Zhou Bingkun looked at Zhao Pan's desire to speak but stopped, and sighed softly.

In these years, farmers have a hard time. And in the expected future, they will not be able to continue.

The country's major policy is to be industrialized.

This route is not wrong, and there is no doubt that this is the only way out for the country to be prosperous and strong.

However, this road is not so easy to walk after all.

Since its founding, the country has been following the path of "agricultural support for industry".

This is destined to be a road to overcome obstacles.

From being poor and empty, to being the largest country in later generations of industrial output value, in addition to the hard work of the workers, it also contains the forbearance and dedication of the farmers.

However, the workers still enjoyed a lot of dividends from the times, while the farmers were not so lucky.

Zhou Bingkun shook his head gently, not continuing to think about what was there or not.

He smiled and patted Zhao Pan on the shoulder, encouraging him, "After all, life will get better and better.

I'll give you the matter of mushrooms. I'll turn back..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Pan raised his hand and stopped him.

Zhao Pan nodded, smiled, and said to Zhou Bingkun: "You are right, life is always much better than before.

As for mushrooms, as He Yi said, I also want to eat them. It is natural to make up for it.

But, mushrooms are not as good as seafood, don’t think I’m doing less.”

Zhou Bingkun originally planned to take this opportunity to help him a little.

However, his words directly blocked Zhou Bingkun's plan before opening his mouth.

Zhou Bingkun hurriedly smiled and waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Not that these should be my own troubles.

I was so shameless that I insisted on you to help.

Even if you put in a little effort, I will make money in vain. How could you think this or that?"

As he said that, he tacitly revealed the matter, took the note he wrote, looked at the words on it, frowned and said:

"But, where should we do pigeon eggs be prepared?

Is anyone raising that thing in these days? Our family has never bought that thing in the past few years."

After hearing Zhou Bingkun’s question, Zhao Pan shook his head helplessly and said, “I don’t know this either. Anyway, there are no ones in our neighborhoods.

I remember when I was a child, someone kept that thing at home. At that time, it could be sold to the city, which was quite affordable.

Now..."

He did not continue talking, but shook his head helplessly and sighed.

After hearing what he said, Zhou Bingkun also guessed the situation here.

After all, if you look at the years and months, you can still plant and breed some economic species in rural areas close to cities.

Compared with poultry such as chickens, ducks, geese, etc., pigeons are really not competitive.

The only advantage may be that it will be used in some high-end dishes, so that it can be sold at high added value.

However, over the years, the situation has changed, and this kind of behavior with "capitalist tendencies" has been banned.

This makes no one willing, or can breed pigeons.

After all, compared to this, eggs are hard currency, and the farming conversion rate is much higher, making them safer to raise.

Of course, Zhou Bingkun knew in his heart that this thing would not be gone at all, but it was more difficult to find than before.

The ones who still breed pigeons now probably all provided tasks to the top, which are specially provided by hotels and some channels.

If you have tasks, you will have margin and space for operation.

Zhou Bingkun thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll figure out a way to do it."

As for ham, it shouldn’t be a difficult task.”

After Zhou Bingkun finished speaking, Cai Chuan waved and said, "I'll help you with these two things.

He Yi’s seafood is indeed not easy to make, and Zhao Pan’s mushrooms should be better than what we have made.

I will leave those things to them. When my old man was cooking the meals for entertainment, he also used pigeon eggs, and it was not difficult to make some.

As for this ham, what you made from outside may not be as good as I found. Leave both of them to me."

After hearing Cai Chuan's words, Zhou Bingkun nodded and agreed: "Sure, this is true. Since your old man has used it, there should be no problem.

What about the back? Are there any materials needed?"

After hearing Zhou Bingkun’s question, Cai Chuan nodded gently and said, “There are two things left, river shrimps and winter bamboo shoots.”

When Zhou Bingkun heard this, he frowned and asked anxiously: "Can these two things be done now?

In this winter, it’s tens of degrees below zero. Where can I go to dig winter bamboo shoots and catch river shrimps? The land and ice surface have been frozen long ago, right?”

After hearing Zhou Bingkun's words, Zhao Pan looked at his anxious look, patted his arm gently, comforted him, and then said:

"Bingkun, don't worry. If you have winter bamboo shoots, I will help you think of a solution. You should be able to get it for you."

After hearing his words, Zhou Bingkun was happy first, and then said with some concern: "In this cold day, the mountains there are already ice and snow, right?

The mountains are covered with heavy snow and the land is frozen. Why don’t you forget it in this case?

I heard that in this cold weather, there might be beasts in the mountains. What kind of wild boars and tigers are so dangerous. Don’t have anything to do, it’s not worth it.”

After hearing Zhou Bingkun's concern, Zhao Pan smiled and shook his shoulders and said, "Don't worry about this."

We rural people have cellars at home. Before winter comes, we usually prepare more food for wintering.

Unfortunately, there are winter bamboo shoots inside.

I usually dig more winter bamboo shoots before heavy snow covers the mountain and store them in the cellar.

First lay a layer of soil, then lay a layer of winter bamboo shoots, and finally cover the winter bamboo shoots with loose soil. In this way, the winter bamboo shoots can live in the soil for several months.

When you are about to eat, just dig it and you will see a fresh winter bamboo shoot.

There are winter bamboo shoots in our house. When I go back, I will pick some good ones for you."

After hearing his words, Zhou Bingkun breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, that's great.

In this way, the trouble was solved. It was your fault, otherwise I wouldn’t know what to do.”

He Yi looked at Zhou Bingkun's happy look and waved at him with a smile, "You don't have to worry about the river shrimp."

Zhou Bingkun was happy when he suddenly heard the good news again. He quickly turned his head and asked with anticipation:
Chapter completed!