The chickens are still keeping eggs, and five thousand are working hard at the same time. Chen Xin's family is really too busy.

Ding Fangfei was so anxious that she kept shaking her father Lao Ding's arm: "Dad, I really don't have time to cook for you, otherwise you will cook the best."

Lao Ding yelled angrily: "I am a guest, do you ask me to cook? Besides, I don't know where to put your food, rice, oil and salt, and how to make it?"

Ding Fangfei: "Then you help pick the eggs?"

After saying that, he pulled him up without saying a word.

Chen Xin's mother: "Where is there someone who lets her in-laws help you work? Fangfei, let me do it."

Song Qingyun: "Everyone help me, don't break the egg."

In order to welcome this day, Chen Xin had been waiting for a long time and bought egg racks and cartons at home.

After working for a long time, I finally packed all the eggs and weighed them, and they were about 470 kilograms.

The work is not tiring, and it does not require any labor, it is just tedious.

Today, about 4,700 chickens lay eggs, with a small head of eggs of ten per pound, and a normal egg is seven per pound.

After packing, the villagers refused to disperse, so they gathered in the yard and pointed and talked non-stop, saying that they had never seen so many eggs in their life, and the Chen Xin family was about to send them out.

The discussion was so loud that the hens kept shouting.

Song Qingyun hurriedly shouted: "Everyone goes back, the chicken is scared. If the chicken doesn't lay eggs tomorrow, everyone present today will have to pay the money.

Hens, especially cage-raising hens, are as timid as mustard seeds. If they are a little turbulent, they will be cut into egg troughs, and in severe cases, they will be scared to death.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Chen Xin's mother said why was she leaving? The food was almost ready and she would leave after eating.

Everyone said that they dare not eat, let alone eat, we will not dare to come to your family in the future, but we have no money to compensate you and can't afford to offend you!

Lao Ding also waved at the four strong young men he brought: "You all go back, there can't be too many people here. I'll send a message to my wife, saying that her son-in-law's chicken lays eggs and makes a fortune. I want to stay here for one night and I won't go back tomorrow."

When everyone left clean, there were only four Chen Xin and Lao Ding left in the yard. Song Qingyun was about to leave, and Chen Xin's mother went to hold him up and said, Secretary Song, you should eat here too, and the egg-collecting dealer will come over. If you don't have Secretary Song, you will not be able to do this chicken farm. The new dog can have today all depends on your help. You are my benefactor. I want you to see it with your own eyes.

Song Qingyun smiled and said, Yes, I want to taste the fruits of victory in person.

Because I had to check out later and work, I was afraid of being shocked. I ate lunch very easily and didn't drink alcohol, but at least I saw meat.

Chen Changqing, who had been sleeping under the eaves, finally woke up when he smelled the fragrance. He ran over and took a seat, whispering his chopsticks and chewing them.

Chen Xin's mother was in a good mood and was in front of the guests, so she was rarely not chasing people.

Before the meal was finished, the egg-collecting dealer drove over to the Wuling single-row truck.

The dealer came to Chen Xin's house several times before and left a number. Today he happened to collect eggs in this area and came along the way.

Last year, chicken plague occurred in other provinces and Pingyuan areas of the province, and egg production was severely reduced. Only the mountainous areas were not affected because of the good air.

He has been busy here for a while.

As soon as he entered the yard, he smiled and said, "Chen Xin, I saw your eggs. I waited until the flowers all faded. The price of eggs has increased significantly recently. What's the relationship between us? I'll give you the highest price. How about three yuan, two pounds per pound?"

Seeing that Chen Xin wanted to agree, Song Qingyun interrupted: "Three or five."

The dealer shouted: "Brother, this is a sky-high price. Yes, yes, the supply of goods is tight now, but we can't ignore human relations! You are messing around, it's too sad to have feelings."

Song Qingyun said that today is 3.5 yuan, and next time, 3.2 yuan. The dealer was very strange and asked what the reason was. Song Qingyun said that today is the first batch of eggs, so why shouldn’t it be a little expensive? Brother, don’t complain, it’s really not possible. I bought it myself and gave it to someone.

The dealer's face was in a state of uncertainty for a long time, and then he stomped his feet in a very aggrieved manner, and it was just three or five yuan, just to support the construction of Hongshi Village.

In fact, this kind of head egg is very gunshot in the provincial capital and can be easily sold for 5 yuan per pound.

With a lot of profit margin of three or five, he naturally agreed.

Overweight, checkout.

The dealer asked whether to transfer money to Weixin or cash. Before Chen Xin could speak, Ding Fangfei said cash.

The cash is 1,645 yuan, and after deducting about 1,000 yuan of feed and labor, it will make more than 600 profits.

"Why is this?" Ding Fangfei was a little dissatisfied.

"There are a lot, a lot." Chen Xin and his family said.

After giving the money, the dealer suddenly smiled and said, "It's too little. I can understand your mood. After all, it's the first day to see the money. It's better, you can ask me to collect eggs once a week in the future. Today is the way, otherwise I won't come, and it's not enough money for gas! Boss, don't think it's too little, it's only the beginning, and there will be more in the future."

When someone called him the boss's wife, Ding Fangfei was so embarrassed that she asked what was going on.

The dealer said that the head eggs are small and light in weight, and only ten eggs per pound. Under normal circumstances, six to seven eggs per pound. In other words, from tomorrow, your family’s recovery will be 40% higher: “How much is it?”

Chen Xin: "I have calculated that 2,300,000 profit per day is about 1,000 yuan."

Ding Fangfei was excited: "Brother Xin, you are still amazing and you are going to get rich."

When everyone saw the jumping girl in front of them, they laughed.

Chen Xin's mother was so anxious that she hurriedly said, "Speak quietly, don't be shocked."

After dinner, everyone was glaring for a moment and started working again, shoveling chicken poop, pouring chicken poop, and rinsing the chicken coop with water.

The chicken plague last year was really great, and many farmers lost their fortunes, so hygiene issues must be taken care of.

The chicken coop not only needs to be cleaned every day, but also needs to be sprayed with disinfectant once a month.

Seeing that everyone was busy, Song Qingyun said that I would leave first if I had nothing to do. Chen Xin, thank you for your lunch.

Just as we were about to leave, we saw a one-handed man, blushing face and Master Gong Qi came to call him, pushing me and I pushed you, hesitating for a long time but couldn't say anything.

Song Qingyun seemed to understand something, but said: "The chickens in Chen Xin's family saw the money. Are you going to discuss the distribution issue? Do you discuss it with Chen Xin?"

The one-handed son said, "Secretary Song, we came here for this matter. You supported the chicken farm. You have to preside over this matter. We all trust you. Otherwise, let's write a document contract or something."

Song Qingyun nodded: "Yes, the reason why we built this chicken farm was that Chen Xin had a strong desire to get rid of poverty, and the other was to help you four poor households with files and cards. The property rights were not clear, so we had to write a text. If this is the case, let's go to the village committee and let Yonghua sign a letter as a witness."

The brothers had to settle the accounts clearly, and the reason why they didn’t write a contract at the beginning was that the one-handed boy and four people felt that it was not a big deal to get some bamboo and wood from home and help make a cage; secondly, Chen Xin’s chicken farm has many ups and downs, and he invested too much, so poor that he almost drank the northwest wind, so everyone was not optimistic about it.

So, they didn't take it seriously at the time.

Since I saw the money today, should I draft a formal document?

Otherwise, Chen Xin regretted it?

Wealth moves people's hearts, and human nature cannot stand the test.
Chapter completed!