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Chapter two hundred and fifty ninth; slingshot

The exclamation and the thud of the tractor constitute the main theme of the farm.

The wheat is planted little by little.

The radishes were pulled away by tourists one by one.

Wolfberry and lotus root have become essential things for tourists to leave.

Just as Wang Zhen said.

Without the ticket money, tourists are more generous.

Radish, buy, buy, buy a bag.

Lotus root, buy, buy, buy a bag.

Wolfberry, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy a few pounds.

During the picking, digging lotus roots, and pulling radishes, the first group of tourists had a pleasant day.

The next day, the second batch of tourists also arrived.

It is also digging lotus roots, picking wolfberry, and pulling radish.

After one round, the day ended again.

The farms harvest money, while tourists harvest happiness and vegetables.

This busyness lasted for a week.

The wheat was planted, the radish was sold, the lotus root was dug, and the wolfberry was picked by tourists, and the farm returned to its original deserted situation.

Wang Zhen was no longer surprised by this and began to lead his family to grow rapeseed.

This time, the speed is slower.

Because there are many places where rapeseed plants are planted, machines cannot get through, so they can only be manually removed.

Therefore, hundreds of acres of peach blossom forest were planted for a full week.

At this time, it was already mid-November and the weather was getting colder.

Under the biting cold wind, all kinds of trees on the farm began to fall leaves, making preparations for the winter, let alone tourists, almost a few more.

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"Brother, the tourists suddenly disappeared. I'm not used to it. Think about whether there is any way to attract them again?"

"Yes, son, everyone is idle now, and this is not a matter of doing it. I need to find a way to make everyone have something to do!"

"Wang Zhen, I'll leave the things I've found to you, we can just do it."

It's night.

After dinner, as Wang Liang took the lead in asking, the Wang family looked at Wang Zhen with expectations.

This year, under the leadership of Wang Zhen, the farm opened up a way to make money by receiving tourists.

At the beginning, everyone was a little uncomfortable.

However, with a lot of money gained and a playful job, the Wang family and many of Wang Zhen’s friends have quickly adapted.

Therefore, there are suddenly no tourists, and they are not used to it. They want to see if Wang Zhen can recruit tourists back.

"How? Then what's the solution? You all respect me."

"You don't think about the current situation of the farm, it's desolate."

"In this case, even if the tourists are attracted, what should we treat them?"

Looking at the expected family, Wang Zhen spread his hands helplessly and said.

He also wants tourists to come.

But now the situation is that the entire farm is desolate.

A few things that the farm attracts tourists, treasure hunting cannot be carried out due to the cold water.

Appreciate peach blossoms and pick peaches, because they are not the season and cannot be used.

When having a picnic, because there are no wild vegetables and the weather is cold, I can only give up.

Today's farms can be said that apart from fishing, there is almost no capital that can attract tourists.

Therefore, facing the expected gaze of his family, Wang Zhen could only disappoint them.

"Yes, the farm is empty, if it were me, I wouldn't come."

"Yes, the weather is cold and the ground is desolate. I guess even if it is free, those tourists will not come."

Hearing Wang Zhen say this, the Wang family was stunned for a moment and understood Wang Zhen’s statement a little.

"If you don't come, don't come. You just take a break and pickle all the radish leaves that tourists don't want into sauerkraut."

"By the way, son, there are many small bunches of wheat (sparrows) and turtledoves in the fields recently. Do you need to find a way to deal with this? Otherwise, the wheat will probably grow sparsely by then."

Speaking of this, Wang Ma remembered the scene she saw yesterday and quickly brought it up.

As winter begins, this period of time is when birds are rampant.

Because most of the food in the field has been harvested, insects have also been hiding as the weather is cold.

Therefore, birds without food sources all aim to focus on the grain seeds they just planted.

"Little String and Turtle Dove?"

“How many?”

Hearing Wang Ma's words, Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked Wang Ma in surprise.

He had just come up with an idea that could attract tourists.

The premise is that there are enough small strings and turtledoves.

"There are many, everywhere, and there are probably thousands of them. You can see them foraging in groups in the fields every day."

Seeing Wang Zhen ask this, Wang Ma said with some concern.

There weren't so many of these things before.

Because the children in the village usually like the most is to dig bird nests in the village, they invisibly control their number.

But this year is different.

Because the farm requires a random worker and sometimes it is not limited to age, those children naturally have no time to harm the birds in order to help their families make money.

Therefore, the number of birds has increased exponentially.

"Hehe, more, that's fine."

"Come on, I came up with a good idea, which may attract some tourists and everyone will put together."

Wang Zhen was immediately happy when he heard a positive answer from his mother's mouth.

Autumn is a season of depression.

According to common sense, this season is the least fun.

After all, there is nothing, and even if you want to play, there is nothing you can do.

However, there are exceptions in everything.

In order to pass the time, rural children thought of a seasonal entertainment program, which is to slingshot bird shooting.

So, when autumn comes, people holding slingshots can be seen almost everywhere in the village.

There are adults and children.

The birds you hit will usually be taken back and eaten.

Therefore, when Wang Ma heard that there were a large number of birds on the farm eating wheat seeds, Wang Zhen immediately became aware and prepared to hold a slingshot bird shooting competition.

You know, autumn is not just about leisure in the countryside.

Most of the people in the city have nothing to do.

In addition, there are all high-rise buildings in the city, so there are no birds at all.

He believed that this Haotou would definitely attract many tourists.

At that time, he only needs to provide the competition venue and rewards to solve the problem of birds on the farm, and also attract some tourists to come and consume.

I'm afraid I don't have tickets.

Tourists must have a meal when they come.

The birds you beat will definitely be asked to be made by the restaurant.

By the way, it can also drive the sales of local specialties on the farm.

Although it is not as good as the money you earn in spring and summer, it is better than being idle.

Moreover, it's not just a slingshot competition.

Even a fishing competition can be held together.

In this way, it can also attract some fishing tourists.

The farm only needs to provide some rewards.

At that time, there will definitely be no shortage of tourists coming to visit.
Chapter completed!
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