59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chapter 677 Zhoujia Village Football Team

The little boar was soon taken away by the two sons of the old patriarch Zhou. This pig was the hope of Zhoujia Village. They also hoped that the pig would give birth to more pigs from generation to generation so that Zhoujia Village would have endless piglets to raise.

"Remember, if you are sick, come to my uncle's house and tell him."

"Know!"

"Brother Chen, do you also know how to treat wild boars?" Zhou Xiaoya looked at him with admiration.

The other kids were similar. Even Zhou Xiaosong, who was sitting in the motorcycle, was shaking his little butt, making the motorcycle squeak, and he did not forget to eavesdrop.

"Well, there's not much difference between the two." Chen Feng said with a smile. Anyway, well water can cure all diseases. If the pigs in the village are sick, he can just come over and pour a bottle of soda.

"Xiaoya, come and play football. This is the football I bought."

Zhou Dinghai kicked the ball randomly and he definitely didn't know anything about dribbling or controlling the ball. It was just because he saw Chen Li, Li Jie and other kids playing football in the Chen family yard in the past few days and he was envious!

To be honest, his purchase of this ball was an impulse purchase.

With so much money, it would be better to save it to buy popsicles and soda.

I took a look at the pigs in the pigsty behind Zhou's house. They had grown a lot bigger over the past few months.

However, it is far inferior to pig farms in later generations. After all, the feed they eat does not contain too much protein and fat, so they do not grow meat very quickly.

"Brother Chen, by the way, the People's Liberation Army came to us a few days ago, and they asked us if we would sell pork in the future." Zhou Xiaoya did not go to play football, but a few children who were circling around the motorcycle, after satisfying their wish to ride a motorcycle, ran to play football.

This area is at the end of the village, located in the transition zone between the village and the woods on the hillside. There are not many trees, and the bushes have been cut down and burned as firewood. It is a piece of grass, suitable for playing football.

"No, how many pigs does your village raise? Can it attract military logistics?" Chen Feng asked doubtfully.

Tianjin, as the throat of the city, has been an important military location since ancient times. During the Song Dynasty, it became a checkpoint guarding the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, a heroic troop was stationed here.

Starting this year, military pressure in the north has skyrocketed. A large number of elite troops from the south have moved north, and the number of troops stationed here has also increased significantly.

"There are twenty-six pigs in our village, and there are also many in the neighboring villages. However, only my grandfather knows the exact number." Zhou Xiaoya has obviously counted the pigs of each family carefully.

However, Chen Feng was thinking about the garrison coming to buy pork.

“Has anyone come here before and ask about pork?”

Zhou Xiaoya shook her head and said, "No, I haven't seen it. My grandfather said that the commune also sold pork to the People's Liberation Army before, but it wasn't the ones wearing white clothes, but the ones wearing green clothes."

"Wait, white clothes?"

"Yes, the white military uniform looks so good!"

Chen Feng was stunned. He had been reading the newspaper these days, but he did not see any news about the navy stationed in Tianjin.

The Bohai Navy in the north is usually stationed in Qingdao and Lushun, forming two naval protection networks. How come there are also navy stations in Tianjin Port?

If it was the navy, it's no wonder that they would send people everywhere to inquire about buying pork.

The navies all over the world have better welfare benefits than the army. The navy is inherently a technical branch of the military, and is different from privates!

For example, there was a saying among the Japanese during World War II: "The army is so poor that they eat grass, and the navy dumps the leftover food into the sea."

Because the food was poor and meat was rarely seen, these damn Japanese army liked to steal chickens, ducks, pigs, sheep, etc. when they invaded. They were extremely greedy.

The situation of the domestic navy is not as serious, but the demand for meat is definitely greater than that of the army.

“Then we can raise more pigs.”

"Yes, that's what my grandfather said." Zhou Xiaoya, like many children, had a pure yearning for the People's Liberation Army. She said, "With the People's Liberation Army buying it, those people in the commune will definitely not dare to say anything more."

"That's true." Chen Feng nodded with a smile.

The world is big, but nothing is bigger than military supplies!

"There's not much seaweed left. If we want to cut it, we need to run farther." Zhou Xiaoya was a little distressed.

In the past, there was seaweed everywhere on the beach, but now the nearby villages have learned that Zhoujia Village’s pigs were not confiscated by the commune, so they have all started raising piglets. Even if the seaweed grows fast, it will take ten days or half a month for it to recover if everyone keeps harvesting it.

Chen Feng said: "It doesn't have to be seaweed. Waterweed in ditches can also be used to feed pigs."

Pigs are mixed animals. In the Western underworld, one of the important purposes of gangsters running pig farms is to let pigs digest human flesh, which shows how wide the pig's diet is.

Pigs can also eat fish, and because marine fish has fewer bones and is high in protein, it is very suitable for pigs (freshwater fish is not suitable because the bones are difficult to remove).

Of course, normal fishermen would definitely not do this because the cost is too high.

"If they don't have enough food, you can tie them up with ropes and pull them out to let them eat weeds, grass roots, etc."

Zhou Xiaoya took note of it carefully.

There was a whistling sound of wind, Chen Feng turned his head and saw a football flying towards him.

He straightened his chest, leaned his upper body back slightly, controlled the football under his feet, kicked it with his foot, and kicked the football accurately towards Zhou Dinghai.

"Amazing!"

A few kids came running over to chase the football, wondering what was going on.

They just kicked the ball blindly and didn't even know the most basic footwork.

Zhou Dinghai even kicked the football with his toes and didn't feel any pain in his feet.

"Cousin, please teach us how to play football."

"I don't really understand it either. You guys should figure it out on your own and play well. If you play well and become an athlete in the future, you might be able to represent the national team and compete against the foreigners."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Sijiu City holds a football match every year to select the best football team."

"If they can beat the foreigners, their lives will be worth it."

Seeing the confused look on the faces of these kids, Chen Feng changed his words: "If you play well and win the game, you can not only eat meat, but also get several dozen yuan in rewards."

"Wow!"

The group of children suddenly became extremely enthusiastic!

"Brother Chen, what does it mean to be a good kicker?"

"Do you think I can get some money?"

Chen Feng helped them divide into two teams, with Zhou Dinghai as captain and Zhou Fubo as captain. He explained some simple rules and asked them to build four piles of stones as goals, and then began their "football dream".

The two cousins’ buttock injuries had not healed yet, but the dream of winning money overwhelmed the pain.

A small football team started here.