My Daoist Life

Chapter 8: Earn money plan

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[Merry Christmas!]

The vitality of heaven and earth can also be multi-colored. I slowly discovered that Yuanqi also has many different colors, and they all have different temperaments. For example, the vitality in this fire is more irritable and impatient. It also looks very unpleasant. I want to accommodate it in my body, but it is not obedient at all, unruly.

Only that kind of feeling is the most obedient of the white vitality, but after they get into my body, they always leave quickly. At the same time, the dirt in my body is brought out of my body.

"Huh, the rice is rubbish. You kid, where do you want to cook?" Grandpa said quickly.

I just smelled the smell of burning rice. He quickly covered the firewood in the stove with ashes.

"Don't blame your parents. Then Guangdong is not invaluable. It's not easy for your parents to make a little money. They don't have any culture. When they enter the factory, they can only do some manual work. It takes more than ten hours a day. Ban. You have used up the savings your parents have worked so hard for for the past two years. Originally, you were going to come back to renovate the building. Now you have a younger brother, and you don’t know what year it will be.” Grandpa sighed. breathed.

"Grandpa, I don't blame them. I know they've worked hard. I haven't seen them in years, and I just miss them. I still miss my brother." I felt the tears rolling in my eyes, and I couldn't let them come out. The red flames in the stove were blurred in my eyes.

I suddenly want to make money. If I make more money, my parents may come back. I don't have to work so hard to make money. Maybe I can see my brother. At a young age, I also knew the importance of money.

I calculated it again, and calculated all the ways I could think of to make money. If you raise more fish in the pond and sell the fish during Chinese New Year, you should be able to make some money back. Maybe it's not enough. Last year, the fish pond at the grandfather's house was only bought for more than 1,000 yuan. It's not enough for my parents to earn a month's salary in Guangdong.

Maybe you can raise a cow, anyway, the cow can graze on its own. A cow can make thousands of dollars. By the way, you can also raise pigs and chickens. My plans are getting big.

"Grandpa, why don't we raise a few more cows. You can sell a cow for several thousand yuan. You can also raise a few pigs. I'll take care of all of this. I'll pull the hogweed, and I'll feed the pigs. I want to raise chickens, ducks and geese." I told my grandfather what I thought.

"You can't raise cows. Cowboys are too expensive, and grandpa doesn't have that much money. Let's raise pigs. You can also raise some chickens, ducks and geese. But if you eat other people's millet, you will lose money." Grandpa said worriedly.

"I told them not to eat other people's millet and vegetables. They only eat insects." I thought about it and said.

Grandpa was about to say something, but he turned his head and glanced at the cow pen, but he stopped talking.

"Then you will go to the market with me tomorrow. Buy two piglets and come back. The piglets will buy some chickens, ducks and geese. But you can remember, these livestock are bought back, and you are responsible for them. It's better to keep some, you Now is the time to grow up, so you have to eat something good." Grandpa caressed me lovingly on the head.

"I'm going to use it to sell it when I grow up. When I make a lot of money, my parents will come back. My brother will also come back." I said firmly.

"Alas!" Grandpa sighed and walked out.

There are many people on the streets of Changshan Town every day, and the trading market is the place with the most people. Grandpa took me to a place where cubs were sold.

"I have to pick this chick myself." I reached out to the chicken dealer's cage to catch the chicks.

"Hey! Whose child of yours, you have to pay for the death of the chicken." The dealer said unhappily.

"You let him pick it himself, if it breaks it's mine." Grandpa said.

I grabbed the chicken from the cage, and the chicken was in my hands, and it turned out to be an honest and obedient game.

"You kid is a bit of a man. I picked the best seedlings here. I'm very skilled at catching chickens. How did you teach this kid?" The dealer said in surprise.

"I don't know either." Grandpa shook his head with a proud smile on his face. In the village, no one in the village did not give me special attention, but when I got here, I suddenly became a treasure. Grandpa is naturally happy.

"Come on, uncle, I'll give you two." The dealer also took the initiative to give the customer a gift.

Twenty chicks, twenty ducklings, and ten geese will be bought soon. My face is full of smiles, as if I have seen the scene of my parents returning home for the New Year. Grandpa knew what I was thinking, but he was very worried. I held such high hopes, and how disappointed I would be if my parents still didn't come back. Grandpa knows that my parents are now all thinking about my brother. They have forgotten about my eldest son.

"I also bought two piglets." Grandpa carried the burden and led me to the place where the piglets were sold.

Buying piglets is not as easy as buying chickens, ducks and geese.

The people who sell piglets are very mixed, there are traders who go to the village to collect piglets, and there are rural people who carry the burden and bring them to the town to sell piglets. There are good and bad piglets too. If you accidentally buy a sick pig back, it will die within a few days of raising it. Even if you buy pigs that are not sick, there is a big difference between good pigs and bad pigs. The piglets from the same litter have a difference of several kilograms after a month, and if they are raised for a few more months, the difference of several tens of kilograms is very common. It takes vision.

"I'll choose." I was still rushing to choose Piggy.

"That won't work. Let Grandpa choose." Grandpa was worried that I wouldn't choose well.

"I chose well." I don't know why, these little piglets, I can see at a glance, those piglets are good, and those piglets are bad.

Grandpa couldn't beat me, so he could only rely on me, "Okay. You choose."

I took a fancy to a villager who appeared to be from the village and three piglets in a snakeskin bag.

"I want these two," I said.

"That's not possible. If you want to buy three together, you buy the two big ones, and who will I sell the remaining one to? If I can't afford the price, then I won't do it. Don't look at this piglet's small size. , in fact, compared with these two pigs. If compared with other piglets, it is not bad at all. The sows in my family are not ordinary. The pigs born are easy to raise. This litter was born. Twelve. They were taken away by the villagers early in the morning. Originally, these three were reserved. As a result, the family suddenly went out to work. I was not notified. The piglets are sold in the town." The villager was about fifty years old.

"Grandpa, why don't we buy it." I took a fancy to these three little piglets. This piggy is more spiritual than the others. It was that hazy feeling that made me decide to buy Piggy.

The guy who sold the piglets was also very cheerful and wiped off the fraction directly. Several bucks.

In fact, I don't know, this trip, my grandfather spent almost all the savings accumulated this year. All this money was saved by my grandfather doing odd jobs for other people's families. But this time, because of me, I spent all the money.

"Yangyang, do you still want to eat something?" Grandpa asked.

I looked at the dazzling goods displayed in the roadside shops, and the snacks on the roadside stalls also exuded tempting flavors. Can not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. But he shook his head firmly: "Don't eat."

"Hehe." Grandpa smiled.

A book stand on the side of the road caught my attention. There are new books and old books on the bookshelf, and they all sell for a lot of money. Some are much cheaper than the price listed on the book, and some are much more expensive than the price listed on the book. Because the price of books in the 1980s is very low, and the books in the 1990s are much more expensive.

I took a fancy to a book called "Xingyi Five Elements Boxing Diagrams". The price on it was only 55 cents, but the stalls sold it for 5 yuan. It's mainly the cover of the book that I like. In the 1990s, it was still relatively martial.

"Five dollars, you take it." The stall looked at me and said.

"Isn't it only fifty-five cents? You don't want to sell it so expensive, two yuan, how about it?" My grandfather saw that I liked it very much, so he wanted to buy it, but the money he brought out today was almost used up. With a few dollars left, I would like to buy some food for me. It is rare to come to the street once, and always buy something to moisten my mouth.

"A few cents worth of books for six years old. Now, waste paper is sold for more than a few cents, right? Three dollars, buy it and take it away." Seeing an old man with a child at the stall, He gave two bucks.

Grandpa found a plastic bag from his pocket, which was Grandpa's wallet, and dug out three dollars from the plastic bag. There wasn't much money left in it.

After getting the book, I have no interest in the food stalls on both sides of the street. Immediately open the book, who knows, most of the words inside do not know. Can only keep turning back, and finally turned to the place where there is a picture.

Strange to say, these pictures seem to be alive in my eyes, turning back page by page, the people in the pictures in the book seem to be performing routines continuously, until I turn the book to the last page. , that person's routine has just finished performing. This routine stuck in my mind all of a sudden. I can demonstrate this routine at any time.

"Come on, eat a candy bun. I'll walk hard later." Grandpa stuffed me a bun, but I didn't eat it right away. I'll check first to see if my grandpa has it in his hand.

Grandpa only bought one bun. The rest of the money, grandpa is also going to be a backup.

I broke the buns in half and handed half of them to my grandfather: "We each eat half."

Grandpa took the bun and turned his head, wiping his eyes with his hands.

"Grandpa, when I get rich in the future, we can eat whatever we want on the street." I nibbled at the half bun, trying to make the sweetness of the white sugar in the bun last longer in my mouth. .

"Hey, then Yangyang raises these animals well, and when these chickens, ducks, geese and piglets grow up, we will have money." Grandpa couldn't stop nodding.

When grandma used to be at home, the family raised pigs every year. So, the pigpen is ready-made. Chickens, ducks and geese are still too young to be kept in pots.

When I got home, I told Black Bean to protect these chicks, ducks and geese.

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