59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Zhou Jing felt a little lacking in confidence.

“Is it worthwhile to feed fish to pigs?”

"I don't know." Chen Feng shook his head and said, "I only know that pigs will gain weight by eating fish, but I can't be sure how much."

"But pigs have an amazing digestive capacity, so it shouldn't be too much of a waste."

"Fish is only a few cents a pound anyway."

Fortunately, Chen Feng had read so many theoretical books on Chinese and Western medicine that he knew that any living thing needs to take in a balanced diet and cannot eat just one type of food.

"We don't eat it every day, but we can periodically put in some marine fish that are about to go bad. The fish also needs to be cooked thoroughly, as marine fish are prone to parasites, and the fish bones also need to be picked out."

"You can compare them first. All the piglets are bought at the same time and they eat similar food. If there is no difference in two or three months, then consider it a loss of a few dollars. If it is successful, then based on the weight difference, use the pork price of 3.5 yuan per pound to calculate the cost."

Chen Feng felt that he should be able to earn some money.

Even if a pig weighs 100 kilograms, an extra 30 kilograms can bring in more than 100 yuan in income, which is equivalent to the income from several thousand kilograms of marine fish.

Ten kilograms of sea fish meat a day can last for a year or two.

"What Xiaofeng said makes sense, not only for our family, but also for the village." Grandpa agreed with Chen Feng's idea. The village bought several pigs. If successful, they can raise the pigs quickly and the whole village can profit.

If we fail, we will just lose three months’ supply of sea fish.

There is not much rice or fields in the village, but there are plenty of fish from the Bohai Sea.

"Brother Fubo, can I come up and sit?"

"No, this is my cousin's car, you can't get in. If you damage it, you can't afford the compensation."

The voices of Zhou Fubo and other children talking could be heard outside.

Zhou Jing was really worried that the child might do something wrong and damage the motorcycle, so he went out to take a look.

Fortunately, the eldest son Zhou Fubo was sitting on a motorcycle and watching.

But it was also bad because the eldest son, Fu Bo, was curiously touching the various switch buttons on the motorcycle.

"Fubo, get down here!"

Zhou Fubo got out of the car obediently.

"Dad, I was just looking, really, I didn't touch anything."

"If you dare to touch me, I'll punish you." Zhou Jing said to the other children, "Go back quickly. It's time to cook. Go back and light the fire. Don't play here."

"Uncle, we want to see the car!"

A brave kid said.

"Yes, look at the car!"

A group of children shouted in a motley crowd.

"It's just a motorcycle, what's so good about it?" Zhou Jing said. It's useless. As long as the child thinks it looks good, it's fine.

He had no choice but to use his trump card - threatening!

"Goudan, and you two, if you don't go back, I will tell the clan leader and let him remember this. I will spank you before the New Year and make you lose face in front of the whole village and our ancestors!"

It still hurts to be beaten with a stick.

Especially when being beaten with a stick in the ancestral hall, according to the old people, it means that you have brought shame to your ancestors and you are too ashamed to see them!

The children didn't understand what was so powerful, but were somewhat awed.

After the group of children left, grandpa calculated the time and felt that it was almost time to end the get out of class, so he got up and went to the clan leader's house.

When I came back, I got permission from the old patriarch. One reason was to feed the pigs sea fish regularly to compare the growth rates of the sows of the two families, and the other was to give the children extra lessons at school.

"dinner time!"

Zhou Fubo, who was guarding the motorcycle in the yard, immediately rushed into the kitchen like a hungry puppy, scaring Zhou Jing and his grandfather, who were talking in the yard, so much that they were almost stunned.

"If this kid is so enthusiastic in studying, it shouldn't be a problem for him to go to university!" When grandpa thought of this, he felt a little disappointed.

Zhou Jing smelled the aroma of meat coming from the kitchen. His appetite was whetted, but he also felt a little depressed.

"Dad, reading is not in our family's bloodline."

"What nonsense are you talking about, your great-great-grandfather, but..."

"A juren!"

Zhou Jing told a distant story that he had heard since he was a child, and complained: "I took exams all my life, but in the end I failed to pass the imperial examination. I didn't have the money to buy an official position, so I could only be a lawyer."

In the middle and late Qing Dynasty, official corruption was serious and nepotism was strong, resulting in a large number of juren.

In the early stage, you can be a county magistrate or something, in the middle stage, you can be a county magistrate or a teacher, but in the later stage, even Jinshi cannot be assigned to a real position, and the good positions are occupied by the increasingly large number of bannermen and powerful slaves.

It is basically impossible for a juren to enter the officialdom if he has no money to buy an official position.

"It's more than a hundred years old. Why are you still talking about it?"

Grandpa was a little annoyed, but he couldn't say it. He really didn't care about this anymore.

"Grandpa, come in and have dinner. The canned meat my cousin brought is so delicious that my brother's saliva is almost dripping into it!"

"Brother, you are talking nonsense. I am so far away from you!"

Zhou Dinghai retorted while holding the bowl.

"So you mean you are drooling!" Zhou Fubo laughed.

"Eat, eat!" The aunt glared at her two quarreling sons and stopped them.

The canned wild boar meat is cooked directly in the pot, thanks to the old patriarch. It is said that during the Great Leap Forward in Steel Production a few years ago, the old patriarch secretly asked each family to hide the iron pots and only donated some unused ironware.

As a result, other villages lost their iron pots and their public canteens were bankrupt, so they could only use clay pots to cook rice and vegetables. However, Zhoujiagou Village could continue to cook.

"Oh my god, grandma, how much water did you put in?"

When Chen Feng came in, he noticed that the old man had only put one can of meat down, but with so many people in the family, one can of meat was not enough.

So I added a lot of water and a lot of vegetable leaves, but didn’t add the second can.

“That’s a lot of oil and spices, enough to eat!”

The old man smiled and poured him a bowl of soup full of meat and told him to drink the soup. The others did not have this treatment and drank the meat and vegetable soup full of oil directly from the large bowl, with only a few residues visible.

Chen Feng was stunned.

How can he eat this?

"Grandma, I have plenty of meat to eat at home, I brought this for you."

Chen Feng poured it directly into the large bowl and said, "I made a lot of canned food at home. I'll bring some next time I come. Uncle also knows that it's easy for me to hunt in the mountains. We don't lack this meat, so there's no need to save it."

"Okay, okay!" the old man agreed with a smile.

But Chen Feng knew that these canned meats would be eaten very slowly, maybe only one can a week.

"Grandma, let me tell you, even though this is canned food, it only has a shelf life of three months."

"Ah, only three months?"

Sure enough, Chen Feng's words broke the old man's plan of "eating until next year".

"Well, just three months." Chen Feng threatened: "So finish it early and save it, don't let it expire and go bad."

"Then you can't eat it!"

"Why?" asked my aunt and grandma at the same time.

"If you eat expired food, you will get diarrhea and easily get sick!" Chen Feng said seriously.

The two cousins ​​were secretly ecstatic and couldn't suppress their smiles!

Zhou Jing felt that this scene looked very familiar, as if he had used it just now!