My 1995 Small Farm.

Since the beginning of winter this year, the goats in the village have generally been quite irritable.

Perhaps because they are in estrus, some rams are really not to be trifled with, and even their owners have to be careful.

Moreover, animals raised in the countryside tend to be more wild.

Goats are even more temperamental than sheep.

In addition, sheep are different from large livestock such as cattle and horses, as they don't have nose rings or anything to pull them.

When they get angry, their destructive power is considerable.

Coincidentally, the ram that went berserk tonight belonged to Wang Laifu, the man who had recently died.

Because the last time they invited Chen Ling to cook a feast, the feast was so lavish that this time, when Chen Ling was building a greenhouse, the whole family was incredibly enthusiastic. The wife and two sons all came to work for Chen Ling, leaving no one behind.

Naturally, no one cared about the sheep at home anymore.

According to experienced elders in the village, it was probably two rams fighting over a female lamb. Yu Qi'an and the children made too much noise, which angered the two rams, who then turned red with rage.

Yu Qi'an originally planned to attract geese and catch a few to show off, but instead of showing off, he ended up embarrassing himself.

The ram ripped his pants.

Well, his butt was exposed.

But Yu Qi'an was still very excited.

Because today it really attracted a lot of geese.

They flew in flocks to the wheat fields west of the village.

The fake goose attracted the real goose.

For him and the little ones, this was incredibly novel and fulfilling.

However, after the ram's antics that night, the children lost their excitement.

Not only did I fail to catch any geese today, but I also got chased by a ram, and in the end, I didn't even get to eat Uncle Fugui's pig's head meat. It was such a loss!

They were all filled with deep regret.

In the end, Chen Ling coaxed them by saying that there would be pig's head meat to eat tomorrow, which made them less sad.

……

Chen Ling and his colleagues are busy outside the village today.

Wang Susu and the other women at home didn't rest either, helping with things like kneading dough and steaming buns.

Steaming buns is also very tiring.

Although other women in the village helped out, chatting idly made it less boring and less interesting, and they still put in a lot of effort.

So when Chen Ling got home, he quickly picked some fresh fruit from the cave, juiced it, added honey from the cave, and made it into water for his wife and his parents.

Drinking cold drinks in winter is very refreshing and helps relieve fatigue.

Although this winter wasn't too cold, a glass of sweet and refreshing fresh fruit juice after dinner instantly washed away all the fatigue.

They really went out to play and didn't get to eat any meat.

When Chen Ling came back, he cooked her a deluxe pack of instant noodles.

At the same time, he rode his little blue horse back to the village and delivered two packages to Xizi.

Chen Baoshuan's aunt has passed away; she's still in Taoshugou.

Chen Sangui had just returned from there that evening. Although the old man was very good to his granddaughter, don't expect him to cook anything delicious.

The instant noodles that Chen Ling sent were just right.

Chen Sangui was cooking dumpling soup for Xizi.

For the village kids, a bowl of dumpling soup with two eggs is a pretty good dinner.

But how can it be compared to meat?
There's nothing we can do about it; everyone who went to help Chen Ling's house today turned into a glutton.

In the end, only some steamed buns were left.

As for the meat, let alone any meat, not even the broth was left.

They ate every last drop of the broth, dipping it into the steamed buns.

Erhei's favorite thing to eat is leftover steamed buns dipped in meat broth...

Today I waited and waited, and in the end, good heavens, these people had soaked every last drop of broth in the pot.

It licked it even cleaner than it could.

Fortunately, when I got home, there was still some soup left over from the instant noodles that Wang Zhenzhen had cooked.

Otherwise, Erhei would be so depressed today.

"Ah Ling, let's do a quick accounting of this year's expenses, otherwise Mom and Dad will keep nagging us, saying that now that we're making more money, we've stopped keeping track of our finances, we don't know how much we spend, and we don't even know where the money went..."

That evening, after Chen Ling took a shower, Wang Susu poured him a glass of juice and sat down next to him.

"Oh right, we need to keep track of the accounts. I won't write tonight; I'll just organize our accounts."

Chen Ling sat at the desk by the bed, drying her hair.

Looking back at his wife, who had changed into a pink and white nightgown, he realized that Liang Hongyu and Liu Yinhuan, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, had picked out the nightgown for her.

Several pieces were delivered at once; they are very comfortable and convenient to wear during pregnancy.

Otherwise, having grown up in the countryside, Wang Susu would naturally not have the habit of wearing pajamas.

Chen Ling glanced at his wife, then at the two little ones on the bed, and smiled, "Kang Kang and Lele, why are you sleeping so soundly tonight?"

"That's right! They had some fun today. Sister Dujuan brought over two little milk bottles, and I mixed some goat milk for them. They were so happy, eating and playing on the bed with their bottles..."

See? Now even when we speak loudly, they don't wake up or make a fuss.

Wang Susu said with a smile.

As she spoke, she lay on the bed and reached out to touch the two dolls' little faces.

Even so, he was still fast asleep, showing no signs of waking up.

"Haha, you too. Let them sleep. What mother is so naughty as to disturb her children's sleep? Okay, stop teasing them. Go get your bankbook over there, let's sort out the accounts..."

Chen Ling patted his wife's bottom, urging her to get the bankbook. Wang Susu turned around and patted him back, laughing, "Speaking of which, it really has been almost a year since we last kept track of our accounts."

Then I went to look for my bankbook.

We have several bankbooks at home, with some in the county, some in the city, and some in the province, so it's quite disorganized.

Several were also lost in Chen Ling Cave.

He took it out at that moment too.

Wang Susu's eyes widened immediately: "How come you have so much money on you?"

"I didn't even notice there were so many. I don't usually spend much money."

Chen Ling thought and thought, but he really couldn't remember when he had put so many savings books into the cave.

Anyway, he's not afraid of losing it, and he never cares.

I only take out some money when I need it, and I don't really check it when I don't need it.

'Looks like I really should start keeping track of our finances, otherwise I won't even know how much money I have.'

No wonder the father-in-law told the mother-in-law that now that the family has some money, they've started to become carefree and don't value money anymore.

According to the superstitious beliefs of the older generation, once a person feels that money is no longer important and no longer values ​​it, money will no longer value them.

Money comes quickly and goes quickly.

This means it's the beginning of squandering money.

Chen Ling took out the account book and flipped through the accounts from last year and the year before. Although he remembered very clearly where his wife's money came from, how she earned it, and how she spent it, he couldn't remember what happened back then.

"Let's start with the most recent ones, since the amount of money we've received recently is relatively clear."

Wang Susu thought for a moment, "The most recent expenses are the money for the fish fry and the money the Japanese devils made from selling the fish, right?"

"That's not all. There's the money Chuangzi gave us, the money Sun Yanhong gave us, and the money from selling our eggs..."

Chen Ling counted a few times and began to write it down:

"The money Chuangzi received over the past two months totaled a little over 30,000 yuan, but he rounded it up to 33,000 yuan."

“Sun Yanhong’s share of the money was also within two months, totaling 98,000 yuan from the three stores, which was clearly rounded up.”

"The two Japanese devils, Li Zhongyi and his companion, spent a little over 80,000 yuan on fish, so we'll just go with 80,000 yuan."

"...Huh? Our family made 80,000 yuan from selling fish? Is that really possible?"

"It's more than that, not less. I originally estimated it to be 100,000. Those two Japanese always buy several thousand or even tens of thousands of fish each time they come. When Chuangzi came over and mentioned this a few days ago, I roughly calculated it again, and it's just over 80,000..."

"Eighty thousand! I didn't know our fish were worth that much! This is more profitable than what Mr. Sun made running a shop in the city!"

"Haha, yes, but Sun Yanhong's business is steady and reliable, while our fish, although expensive, don't attract many buyers!"

Then we went on to settle the accounts.

"Well, the next thing to do is to calculate the cost of the eggs, but we can't just calculate the cost of the most recent eggs; we have to calculate the cost of this year's eggs."

"Oh, this is easy to calculate, this is easy to calculate. I keep track of the eggs every time."

Wang Susu hurriedly found the notebook. Since she had signed a supply and sales agreement with Liu Jiancheng, the accounts were relatively clear.

Moreover, every time we made salted eggs at home, we had a count in mind: how many jars and vats, how many eggs, and how much it cost.

"Yes, eggs are easy to calculate..."

Chen Ling smiled as he took the ledger, but after carefully calculating the figures, his smile froze.

"Holy crap, so much money? Do you really make this much just from selling salted eggs?"

How much?

There are about two hundred chickens in the house, and there are also many wild chickens mixed in.

Aside from pheasants and roosters, there are about 200 more birds, with each hen laying an average of two eggs per day.

Four hundred eggs per day.

Salted eggs were sold for 80 cents each, or two for 1.5 yuan.

Based on this calculation, just selling salted eggs would bring in 320 yuan a day, which would amount to about 90,000 to 100,000 yuan a year.

Add salted duck eggs, and it'll easily surpass 100,000!

"One hundred thousand? You can make one hundred thousand just by selling salted eggs?"

Wang Susu was also shocked, staring at the number in disbelief.

I can understand the other things, but how come they're making so much money from their own eggs?

"To be precise, it should be 110,000. We also supplied a batch of fresh eggs, which were used to hatch chicks..."

"Then, after splitting the money with Liu Jiancheng, there was still 66,000 left."

"After dividing the money, there's still 66,000 left?"

"Yes, I was originally thinking of hatching more chicks to sell next year, but now it seems I can't give up the salted egg business. It's quite easy to make money this way, without much trouble."

Chen Ling sighed.

Then I calculated the money from selling the fish fry.

"Huh, these last few times, it seems like we sold a lot of fish fry, but the money we made was actually the least."

Chen Ling sells his own fish fry for two cents each, so ten thousand fish fry would be worth two thousand yuan.

They say they'll buy 10,000 fish, but actually, regardless of the type of fry, they'll give more than that. In reality, the number of fry will definitely reach 13,000 to 14,000.

So there are many items, but not much money.

Even though recently, tens of thousands of them have been sold out each time.

Actually, this money...

It's only a little over 20,000 yuan.

"Oh, 24,000 yuan is quite a lot. If no one buys these fish fry, they will freeze to death in winter. It's like free money."

"Haha, that's right, you can't complain about free money..." (End of Chapter)