After hearing Maogen say that he used his dead chicken to exchange for fish with people, Chen Xin was very happy and said that you are so smart that you can make money in the future.

His family has limited dead chickens, but he knows many professional chicken farmers outside, so he gave Maogen some information.

Maogen is not idle either, he rides a motorcycle everywhere and wants chickens with a clean face.

Others welcome him to help him deal with the trouble, and even think that he is too few and not generous every time he comes to get.

In this way, Maogen was so busy that he smelled of chicken poop that he was tanned by the sun. Finally, he exchanged a lot of catfish and was raised into a box in the pond, which was twice as many as Huang Ming had ever had.

In this way, the hair roots got more than 500 kilograms of catfish without spending a penny to raise them.

He is the one who makes a fuss to make a fuss.

It's strange, although the catfish he pulled back was fat and full of meat, it was so lively in the bucket that it seemed to have drunk black coffee. Once it was thrown into the bone-chilling ice water, it became wilted instantly.

These fat black beasts never eat or drink when they come into the cage, and don’t move, like philosophers thinking about the ultimate principles of heaven.

Because there was no food, the fish lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Two months later, the fish was grown and the hair roots were caught and they saw that the catfish, which used to weigh two or three pounds, had lost more than one pound, as if they were suffering from a great famine.

This kind of fish can be sold as wild fish.

Mao Gen didn't say anything, and first contacted a fish boat hotpot from another county, got the sample, the boss tasted it, nodded and asked, "Wild?"

“That’s quite wild.”

"Harve it yourself, it's a little worse than the wild ones. You guys feed your fish well."

Mao Gen was helpless: "Boss, you are really keen eyes. Let me tell you the truth. This is a domestic cold-water fish. It is of absolutely good quality. At worst, it can be sold to you at a cheaper price."

"It's cheaper to be cheaper, I'll give you twenty." The boss raised two fingers.

"Go farewell, there will be no future." Maogen didn't say nonsense and turned around and wanted to leave.

The boss was anxious and grabbed him: "Brother, why are you in a hurry to leave? Is the business unsuccessful? Come on, have tea and cigarettes, let's talk about it."

Maogen: "You have given such a low price. What else can we talk about? Don't lie to me. Nowadays, you only give me twenty of my cold-water fish. Are you kidding? If I am not afraid of trouble, I will go to the market to sell it myself, and I have to flip it."

The boss's eyes lit up and he shouted, "It's forty, you're talking about it, I want it."

Mao Gen was stunned: "This...hehe, I still lost my bargaining."

The boss laughed and said, "A real man, he will spit and nail it. You can't keep your word. If you ruin your appointment, we won't follow it."

"Okay." Maogen had no choice but to agree.

So he contacted a miniature car specially designed to pull fish back to Hongshi Village, and finally got all the fish out and finally got more than 20,000 yuan.

Maogen rode a motorcycle back to W City. At first, he didn't feel it, but gradually he came back to the taste.

He slapped his thigh hard: "It's done! Ah... it hurts..."

The motorcycle head tilted and rushed into the rapeseed field next to it, with pollen falling.

Maogen was a little confused by the fall. It took a long time to hear someone shouting next to him: "Don't you have any trouble, have you broken your leg? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"You broke your leg, your whole family broke your leg!" Mao Ren jumped up like an electric shock, helped up the motorcycle, pushed it onto the road, and a cigarette escaped.

He just rushed into the field and crushed the rapeseed, but he had to pay for it. This compensation is not a small number, at least thousands, who can bear it?

It is naturally not advisable to stay in a place of right and wrong for a long time, so it is respectful to leave first.

Maogen rode a bicycle for about ten kilometers, and stopped breathing. He found that there was a dense factory area in front of him. He saw the street signs and found that he had arrived at the Battle Village in City W, which is the High-tech Industrial Development Zone.

Since we have arrived at the territory of City W, there is nothing to be afraid of. Do people from other places dare to come to us to cause trouble?

He stopped the car, let out a long sigh, and suddenly thought: It's not right, I have money now, what are you afraid of?

More than 20,000 yuan, ah, I already have more than 20,000 yuan, and I haven’t spent a penny of my capital, so I made it like this.

Maogen, you are such a business weirdo. I admire you so much!

Previously, the boss of Fish Boat Hotpot used online transfers, and 20,000 yuan was just a number, and there was no feeling that Maogen did.

Now I suddenly thought that more than 20,000 yuan is so thick that I can't even stuff my pockets... Now they all belong to me... Is this true?

Maogen still couldn't believe it, so he ran to the convenience store next to him and sold a bottle of Coke and drank it slowly.

The numbers are illusory, but the taste of happy water is so real.

The hair roots finally collapsed, and I laughed with my head held high, making the Coke squirt all over the floor.

He just turned nineteen and seemed to have been associated with poverty since his life memory. The word "poverty" runs across his childhood and youth, and it seems that he will continue to be poor in the future. It is simply a hopeless and meaningless life.

Now, I can see a trace of light in front of me. Although it is still very weak, it gives people confidence and longing.

He also knew that this was a one-time business. In order to protect the water source and the environment, the village committee made an exception and asked him to raise fish for two months, and there would be no such good thing again.

But after you have the capital, you can do a lot of things. Now... buy a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes to reward yourself first.

When a poor person is once rich, he has two dollars on his waist and must be shaking his clothes.

Today I will stay in the high-tech zone and stop leaving. I smoke, drink and perm my hair. Life is just a few short autumns, and I will not stop until I get drunk.

There are many factories in the Hi-tech Zone, the bosses and workers are rich, and the demolition households are rich. There are many restaurants, hot pot, hotels and teahouses.

Our Xiaomao villager first went to a hotel that looked very high-end and opened a room. It was a standard room for 300 yuan a night. Scan the QR code to pay, but there was still no pleasure in spending money.

In fact, it is just an ordinary hotel, and there is no star hanging on it, but when has Maogen seen such a clean room, such beautiful carpet, such soft bed, and the nozzle that flows hot water as soon as it is opened is simply the most beautiful enjoyment in the world.

"This person still has to be rich, this is the life he should live." Maogen stood under the shower and thought to himself: "Why can't other families make money? I'm not a fool."

"It's so comfortable, it's better to be extraordinarily. No wonder my devil dad wants to run away." Thinking of his father who has been missing for many years, Mao Gen was so angry that he hated him: "Dog X, isn't that the case for women? You've eloped, you're crazy! Are you dead? Hurry up."

Recalling my childhood, my father was so capable at that time, and his family life was acceptable.

Why did everything change in a blink of an eye?
Chapter completed!