This time, there was still more green grass.
Jia Geng hoped to trap the rabbit quickly and efficiently.
He realized that after a night of watering the grass with the well water, the parts that had been cut off had slowly grown back.
It was like a leek that had been cut and had grown back.
Since it could grow out, he would put in more.
Jia Geng looked at the well water and couldn't help but exclaim how magical it was. However, there wasn't much water in the well.
It was only about half a meter deep, and it was estimated that there was only one cubic meter of water.
Although it was a small amount, Jia Geng knew that after using the water, it would slowly recover to its original amount.
Of course, what surprised him even more was that the wheat was about to ripen.
It seemed that in this space, after being watered by the magical well water, it would only take less than half a day for it to mature and be harvested.
After sighing, he continued copying his novel. Since he was copying, his speed was even faster.
He believed that he would be able to finish copying the second draft in another ten minutes.
However, he soon discovered the rabbit that had come to die.
Jia Geng, who had easily harvested a rabbit, seemed much calmer. After all, he had harvested so many rabbits, and his excitement threshold had increased.
Then, he placed the covers and continued to wait for the rabbit to come and copy the novel.
……
There were still many rabbits in this area, and none of them could resist the temptation of the green grass.
An hour later, Jia Geng had caught more than ten rabbits.
There were so many that Jia Geng didn't even bother to count.
One trap, one catch.
With five times more green grass, the efficiency was naturally much higher than before.
At the same time, he finished copying the second draft and was halfway through copying the third.
His thoughts were smooth, and he copied faster and faster.
With a thought, his consciousness entered the space.
At this moment, the thatched cottage was practically a rabbit breeding base.
At this moment, there were about 30 rabbits, all huddled together.
Jia Geng was also counting happily in his heart. With so many rabbits, he could totally sell them for 400 yuan!
Small rabbits could be raised with the homemade feed and sold.
"Oh, right, feed!"
Jia Geng suddenly remembered that the wheat seemed to be ripe.
His consciousness came to the field where he was planting.
As expected, the full wheat grains hung low, looking like they were waiting to be slaughtered.
With just a thought, the wheat grains were separated, shelled, and ground into powder.
The wheat straw, wheat bran, and green grass were made into rabbit feed and then fed to more than 30 rabbits.
The rabbits immediately moved and started eating. The feed mixed with green grass was extremely delicious to them.
Then, he placed the excrement produced by the rabbits on the wheat field to increase the fertility.
After sprinkling the wheat grains and watering them with the magical well water, he began a new round of planting.
Whoosh!
Jia Geng counted the white flour that had been ground. It was about 50 catties, about the same as in the morning.
This was a rich and powerful fan, a high-level fan.
It was a bountiful harvest!
Jia Geng didn't try to trap the rabbits again. Instead, he dug a few more rabbit nests and put some green grass in them.
He was prepared to come back tomorrow. If he was lucky, he could catch more rabbits.
At the same time, he thought of a bigger black market!
It was a little far from Chaoyang Market.
However, in order to avoid meeting those two bad guys, it was better to sell there. It was safer.
It was now past three in the afternoon, and the sky was dark at six.
There were about two hours to sell rich and powerful fans and rabbits, and to mail novels to monthly novels or literary newspapers.
Also, I'll give Mom a surprise. A sewing machine!
……
He came to the black market of Chaoyang Market. He had come here with his mother to buy meat before and had seen his mother exchange meat tickets for food tickets.
Therefore, Jia Geng knew the general location.
This black market was much bigger than the small black market in the Siheyuan.
People came and went. Some people spent money to buy meat and oil tickets and went straight to the market to buy meat and oil.
Or, they could exchange for food stamps and go to the grain store next door to sell their food.
Jia Geng didn't continue to copy the novel with his consciousness. Instead, he asked about the market price.
He had already copied two copies of the novel, and with the original manuscript, he had three copies.
Later, he would go and inquire about the specific newspapers and monthly magazines that accepted novels, as well as the address.
……
Half an hour later.
Seeing other people's transactions and the market prices he had inquired about, Jia Geng probably had a general understanding.
Just like the small black market, the price did not fluctuate much.
For example, rabbits were a lot more expensive here.
Pork tickets were 15 cents cheaper, 5.85 per catty!
Food tickets were not bad either. If they bargained, they could even bargain a few cents less.
Jia Geng, who knew what was going on, was about to set up his stall.
His eyes lit up when he saw a green cylindrical mailbox.
You can send a letter to the post office or directly put it in the mailbox.
He had asked around at a newsstand earlier and found out about a few newspapers and monthly magazines that accepted novels.
Literature News, People's Literature Magazine, and Beijing Literature.
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