Nie Bufan wore it and went to an unknown ancient mountain village, which he called a mountain "village". In fact, there was an old man who lived in the entire Au, carrying a few fruit trees, and opened two acres of land.
No prominent status, no strong backers, no wealth for him to squander... Even if Nie Bufan has crossed, he is still a small person who is not favored by God. The only thing that is fortunate is that he started over from this dying old man—a little bit of trouble, and started over again—he was from this old man before his death—still failed, and came again—he inherited from this old man who has done his destiny. this small mountain village.
It is a pity that Nie Bufan knows nothing about farming and has no money. Every day, he survives with difficulty on the inheritance left by the old man (three hundred catties of grain).
Nie Bufan is lazy, stupid, pretentious, and naturally stupid, but he has one advantage, that is, he never considers himself lazy, stupid, pretentious, and naturally stupid. Simply put, he is a pure optimist.
He thought, since he can't farm and plant trees, let's open a chicken farm. Yes, the "chicken" yard specializes in raising chickens, laying eggs, hatching chicks to regenerate eggs, and then selling them to restaurants and bars, becoming a supplier of live chickens (?) eggs. At least he has experience in raising dogs (?), so raising a chicken is not a problem.
As for the source of the chicken, it is impossible to test. It is said that on a spring morning, when Nie Bufan opened his eyes, he found a large group of chickens in the yard. It was estimated that they had migrated from some unknown distant place(?).
It was only later that Nie Bufan realized that this small mountain village, which could only accommodate one person and a flock of chickens, was actually a cursed place, and any bird that flew over the village would have to land into a chicken. I don't know if this place is like this in the first place, or because it became like this after Nie Bufan came, in short, it is like this.
Besides, Nie Bufan, who is a time traveler, still has his extraordinary qualities. He has undergone a mutation. The only effect of this mutation is to make his messy life more messy. As for what it is, we will talk about it later.
With the chicken flock, Nie Bufan officially started his chicken raising life. He has a scientific method of raising chickens - free-range. Open the fence every morning, drive the chickens out to forage for themselves, and sneak out to shout the chickens back at dusk. In such a few days, the number of chickens has increased continuously.
But soon, Nie Bufan discovered a serious problem. There are many militants in the chicken flock. They don't know how to forage on their own. They specialize in robbing old and weak women and children. This made Nie Bufan very unhappy, so he decided to pick out these belligerents one by one, and set aside a piece of land for them to toss. At the same time must have the discipline of the military (?).
After an unknown amount of time, Nie Bufan's chickens finally formed a scale, laying eggs for laying eggs, broiler chickens for broiler chickens, and a group of fighting chickens. Because of his amazing fighting power, Nie Bufan has generously relieved them of their obligation to lay eggs—they are roosters, roosters, roosters!
A few months later, there was not much food left, and Nie Bufan was going to bring some chickens to the city to develop his business. The old man had told him before he died that there would be a mountain town on the back of the mountain. And because Nie Bufan is not willing to climb mountains and mountains, and people are not curious, so he has never been there once. In fact, the straight-line distance from the small village to Xishan City is only a few hundred meters, and the two are separated by a high and steep hill, back to back.
By the time Nie Bufan arrived at Xishan City, it was almost noon—three poles in the sun before he set off. He had absolutely no consciousness of being a poor laborer. With a chicken in a bamboo basket on his back and a fighting chicken on his back, he walked in the unfamiliar and ancient city, looking around with great interest, looking around at the surrounding buildings and people in ancient costumes. Of course, he also wore an ancient costume himself, but it was very unconventional, and he was very suspicious of wearing underwear outside, not to mention holding a chicken, and the rate of return was 100%.
After wandering around for a while, he finally remembered that he still had business to do. This was the busiest time of the restaurant, and Nie Bufan knew that no one at the front door was free to talk business with him, so he looked for the back door of a restaurant, and happened to see a middle-aged fat uncle beckoning some servants to carry vegetables to the backyard .
"Why are you so late today? Don't you know the urgent need in the store?" The fat uncle angrily scolded the small farmer who delivered the vegetables.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we were delayed on the road, and we will not be able to do it next time." Xiao Nong bowed to accompany him.
"I hope you do what you say. If there is another next time, we will supply it to another supplier."
"Yes, definitely not, not anymore."
Taking advantage of this gap, Nie Bufan walked over and said, "Excuse me, I wonder if your store accepts chickens?"
"Chicken?" The fat uncle was stunned for a moment, and looked at the young man in front of him who had dressed an ordinary rough garment into an acrobatic artist. He was handsome, and his skin was very white. He didn't look like a poor man at all. Forty six. And what is he holding in his hand? a chicken
"Isn't this the chicken you're talking about?" The fat uncle pointed to the big rooster with fierce eyes and asked.
"No, no." Nie Bufan shook his hand and smiled, "This is my bodyguard, not for sale. I want to sell these few in the bamboo basket."
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Nie Bufan saw several people looking at him as if they were watching aliens, and asked, "How? Uncle, do you want to see the goods?"
The fat uncle said hesitantly, "Okay, let's see."
Nie Bufan put the bamboo basket on the ground, opened the lid, and saw five hens squeezed inside.
The fat uncle stretched out his hand and raised one to look at it, then nodded and said, "Well, this chicken is sturdy, not bad. How many do you have?"
"The quantity is large, it can be supplied for a long time, and the price will definitely satisfy you."
"Oh?" Uncle Fat looked at the others and said, "Are all chickens as strong as these?"
"Of course, there is no defective product."
The fat uncle pondered for a while and said, "We already have a dedicated supplier, but your chickens are of good quality. In this case, I'll discuss it with my owner first, you go in first and so on."
"Okay." Nie Bufan followed the fat uncle into the backyard. Unlike the previous noise, it is very quiet here.
Not long after, the fat uncle led a man over, and saw that this man was about twenty-three or four years old, with handsome features, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the appearance of a handsome young man.
"Young man, this is our owner, and it happened to be in the store today, so you are lucky."
"Hello." Nie Bufan nodded at the man.
The man raised his eyebrows, and was probably flickered by his strange dress, before asking after a while, "I don't know what to call my little brother?"
"Nie Bufan. Nie Feng 'Nie', the extraordinary 'No', the extraordinary 'Fan'."
"...It's a good name." The corner of the man's mouth seemed to twitch, and he said, "Uncle Zhang Junshi, I heard that your goods are very good, can you take a look next?"
Nie Bufan was not impressed by the way he spoke, so he directly raised the bamboo basket in front of him.
Zhang Junshi looked like a son, but he was not afraid of getting dirty at all. He rolled up his sleeves and lifted a chicken out. The hen was very dissatisfied with the treatment one after another, clucking and screaming, struggling to the death. The big rooster next to him was unhappy, and when he cried, the hen stopped.
A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Junshi's eyes, he looked at the big rooster and asked, "This is?"
"My pet, Flower Girl."
"..." Zhang Junshi.
"..." Fat Uncle.
The big rooster fluttered with gorgeous feathers, held his head high, and arrogantly.
"My little brother's hobby is really special." Zhang Junshi's mouth twitched again.
"Thank you for the compliment." Nie Bufan was really proud of this. You must know that training a pet dog is nothing, but training a smart fighting chicken.
Zhang Junshi probably felt that it was more practical to talk about business, so he asked: "Where is my brother's house? Is it far from Xishan City?"
"A bit far."
Zhang Junshi frowned.
"It will take about half an hour." For Nie Bufan, who used to commute by car and go up and down the elevator, it is indeed a long way, and he has not traveled such a long way.
"..." Zhang Junshi looked at Nie Bufan, thinking that this person is not here to entertain people, right? He endured it and asked again, "What price are you going to charge for your chicken?"
"It can be two cents lower than the price you originally received." Nie Bufan didn't know the exact price, so he just said that. Anyway, he didn't want to make a lot of money, and he didn't worry about feeding the whole family alone.
"I need you to supply two hundred a month, can you do it?"
Nie Bufan touched his chin, shook his head and said, "Our village has just started farming, and the scale is not large. We can only supply 150 at most in the first month, but after two or three months, we can probably increase the number. ."
Zhang Jun really thought about it, these hens were sturdy, with uniform coat color and firm muscles. They were indeed top-grade.
He said: "Let's do it, you can give it for a month first. If the meat tastes good, you will receive the goods for a long time in the future."
Nie Bufan nodded in agreement, and after a while he added: "By the way, we don't have a car in our village, you'd better send someone to collect it yourself, and you'll be there after you cross the mountain behind, not far."
Who said "a little far" just now? Zhang Junshi's mouth twitched again.
"Okay. I'll take someone to see you tomorrow. If there's no problem, I'll find someone to pick up the goods on time."
"Okay then, you should collect these chickens first." Nie Bufan patted the bamboo basket happily.
Zhang Junshi nodded and ordered Uncle Pang, also known as Uncle Fat, to withdraw the money. Five hens were fifty-five cents, which meant a chicken eleven cents, which was really cheap.
Nie Bufan didn't care either, playing with the ancient coins.
Zhang Junshi looked at this man quite interesting. He looked like a young master with thin skin and tender meat, but he was selling chickens and wearing clothes... Cough, let's not talk about it.
"Ah, by the way, do you collect eggs? Our village also produces a lot of eggs at affordable prices."
Zhang Junshi nodded: "Okay, just by the way, I'll go to your place tomorrow to see the exact number."
"Welcome." Nie Bufan showed a smile so bright that even the sun dimmed, causing Zhang Junshi to narrow his eyes.
"Cough, yes, I haven't asked yet, what's the name of your village?"
Nie Bufan was silent for a while, then answered cautiously, "Jiwo Village."
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