Chapter 1800

Why do they say technology is the primary productive force?

For this last full truck of pasture, if used by the small machinery in the river beach warehouse, the Chen Xi and Chen Chi brothers would have to toss for a day.

But at Dafeng Feed Factory, in one hour, everything from crushing to packing was ready.

The driver couldn't stand the mosquitoes, and only got peace after sitting in the warehouse by the mosquito coil. Watching Song Tan, like a strongman, lightly lift the round, heavy compressed bag onto the cart, and push it forward—

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

It was agreed that he wasn't responsible for moving.

Moving and lifting at his age, it wouldn't be worth it if he sprained his old waist!

But, but...

Oh my!

The master stood up: "I'll give you a hand."

Song Tan shook her head: "No need, no need, there aren't many bags left, Master, you rest for a while, have dinner at our factory tonight before going back."

"Good!" The driver was eager!

But he was really embarrassed to sit again at this moment.

But just as he took a step, a dry, hot breeze blew, and he suddenly sniffed:

"What's that smell..." It's quite fragrant.

Looking at Song Tan's side, the feed factory employee who was helping also stopped: "My Fourth Uncle must have eaten first..."

His tears and saliva of grievance surged together, and at this moment he was both greedy and anxious—it could spread from the backyard to the front yard, they must have eaten!

Hmph! The young man had his own ambition:

If Fourth Uncle is reluctant to give, he won't give, he also has a salary, and it's not that he can't afford it.

At this moment, he asked: "Boss Song, do you sell this beef in small quantities? Are there any cheaper meats?"

Hard-hearted is hard-hearted, 200 a jin, Fourth Uncle gives a monthly salary of 4000, he really can't afford it, wuwuwu...

He paused and asked: "How much is a jin of beef bones?"

Buying beef bones must be cheaper than meat, right?

Buy a few more jin and stew them well, boil out the gelatin, and beef bone soup noodles can be eaten for several meals!

The young man had his own calculations in his heart.

But how could this be said to Song Tan?

"Sorry," she said truthfully: "Our cows are all sold whole, we can't sell them in small pieces."

Even if there were, Little Secretary Zhu's grandfather, Professor Song, Professor Tang, plus the dozen or so people in her own family, it might not be enough to eat.

The young man also knew in his heart: with such high quality, it's indeed impossible to buy it casually like his Fourth Uncle.

But reason is reason, greed is greed.

The young man looked at the grass on the ground again—

No corn stalks, he couldn't learn from his Fourth Uncle and pick up the grass to chew, right?

But...

"Can beef grow into this quality if they eat this kind of feed?"

If it can, encourage Fourth Uncle to raise one or two, they are relatives after all, he should be able to buy some small pieces, right?

Song Tan didn't know that he already planned to save the country by a curve. But the answer was without hesitation:

"Probably not."

If you want good beef, scientific feeding, feed quality, and living environment are all indispensable.

You can't feed this kind of quality just by relying on feed.

The river water flowing from Jinhe to the river bay of Yunqiao Village is filled with faint spiritual energy, and the humid water vapor carries the wind from the southeast, northwest, and northwest throughout the year, staying and wandering in the river beach.

And then it stretches to the surrounding valleys.

From pasture to the wild chrysanthemums in the poor land on the stone slope on the other side where goats can jump, even the reed buds on the edge...

Every breath of the plant, every photosynthesis, the lotus leaves in the lotus pond reaching the sky, Da Bai leading the ducks quacking and wandering...

Spiritual energy is intertwined and exchanged.

This is a small ecosystem unique to the river beach. Settling here, even the pigs are much better to raise than the simple way of raising them in the back mountain last year.

And precisely because of this, Yan Ran and the three's thesis made a precise analysis of the breeding environment of the river beach, with various sampling and various instruments.

Various theoretical data all prove that there are such and such good substances here.

Only in this way can such extremely high beef quality be derived, filling in the most reasonable operating logic for Song Tan's various bugs.

The disadvantage is that it cannot be copied.

The young man was frustrated, smelling the beef fragrance that appeared and disappeared in the wind, and felt sad and tearful in his heart.

Only the driver, who knew nothing, smelled it beside him, and then praised:

"The cooking skills of the chef in your factory are really not bad, this beef is really fragrant. Do you take big banquets?"

Seeing that he had missed a meal of delicious food, the young man was determined in his heart: his uncle and aunt's skills are just so-so! They can't take big banquets at all.

When he has the luck to eat this 200-a-jin beef one day, he will specially invite a master to cook it!

Not wasting a single bit!

Such a busy day finally came to an end, and it was ten o'clock at night when Song Tan returned home.

In the living room, Lu Chuan was earnestly recording something on his laptop, and a documentary was playing quietly on the TV—obviously, he was taking notes again.

Song Tan returned with grass clippings all over her, and under the warm lights, he looked up: "Back? We mixed cold noodles tonight, I asked Seventh Uncle to leave a portion of the sauce, I'll mix one for you too."

Song Tan nodded: "Okay, I'll go upstairs and take a shower first—I'll eat upstairs later."

When you are away from home, you can't be too special, so she, who worked hard for half the night, was covered not only in grass clippings but also in sticky sweat.

And when that large bowl of cold noodles mixed with garlic sauce, chili oil, cucumber shreds, mung bean sprouts, and fragrant sesame was held up by Song Tan, Lu Chuan asked:

"Will this rain last a long time?"

Song Tan looked at him, then nodded: "Yeah, quite a while, but it's okay."

Lu Chuan didn't ask any more, just said: "The washing machines upstairs and downstairs have drying functions, if the clothes don't dry, remember to dry them."

"Also, don't forget to pour in fabric softener, otherwise no matter how clean you wash them, they will have a smell."

In terms of life, the whole Old Song family listens to whatever Lu Chuan says, and Wu Lan, who has never used fabric softener in her life, now uses boxes and boxes bought by Lu Chuan.

After using it for a long time, she even picks the fragrance when washing clothes now!

Song Tan is no exception, nodding her head in agreement.

But she also thought of another thing: "The sunflowers on the mountain are blooming so well, didn't they say they would come to shoot some shots? If they don't come, it will be impossible to step in the fields after the rain."

Lu Chuan's expression was calm: "An actor collapsed, and now they are busy reshooting previous shots, so this plot was cut. I'll see the budget later and consider whether to use a green screen."

Huh?

Song Tan was instantly speechless.

After a while, she asked: "Didn't they say the whole project was very attentive?" At that time, the director said all the nice things in order to shoot shots in that forest-like Titan sunflower cluster!

Is it a green screen just like that?

Lu Chuan laughed: "No matter how attentive you are, you can't do background checks on every actor. Basically, it's a two-shui problem."

Slept wrong

Tax wrong.

And green screen—"Need to catch up with the schedule, the cost of transferring the entire crew's equipment is too high, and it's also very time-consuming."

Song Tan chewed the crispy cucumber shreds and mung bean sprouts slowly, curious at this moment: "I remember you also invested, if this drama doesn't become popular, will you lose money? But I'm not afraid of losing money, I have a lot of money now."

Lu Chuan's expression softened instantly.

The lights shrouded him, and even the hair on the top of his head had a luster like black sandalwood. He made an moved appearance:

"Okay, the heavy burden of supporting the family is on your shoulders."

In fact, his investment couldn't even make a splash in the entertainment industry, it was just opening up another track.

What can really be grasped is his own professional industry.

He even had the mood to give Song Tan ideas: "After taking down that piece of land in the town, develop the first building first. Once it's built, sell it, collect the first wave of funds, and then the second building, the third building..."

"The villa area you want to keep, build it last."

In this way, the economic pressure is not so great, don't rush the schedule, and you can also inspect the quality from multiple aspects.

Song Tan was a bit surprised that the topic jumped so fast, but 600 mu of land, the family's existing savings really can't support it.

So she happily adopted it: "Do you want to hire a designer for the residential area?"

"Yes." Lu Chuan gave his opinion: "Designer, Feng Shui master, all need them."

"Landscape design and interior design, all need them."

Song Tan nodded: "I know, I know, isn't this asking Little Secretary Zhu to help me inquire about high-cost-effective connections? Also the design of the apartment type, Seventh Uncle said there must be a large kitchen, don't be stingy, a hundred-square-meter house only gives a few square meters, two people can't even turn around..."

The news that she was going to build a house spread, and any employee who met her dared to boldly make two suggestions, as if they were ready to buy.

Song Tan didn't know where their confidence came from.

But if the employees had to say it, they could also give a very accurate answer—

"Oh! Not much money!"

Those with some savings don't need to buy a house in Yuncheng, an 18th-tier small city, and it's far from the village and has no advantages.

Those without savings, don't look at Yuncheng as an 18th-tier small city, the housing price is not low!

Calculating back and forth, if you want to stay and work for a long time under convenient traffic conditions, or want a stable nest, then buying a house in the town is definitely cost-effective.

The air conditioner was running silently, and the room was cool.

And the two were chatting about the general plan, and unknowingly, outside the tightly closed windows, there was already a faint rumble of thunder.

The window went "thump", a small bat bumped into it, and soon made a small squeaking sound and flew away.

Song Tan knew that there were more and more such small animals in Yunqiao Village!

She put down the empty bowl, thought about tomorrow's arrangements, and couldn't help but be happy:

"Tomorrow, let's catch the last truck of fish from Boss Chang, and we won't be able to do anything when it rains—let's play that game you mentioned last time together!"

Her voice was filled with a joy she didn't even notice.

And Lu Chuan looked down at her quietly, thinking of the series of plans and life trajectories after the other party woke up from the car accident and returned to the village, and couldn't help but touch her hair:

"Yeah."

It's rare to have a rest, so it's time to relax properly.