Living like a salted fish in the end times

Chapter 312 The Twins Setting Up a Stall

"Boss Chen, I believe you also know that your friend's fish farm, how should I put it, although the procedures are legal, but in the process of operation, there will inevitably be..."

Zhang Hao tried to remind.

"Well, then I will reject him when I go back."

The stall owner said without hesitation.

Now it is a state of emergency. Once caught, he will definitely be dealt with severely. If the circumstances are serious, he may even be shot. The risk is too great.

Zhang Hao quickly waved his hand: "Boss Chen, you misunderstood. I mean, you can work, but it's better not to buy shares. As long as you don't buy shares, even if you are exposed in the future, it has nothing to do with you."

"Really?" the stall owner said happily.

"Regulations are dead, but people are alive. The current employment situation is so severe, and the higher-ups are not unclear. I guess they don't want to be bad people and embarrass ordinary migrant workers. It would be bad if it arouses public anger."

Zhang Hao explained casually.

In the dream, he had done a lot of marginal work, and was arrested by the police several times, but in the end, the big things turned into small things, and the small things turned into nothing, and he never spent a day in jail.

"That's it, I understand."

The stall owner couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

To be honest, their family is not bad, and it's not that they are really short of jobs. The main reason is that they want to use the convenience of work to get more food subsidies beyond the quota.

Next, the two briefly chatted about fish farming, mainly because Zhang Hao was a little curious.

"Zhang Dong, in fact, a variety of aquatic plants can also meet the daily needs of fish farming. It is not necessary to use fish feed, at most, the growth cycle is longer."

The stall owner began to spread some professional knowledge.

"Aquatic plants? Is the planting cost high?"

Zhang Hao became interested.

Soon, the Southeast Fishery Company will be disbanded. If there is a chance to realize the transformation, he himself will definitely be happy to see it.

At the same time, this is also the meaning of the above.

After all, it is about the jobs of tens of thousands of people.

The stall owner nodded: "The cost is definitely not low. According to the current natural conditions, aquatic plants can't be planted at will, and a professional plantation is needed."

"Pity."

Zhang Hao sighed with disappointment.

"Zhang Dong, I did a survey before. Compared with raising pigs and cattle, the threshold for raising fish is the lowest. Otherwise, my friend would not be able to choose to raise fish."

The stall owner responded.

Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows and rekindled hope: "Oh? How do you say this?"

"It's very simple. You can raise cold-water fish in fish farming. Just set up a fish farm in the offshore area. You don't need to go to war to build that kind of closed fish farm."

"I heard that cold water fish grow very slowly?"

Zhang Hao is not a noob who knows nothing.

The stall owner nodded with a wry smile: "You are right. This is its biggest shortcoming. It is especially suitable for small private fish farms. The conditions are simple and there is no need to worry about power outages. On the contrary, generally large fish farms will choose to use feed farming to maximize efficiency. change."

"I understand. The long breeding cycle also means that there is a lot of room for maneuvering. Is this the truth?"

Zhang Hao directly gave up his original idea.

"There's definitely an element of that."

The stall owner nodded.

……

The two chatted for more than half an hour, and Boss Chen finally offered to leave. Zhang Hao personally sent the other party out of the gate, and sent a large bag of vegetables as a thank you gift.

In the evening, Zhang Chongxin came back from get off work, holding a big cardboard box in his hands.

"Big Pudding, Little Pudding, let's see what Grandpa brought back for you."

The twins ran over immediately: "Grandpa, grandpa, what's in the box?"

Zhang Chongxin did not answer, but put the box on the ground and opened it gently.

Zhang Hao stretched out his head to take a look inside the box, and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Dad, where did the turtle come from?"

"I saw it when I was shopping in the second-hand market. Didn't you buy an aquarium? It just came in handy."

Zhang Chongxin explained casually.

"The aquarium is too deep, I'm afraid I can't keep turtles." Zhang Hao shook his head.

"It's okay." Zhang Chongxin said disapprovingly, "It's really not good, and it's the same to raise it in a large pot."

Seeing that his younger son wanted to reach out and touch the turtle's head, Zhang Hao quickly stopped him and said, "Don't touch the turtle's head, the turtle bites people very painful."

Hearing this, Little Pudding immediately withdrew his hand, then grabbed Grandpa's pants and said coquettishly:

"Grandpa, I want to raise a turtle."

"Grandpa, I want to raise too."

Big Pudding was afraid that the turtle would be robbed by his younger brother.

Looking at the longing eyes of the two little guys, Zhang Chongxin suddenly became as big as a cow, so he could only try to coax:

"There is only one tortoise, why don't you two raise it together, okay?"

"No, I want to raise myself."

Little Pudding was not happy.

The big pudding pursed his lips tightly, and he didn't seem to want to give it up to his younger brother.

Zhang Chongxin coaxed again: "Hey, be obedient, you two will raise together first, and when grandpa buys another tortoise, then each of you will have another one."

"I don't want it, I want this one."

Little Pudding played a little temper on the spot.

Big Pudding was also not to be outdone, and hurriedly cast a look at his father for help.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao couldn't help complaining to his father:

"I said, Dad, you are old and don't know what kind of temperament they are. If you don't buy it, you can buy two or one... Isn't this self-inflicted trouble?"

"Opportunities are rare, how can we expect so much?" Zhang Chongxin said helplessly.

Ever since the prodigal son returned, he may have felt a sense of security, and the tempers of the grandchildren have grown stronger and stronger.

Little Pudding saw that his grandfather was not facing him, so he immediately lay on the ground and wailed at the top of his voice:
"No, no, I want the tortoise, the tortoise is mine..."

Big Pudding didn't cry and make a fuss, but turned his back and wiped away his tears secretly.

Li Dajuan and Zhou's mother ran out of the kitchen when they heard Little Pudding's cry:
"What's wrong? Wasn't it fine just now?"

In the bedroom on the first floor, Yang Huaqing opened the door with a big belly. Zhang Hao saw his wife appeared, and hurried forward to help her sit on the sofa.

On the side of Little Pudding, nestled in grandma's arms, sobbing, while clamoring to raise a turtle.

When Li Dajuan heard what happened, she turned her head and gave her wife a hard look:

"Can't you just buy two? If you don't know how to buy gifts, don't buy them. You'll just add chaos to your family."

Zhang Chongxin knew he was wrong, so he explained helplessly:
"If there are two, can I just buy one back?"

Zhou's mother took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears of the two little guys one by one: "Okay, don't cry, grandma also likes to raise turtles, can I give this tortoise to grandma?"

"Grandma, can you raise turtles?"

Little Pudding glanced at the turtle reluctantly.

Zhou's mother nodded: "Grandma knows how to raise tortoises. I promise to raise the tortoises to be white and plump. When the big tortoise gives birth to little tortoises, then you two will have little tortoises to raise."

Big Pudding's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait: "Grandma, when will the big tortoise give birth to little tortoises?"

"Soon, when you are in the third grade, little turtles will be born."

Mother Zhou coaxed patiently.

"Okay then, I don't want a big tortoise anymore, I want to raise a little tortoise." Big Pudding nodded obediently.

Zhou's mother patted the elder grandson's head in relief, and at the same time praised: "Our family's big pudding is really filial."

Little Pudding was unhappy when he heard this, and immediately shouted loudly: "Grandma, I will give you the big tortoise. I want to raise the little tortoise too."

"Wow, the little pudding is awesome!"

Yang Huaqing slapped her hands in encouragement.

Little Pudding stopped crying immediately, and raised his head high.

Seeing that the sons had finally calmed down, Zhang Hao couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. After his mother and mother-in-law left, he immediately saw the two little guys in front of him.

"Okay, don't pout your lips anymore. Didn't Dad promise you before that he would take the two of you to do summer jobs? Let's go tomorrow, okay?"

Little Pudding was so happy that he almost jumped up: "Wow, I can make money to buy a doll for my sister."

"Dad, where are we going to do summer jobs?"

Big Pudding asked immediately.

Zhang Chongxin on the side hurriedly reminded: "The two of them are still young, so you can get it right away, don't mess around."

"Dad, don't worry! I've already thought about it, and I plan to take the two of them to set up a stall at the gate of Guangxiao Temple."

Zhang Hao said his plan.

Zhang Chongxin frowned: "Why go so far? Can't I set up a stall in the village?"

"Dad, the village is full of acquaintances, so they can't be used for exercise." Zhang Hao explained casually.

Yang Huaqing was worried: "Husband, there are people coming and going at Guangxiao Temple. There are so many people that it is easy to cause accidents."

"Don't worry, I've already rented a store. I said it was a stall, but I just stayed in the store to sell things. In addition, Captain Fang and the others are helping to look after it, so there will be no problems."

Zhang Hao comforted him with a smile.

Yang Huaqing nodded subconsciously, and then asked curiously, "Honey, what are you going to sell?"

"you guess?"

Yang Huaqing lowered his head and thought for a while, then tried to guess:
"I heard from Mom that you ate baked tofu when you visited Guangxiao Temple last time. You don't want to sell baked tofu, do you?"

Zhang Hao shook his head: "Baking tofu is indeed a good choice, but firstly, there is a fire source, so it is not safe; secondly, baking tofu is very hard, I am afraid that they will be tired."

"Then what do you sell?" Zhang Chongxin asked.

"Generally setting up a stall is nothing more than eating, drinking and having fun. Eating and drinking are not considered. Hygienic issues are difficult to control and there are potential risks." Zhang Hao paused for a while, and said the answer directly: "I plan to sell ferrules .”

"Ring?"

"Yes, the ring activity is simple and fun, and there is no heavy work. It is best for the two of them."

Zhang Hao patted the shoulders of his sons one by one.

Big Pudding clapped his little hands excitedly: "Dad, is it the kind of ring that is used for toys?"

"That's right, it's that kind of ferrule." Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and pinched the face of the eldest son, and joked: "Tell Dad, would you and your younger brother donate the old toys?"

The toys that the two little guys have accumulated since they were young have filled up more than half of the room. It would be a good thing if they could take the opportunity to dispose of some.

"No, my toys cannot be given away."

Little Pudding refused without hesitation.

No one can move his toys.

In contrast, the big pudding is much more generous: "Dad, I can take out ten toys."

Zhang Hao smiled: "Okay, the old ones won't go, and the new ones won't come. Dad will buy you new toys later."

When Little Pudding heard that there were new toys, he immediately compromised: "Father, I'll give you ten toys too."

"Little clever ghost!" Zhang Chongxin cursed with a smile, and then reminded: "Don't take too long, it's enough to set up a stall for half a day, and the two of them still have tutoring lessons!"

"I know, that's my plan. I set off at eight o'clock in the morning and close at eleven o'clock. I only open the door for two to three hours a day, and come back at noon for dinner."

Yang Huaqing was a little curious: "Husband, why didn't you choose to go there in the afternoon?"

"I'm afraid the two of them will sleep late in the morning."

Zhang Hao explained casually that he wanted to focus on cultivating the self-discipline of his sons.

In his opinion, self-discipline is more important than diligence.

……

The next morning, probably because they were too excited, the twins woke up at 06:30 in the morning.

Before setting off, Zhang Hao specially moved a few boxes of doomsday cans from the yard and put them in the car.

These days, everyone's life is very tight. If you don't give some good things as prizes, few people are willing to spend money to play hoops.

Just after eight o'clock, the group finally arrived at their destination. Zhang Hao took out the key from his pocket, and opened the rolling door of a shop casually.

The shop is not small, more than 80 square meters, and the inside has been cleaned up, and it can be opened for business.

"When did you prepare?"

It was Zhang Chongxin who asked the question, and the old man wanted to stop by to have a look, so he recognized him.

Zhang Hao replied: "It was prepared the day before yesterday."

For such a small matter, he definitely doesn't need to do it himself.

Zhang Chongxin picked up a ring casually: "How do you charge here? How much is a ring?"

"One circle costs two yuan, half price for children."

Zhang Hao replied with a smile.

He opened this shop mainly to let his sons get in touch with people of the same age, and exercise their arithmetic and communication skills by the way.

"Your price is a bit expensive!"

Zhang Chongxin frowned.

Although the old man is a rich man, he is also from a poor background. He is not the kind of person who does not eat the fireworks of the world. Especially in the antique shop, he has come into contact with many ordinary people.

Have a clear understanding of the current situation.

Zhang Hao shrugged: "I don't really want to make money from this, and the price is set too low, which will easily cause congestion and pose a safety hazard."

"That's right."

Zhang Chongxin didn't say anything more.

Immediately afterwards, the old man played hoops with his grandchildren for a while, and then went to work.

On Zhang Hao's side, Lima pulled his two sons and assigned tasks to the brothers.

"Big Pudding, you are in charge of distributing the rings and settling accounts, and Little Pudding, you are in charge of picking up the rings."

"Father, I also want to settle accounts."

Little Pudding hurriedly said.

"Okay, your elder brother is in charge of the accounts today, and it's your turn tomorrow. You two can switch, okay?"

Little Pudding pursed his mouth: "Okay!"

Big Pudding looked at his father and asked, "Dad, what do you do?"

"Father is the store manager, and he wants to take care of you two."

Zhang Hao showed his big white teeth.