Divorce in middle age: starting with the manor system

Chapter 89, Chapter 88

"Since agricultural wages are so low, why do you still want to learn agriculture?" Cheng Xueyi asked a little puzzled.

Agricultural wages are low, if you still learn, aren't you a fool, and you have to suffer on your own?
Thinking back to the beginning, why did he start a business in the sea, failed, started a business again, failed again, and continued, why?
It is because he does not want to be poor.

"Boss Cheng!" Liang Zhisheng smiled wryly when he heard this.

"Ten years ago, the country began to pay attention to agriculture and support agriculture. Almost all colleges and universities wanted to carry out agricultural teaching. At that time, we thought it would be a prosperous agricultural world."

"Now it seems that yes, it is indeed a prosperous agricultural world, and the country's annual grain production continues to increase."

"Ten years ago, my dad sold corn for a dollar, and last year my dad sold corn for [-] cents, and the price basically didn't fluctuate much!
Agriculture can be immune to external influences, but we are human beings, how can humans be immune to external influences?
Ten years ago, a house in Anshi cost 15 yuan, but now, 50 yuan is not enough. Ten years ago, the tuition fee for a child’s school was only 400 yuan a year, and the school uniform fee and class fee would be as high as 500 yuan. .

Now, my daughter is in the first grade of elementary school, and the fees for textbooks, tuition fees, and school uniforms cost thousands of dollars a year in a mess, and manpower is required to pick her up.

Anyway, the cost of living continues to increase, but the price of food cannot be sold, and the cost of farmers is high, so they cannot pay high wages, and they cannot pay high wages. Everyone is unwilling to do it, and then they publicize that there is a large shortage of people in agriculture, which seems to be caught in an endless loop. among. Liang Zhisheng raised his eyes and smiled helplessly.

In fact, he is okay, he is a doctor of agriculture, and the salary cap can still be raised.

But undergraduates like Jiang Feng are the worst. Although they are undergraduates, their wages are lower than those in other industries, even to an outrageous level.

He has seen his juniors complain that an undergraduate student is only paid 500 yuan, and there is no five social insurance and one housing fund, and the food is still his own, and he has a not-so-good place to live.

With this treatment, it's not as good as washing dishes in a restaurant!
But there is no way, this is the reality, the reason why he talks so much is mainly because Cheng Xueyi, the local boss, speaks too easily.

But in fact, they themselves know how miserable the agricultural students are.

Wu Qingfeng remained silent.

How should I put it, whether it is agriculture or food prices, they are the basic national policies of the country, and even the policy of stabilizing the country and the security of the country.

But the problem is that society develops or expands too fast.

Some industries are expanding too fast and too fiercely.

This has resulted in the seemingly abnormal industry structure today.

At this time, outside the box, a waiter knocked on the door.

Here comes the first course!

When the waiter went out, Wu Qingfeng saw the silence at the dining table, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, don't mention these bad things."

"We are all small people. No matter how much we say, we can't change it. We can only hope that China's agricultural development will become better and more balanced."

"Yes, yes, stop talking about this!"

"The dishes are all served, Brother Wu, come and try!" Cheng Xueyi also knew that what he said just now was a little thoughtless, so he didn't want to talk about this topic for a long time, but seeing that Wu Qingfeng was very interested, He couldn't interrupt, now that Wu Qingfeng had spoken out, he naturally agreed quickly.

"Brother, this is a big rooster that my family has raised for a year. It weighs [-] catties, and the owner is my friend, so he is very experienced in cooking. Try it!" Cheng Xueyi turned the dishes in front of Wu Qingfeng.

Wu Qingfeng nodded, did not speak, but picked up the chopsticks and looked at the dish in front of him.

Braised Chicken with Carrots.

Whether the cooking skills are good or not, but the color is golden, and the aroma of the hot air rushes towards his face. Just looking at it, his throat is turning.

It's a farmhouse in the countryside.

The big dishes are nothing more than chicken, duck and fish, and the basic braised chicken is one of the first dishes of the treat.

Wu Qingfeng took a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Absolutely!"

"It's fragrant, golden in color, soft and not glutinous, very tasty, come, let's try it together!" Wu Qingfeng nodded and praised.

"Come on, let's try it together!" Seeing that Wu Qingfeng was satisfied, Cheng Xueyi also showed joy.

……

Around 02:30!
The dinner was over. The reason why it ended so quickly was Wu Qingfeng's insistence. Cheng Xueyi wanted to get him drunk and said he would go to his nursery base tomorrow.

Especially Cheng Xueyi's coquettish little secretary, who drank really hard and was good at playing, so it wouldn't be good for him not to drink. Not long after, he, Cheng Xueyi, Liang Zhisheng, and the little secretary, the four of them got married. Killed the five bottles of Moutai.

Wu Qingfeng saw that after drinking this way, he would really fall asleep after two more bottles of Moutai, so he hurriedly ended the meal.

This made Cheng Xueyi very unhappy. Wu Qingfeng could only say that after seeing the saplings, he was inviting everyone to drink when he came back.

In this way, Cheng Xueyi is no longer bothered.

Cheng Xueyi's nursery base is in Majia Village.

Therefore, under the leadership of Cheng Xueyi, everyone came to a plantation within a few minutes' journey.

Wu Qingfeng opened his eyes.

There are more than ten acres of greenhouses that can't be seen at a glance.

There are still many workers or trainers who are busy.

Seeing Cheng Xueyi coming, a middle-aged man hurried over.

"Brother Cheng, you're here!" The middle-aged man first greeted Cheng Xueyi, then looked at Wu Qingfeng and nodded.

"Old Zhang, this is Mr. Wu!" Cheng Xueyi nodded, first introduced Wu Qingfeng to the middle-aged man, and then smiled at Wu Qingfeng: "Brother, this is Old Zhang, the person in charge of my seedling base. "

"Hello, Mr. Wu!" Lao Zhang quickly greeted Wu Qingfeng. He is not a fool, and if he can be accompanied by his boss, he must be a big customer.

"Hello!" Wu Qingfeng nodded.

This old Zhang, with dark skin, looked like an old farmer farming, but Cheng Xueyi valued him, obviously he was also an agricultural talent.

Wu Qingfeng didn't look at this old Zhang too much, but looked at the greenhouse closest to him, and asked with some doubts: "It's already April, and the temperature is getting warmer. Your greenhouse is still in use?"

It stands to reason that in spring, shouldn't the greenhouse be put away!
Of course, he didn't understand, he was just curious.

Cheng Xueyi looked at Lao Zhang, the person in charge of his nursery base, obviously wanting Lao Zhang to explain.

"Mr. Wu, the greenhouse is full of seedlings!"

"The seedlings of fruit trees are very fragile, and once there are pests, they will die on a large scale, so the seedlings have to be in the greenhouse before the second step of cultivation.

In addition, although the weather is getting warmer, the temperature difference between morning, middle and evening is too large.

Changes in temperature can also cause poor or uneven growth of seedlings. "Lao Zhang explained with a smile.

"Isn't the temperature in the greenhouse too high at noon?" Wu Qingfeng wondered. Although he had never been to a greenhouse, when he was a child, he cultivated seedlings at home. As long as the seedlings emerged, they would be ventilated at noon, otherwise the temperature in the greenhouse would kill the seedlings. .

"No!" Lao Zhang shook his head, "Our greenhouses have cooling and precipitation equipment, and the temperature will always be kept at a temperature suitable for the growth of seedlings."

"Mr. Wu, he should be equipped with a temperature control system similar to that of a greenhouse, which monitors the real-time temperature through sensors, and automatically controls the fans and sunshades according to the set temperature threshold, so as to achieve the purpose of temperature control.

For example, the temperature is set to 30 degrees and the fan is turned on.When the temperature of the greenhouse reaches this temperature value, the fan will automatically turn on to ventilate, so as to reduce the temperature. "

(End of this chapter)