"Xiaohao is back. I heard that you have just gone up the mountain to pick strawberries. How much did you pick, so I can squeeze a glass of strawberry juice for me." Liu Junhao was busy, and Mr. Zhao walked into the living room with a cup of water. He was not polite when he entered the door and asked for strawberries directly.

This old man is quite well-informed. He seems to have not greeted him when he left. However, before he picked it, he considered that Professor Zhao and his wife naturally had many strawberries.

In fact, he didn't need to take action as his master. Wukong was already squeaking and carrying the plates over. The monkey always went to the yard to eat and drink for free, causing a lot of trouble. He was very familiar with the old man and treated him as half of the master.

"Well, it's a bit sour. I feel that the taste is better than that of the supermarket." Professor Zhao pinched a few casually and put them into his mouth. After tasting it, he couldn't help but nod and praise it.

This is true. Although wild strawberries are smaller, they are better than natural. They taste sour and sweet when eaten, and they are unique.

While they were happy, the two washed a lot of strawberry juice. Wukong seemed to be very interested in the working principle of the machine. When the owner stopped, it jumped onto the table and had to explore. Liu Junhao was afraid that it would cause trouble. He quickly beat it with half a cup of strawberry juice.

"You still have scorpions?" After drinking strawberry juice, the old man looked around the room for a while, but he saw the canned bottle beside the table.

"Well, I just caught it when I went up the mountain in the afternoon. Why don't you hear this thing smell crispy when it's fried?" Liu Junhao said. He had heard of fried scorpions, but when he said that he always felt a little scared when he saw this thing. However, in his opinion, Professor Zhao used to travel around the world, and he should have eaten whatever meat and vegetables should not be the type of food or food, otherwise he wouldn't have fried bee pupa last time.

"Don't you want to keep it for fun?" Hearing this, the old man was a little moved. Not to mention that he had eaten this thing before, and he hadn't eaten it for several years, and he missed it a little. But when he thought about it, he thought that raising scorpions was also a good way.

The market for this thing has been in short supply in recent years. If you really want to raise it, you can find a place to cover a tent. The cost of raising scorpions is very low. Grasshoppers, earthworms, greenworms, etc. in the field can all be used as feed, and the profits after feeding should be very good.

"No," Liu Junhao refused to do it, and he never thought about raising scorpions. He had never thought about raising this thing. If he was not taken care of properly, he would lose a lot if he ran away. The key is that this thing is still stingy. If he really wants to make a fortune, he would just use a window screen to isolate some water tanks in the ditch in front of the door, and the benefits would definitely be indispensable. And the important thing is that his old profession is not easy to cause problems. Although Liu Junhao has always relied on spring water to raise eels, he still has a considerable understanding of the lifestyle of eels through such a long time of contact. He is not an expert level. But now he is very knowledgeable about the growth of eels.

"You kid... were born to be a little rich man." A sentence made Professor Zhao have nothing to say. He knew Liu Junhao very well, and this person belonged to the type of eating pies that fell from the sky and opened his mouth and waited for food.

After a year, I don’t know how many people wanted to cooperate with him, and the conditions were quite generous. They only needed to let him produce technology. But this person was good and refused. The technology was hidden, just like a treasure. Although Mr. Zhao knew in his heart that he did not have the technology. If he wanted to say that the eels, hens, wild ducks and other things grew well, the water and soil near Liujiagou were good. In fact, the old man could only summarize it like this.

What he didn't know was that Liu Junhao wanted to do not have skills, so he refused so much cooperation. As for the stone lock, as long as his brain was not burned out, he would not tell others anything. He should be low-key in life, otherwise he might be caught and studied as a guinea pig that day.

The old man didn't talk to Liu Junhao. In the end, he could only say that this thing tastes so good after being fried, so he raised more and it would be convenient for him to eat at home.

"Let's talk about it when you make it." Although Liu Junhao knew that he was telling the truth, he could barely consider eating. As for raising it... let it go. The stall in his yard is enough for him to be busy.

"Xiaohao, come and taste the fried scorpion I just made." I thought Professor Zhao was just talking about it, but I didn't know that the couple had just eaten here and brought a small bowl over.

"I said, "Old man, these ten scorpions can hold you back for a trip?" Liu Junhao turned his head and looked at the golden thing at the bottom of the bowl, and asked with a little curiosity.

The smell smells good, with a slight slight fishy smell in the fragrance, which can arouse people's appetite. However, when he thought of his original form, he and Zhang Qian looked at each other and were afraid to open their mouths.

The master did not move, and Wukong followed him and kept making trouble on the ground to ask for it.

The two of them turned their eyes and looked at each other, and they guessed what the other person was thinking. Otherwise, it would be the couple: let the monkey eat one first.

Liu Junhao smiled and picked up one for the monkey with chopsticks and put it in his claws. The guy didn't hesitate and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard. After a few seconds, a scorpion exploded into his stomach. It still wanted to smash it and then stretched out its claws to ask for it.

There was a door... Liu Junhao also picked up one and tasted it. After eating, he nodded at his wife.

Under his inspiration, Zhang Qian opened her mouth and tasted one. It was indeed good, and the more she chewed it, the more fragrant it became.

"Is it delicious?" After tasting, Mr. Zhao asked with a smile.

"I didn't say anything," Liu Junhao praised his thumbs up without any wits. The scorpion looks quite annoying, but after being fried, it's crispy and refreshing. It's indeed a delicacy.

"Then you catch more when you go up the mountain tomorrow, and you can cook a large plate in forty or fifty pieces."

"They are all in the cracks of the stones. Catch them..." He stopped halfway through his words. No wonder the old man was so enthusiastic and his feelings were waiting for him here. Forty or fifty... how many stones would he have to peel off.

"If you don't go, you won't go no matter what you say." Liu Junhao shook his head firmly, and there was no need to spend so much effort on this little food.

"You boy" saw that his "purpose" was discovered, Professor Zhao had no choice but to shake his head with a giggle.

As he was talking, Liu Guangju called his house, saying that he would ask him to sit in the evening and discuss things with him. Liu Guangju is now becoming more and more skilled in leadership. Before every new initiative is introduced, he would call the heads of each family to sit in, and then tell everyone his thoughts, so that he would gather ideas and wait until the discussion was almost done before the whole village notified him. This behavior was nicknamed by the villagers, and there was no essential difference between meeting with the mayor and secretary of the village.

However, this time it was special, and someone specially reminded Liu Junhao to call Mr. Zhao.

"What exactly did I let me go?" Professor Zhao was puzzled after hearing this. He usually didn't participate in the village.

"I don't know, let's go and take a look."

The two of them arrived early. When Liu Guangju's wife saw that the person was coming, she quickly raised the teapot and poured water. After a while, all the men from each family arrived.

"The town wants to find a project for our village?" As soon as an introduction was issued, people burst into trouble and started to discuss.

When Liu Junhao heard this, the first thought that came to his mind was that the branch secretary would not drink too much.

When it comes to the villagers here, everyone is familiar with such village-run enterprises. Especially in the 1990s, there was a time when the village had a lot of tricks. First, the whole township raised funds to run a carpet factory, but the carpets produced could not be sold. In the end, the workers allocated several carpets to pay their wages.

Then he put forward the slogan "Build greenhouses in every village and build vegetable towns". The wish was good, but the leader had absolutely short-circuited his mind and did not consider the actual situation of Daqingshan. The vegetables were planted, but transportation was difficult. In the end, the vegetable farmers could only produce and sell themselves.

Then there were planting fruit trees, preparing to build the largest fruit production base in X-nan. When it comes to this matter, the villagers didn’t curse. At that time, all the villages assigned tasks, and all the crops were destroyed, and all plum trees were planted. However, the plum trees were not suitable for the growth environment of Liujiagou. The plum trees produced were smaller than jujubes, and there was nothing except the pits. The plum trees cut down the apple trees and the apple trees cut down the pear tree nest. Finally, seeing that the fruit trees were not good, the township leaders changed directions to plant peppers, seedless watermelons, garlic, etc.

The slogans were shouted louder than the other, but the actual effect was "get rich and become rich, the more you get, the more you become, the more you lose." The villagers below were so angry that they were frustrated. In the end, no one listened to what the village said again, and it was impossible to force them.

To be honest, I want to make everyone rich, but I just take it for granted.

These years have become better. The township leaders are not making trouble. The villagers look for projects themselves and take responsibility for their own profits and losses. Gradually, they become richer.

"I said Guangju, should the projects the village is looking for to raise funds? If you don't say anything, my family will pay the money, but don't do it, the wheat has grown so high." Mr. Liu Wu opened his mouth and confronted him.

"That's right, you can pay the money, but don't move the ground." Ermazi followed the socket.

It seems that the villagers have the same idea and don’t catch a lot of colds about this so-called project.

"You... I'll refuse if you really want to move. This time, we're going to run a chicken farm, and the village promised to give some support funds."

"Chicken farm?" Several people looked at each other again.

"Yes, I think this project is still OK. Our village has a lot of farmhouses and consumes a lot of chickens every day. Don't you buy them on the street whenever you trade? If we set up a chicken farm, we can guarantee the supply." He said the truth. With the increase of tourists, the local chickens raised by the villagers of Liujiagou are completely incapable of consumption, and many families have begun to transfer to the town to purchase them. Even because of this, the price of local chickens in the town has been rising.

"But the people who come here to eat local chickens, can't they sell the feed chickens you made?" Liu Qiyong asked back.

"Who said it is feed chicken? We also learn from TV. We can create a free-range forest. If the chicken breeds are grown, buy Xiaohao's eggs to hatch. The eggs are guaranteed." After Liu Guangju said that, he glanced at Liu Junhao.

"I have no problem here, I'm afraid the hen's butt will not be available." Liu Junhao laughed and joked.

After listening to the branch secretary's detailed explanation, the villagers began to think carefully: It seems that this village's chicken farm sounds more reliable.

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