My 1995 Small Farm.

To put it in a more sentimental way

When a person discovers that they can see their own progress every day.

This is the most exhilarating, the most fulfilling, and the most addictive moment.

But for people from the countryside...

The progress is simple: make money.

Having a lot of money gives you a sense of accomplishment.

The money in my hands is increasing little by little every day, which gives me confidence.

For people in the mountains who have been terrified of poverty, how could it not be addictive?

If you have hope and motivation, you don't need anyone to urge you on.

They went back to find work themselves.

They handled Chen Ling's work meticulously.

Even Chen Ling's flock of sheep and the farm's chickens and ducks were taken care of perfectly by them.

They treated it all as a job.

There's absolutely no need to specifically instruct anyone to do it.

Whoever is free can do it.

To be honest, it's rare to see villagers go to such lengths these days.

You can't do it by just spending money.

Sometimes it also depends on the person's character.

"Your old apprentice said before he left that they came to our mainland late and had never seen the era when we ate from the same pot. This time they have seen it."

It was indeed a bustling and vibrant scene, inspiring a sense of longing.

Wang Laiyun smiled, looking quite proud.

At this time, Chen Ling had already put his things away at home, and drove with his three children, and also picked up Wang Laiyun, and took him to the east of the city.

He and the children went to have breakfast first.

……

The deer farm built by Chen Ling is located in the southern part of the forest farm.

To the east is a short stretch of the Dumb River, and to the south, some distance away, is the Nansha River.

The location is quite good.

As mentioned before, the southern part is more chaotic than the northern part. The ground is uneven, there are various broken walls and ruins, plus tree roots left after logging.

Various things are extremely difficult to clean.

In many places, there are still cement walls that were originally built to stabilize the soil and prevent soil erosion.

The path was uneven, with potholes everywhere, making it difficult to walk.

The terrain is too bad; it's difficult to work with excavators and bulldozers.

Many jobs inevitably require human resources.

For example, digging up tree roots.

Those old tree roots that have been there for many years.

The tree roots were intertwined, and even an excavator couldn't dig them out.

This is not as good as using manual labor.

To be honest, this was entirely due to the enthusiasm and passion of the villagers.

In just about half a month, the land was leveled and the basic structure of the deer farm was built.

We arrived here after having breakfast.

Chen Ling parked the car on the riverbank of the Nansha River.

Then it's impossible to drive in.

Because when you arrive here, the first thing you see is two large pots steaming hot.

The soup inside was boiling hot; it contained boiled noodles.

Ginger soup noodles.

It sounds like something out of a horror movie.

Actually, the ingredients inside are quite delicious, and it's used to warm the villagers in the morning.

At the beginning, under Wang Lixian's arrangement, everyone was only provided with two meals a day.

Lunch and dinner.

But later, as more and more tools were left behind, it became necessary for someone to stay here and guard them at night.

Since that's the case, let's make breakfast too.

Anyway, it doesn't take much effort; everyone eats and drinks breakfast, so it basically doesn't cost much.

Sometimes it's porridge, sometimes it's just noodle soup.

A light and simple breakfast is best.

At noon and in the evening, because we've worked hard all day, we eat more substantial meals.

"Oh my, look who's there! The big boss is back!"

As soon as Chen Ling and the children got out of the car, the two elderly people guarding the big pot lit up and started joking.

"Hey? Jukun, are you in charge of the meals here? Is your back alright?"

Chen Ling was somewhat surprised to see the old man. Wang Jukun was Wang Xuecheng's father. The old man had previously been the cook for weddings and funerals in the village, in charge of preparing the food and cooking.

Later, his back became so bad that he couldn't straighten up. After his third uncle, Wang Laifu, died, he asked Chen Ling to do it.

Wang Jukun laughed and said, "It's alright. At least I won't catch a cold by staying by the stove. I also got some bear oil ointment from the village, so I can do some work."

"Oh, that's great! Let's get moving. You're good at cooking and preparing meals, but people don't trust others to cook for them."

Chen Ling smiled.

After a young man from the village killed a bear in the autumn, an old doctor made bear oil ointment.

He knew this.

Old Ba mentioned last time he came that he forgot to bring him two cans.

Chen Ling waved his hand and said it was fine, there was basically no need for it.

This stuff only becomes truly potent when mixed with tiger blood.

It has remarkable effects in treating lower back pain, leg pain, and various musculoskeletal problems.

However, it's not as effective as his medicinal wine.

I don't really care.

"That's right. Besides Fugui and Jukun, we don't trust anyone else to cook."

The old man next to me is from the Li family, who are not related by surname. He is rather slow-witted and not very efficient at his work.

Basically, it involved tending the stove and chopping firewood.

There are quite a few people like this in the village, both old and young, who either work around the stove or stay behind to keep watch at night.

Then there's feeding the chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep.

Everyone needs to do both big and small jobs.

"Wealth and honor are back."

"Uncle Fugui, you went straight to the stove as soon as you got back. Are you going to cook us a good meal again?!"

"That's right, we can't forget that big pig's head and those big ribs, just thinking about them makes our mouths water."

These days, people can never get enough meat as long as they work hard every day.

I crave some meat every day; only then do I feel at ease and have the energy to work.

"I don't have much time these next couple of days, let's wait until before the work stops. Before that, I'll cook you two good meals in a row."

When Chen Ling noticed that the villagers had noticed them, he took the children over and started chatting with them.

The deer farm is not yet completed.

They simply built livestock pens inside the deer farm.

This livestock pen is just like the pigsty in a pig farm.

Generally, it is surrounded by a square brick wall, with a small door on the side facing outwards for entry and exit.

And here at the deer farm...

On the side facing outwards, a fence was added, but this fence was made of iron.

Because raising deer is quite different from raising other animals.

It doesn't matter if you have a small space to raise large livestock like pigs, cattle, or donkeys, and it's fine to leave only a small gate in the fence.

Because they don't jump.

Deer can jump, so they can easily jump around in hoops.

If a male deer sees a female deer in another enclosure during its mating season, thinks she's beautiful, and tries to mate with her, problems are bound to arise.

So let's just add a fence.

The fence doesn't feel cramped; they can see outside through it.

The mating season is easy to manage; just add some extra measures to the fence.

There are now four livestock pens, or deer sheds.

Two more are under construction at the same time.

To be precise, there are three.

The two foundations have been laid, and the walls are already two feet high.

Another trench has been dug, and two strong young men are holding rams and shouting "Hey hey ha ha!" as they lay the foundation.

However, this time, the stone rammer used in the village to build the foundation was a bit more advanced.

It was a tamping machine.

Upon closer inspection, the blue machine resembled a giant mechanical frog.

As the young and strong chanted slogans, the big frog hopped and jumped.

Leave a flat, hard surface in the ditch.

It looks extremely interesting.

As for why we're still shouting slogans even though we've already started using machines.

Chen Ling said he didn't know either, guessing it was just for fun.

"Uncle, what are you doing? It looks so funny!"

"Like a big frog, croaking and jumping so high!"

The children loved it. They grabbed Chen Ling's clothes, walked up to him, and stared at him intently.

"This is ramming. A tall building starts from the ground up. Buildings in the city also need this. Without ramming, the building wouldn't be sturdy, and it would collapse if the ground shook." (End of this chapter)