"Selling chickens, selling chickens, six yuan each, buy ten and get one free." Zhang Liang had just hung up the phone from Yang Siqian when he heard the sound of selling chickens in front of his house.

"By the way, don't I want to raise chickens?"

Zhang Liang woke up immediately.

It's so hard to hit the pillow when you feel sleepy.

A few days ago, Zhang Feng slaughtered a chicken that was fed with the water in the painting for him to eat. The taste is still unforgettable, so he made plans to raise chickens.

"Hey, brother, wait a minute, how many chickens do you have here?"

Seeing the chicken seller preparing to leave on a tricycle, Zhang Liang stopped him.

"There are two hundred and ten."

The chicken seller stopped and reminded at the same time: "Little brother, when buying chickens at home, ten pairs are enough. If you buy too many, chicken plague will easily occur, and it is not easy to raise."

"You don't have to worry about this, I want them all."

Zhang Liang replied without hesitation.

There is an open space next to it, which can be just enough to free up seedlings such as eggplant seedlings and green pepper seedlings, which can be chopped up by a machine and fed to the chickens.

He believed that these seedlings must also contain the ingredients of the water in his paintings, and after eating these chickens, the effect must be very good.

"Okay, little brother, since you want them all, I'll sell them to you."

When the chicken seller saw that Zhang Liang insisted on asking for it, he said: "Two hundred and ten chickens, a total of one thousand two hundred and sixty yuan, I will give you one thousand two hundred yuan."

"One thousand and three, there's no need to look for it."

Zhang Liang drew 13 red notes and gave it to the chicken seller, and asked at the same time: "Do you have any other chickens or ducks at home? I want to build a large-scale breeding farm. How many are there, I will collect."

"Little brother, the breeding industry has been difficult in the past two years. To be honest, I was engaged in breeding in the first two years, but now it is getting worse and worse. Now I am reduced to selling chickens."

"It all depends on the weather when it comes to raising chickens. If you are unlucky, you may lose all the money you make in a few years. Look at the chicken plague last year. I don't know how many chicken farmers suffered heavy losses."

"I see that you have no experience in this area, so it's better to be more cautious."

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After charging Zhang Liang an extra forty yuan, the chicken farmer talked more and began to give Zhang Liang the most pertinent advice.

"Oh, you used to be a breeder. Are you interested in helping me breed? I will give you this much salary a month."

Zhang Liang's eyes lit up and he raised his middle finger.

He was originally going to ask Xu Hu to find a professional breeder, but he didn't expect that he would meet one before he gave the order.

"No, little brother, how can you hire someone with a thousand yuan? Even if I work outside, I still have three to four thousand yuan a month."

When the chicken farmer saw that Zhang Liang was so generous in buying his own chickens, he thought he would ask for a high salary. In the end, he only offered one thousand, so he was sending a beggar away. It was simply stingy.

"Brother, you misunderstood. I meant ten thousand yuan a month." Zhang Liang corrected.

"Ten thousand a month? My education is low, are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

The chicken farmer's heart beat so hard that he almost suffocated.

He now sells chickens and works hard to earn four to five thousand yuan a month. Now he helps Zhang Liang raise chickens and earns tens of thousands a month without having to bear risks such as the plague.

Is it pie in the sky?

"Brother, why did I lie to you? If you agree, I can advance your salary for one month."

Breeding is a technical job, and the technical salary is 10,000, which is not high.

And he also has the confidence to develop the breeding industry. From now on, this eldest brother will be the person in charge of the breeding industry. He will get 10,000 yuan, which is low.

"Little brother, let's leave your contact information and I'll think about it. I'll get back to you when I think about it."

Even with a salary of 10,000 yuan, the chicken farmer is still very cautious.

He understood that Zhang Liang gave himself a salary of 10,000 because he thought too brightly about the future. If the chickens were not raised well, he might be unemployed in the future and would have to start the business of selling chickens by himself.

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If you start over again, the losses will be huge.

If Zhang Liang's breeding business fails to develop, he will lose more than he gains.

I need to go back and discuss this matter carefully with my wife.

"OK!"

The chicken farmer didn't agree to Zhang Liang's request right away. Not only was Zhang Liang not unhappy, but he actually appreciated it.

This means that this chicken farmer is not a person who only cares about immediate interests. He must consider the gains and losses comprehensively. If he is really responsible for raising chickens for himself in the future, he must be very trustworthy.

"Then I'll give you these chickens first."

After the two agreed, the chicken farmer began to take the chickens out of the tricycle.

"Ouch, it's too hot today. These chickens have suffered from heatstroke and may not survive. Little brother, I'm so sorry. I'll give you the money back."

The chicken farmer's eyes turned red when he saw that the chickens were sick.

This is more than a thousand yuan, and it was lost like this.

"Brother, you have sold these chickens to me. There is no reason to take them back. Then, you push the car to my door."

Zhang Liang ordered with a smile on his face.

"No, these chickens will definitely not survive. How can I make you suffer? No, absolutely not." The chicken farmer shook his head like a rattle.

"Well, let me resuscitate these chickens and you sell them to me. Is that okay?"

Zhang Liang was a little speechless. Are people nowadays so noble? He is willing to spend money to buy a dead chicken, but he is not willing to sell it.

"If you can save them, I'm willing to sell them to you at half price." After hearing Zhang Liang's words, the chicken farmer replied.

Zhang Liang nodded, walked into the room, took a big basin, filled the basin with his own painting water, took the basin out, and put it in the tricycle.

The moment the chickens entered the water, they seemed to sense the vitality in the water, stretched out their beaks and began to peck at the water.

In a short time, the water in the basin was pecked by the chicks. The chicks became very lively at this time, and even jumped around in the tricycle, so happy.

"How can this be?"

The chicken farmer's jaw almost dropped to the ground. He focused his eyes on Zhang Liang and asked, "What kind of water did you give them to drink just now?"

He himself had encountered a chicken boy suffering from heatstroke and almost couldn't save it. However, Zhang Liang's water was effective as soon as he drank it. The water was definitely not ordinary water.

"My water is specially developed for watering vegetables. It is also effective for poultry. This is also the reason why I dare to breed on a large scale. How about it? Are you willing to continue to work with me now?" Zhang Liang looked at it with a faint smile.

Chicken farmer.

If these chickens hadn't been sick, he still wouldn't have been able to prove his confidence in chicken farming to the chicken farmers. Now he's fine.

"Okay, I promise you."
Chapter completed!