Chapter 123 122. Crayfish, heavy losses
Why can Luo Yihang say that he can increase supply in June?

Because before going to Liu Piaoliang, he went to the Agricultural Technology Station first.

The Agricultural Technology Station in Tianhan City is very dilapidated, a three-story red brick building.

There isn't even a doorman.

Luo Yihang went straight in, asked someone, and found Ma Zhitao in an office in the corner of the second floor.

The door of the office was open. There were four desks inside, but Ma Zhitao was the only one there.

When Luo Yihang came, he was concentrating on the computer, typing away, looking very professional.

"You're so hardworking." Luo Yihang knocked on the door and reminded him.

Then I saw Ma Zhitao, who suddenly woke up and looked up, and his fingers clicked, and it seemed that he pressed the boss button...

This action cannot be concealed from anyone, Luo Yihang has worked and slacked off before.

Pretending not to see it, he walked past.

But he didn't expect that when he just got there, Ma Zhitao touched something and the browser that had been hidden just now appeared, and the web page opened on it, uh.

"It's just for fun." Luo Yihang was a little embarrassed.

Ma Zhitao was relieved to see that it was Luo Yihang, and said solemnly, "This is not entertainment, this is belief."

"Then you have enough faith to be, uh, professional."

"Laugh if you want to. I'm used to it."

"Who has time to laugh at you? I have something to ask you."

"Great!" Ma Zhitao almost jumped for joy, then he braked the car immediately, sat upright, and said slowly and pretentiously: "Comrade Xiao Luo, what's the matter? Let's keep it short. I'm very busy."

"What the hell are you doing? You don't look like him at all," Luo Yihang scolded with a smile. It was obvious that Ma Zhitao learned this from TV dramas. How stupid.

Luo Yihang pulled the mop chair over and sat down. "You're slacking off on the ACG website during work hours, what are you doing? Why are you alone?"

"Don't they look like that?" Ma Zhitao's shoulders slumped, and he took out a bag of plums from the drawer and threw it to Luo Yihang, "They all went to the countryside to provide guidance."

"Why didn't you go?" Luo Yihang tore open a plum, took one and put it in his mouth. It tasted quite good, so he ate another one.

"No one is looking for me." Ma Zhitao said with a sad face.

"That shouldn't be the case. Growing mushrooms is quite profitable." Luo Yihang was puzzled.

You see, he invested more than 2,000 yuan and earned more than 8,000 yuan a day. That’s a lot of money.

"Where can you make money? The farmers are not like you. They don't, as you say, grow melons."

"Hey!" Luo Yihang was not happy to hear this, "Who are you talking about!"

"You, you dare to do it without knowing anything. If you don't blame me, who will?"

“I’ve grown mushrooms.”

"Yes." Ma Zhitao's tone was full of helplessness. "I thought you had to pay tuition. You had to come to me at least a dozen times. I was prepared for you to make a fuss if you lost money, and then let me pay you back. I went to the leader to seek justice, and the leader asked me to apologize to you. I was wronged but still gave in, and the leader counseled me behind my back."

"Wait, wait. That's a lot of information. Let me take it one step at a time." Luo Yihang was a little dizzy. "Why is your inner drama so rich? Even if I lose money, why should I bother you? I can't afford to pay two thousand yuan. By the way, why didn't anyone come to you? I think growing mushrooms is pretty simple."

"Growing mushrooms is just the first step. Mushrooms have a short shelf life and must be sold within 24 to 72 hours, otherwise they will rot. The investment in mushroom bags and equipment is also large, and the manpower requirements are high. You need to understand the planting technology. I have watched many TV dramas about poverty alleviation. The villagers don't understand, the technicians persuade them earnestly, and then support them as models, so as to lead the whole and achieve common prosperity. I originally wanted you to be a model. In the end, it was completely different. The villagers here are very understanding and welcome. After I talked to you, they analyzed the risks and understood them better than I did."

Ma Zhitao had a lot of grievances in his heart, and he finally found a place to vent them.

Luo Yihang wanted to laugh after hearing this, "You idiot, that's just acting in a TV series, which of those screenwriters have ever been to the countryside? Besides, we are not a poor mountain village, we are ranked among the best in the province, and in the middle of the country, who still farms doesn't understand? Haven't you seen that wherever Technician Zhou goes, he is welcomed as the God of Wealth?"

"Yeah, so you're saying that I can't promote mushrooms because growing mushrooms really doesn't make money, right?"

"Oh, right." At this point, Ma Zhitao suddenly remembered something and looked through the drawer to find a table. "Your mushrooms should be in large quantities. I'll find you some mushroom buyers. The purchase price of oyster mushrooms here is between RMB 1.3 and RMB 1.5. There are also some that buy for RMB 3, but they have to be packaged, like in plastic boxes, which you don't have. If you buy at RMB 1.3, you can make a profit this month. Not counting labor costs, you can make RMB 1,100 a month."

Luo Yihang took it, looked at it, and threw it on his desk again, saying with a smile: "My mother is tied up in the mushroom house, and she only makes 1100 yuan a month. No wonder she can't promote it."

"Well, if the scale is bigger, you can make more money."

“The investment is huge, and the risk is also huge.”

"Ah."

Ma Zhitao nodded with a bitter face.

"Forget it. I have my own sales channels, so I don't need to find a dealer. I came to you just to ask how I can expand my production capacity."

"Here's my suggestion." Ma Zhitao pulled a piece of paper and wrote and drew. "You have some experience now. I suggest you copy it as it is now. However, at most you can expand one more room, and you can only plant until early July at most. After that, it will be hot. Without cooling equipment, humidity control and ventilation equipment, the mushrooms will rot in large areas. In addition, large mushroom houses need to be managed by people who have learned special skills."

"Okay, let's go." Luo Yihang was like a scumbag, he got what he wanted and just walked away.

"Hey, are you leaving now?" Ma Zhitao tried to save the situation.

"Why aren't you socially anxious anymore? Why are you so talkative?" Luo Yihang had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

"I'm not autistic. I can speak, okay?" Ma Zhitao felt that he was misunderstood and pouted.

Wow~ so disgusting, I can’t bear to look at it.

Luo Yihang gave him the phone number of Old Man Liu who was selling seedlings, "You are working on mushrooms, which is a high-input, high-yield, and high-risk business. The villagers are rich and courageous, so maybe they are willing to do this."

Whether it succeeds or not, I can only help here.
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Luo Yihang came out of the agricultural technology station and delivered the goods to Liu Piaoliang.

We went to the town and made another batch of racks, and then asked Qiangwa to give us another 260 bags of mushroom bags.

Anyway, Luo Yihang now feels that spiritual energy is omnipotent, invincible on both the production and sales ends, and not troublesome, so why not expand production capacity.

When I got home, I thought about how to free up the room next to the mushroom house.

But that was a guest room with furniture in it, so I had to think about where to put it.

Just as I was thinking about it, the phone rang.

Wei Guopei?
Who is this?

Oh, now I remember. I picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Associate Professor Wei."

Luo Yihang had just said hello when he heard Associate Professor Wei's anxious voice on the other end of the phone, "Come to the shrimp pond quickly, a group of birds are catching your shrimps..." Ah!
Luo Yihang quickly drove onto the stage and rushed to the shrimp pond.

The crayfish that were originally lying under the water all floated to the surface.

Wow, it attracted a large group of birds, flying over the shrimp pond, swooping down from time to time, grabbing a crayfish and running away.

There were even a few wading birds and wild ducks that swam directly on the water and put their heads in the water to feast on the food.

The wading birds I’m referring to are the ones that were in the river before.

Crested ibis, great egrets, and the short-legged Chinese garden penguin.

It tastes so delicious.

All the shrimps are mine!
This was the scene Luo Yihang saw when he got off the car, and he was furious.

He picked up a stone and threw it over.

Boom!
A few wild ducks were frightened and flew away.

One of them was so scared that it flew away, but did not forget to grab a shrimp.

It worked. Luo Yihang picked up another stone and just as he was about to throw it, his arm sank.

Turning his head, he saw Associate Professor Wei hanging on his arm, looking extremely anxious.

"You can't throw it, you can't throw it, it's a crested ibis, if you hurt it you'll go to jail!"

"I threw it to the side just to scare it, not to smash it."

"That won't work either!" The old man was quite determined and held on to Luo Yihang and refused to let go.

Luo Yihang couldn't throw him out either. After throwing the stone, he turned around and stared at Associate Professor Wei, "Then what do you say we should do?"

"I, I..." Associate Professor Wei kept saying "I" for a long time, muttering some incomprehensible words like flash, gas cannon, mimeograph, and relocation. He found that none of them applied. He had no choice but to play dirty and hold his head high, "Anyway, you can't smash it."

"Then can I use firecrackers to scare the birds away?"

"No!" Associate Professor Wei shouted. He didn't expect that the old man could make such a loud noise. He was so stubborn. "You can't scare me. What if I get scared?"

"Then what do you say I should do? It ate my shrimps!" Luo Yihang's voice was also loud. Who was afraid of who?

"Let it eat it, and the government will compensate you!" Associate Professor Wei shouted.

Luo Yihang was so angry that he laughed. When wild animals destroy crops, the government will compensate them according to the market price.

But his shrimps are ordinary shrimps, and their market price is nothing.

Luo Yihang simply ignored the old man and made a video call to Technician Zhou, with the camera pointed at the shrimp pond.

The video was quickly connected, and Technician Zhou was shocked by the opening, and even cursed in Chinese, "Fuck, why are there so many birds!"

"With so many birds coming here suddenly, can you tell me how to drive them away?" Luo Yihang interrupted Technician Zhou's sigh and asked about the business.

"Use firecrackers to blow it up." The method that Technician Zhou said was the same as what Luo Yihang had just thought of.

But as soon as he said that, Associate Professor Wei next to him yelled, "No!"

Even through the phone, Technician Zhou was shocked, "Why not?"

Luo Yihang smiled bitterly and turned the camera away, "There's a crested ibis over there, we can't scare it."

"That's it..."

Technician Zhou is indeed a professional in practical work and he immediately provided other solutions.

Luo Yihang didn't say much, he quickly hung up the phone and called his father Luo Cheng, "Dad, tell my mom to quickly take off the sheets and quilt covers. Anything is fine, the brighter the better. Cut them into small flags and string them together with ropes. Take them to the shrimp pond. You should also quickly come up, there are a lot of birds eating shrimps."

After the crackling, Luo Yihang found a long bamboo pole, the same one he used to poke the mud layer.

According to Technician Zhou's instructions, we used a bamboo pole to hit the water surface to drive the monster away.

This trick really works. After a bang, the birds in the sky stopped flying over here. The birds in the nearby water all flew up, and even the big birds flew up.

But as long as the bamboo pole is moved to another place, the birds that have flown away will return.

Associate Professor Wei felt a little guilty about the times he yelled, so he found a bamboo pole to drive away the wild ducks in the water.

Not long after, Luo Cheng also came up and also started to shoot with a bamboo pole.

But the problem is that the seven-acre pond is divided into three parts, each of which is fifty meters long and more than thirty meters wide. How can three people take care of it?

After being chased here, it flies over there. When people chase it over there, it flies over here again.

Later, Zhang Guiqin came up with a bunch of colorful flags. Luo Yihang thought they looked familiar, as if she had cut several quilt covers.

Hanging the flag by the shrimp pond doesn't seem to be of any use.

You also need to use a bamboo pole.

It had been a whole afternoon. Mr. Luo and Associate Professor Wei were already extremely tired. They didn't care about getting dirty and just sat on the ground to catch their breath for a while, then got up and rushed around.

Only Luo Yihang kept waving the bamboo pole left and right like a perpetual motion machine.

Later, Zhang Guiqin found a stainless steel basin and hit it with a stick. There was some effect, but it was limited.

Flocks of birds were driven away and then came back.

The shrimp ponds suffered heavy losses.

　It's been a long, long, long time since I asked for a ticket.

　　I also invite all the uncles, aunts, uncles, brothers, godfathers and godfathers.

　　If you have any recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, or rewards, please give them to me.

　　Thank you!

　　Thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)