Chapter 826 826 Hardworking Duck
Chapter 826 826. Diligent Ducks
To be honest, the chickens and ducks at home are very diligent.
When they first started laying eggs, the chickens could lay 40 to 50 eggs a day, while the ducks were a month later and had less than 40 eggs.
For the ducks that have just grown up, this is a remarkable achievement.
Although sometimes they are not obedient and often lay eggs by the pond or in the water, Qiao Qiao has to go to the water every day to look at and touch them.
But now that the chicks have full wings and the ducks are getting fatter, they are more sensible.
It’s not okay to be sensible. King Qiao Qiao will only give them an extra handful of food every night when they lay eggs in the grass nest!
In short, now the chickens have grown up, become more diligent, lay more eggs, and the ducks have grown up.
When they sway their butts to make nests, they can lay 70 to 80 duck eggs a day.
All in all, this diligent attitude has lasted for at least two months.
The price of duck eggs is low when sold separately. My seventh cousin had tried to pickle duck eggs with yellow mud and white wine a long time ago, and finally found that yellow mud was better - not that there is a big difference in taste, but yellow mud takes a long time to pickle, and it takes a long time to store after pickling. It was not convenient to send express in summer, so these things were stored in the cellar.
Now the oldest ones have been stored for two months! I make a batch every now and then and keep adding to it.
If Song Tan was not the main porter, no one except her could go to the cellar to relax, I am afraid the duck eggs would have to be stored for a while...
After all, there are too many delicious foods at home, and when they are pickled every week, an extra part will be left in the kitchen for eating and taking, and it will not be the turn of the cellar for a while.
As for the ones two months ago, of course there are none left.
Either they are sold through live broadcasts, or they are shown off by their family every day. It would be strange if there are any left?
Now that salted duck eggs are on the shelves again, there is no need for Qiao Qiao to notify them through live broadcasts, because those who have eaten them have been envious for a long time.
Zhang Yanping went to deliver the fermented glutinous rice, and Xin Jun was making a connection next to him: "Song Tan, how many are in stock?"
Song Tan thought for a moment: "How many do we have?"
Xin Jun made a brief calculation: "Not counting our own consumption in the past two months, not counting the batch that has not been made yet, the inventory is about 4,300."
Hiss!
Song Tan felt that she was careless.
More than 4,000 duck eggs were piled in the cellar, how did she ignore it? In the future, the inventory must be counted frequently, otherwise, if it is delayed any further, what if the duck eggs go bad directly?
At this moment, she made up her mind not to hoard anymore, and then said to Xin Jun:
"The store will have 200 tomorrow, and the remaining 4,000 will be taken away by Boss Chang tomorrow morning."
"Okay!" While adjusting the data, Xin Jun also instructed: "Chicken eggs are low in cost, so you can sell more. During this period, feed the ducks more good food and let them catch more tightly."
Not only ducks, but also chickens need to be caught tightly. The price of the eggs sold to Mr. Chang is not bad at all. Except that the transportation is a little more troublesome than salted duck eggs, there is no other problem.
"By the way, Mr. Chang also said that eggs should not be stored. Just give them as many as you can every day."
Song Tan hesitated: "Old Zhao also wants it. We also need to eat it ourselves. He also wants dozens of eggs a day?"
There are only a hundred chickens in total, less than 80 hens. When they lay eggs most diligently, they only lay 80 eggs a day. It was only in September, after all, they were still young before.
And after a summer vacation, Old Zhao was particularly active in selling goods in the fall. He sold radish tops, small green vegetables, and the tomatoes, eggplants, peppers, etc. left in the garden. He didn't miss anything!
If the quantity was not small, Mr. Chang would be jealous.
Xin Jun smiled and looked at her: "Mr. Chang said that the quantity doesn't matter. He is afraid that if he doesn't do this, you will give his share to the local area."
He thought that Song Tan was trying to motivate the villagers, and he might have a premonition that the local sales would not have a breakthrough. After the villagers harvest their radishes this winter, Song Tan may intentionally reduce the supply to Lao Zhao next year.
After all, Lao Zhao's main supplier next year will probably be the villagers.
Therefore, even if Lao Zhao's price is not as good as Boss Chang's, they are still careful and serious when supplying this year, without any dissatisfaction.
Song Tan didn't know what he was thinking, but only thought about the ownership of the eggs, and then made a decision:
"Let's do this, leave 20 eggs for Lao Zhao and 40 for Boss Chang every day, and we will eat the remaining 10 to 20."
In their small town, there are still not many people who are willing to spend so much money on food. Many customers will go every three or five days even if they are greedy. 20 eggs for everyone to taste is enough.
From this point of view, we have to raise more chickens and ducks next year!
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On this side, Zhang Yanping has come to the pond with the plastic bag of bait.
Several fishermen who rented a house and fished every day were basking in the sun, enjoying the breeze, and sitting on small stools. If it weren't for the empty buckets that were too eye-catching, people who didn't know would have thought it was some kind of heavenly enjoyment!
"Fishing?" he greeted.
Grass carp brother glanced at him and imitated the tone: "Yeah! You're here!"
Zhang Yanping leaned over to take a look: "Why haven't you caught any fish today, fish brother, have your skills regressed?"
There was no fish in the old Song family pond, isn't that normal?
Grass carp brother was very calm: "What do you know? Fishing is about cultivating the mind, whether there is a harvest or not is not important!"
Zhang Yanping didn't care, but shook the bait in his hand:
"Is that so? I was thinking of making a new bait at home. Who of you would like to try it? Since it is for spiritual cultivation, it is not appropriate to use this kind of plug-in."
"I'll find someone else."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around, and suddenly a heart-wrenching cry came from behind:
"Me! Me! Me, me, me!"
Turning his head again, he saw Brother Loach rushing over from the other end of the pond frantically, stretching his hands forward while running, just like Princess Ziwei who met Erkang affectionately.
Zhang Yanping looked at him, then at the bait in his hand, and couldn't help muttering: "It's not that bad..."
How could it not be that bad? ! He clearly didn't understand Brother Loach's suffering!
Brother Loach has now fallen to the bottom of the fishing world. In 10 days, he wishes he had no fish for 5 days!
There are still 4 days of fishing and they are all loaches. On the last day, you may be lucky enough to catch an eel or a small fish...
What kind of fishing can help you cultivate your mind? He just wants to get a lot! Then he will show off three times at the gate of the community and be a vulgar fisherman!
At this moment, when I heard Zhang Yanping talking about bait and thought of those fairy earthworms, how could I sit still!
When he ran over, he was out of breath, but he still said breathlessly:
"I, I can do it here!"
Okay, the day has begun, let's see how powerful my ultimate hand is! Wait for me for the seventh update!
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