Because of the shock of this pig, Song Tan was much simpler and rougher when picking vegetable seedlings, and even added loofah and lentils.
In the eyes of the boss, he felt that she was very cheerful and a good customer, so he even suggested: "I think your vegetable garden is not small. It's fine in spring and summer. But when autumn and winter come, will you build a greenhouse?"
Huh? If you want to build a greenhouse, come to me. Our family is very professional at this."
Greenhouse...
Song Tan hasn't thought about it yet.
It’s tiring all year round, so I plan to let my family rest in the winter. However, the resistance to rest probably comes from my grandparents and parents.
After all, they can make money and they will never want to miss it.
After returning home for a while, she had seen through her family's money-grabbing mentality, and now she didn't say anything.
I just asked in advance: "What can I grow in greenhouses in winter to sell?"
"Does that need to be said?" The food boss said with excitement:
"Fruit, then you grow strawberries! At the strawberry base next to our city, a pound of strawberries costs thirty or fifty yuan during the Chinese New Year. Just tell us whether you can make money or not!"
"As for other vegetables, as long as they have green leaves, except cabbage, they can be eaten in winter."
Of course, those who do business have to boast about the good things. For example, they didn’t talk about what to do if they couldn’t sell strawberries or the roads were closed.
But for Song Tan, if there are enough ingredients for a family of 10 or 20 people to eat at each meal, if they can't sell anything, they just pack up the dried vegetables and make sauce.
At most, you won't make any money, and you won't lose any money anyway.
She wrote this down and decided to think about it after autumn and winter were over.
The most urgent task now is to bring Master Zhang, the pig maker.
Master Zhang is fifty-seven this year. In the city, he has just retired at this age, which is when he is full of energy. But in the village, he can already be said to be an old man.
He used to ride his bicycle back and forth in various villages to pick up work. Later, every household stopped raising pigs and he got older, so he lived in the town with his son.
Now I heard that someone was looking for me again, and the old man was quite happy:
"Aren't we not allowed to raise pigs at home? Your family still raises pigs? Isn't it sneaky?"
Song Tan laughed: "No, I have reported it. It is not raised on the roadside, it is in the back mountain, so it will not affect it."
Family farms can apply to raise pigs.
Master Zhang has a small satchel tied around his waist. It's really not big, just about the size of a palm.
Song Tan took a look and asked Master Zhang to see it. Now he patted the bag proudly and said, "The guys who are eating are all in there. They have been with me for more than forty years."
"It's just that I haven't had much life in recent years, and my hands feel raw - what's going on with your pig?"
What can Song Tan say? Our dog stole a puppy back?
Let’s take a look at Spring and Autumn’s writing style: “Originally, all five pigs in our family were chopped, but a little wild boar ran down from the mountain some time ago, and we kept them together, so we decided to chop it to avoid fighting.”
This is true. Wild boars run rampant in the pig pen. Domestic pigs have good tempers and are docile. If it affects their appetite and prevents them from growing meat, it is not suitable.
But Master Zhang still has some regrets: "Your family is so lucky. You can't catch wild boars even if you go to the mountains. Why don't you keep them as breeding pigs?"
Song Tan was helpless.
Why? Because Ulan doesn’t want to buy another sow. _o_m
According to her experience: "I haven't raised pigs for several years. It would be quite risky to raise so many pigs this year. If I raise a sow and let it give birth to piglets, if something goes wrong in my family, I will not lose money in vain."
?"
"In the first year, be conservative."
Moreover, both Wang Lifen and Wu Lan at home think that wild boar meat is not delicious.
Since they had the power, Song Tan decided to give the wild boar a knife.
I've been eating it since I was a kid. If I keep it for another year, the fishy smell will probably not be that strong at the end of the year, and maybe it will taste better!
Oh, the fairy sandalwood has been suffering for a long time!
Master Zhang then nodded: "That's true. The wild boar has a good physique and will have a good temper after castration. Otherwise, it will be difficult to cook it when it grows older."
He was also very happy: "I haven't killed a wild boar in the past few decades."
After thinking for a while, he took out his phone and said, "Can I make a vibrato later?"
Song Tan:......
Just, compare.
She is much more fashionable.
But she also warned: "Be careful not to pass the review because of the blood."
"That's okay," Master Zhang said quite freely, "I can still post it on Moments."
"By the way," Song Tan hadn't asked yet, "How much does it cost to breed a pig here?"
Master Zhang thought for a while: "Originally, it should be twenty, but you are a wild boar, and I am very rare. In addition, when you return home to pick up and deliver the car... let me give you ten yuan."
Song Tan:......
If she hadn't been a cultivator, her hands holding the steering wheel would be shaking right now.
Is it that her wild boar and the car pick-up and delivery are not valuable, or is it that the pig’s important belongings are not valuable?
Master Zhang didn't notice her shock. This price was the market price in the village. After all, there were only two or three people who knew how to make pigs in all the villages. In the past, every household raised pigs. He could earn three to five dollars for one job.
No problem at all.
Of course, this price has not changed for at least ten years - because no one in the village raises pigs now!
He is now a retired old craftsman. If he doesn't have money, he just needs it.
However, it is rare to have a career now, and Master Zhang is also looking forward to it: "In the future, you will have a piglet at home. Just call me when it is born, and I will come to your door to give you a pig!"
That is required!
Song Tan originally didn't want to raise old sows to give birth to piglets, but now the family has mentioned it, and it will be arranged sooner or later next year.
But at that time, the back mountain pig pen had to be reorganized.
Hmm... I wonder if the house designed by Zhao Fangyuan can come with a chicken coop or a pig pen or something like that?
Master Zhang is also satisfied.
But soon, he thought of another thing: "Who are you going to invite to kill the pig?"
Song Tan:......
It’s not like she’s in such a hurry. She’ll have to wait until autumn and winter. Otherwise, the pig won’t grow up and eating meat will be eating Ulan’s money. She can’t do that!
"Master Zhang, can you still kill pigs?"
Master Zhang sighed sadly: "Oh, why not? We used to do it with my brother - he specializes in killing pigs."
"He was strong, so he held the pig down. @ As for me, I had a steady hand, so I was responsible for the knife. In fact, I knew that he saw that my child was in the hospital at that time and that he had spent all the money, so he deliberately took me to his family.
Order some meat."
"It can't be done now. In the past two years, when he was three high school students, he just left without paying attention."
While talking, he rambled: "This person is old, so he has to control himself. He eats a small bowl, no matter how delicious it is, he can't eat too much."
"My brother is a pig-killer. Every household has pig-killing vegetables, and they even give him some water before he leaves. When he was young, his life was very good. Every meal was meat, and he was big and round."
"I'm getting older, but I haven't lost weight yet. No, when my blood pressure goes up..."
Then he wiped his eyes again: "I can see clearly now, and I will never eat more, not even one bite." Latest website:
