Chickens Patrolling the Fields

Upon returning to the village and finding no one around, he squatted down at the edge of the field, his palms pressed against the soil, and quietly drained the life from the vegetation in the wasteland.

"Inhale one-third of it a day, and if anyone asks, just say you sprayed glyphosate."

He bought fishing gear in town and squatted by the fishpond casting his line.

Three years ago, several thousand fish fry were released, and they should have grown up by now.

Fish won't grow big if no one feeds them?

Fresh water flows down from upstream, carrying plankton, insect eggs, and leaf fragments into the pond.

In addition, the terrain is low-lying, and rainwater from three sides converges here, so there is no shortage of water and plenty of nutrients.

He caught a crucian carp, and examined it closely: "It was three fingers long when I bought it, and after three years it's only eight palm-sized? Wasn't it supposed to grow to two or three pounds?"

After fishing for more than two hours, there were only eight crucian carp in the lake, so thin they were hard to handle.

Grass carp is even worse... No matter how big it is when you put it in, it will still be the same size when you take it out, less than a pound, and the meat is so tough that you can't chew it.

"If the grass carp haven't grown, the silver carp and bighead carp will probably grow about the same."

After killing the fish, salting it, and marinating it, I stopped in town to buy rice, oil, soy sauce, and vinegar.

Back in the village, I washed rice and cooked it. The braised crucian carp sizzled in the pot, filling the house with its aroma.

"I haven't cooked in years, but I haven't lost my skills."

After a satisfying meal, we drove into the city and went shopping, drank tea, and watched movies with Zhou Xuan and the others. Life was very relaxing.

Zhang Rong was peeling an orange when she suddenly asked with a smile, "Brother Quan, Xiao Xuan's parents are pressuring her to get married again. Why don't you marry her?"

"You two aren't planning on getting married?" he asked rhetorically.

"It's fine as it is now," Zhang Rong said.

"I'm prepared to live alone for the rest of my life," Chen Xue replied decisively.

He glanced at Zhang Xuan and saw that she had her eyes downcast, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she didn't say anything.

The marriage in my past life ended quietly, without even a word of explanation.

Some people say, "If women are reliable, pigs will fly"... It sounds harsh, but it sounds familiar.

These days, how often do people fall out over a house, a credit card, or a contract?

A man sold his house and car to save his girlfriend's health, but after she recovered, she married someone else.

Lanfei Excavator School became famous nationwide, but the principal's daughter reported her own mother for embezzlement, and the wife provided evidence that her husband had misappropriated public funds...

Life is full of surprises, and strange things happen every day; it would be strange if it weren't.

Cut down an entire forest for one tree? He couldn't do that.

If I hadn't been reborn, when I was in my early twenties, I might have actually gotten married to the first girl I fell for.

It's not that he's greedy; it's that he's seen too much, and his heart has long been smoothed out.

There are countless girls who have taught him English, Hokkien, and Cantonese; he can't favor any one of them.

Seeing him lower his head and remain silent, Zhao Ying picked up her teacup and gently tapped the back of his hand: "Old Li lost so badly at the card game today that he was slapping his thigh in frustration. Guess what he bet on?"

After having breakfast with them, Lin Quan drove back to the village.

He drained the life force of six acres of wasteland, then cut half a cartload of wild grass and threw it into the fishpond.

The seedlings won't arrive until the day after tomorrow, so we'll just be idling around anyway.

We went to the village chief's house and played mahjong for several hours. The total amount won and lost didn't exceed 300 yuan, and no one kept a record.

I casually took two pieces of cured meat from Old Zhang's bacon rack at the east end of the village, and picked a bunch of chili peppers and a few loofahs from Aunt Wang's vegetable garden at the west end.

On his first day back in the village, everyone he met on the road called out to him, "Lin Quan, come pick some tomatoes!" or "The cucumbers are ripe, pick them yourself!"

In the past, if someone stole a watermelon, they would be scolded at best, and chased and beaten at worst.

Nowadays, every household grows too much, but they can't sell it all. It's better to let it rot in the ground than to let someone else pick it.

The next afternoon, he set a fire.

The wild grass and trees had lost their vitality and were so dry that they could ignite at the slightest touch.

Once the fire started, six acres of land were instantly engulfed in flames, turning a deep red.

In less than twenty minutes, the town's fire truck arrived, confirmed that it was their own land and that the fire had not spread elsewhere, registered the information, and left.

Some so-called experts who can't even distinguish between wheat and leeks have been praising foreign products while suppressing local ones for years, and they specifically target honest farmers.

In some places, villagers who burn stubble are punished with fines or even detention.

Fortunately, Chongqing is more lenient in its management. As long as it's not in the area where farmland has been converted back to forest, burning a field will at most result in a verbal warning.

When a fire breaks out while visiting graves, it is often called a "mountain fire," but it is actually just a few clumps of dry grass and a few wild trees burned.

In mountainous areas with limited arable land, raising fish and shrimp in paddy fields can supplement household income; however, growing vegetables on dry land yields meager profits, sometimes not even enough to recoup the initial investment.

Can you really get rich by growing fruit? You'll need money for seedlings, fertilizer, labor, and care—all of that costs money.

After over a billion people were reborn, grain prices in the Yanhuang Kingdom soared.

Growing rice? The land is not contiguous, machinery cannot get in, it's exhausting work, and you might even lose money.

If you raise crayfish, I'll raise crayfish too... Even if they only sell for ten yuan a pound, it's still better than growing rice.

If farming doesn't make money, who would still stay and tend to the clods of earth?

Why leave it lying around while you go to the city to work? Isn't that a better option?

Working in the factory for a month yields a better reward than a year's harvest.

As grain prices rise, more and more people start farming, and the amount of wasteland decreases.

People come and go in the world, all for the sake of "profit".

If there's no benefit, people will avoid it like the plague; if there's a reward, people will flock to it in no time.

Lin Quan picked up his hoe and turned over the six acres of dry land completely.

The town bought a diesel water pump, equipped it with long water pipes, and brought back several barrels of diesel fuel.

The machine was set up, the oil was filled, the hose was securely connected, and water was pumped from the fishpond to thoroughly irrigate the entire area.

As soon as the water stopped, he packed up his equipment and drove to town again... one welding machine and three tons of stainless steel pipes.

There is plenty of bamboo in the village, but bamboo frames rot away in just two or three years; stainless steel frames, on the other hand, can stand for twenty years.

He didn't graduate from an agricultural university, and he'd barely touched a hoe handle in his life.

But he has life-related superpowers, so he doesn't have to worry about whether the vegetables will survive or the fruits will ripen.

"Raise a few chickens, and then raise a dog."

I bought a few-month-old mixed-breed dog and also brought thirty fluffy chicks.

With a light touch of the fingertip, the power of life is quietly injected... The puppy grows taller in the blink of an eye, and the chick flaps its wings and grows bigger.

"Once they level up two more times, training dogs and chickens will be a breeze."

"Keep them indoors for a few days until they've grown strong enough to be released."

"The chicks will grow up in just a few days. If the villagers see them, they'll definitely ask all sorts of questions."

In the days that followed, Lin Quan turned the soil, planted seedlings, and watered them, adding a bit of life to the fruits and vegetables along the way.

Of the thirty chickens, three were male and twenty-seven were female.

Having absorbed enough energy, he skipped two levels and his spirituality rivaled that of a five- or six-year-old child.

With a little training, the chickens were divided into three teams, taking turns patrolling the fields and pecking at insects.

That country dog ​​evolved to the third stage, with tall shoulders and long legs, its physique approaching that of a wolfhound, and its strength and courage surpassing those of wild beasts.

Life is simple: catching a few fish, feeding the chickens, walking the dog, tending the vegetable patch, watching live streams, exercising... It's down-to-earth, peaceful, and warm inside.

The chicken, having undergone a second evolution, now has stronger wings, allowing it to fly faster and with greater stamina, circling for a long time without landing.

The eggs were fresh, fragrant, and tender. Lin Quan couldn't finish them all, so he didn't sell them but delivered them to every household.

He ate more than twenty eggs a day, and got tired of eating them at every meal. He only kept a few to steam, boil, fry, or stir-fry, and gave the rest to his neighbors.

After his training, even the chickens and dogs learned the rules: they would defecate near the roots of the fruit trees, so the soil would be fertile and not smelly, and the trees would not be disturbed.

He would go into the mountains every few days for two or three hours, taking in the fresh air of the mountains and fields along the way.

Several messages popped up on my phone: "A giant baby in his twenties starved to death."

"Reborn and still taking out online loans? What's wrong with your brain?"

"Didn't Yang Mimi end up with Liu Wei?"

Lin Quan glanced at it, picked up the teacup, took a few sips, and smiled slightly.

Under the nurturing power of life, the growing period of fruits and vegetables is reduced by half.