Nice as a parable about leverage, but the farmer in me observes that land isn't necessarily cheap, and you have to own some to do this. ("Assume the existence of a can opener," and all that.)
Also, your thirty-six unprotected chicks will probably be eaten by a fox or a coyote (depending on region). Remember, these animals are nocturnal hunters; just because you don't see them doesn't mean they aren't there. (Of course, if you assume you have a guard dog to go with your land, the problem's more or less resolved.)
Still, growing trees with valuable fruits, as a form of low-touch agricultural earnings, isn't the worst idea; I've been fond of arboriculture ever since reading _1491_.
Also, your thirty-six unprotected chicks will probably be eaten by a fox or a coyote (depending on region). Remember, these animals are nocturnal hunters; just because you don't see them doesn't mean they aren't there. (Of course, if you assume you have a guard dog to go with your land, the problem's more or less resolved.)
Still, growing trees with valuable fruits, as a form of low-touch agricultural earnings, isn't the worst idea; I've been fond of arboriculture ever since reading _1491_.