Chapter 99 I pointed the direction and they worked - "Rebirth in 80s, after the separation, I took my wife and daughter to eat and drink."
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In the evening, Zhao Zhijun came back and there was an old man sitting on the tricycle.
He is in his sixties, dark and thin, with wrinkles on his face like walnut shells.
He was wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket that had been washed white, and he was holding a dry cigarette pouch in his hand.
It was Lao Suntou.
"Boss Lin, I heard that you own the fish pond at the east end of the village?"
"Uncle Sun, please sit down." Lin Guoqiang moved a chair for him and poured a bowl of tea.
Old Suntou sat down and held a tea bowl: "I know that pond well. I raised fish there for six years when I was on the production team.
Later, the fields were divided among households and no one took care of them, so they became deserted.
The pond has a good foundation, and there is a canal on the north side, which keeps the water flowing all year round.
The silt at the bottom of the pond is thick and very fat, and it is suitable for raising grass carp, silver carp, and carp."
When Lin Guoqiang heard this, he felt more confident: "Uncle Sun, I would like to ask you to help me manage this fish pond.
Thirty yuan a month, including food and accommodation, what do you think?"
Lao Sun's hand holding the tea bowl shook: "Thirty yuan?"
"Yeah."
Old Sun lowered his head and took a big sip of tea.
He cultivated the land for a year, plowed away the seeds and fertilizers, and could not save a few cents.
Thirty yuan a month, three hundred and sixty a year.
He earns much more than he does from farming.
"Boss Lin, I'll do it."
"Then let's go to the fish pond tomorrow to see how we can get the total."
Lao Suntou nodded vigorously.
I left Lao Suntou to eat dinner in the store.
Braised pork, scrambled eggs, and cabbage stewed with vermicelli, Lao Suntou ate three large bowls of rice.
When he put down the bowl and chopsticks, he wiped his mouth with a satisfied look on his face.
"Boss Lin, don't worry, leave that pond to me and I'll make the fish fat and healthy for you."
Lin Guoqiang gave him a bowl of tea: "Uncle Sun, I believe in you."
At night, Lin Guoqiang lay on the kang and read the contract again.
Zhao Sumei came over and looked at it under the light.
"Guoqiang, can you manage the fish ponds, greenhouses, vegetable fields, restaurants... by yourself?"
"I can take care of it. Uncle Sun is in charge of the fish pond, Zhang Laosi and Dad are watching over the vegetable field, I am in charge of the greenhouse myself, and Zhijun is in charge of the store.
I pointed the direction and they worked."
Zhao Sumei thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.
The wind picked up outside the window, making the jujube branches rustle.
Lin Qing'an turned over on the other end of the kang, snorted twice, and fell asleep again.
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