The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 276 Teacher Qian's Class Begins, Next Step is to Establish a School

The light snow, falling like fine icing sugar, silently covered the low thatched roofs of the houses in the Hongxing Liu Family Production Team, the bare tree branches, and the wide roof of the small truck that Qian Jin drove up.

Inside the production team's office, the stove was burning brightly, and the sulfurous smell of burning coal mixed with ash smoke wafted out, but it couldn't dispel the excitement and anticipation that filled the air.

Liu Wangcai stood at the window looking out, his bronze, weathered old face reflected in the glass.

Behind them, Liu Wangfu and others held Qian Jin's hand tightly with their rough, large hands, and several people surrounded him.

They rushed to express their gratitude to Qian Jin, mainly to pour out their hopes for the future.

"Chief Qian, your words today have truly shown the Liu family of Red Star a golden path to success..."

"I've heard people say for a long time that you, Chief Qian, are amazing and know a lot. It's really true. The household responsibility system was impossible to implement before, but you did it. Hehe, you're really amazing, really amazing..."

"Da Shuan, you're as tongue-tied as a cotton-padded waistband. If you can't speak, then don't. It's not just about the household responsibility system; what's impressive about Chief Qian is the cooperatives, processing plants, and tourism that he's planned for us..."

"And this chicken farming! Chief Qian, you told our production team to take three steps over thirty years, and every step you took really hit the nail on the head..."

Qian Jin responded with a smile.

Leadership-style reserve.

He said to Liu Wangcai, "It's easy for us to make decisions in this meeting, but organizing the contracted work properly is a real problem. Captain Liu, you'll be the one to trouble yourself with this."

Liu Wangcai didn't care at all: "Once the decision is made, everything else will be easy."

He was constantly hesitant about how to make a decision and which path to take.

Once he's chosen the right path, he's actually able to get things done.

After all, he had managed the Liu family of Hongxing for more than 20 years, so he still had authority and ability in this regard.

Erjiao chimed in enthusiastically, "We'll help the captain out. Who would dare to go against him? Watch how I crush him!"

“Exactly.” Wang Dashuan clenched his fist as if singing.

Liu Wangcai immediately started cursing: "Get the hell out of here! The meeting's over, get out of here! What are you still doing here?"

Wang Dashuan shrank back: "It's snowing, and we're not working. Can I stay here and learn from Chief Qian?"

"I can even help him with discipline then. Anyone who doesn't study scientific chicken farming properly, I'll beat them to a pulp..."

Liu Wangcai's method of ruling them was simple: he would start by cursing, "Get the hell out of here and stop causing trouble! You really want to learn? Fine, then you can learn to read from the accountant!"

Wang Dashuan chuckled sheepishly, then slunk away, his backside tucked between his legs.

Liu Wangcai instructed him: "No one is allowed to leak the contents of the meeting to me, or cause me any trouble."

"When the news about the big package is about to be released, I'll organize this year's work points calculation, slaughter a few more pigs, and get some rice, flour, and cooking oil to distribute to the commune members. I'll announce it then."

Qian Jin nodded.

This is an idea.

There's a lot of strong opposition to the household responsibility system in the production team right now. It would be better to bring it up when calculating work points, distributing money, and distributing grain.

As the party representatives and commune members left, Qian Jin saw several figures appearing on the road in the distance. The leader was Liu Youyu, who must have called over the ambitious young people in the team.

The young people braved the snow to come.

Although life in the production team has improved a lot, each household has only solved the basic problem of food and clothing.

They can eat their fill, but they don't eat well.

They can keep warm, but they can't dress nicely.

The young people, regardless of gender, all wore coarse cotton-padded coats to keep warm. One young man was wearing a green military overcoat left by his father, but it was badly damaged, with patches from the collar to the hem.

Qian Jin looked down at his clean trench coat and felt quite embarrassed.

He has become detached from the masses...

But he has already been low-key enough.

In fact, he is now extremely wealthy.

The main reason was that the Xiping Production Brigade's wave was too intense. Later, he sent the harvested goods to the mall, and his net worth directly exceeded 20 million!
In the past two years, he has also collected some antiques and cultural relics through places such as Hongxing Liujia, Xiamaqiao and Xiping Production Brigade, earning another four or five million yuan.

So when he had nothing else to do, he wouldn't go out and collect antiques or other things.

Anyway, the reform and opening up has begun.

Anyway, I can become a self-employed individual soon.

He had made up his mind: once the Administration for Industry and Commerce was able to issue business licenses, he would open an antique shop.

The 1980s were a period of rampant growth for the antique and cultural relics industry, and people were sure to make a fortune.

Even disregarding the money he has in the mall, his savings in this day and age are quite considerable.

He had previously swindled money from foreigners by using fake antiques, engaged in black market transactions, and double-crossed others; he had already amassed over 100,000 yuan.

The concept of a "ten-thousand-yuan household" hasn't even been introduced yet, and he's already more than ten such households.

So if he wanted to, wearing gold and silver wouldn't be a problem now; wearing a trench coat and cotton shoes is already considered very polite and low-key.

The young people arrived at the office looking bewildered.

Liu Youyu explained the situation, pointing to a few young people whose faces still showed excitement and confusion, and said:
"Chief Qian, these are some of the people in our team who are suitable to join the chicken farming group. They are young, literate, patient, responsible, and have all completed junior high school. They are quick-witted and learn things fast."

Qian Jin nodded: "Okay, then I'll give them a lesson today and teach them some knowledge."

"Captain Liu, you can give them a few days off and send them to the city. I'll find them teachers there to help them learn..."

"Wow!" Upon hearing that they could go to the city, the young men and women were immediately excited.

Since the autumn of 77, when Liu Wangcai led the production team militia to the city to feast with Qian Jin, "going to the coastal city" has been the dream of all the commune members.

At that time, these young people were still too young to go to the city, so it became a dream for them.

Now that the dream is about to come true, how can one not be happy and excited?
Seeing the young people in disarray, Liu Wangcai immediately straightened his somewhat hunched back and shouted angrily, "What are you doing? You came here to learn how to raise chickens, not to learn how to be chickens!"

"Look at the way you all are acting! Do you have any discipline? Do you have any sense of organization? If not, get out of here and go home. Don't embarrass yourself in front of Chief Qian!"

The young people were so frightened by him that they immediately fell silent.

Qian Jin waved his hand with a smile: "Captain Liu, there's no need to get angry. As the leader said, we should be serious yet lively when it comes to studying."

"Be serious in class, be lively after class. Come on, tell me about yourself!"

Liu Wangcai's sharp eyes swept across the crowd, and he said, "Erzhu, you start."

"Here!" A stocky young man with a face red from the cold immediately responded.

“He is my nephew from the same clan. He attended junior high school for two years and is considered an educated person in the team. He is also a reliable person in his work.”

"Liu Xiaomei!" Liu Wangcai then looked at a girl with two braids and clear eyes standing next to the women's director, Wang Xiulan.

"Yes, Captain!" Liu Xiaomei replied crisply, her face filled with eager excitement.

"This is Director Xiulan's daughter. She just graduated from junior high school. We originally planned to send her to the village school to be a teacher, but the team will be short of talent in the future. Director Xiulan and I discussed it and decided to let her come and learn from you."

Liu Xiaomei said happily, "Chief Qian, I will definitely learn from you and make something of myself."

Qian Jin laughed: "Okay, then you'd better be strict with yourself."

"And a hammer!" Liu Wangcai's gaze fell on a quiet, robust young man behind Liu Youyu.

"Hmm," Liu Tiechui responded sullenly, nodding.

Liu Wangcai said, "He is a good young man. He did not go to junior high school because his family was really poor, but he loves to learn. He was always first in his class when he was in elementary school. He is known for his quick thinking in the surrounding villages."

"Over the years, I've known that although he didn't go to junior high school, he secretly completed all the junior high school curriculum, didn't he?"

Liu Tiechui responded with a muffled "Mm".

Qian Jin looked at him with interest and asked, "Comrade Tiechui, are you willing to study? Do you want to continue your schooling?"

Liu Tiechui glanced at him quickly, then said woodenly, "I love reading books and newspapers. It doesn't matter whether I go to school or not, as long as I can learn. It would be even better if I could learn from you, Chief Qian."

Liu Xiaomei teased him: "Look, in front of Chief Qian, the hammer has turned into an electric hammer. How eloquent he is!"

Wang Xiulan glared at her daughter.

Qian Jin laughed heartily.

He patted Liu Tiechui on the shoulder and said, "No wonder the captain thinks highly of you, I think highly of you too."

"Then you will temporarily be the leader of the chicken-raising group. You are the seeds of the team. You will not only learn how to raise chickens, but also learn many other things in the future. As long as you study hard and you are indeed good material, I will definitely forge you into a good knife in the 1980s!"

Liu Tiechui quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, Chief Qian."

Liu Wangcai then introduced several other young men, and finally waved his hand, saying, "The chicken-raising team will consist of ten of you for now. Follow Chief Qian and learn the skills well; this is the most important task the team has entrusted to you!"

The young people exchanged glances, feeling both excited about being entrusted with an important task and apprehensive about the unknown. Some were speechless, while others readily agreed, "We guarantee to complete the mission!"

The others joined in, shouting, "We guarantee to complete the mission!"

"I guarantee to complete the tasks assigned by the organization..."

Qian Jin looked at the ten young men who had been selected.

They are all good young people.

Although he was wearing a bulky, tattered cotton-padded coat, and his face and hands bore the rough marks left by wind and sun, his eyes were bright and he was full of energy.

He could see that these people exuded a strong desire for change.

So he went out and got into the car, and took a heavy cardboard box out of the driver's seat.

"Here, one for each of you. From now on, you'll be fighting on the battlefield of learning. These are the 'weapons' prepared for you!" Qian Jin placed the cardboard box on the conference table and opened it.

Liu Tiechui is the team leader and is responsible for distributing the supplies.

He went over and exclaimed instinctively, "Wow, so many dictionaries?"

It is the thick Xinhua Dictionary.

Qian Jin said, "Yes, one dictionary per person, one notebook per person, and one set of fountain pen ink per person."

"Then there are the textbooks. I didn't prepare enough of these textbooks. You ten people can split into two study groups, and each group can take one set."

He took out the reference books, which were the same old stuff: "Scientific Chicken Farming Techniques", "Complete Guide to Chicken Disease Prevention and Control", "Formulation and Application of Compound Feed", and "Construction and Management of Simple Chicken Houses".

The cover features a proud rooster and a modern chicken coop, a stark contrast to the dilapidated state of the production team.

"So many books?!" Liu Xiaomei exclaimed in surprise.

She carefully picked up a book titled "Scientific Chicken Raising Techniques," her fingers gently stroking the smooth cover as if she were holding a rare treasure.

Such books are extremely rare these days.

Qian Jin originally intended to buy used books, but after buying a few, he discovered that someone might have written something in them somewhere.

Then there were records about future times in these handwritings, so he had no choice but to buy new books.

For new books, you only need to tear off the title page containing information about the printing plates. Professional aquaculture books like this won't contain any records about future eras.

He had already shown this to Wei Xiongtu, and Wei Xiongtu did not raise any objections, so there was no problem with the content of the instruction manual.

Because he had previously given Wei Xiongtu some books, some of which had a page marked with a future era, Wei Xiongtu asked him what was going on.

Qian Jin initially dismissed it as a 'printing plate error,' but later he became very careful about keeping future information confidential.

Liu Erzhu and the others also gathered around, looking at these massive volumes with curiosity and awe.

For them, who were used to shovels, hoes, fishing nets, shuttles, and oars, books, especially those that talk about "science," were a distant and unfamiliar existence.

"Reading books alone isn't enough; someone needs to guide you through the process." Qian Jin planned to give them lessons, but his office wasn't suitable.

He asked Liu Wangcai, "Uncle, I remember there was a blackboard in your meeting room?"

Liu Wangcai realized what was happening and asked, "You're going to start teaching them now? You need a blackboard?"

Qian Jin laughed and said, "Without a blackboard, how am I supposed to write on it for them?"

Liu Wangcai said with difficulty, "There is indeed a blackboard in the meeting room. It was erased by the commune during the literacy campaign in 54."

"But it's cold in the meeting room. We haven't been inside since we lit the stove in the office for winter. Look, we're having our meeting in this office today, aren't we?"

Qian Jin didn't seem to care much: "How cold can it be? It can't freeze my hands off, right, comrades?"

The young people responded enthusiastically.

Then they regretted it.

It was really cold in the meeting room!
It's damp and cold!

Moreover, the production team's meeting rooms and offices all had leaky doors and windows, and the howling north wind, carrying snowflakes, trickily slipped into the cracks. Qian Jin kept rubbing his hands together.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Wangcai immediately called for someone to light a stove and cut up the plastic sheeting he had just received that day to seal up the back window.

Now the meeting room finally felt a bit warm.

Qian Jin warmed his hands by holding the enamel mug in his arms. After Liu Wangcai and the others left, he picked up the chalk and began to write on the small blackboard:
"Is the lighting not good? Then all of you move forward and come right up to me, and we'll have a closer lecture."

"I'll give you your first lesson, some very basic stuff, so you'll have a general idea."

In the dim light, the coal stove emitted only limited heat.

Qian Jin stood in front of the blackboard, while Liu Erzhu and his group sat around him on stools, their backs straight like elementary school students, their eyes wide open.

Qian Jin tries to explain things in the most straightforward and everyday language possible:

"Starting from the basics, as you all know without me saying it, chicks are the most delicate and afraid of the cold. Unfortunately, it's freezing cold here right now, so the first task is to make them a warm and airy nest."

"I just went to see it. The chicks are all being raised in the warehouse. That place is good; it's perfect for connecting the chicks with the breeding work."

"However, these chicks can't always be kept in the warehouse. The environment isn't suitable, and they grow quite fast, plus the warehouse is too small."

“In this situation, once the weather gets better and warmer, you will have to move them to the mountains and forests and build them shelters.”

He drew a simple sloping shed with chalk. "Like this, build a shed with the plastic sheet I brought, and line it with thick hay or wood chips. That's a 'brooder'."

"Plastic sheeting keeps them warm, but remember to leave ventilation holes, otherwise the chicks will suffocate if they huddle together and can't breathe."

"You'll need to leave people to observe and arrange for duty personnel to ensure that the temperature stays within a certain range regardless of whether it's day or night."

Liu Erzhu asked, "Can't you tell by touching the chick's feathers? I've seen my mom raise chicks, and once the chicks are in the nest, she just needs to touch their feathers to make sure they're not cold."

Qian Jin shook his head: "I brought you ambient thermometers. You can hang one thermometer in each shack to check the temperature..."

He casually wrote a range of numbers on the blackboard and then drew a simple diagram of a thermometer:
"So you have to keep a close eye on the temperature and ventilation. If it gets a bit too hot, you have to open the windows in the shack; if it gets too cold, you have to close the doors and windows, but remember, ventilation is essential..."

Having finished explaining the shed according to the manual, complete with writing and drawing, Qian Jin then began to discuss the feed issue:

"For these chickens to grow quickly and stay healthy, feed is a crucial issue that must be taken seriously."

"Now I've brought chick feed. You can feed them chick feed. As for how much to feed them, refer to the book; it has specific instructions..."

Qian Jin opened the book "Formulation and Application of Compound Feed" and pointed to the table inside, saying, "Make a mark on this guide. You need to feed the feed according to the numbers on the table."

"But the amount of chick feed isn't unlimited, right? They'll run out of it sooner or later, and that's when you can switch to regular feed. Don't expect them to grow by finding food in the mountains and forests; that doesn't provide enough energy, so you have to keep adding feed."

Liu Xiaomei asked, "Do you add corn kernels? I heard from Sister Honghu from Xiamaqiao that the chicken farms in your city feed their chickens corn kernels, but we don't even have enough corn kernels for the people in our team..."

Qian Jin said, "Then you still have to feed the chickens well. Once they grow up, you won't have to worry about not having money to buy grain. You'll have enough money to buy flour to eat."

"We don't have that many grain coupons. Besides, we farmers can eat coarse grains. Who would be willing to eat fine grains unless it's a holiday?" a young man muttered.

Qian Jin said, "Anyway, you'll have to mix the feed yourselves. Don't just feed them corn kernels; that's not nutritious enough, the chickens won't grow fast, and they'll get sick easily. You have to pay attention to the ratio."

“Look, cornmeal is energy, while soybean meal and fish meal are the ‘muscle’ that help you grow. These things are used to provide protein.”

"There's also shell powder and bone meal—these are easy to make. You have plenty of shells on the beach. Just scatter them in the forest. This is to supplement the chickens with calcium so they can lay hard-shelled eggs, just like we humans take calcium supplements."

"And vitamins, the book describes them in detail..."

He tried his best to explain terms like "protein," "calcium-to-phosphorus ratio," and "vitamin additives," but the group was completely confused.

Very normal.

They, as human beings, had never eaten these things, let alone heard of them.

This made them anxious: "Shells are easy to get, corn kernels are easy to get, and soybean meal and residue can be solved by tofu factories, but the problem is things like vitamins..."

Qian Jin comforted them, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this. When I send a special team to collect the tofu and fish balls, I'll bring them to you. Just add them to the feed according to the instructions."

Vitamins and bone meal are easy to obtain.

Especially vitamins; you don't need to add much to the feed, just 100 jin (50 kg) will last for quite a while.

He bought it randomly from the mall.

Having resolved the issue of feed ingredient sourcing, Qian Jin continued:

"And then there's the water."

"The water must be clean and changed every day. You can't use tap water because there are too many bacteria and viruses in it. You have to use cooled boiled water."

"At the very least, we can't let them drink dirty water. If they drink dirty water, they'll get diarrhea, which will be a real problem. They might even die from the whole litter!"

"Look at page 22 of the book, yes, the page on intestinal infectious diseases. Diseases like pullorum disease and coccidiosis are very easy to contract. You have to memorize all of these..."

"Huh?!" Liu Erzhu interrupted nervously upon hearing the word, "Chief Qian, the last few dozen pages are all about chicken problems?"

"How can chickens get so many diseases? Our chickens at home are perfectly healthy!"

Qian Jin said, "That's how centralized and large-scale farming works. Just like in your team, there are fewer people and fewer people get sick. But if you expand it to the city, why do you need so many hospitals like municipal hospitals, people's hospitals, and affiliated hospitals of medical colleges?"

"It's very simple. With more people, there will be more infectious diseases. Chickens are most afraid of infectious diseases, so you must learn this well."

This is hard to explain, and he doesn't really understand it either; it all depends on these people doing their own research in private.

Before the group had even begun their research, just flipping through the dozens of pages on common chicken diseases, they began to turn pale.

"Prevention is key!" Qian Jin emphasized. "Don't be afraid of difficulties. As long as prevention is done well, they won't get sick so easily!"

"Therefore, the chicken coop should be kept clean, cleaned frequently, and disinfected regularly by spraying quicklime water."

"The next step is to observe closely. If you see any chickens that are listless, have diarrhea, or are not eating, isolate them immediately, check for symptoms as described in the book, and treat them accordingly."

Seeing the bewildered looks on the young people's faces, he knew the job was too complicated for them, so he talked about the identification of several common diseases and simple prevention and treatment methods, and also mentioned the concept of vaccines.

"By the way, sunlight is also very important, especially for chicks. They need enough sunlight every day to help them grow..."

Qian Jin explained things in a simple and easy-to-understand way, combining the book with his own understanding, and went through all the key aspects of raising chickens.

He spoke until his throat was dry, then picked up his enamel mug and gulped down a large mouthful of cold tea.

However, as he looked at his "students," his heart sank deeper and deeper.

Liu Erzhu frowned as he tried to write something crookedly in his notebook, but the words "ventilation vent," "protein," "coccidiosis," and "vaccine" were written incompletely, making it difficult for even him to read.

Liu Xiaomei listened attentively, her face tense, her eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge.

But she was more confused. She wanted to ask questions several times, but she was afraid of interrupting Qian Jin, so she was in an awkward situation where she couldn't go forward or backward.

Liu Tiechui was alright; he was considered a top talent, at least he wasn't overwhelmed by the string of "scientific" terms and managed to take notes clearly. However, when he looked back at the contents, his brows furrowed.

There are too many things I don't understand.

"Didn't you understand many parts?" Qian Jin put down the enamel mug and asked as gently as possible.

There was a brief silence.

Liu Erzhu scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly: "Chief Qian, you explained it very well, but, but these 'proteins,' 'vitamins,' 'calcium and phosphorus' and stuff like that are a bit confusing."

"And that potion, it's too complicated, I can't quite remember it," the young man next to him said.

Liu Xiaomei added in a low voice, "That feed ratio, how much corn, how much soybean residue, how much fish meal, there are too many numbers. Also, is our soybean residue different from the soybean cake mentioned in the book?"

Most people barely understood it.

They were too ashamed to face Qian Jin, so they simply lowered their heads and remained silent.

Qian Jin understood the current situation.

He knew that these people had limited knowledge and even more limited ability to learn, so he didn't expect them to learn everything just by attending one class with him.

That's not realistic.

After all, he wasn't a professional chicken farmer. His lectures were mostly just reading from the textbook. At most, he had listened to Wei Xiongtu and Qian Lie's discussion in the last two days and learned some basic knowledge from it.

However, understanding is one thing, reality is another.

Looking at the expressions on the young people's faces—their attempts to understand yet their apparent helplessness—a strong sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

He knew that this knowledge was too much information and too unfamiliar to the young people in the fishing village who had long been isolated and lacked educational resources.

It's practically impossible to get them to quickly grasp the essence of scientific chicken farming just by relying on these few books and my half-day "crash course".

The snow outside the window became denser, and the sky grew completely dark.

Liu Tiechui added coal to the stove, and the flames in the furnace leaped, reflecting his tightly furrowed brows.

As the team leader, he could not remain silent at this moment.

While tidying up the stove, he took the opportunity to organize his thoughts, and then said apologetically to Qian Jin:

"Chief Qian, we're all very hardworking and dedicated, but our literacy is really lacking. We'll have to learn chicken farming slowly and carefully, and we hope you can understand."

Qian Jin smiled and said, "I understand."

Seeing that his attitude had softened, the young people breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone couldn't help but complain: "How can raising chickens be such a profound subject? I see that my mother and other people in the team raise chickens quite simply."

Liu Tiechui scolded him: "Correct your attitude! Chief Qian just said that raising a few chickens is easy, but raising thousands or tens of thousands is difficult!"

"It's just like leading an army into battle. Leading a few people is easy, but being able to lead several thousand or tens of thousands of people makes you a famous general!"

Qian Jin said, "Don't worry, everyone. There shouldn't be any problems with this batch of chickens. There won't be any serious infectious diseases appearing immediately."

"Especially in winter, although the harsh weather makes it difficult for chickens to survive, it also makes it difficult for bacteria and viruses to spread."

"So this batch of chickens is for you to practice on, and at the same time, to learn. Not only will you learn from books and discuss with each other, but as I mentioned before, I will also arrange for you to go to the city to learn."

Liu Erzhu asked expectantly, "Which school are you going to study at?"

This statement reminded Qian Jin.

A long-held thought resurfaced in his mind:

Run a school!
Establish a genuine training school that can systematically impart practical skills!

This piecemeal, master-apprentice model is too inefficient and has too limited coverage, making it impossible to support the company's talent needs.

Therefore, he must have a formal and sustainable talent training base!
He then said, "I plan to set up a technical training school to train people in various fields, such as chicken farming, greenhouse vegetable cultivation, ship repair, and electricity."

"However, this depends on national policies and whether I can find a suitable teacher, so don't worry, our path to education is long and we must persevere."

“I didn’t understand your situation beforehand, I oversimplified things and was too impatient. A few books and a few words won’t solve your problems.”

“You need to study, you need a specialized school. Let me see if I can set up such a technical training school.”

"Run a school?!" Everyone was shocked.

In the early 1980s, the idea of ​​an individual organizing a school sounded like a fantasy in a remote fishing village.

"Chief Qian, you're planning to start a school?"

"Yes, let's start a school!" Qian Jin said decisively, his mind now focused.

Qian Jin said, "This has nothing to do with you. You should focus on your initial learning and then raise these chicks well."

He looked at Liu Tiechui and instructed him: "You are the team leader and have a good learning ability. You must take on the leadership responsibilities."

"Your chicken-raising team should start with the most basic method I just mentioned. First, raise the chickens in the warehouse, then go to the mountains and forests to build plastic sheet sheds, making sure to keep them warm and well-ventilated."

"Feed and water them more frequently. If the chick feed is finished, use corn and soybean residue to make do with the feed for now. Once I get back to the city, I'll clarify the policies as soon as possible and resolve the issues of the venue, funding, and teachers. Then you can go for training in batches."

"Just like you think, what's so difficult about raising chickens? It's not a big problem, just follow the steps..."

Liu Tiechui nodded emphatically.

He straightened his back and saw the future shining brightly.

He understood that his fate was about to change.

Qian Jin led them through the preliminary work again, and then led the team to the warehouse to contact the chicks. They first cleaned up the warehouse and helped the chicks complete their first nesting.

Liu Wangcai rushed over to help, and the children in the team also came when they heard the commotion. This time, Qian Jin chased them away without any mercy.

Chicks are not toys; they are most afraid of being startled.

Liu Wangcai beckoned to Qian Jin: "Come on, let's go to my house, warm up on the kang (heated brick bed), and get ready to eat the stew made from the pig slaughtered in our team."

Qian Jin waved his hand: "Captain, you also have things to do here. Later, you need to take advantage of the winter when the grass is dry and the trees are sparse to clean up the forest properly. You need to get rid of all kinds of rats, snakes, weasels and the like. These are all the chickens' natural enemies."

Liu Wangcai was full of confidence: "No problem, once the weather gets better, I'll immediately organize several forest cleanup operations and make sure the site is ready!"

(End of this chapter)