came to see the fish is very cunning. You are too honest, don't get fooled."

"Let's stick to the facts. Putting everything else aside, these two animals are so rare. White donkeys and white mules are sure to be in high demand in Beijing. I might even make a profit if I buy them for 20,000 yuan."

"Of course, I'll raise it for at least two years and take it out for a good run before I'll sell it."

Zhou Weijun and Ma Wei laughed heartily, "That's it, from now on you, Old Yu, will really be surnamed Donkey."

"Get out of here, what do you two old bastards know?"

Yu Qi'an had been the subject of many jokes about his surname. He rolled his eyes and then chatted animatedly with Chen Ling, their arms around each other's shoulders.

As he spoke, he hugged Chen Ling tighter and tighter, and finally patted Chen Ling's shoulder, wanting to become sworn brothers with him.

To put it bluntly, Chen Ling has truly become the person he dreamed of being.

No, it's even better than he dreamed.

And she's so honest and kind, it's rare to find someone like that.

These words gradually convinced Chen Ling himself, who thought to himself, "I bought livestock for two thousand yuan and sold it for twenty thousand. That's right, I was too honest."

At noon, when Chen Ling and the other three called Wang Jusheng over again, and the five of them wanted to drink together, Wang Susu and her parents took the children back to the village, leaving them to enjoy themselves at the farm.

Yu Qi'an's statement that Chen Ling lived the life he dreamed of is no exaggeration.

That intelligent white water buffalo.

Those two large, intelligent dogs and a bunch of lively, energetic puppies.

And that incredibly powerful hawk.

Colorful ornamental fish.

Everything dazzled him; he liked it no matter how he looked at it.

It's just missing some birds and crickets.

Otherwise, it would be considered perfect.

They were amazed by the many activities and food at the farm.

It's hard to imagine that after eating eggs for so many years, they taste so good when fried at Chen Ling's house.

Just like Liang Yuemin said before, they had eaten farm-style dishes before, but they had never eaten such good farm-style dishes.

It's truly unforgettable after just one taste.

The local yellow beef, in particular, is absolutely amazing in terms of taste and texture.

They were wolfing down their beef, barely having time to speak.

Chen Ling then laughed and said, "So, now you know why I raise livestock to eat meat, right?"

He raised donkeys and mules precisely to produce meat similar to local yellow beef.

Recently, Lao Ba has been helping him find cattle. It seems that after selling these two animals, he will need to buy two more donkeys to raise for donkey meat.

“You can’t kill them. If you want to kill them, buy a few more. Those two white ones are mine now.”

Yu Qi'an looked at Chen Ling warily. He knew from the villagers that this guy was a glutton. When he said he wanted to eat meat, he really meant to slaughter animals and eat them. He wasn't joking.

He then said to Zhou Weijun, "Old Zhou, your crew is here. Quickly settle the money with Fugui. I don't feel comfortable keeping the livestock at his house."

Chen Ling was speechless: "Old Yu, what are you afraid of? I said we should kill the donkey during the New Year. We can't finish eating it now, and it will spoil."

"That won't work either. Who knows if you're just making things up?"

Everyone laughed.

Naturally, both host and guests had a pleasant time.

The lively meal lasted until after 2 p.m. After everyone was full and satisfied, Chen Linggang suggested making some tea and going to the living room to watch TV for a while so everyone could relax.

The little lamb rode a villager's bicycle to the farm and hurriedly shouted outside, "Uncle Fugui, the Turtle King is out again! Come and see! The Turtle King is out again! Come and see!"

(End of this chapter)