287. Chapter 287 The Donkey of the Production Team

Author: Mahjong Jun

Chapter 287 The Donkey of the Production Team

Pingyang County, nursing home community.

The donkeys in Shanqian Village are unsaleable. This is no joke.

After years of development, the Hongshan Animal Husbandry Factory in Shanqian Village has become quite large in the breeding of rabbits, cattle and donkeys.

Thanks to the increasingly prosperous game industry in Pingyang County, Hongshan Factory's free-range rabbits have been selling well; the large cattle that can cultivate the land have never been worried about sales, and they have been sold out in surrounding villages.

Only the donkey was a little embarrassed.

The donkeys in Shanqian Village are very considerate, eat a lot, grow fast, are smooth and smooth, and can give birth to a lot of babies every year. The scale of the donkey farm has expanded again and again, and now there are more than 200 donkeys.

However, sales encountered moderate difficulties.

There are very few people who need donkey carts. Although it is said that dragon meat in the sky is better than donkey meat on the ground, there are very few people who can afford donkey meat in this era, and the sales of donkeys have always been tepid.

Zhao Xuelei often pulls a donkey-like face and leads a donkey cart to help the villagers transport crayfish.

During the Chinese New Year, this old boy went to the city to find Zhao Wenmu. He obviously had a bicycle and could also take a ride on the truck that delivered crayfish.

The results of it?

He happened to be leading a donkey.

Looking at his second uncle with a donkey face, Zhao Wenmu touched his little girl's little head and said very loudly:

"My dear, would you like me to teach you some children's songs?"

"Okay! Okay!"

The little guy clapped his hands and cheered.

"I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day I rode it to the market on a whim. I had a little leather whip in my hand. I was so proud that for some reason I fell all over the mud."

The little guy is very talented in this area. After hearing his father sing it once, he immediately learned to sing in a decent manner.

Standing aside, Zhao Jing recalled the saddest thing in her life and tried hard not to laugh.

Zhao Xuelei slapped Zhao Wenmu on the back.

Little Nannan’s clear and soft childish voice echoed around the two of them:

"I have a little donkey, but I never ride it."

Zhao Xuelei:

Naturally, the little donkey was not given to Zhao Wenmu. Old Zhao brought the donkey here just to remind Xiao Zhao that it was he who suggested raising donkeys and he must be responsible!

Xiao Zhao didn't think anything was wrong. The donkeys were only sold so-so, and they weren't really unsalable.

The good days are coming soon, just be patient and they will pass.

After all, the day is not far away when everyone can afford donkey meat.

Zhao Wenmu couldn't help but salivate at the thought of donkey meat being burned.

In the end, Lao Zhao didn't get the answer he wanted. Zhao Wenmu just gave a few words of comfort, and he had to keep raising the donkey.

Now, Zhang Zhenpeng proposes to produce donkey-hide gelatin.

For Lao Zhao, it was really a matter of someone giving him a pillow when he felt sleepy.

Early the next morning, the two men appeared at the donkey farm in Shanqian Village.

Zhao Wenmu also brought his little girl with him. The little one usually lives in the city and is particularly interested in things in the countryside.

As a farmer's child, Zhao Wenmu would never allow her to become someone who could even distinguish leeks from wheat.

If anyone can't tell the difference, he should give her a meal of dumplings stuffed with wheat sprouts!

"Oh, I want to ride a big bull!"

Leaving the child in the hands of Zhao Wenqiu who had nothing to do, Zhao Wenmu discussed with Zhang Zhenpeng and Zhao Xuelei the cooperation in the production of donkey-hide gelatin.

Zhao Wenmu felt that there was not much profit in producing donkey-hide gelatin at this time.

The market space is not large enough, and customer spending power is very limited.

Zhao Wenmu thought about stopping Zhang Zhenpeng, but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up.

As the saying goes, you can't reach a thousand miles without taking small steps.

It is also said that the wind rises at the end of Qingping, and the waves form between gentle waves.

Donkey-hide gelatin, a big player in health care products, has gradually grown up from a very young age.

Start doing it now, accumulate experience and technology bit by bit, and expand the market space bit by bit. Only in this way, when the wave comes, will you have the opportunity to be the trend-setter of the times.

Opportunities always favor those who are prepared!

In this case, let the future factory start preparing today.

The old fox Zhao Xuelei and the square-faced and naive Tibetan fox Zhang Zhenpeng were still haggling over the price. The two of them were red-faced and those who didn't know thought they had some deep grudge.

Zhao Wenmu ignored them and went to the rabbit farm on his own and selected two big and fat gray rabbits.

Last night, my wife complained that she wanted to eat diced rabbit meat. This was Zhao Wenmu’s mission during this trip.

"Captain Zhang is busy with work, so I won't let you eat!"

Zhao Xuelei and Zhang Zhenpeng finally negotiated preliminary terms of cooperation, and then the cadres of the two villages still need to vote. It is not yet ten o'clock in the morning, and it is not time to have lunch.

"Haha, Deputy Secretary Zhao is the one who takes care of everything, so I won't bother you!"

Zhang Zhenpeng retorted, and after saying hello to Zhao Wenmu, he patted his butt and left.

Before he walked out of the breeding farm, Zhao Xuelei couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, uncle, how much did you earn this time?"

"Haha, talking about money hurts our feelings! After all, I have been friends with that boy's father for decades!"

Zhao Wenmu: I understand, I have to pay more.

In fact, the cooperation the two discussed was not that big, it was just a supply agreement for 20 donkeys a year.

The donkey meat is sold to Shandong Toucun Nanfang Food Factory, which will install a new braised meat cooked food production line.

Donkey skins are sold to the Future Factory to make donkey skin jelly.

Dr. Tang had already handed over the donkey hide gelatin formula and production process to Zhang Zhenpeng. Naturally, this thing is not as simple as "donkey skin jelly".

Dr. Tang followed the ancient prescription, and after a series of experiments and improvements, he finally came up with a prescription that was effective, cost-effective and simple to prepare.

There are 18 flavors of various Chinese medicinal materials in it.

At least the gimmick is solid!

It seems that Zhang Zhenpeng accidentally grasped the essence of the health care product industry: take a few bites when you are sick or not, and watch the advertisements without looking at the efficacy.

On the way back to the city, the little girl was holding two fat rabbits in her arms, and she was planning to go home and pull grass for them to eat.

After arriving home, the little guy took a small flower shovel and went out. Because Zhao Wenqiu was following him, Zhao Wenmu didn't take it seriously.

He went to work on the rabbit.

Not long after, the little guy came back with a handful of big bitter herbs in his hand.

Little girl Zhao Wenqiu followed behind her little girl with a wicked smile on her face.

"Papa, where is Bunny?"

Zhao Wenmu had just marinated the rabbit meat and washed his hands and came out of the kitchen when he saw the little guy raising his head and asking himself with big watery eyes.

"Well, the rabbit slipped out. How about we go to grandpa's house to catch two another day?"

Zhao Wenmu hid his hands behind his back and secretly wiped them on his apron.

The little guy didn't doubt that he was there, so he opened his short legs and ran outside.

After all, it is the nature of children, so she searched for a while but found no trace of the rabbit. After a few minutes of feeling sad, she forgot about the matter.

I don’t know where I left the bitter herbs in my hand.

Little did they know, little girl Zhao Wenqiu was holding back her misfortune!

When the night school was over, Zhao Wenmu picked up Zhao Jing and Rong Xinyi came back. When the family was happily eating fried rabbit, Zhao Wenqiu suddenly squinted his eyes and said:

"Ah, the big gray rabbit is so delicious!"

Hearing what my sister-in-law said, the little guy was stunned.

The chopsticks in her hand still held a piece of diced meat, and she remained motionless in this posture, and the smile gradually disappeared from her face.

"Wow~"

A howl erupted among everyone.

"Rabbits are so cute, how can they eat rabbits?"
Chapter completed!