Now that the pig is so thin, she naturally has more leverage.
"Raise it, why don't you raise it?" After whispering to his mother, Jin Bao looked at Luo Youlong again.
At this time, everyone felt that it was absolutely impossible for the Su family to help the production team raise pigs anymore. Unexpectedly, the little girl of the Su family suddenly said: "Uncle Luo, after all, my father used to be an expert at raising pigs. It is still possible to raise pigs."
to two hundred pounds."
She said this once, and everyone looked at her in surprise, thinking they heard wrong.
Luo Youlong was originally worried, but now his pupils shrank violently, and he grasped Su Jianmin's hand tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Comrade Su Jianmin, is what your daughter said true? Are you really confident in raising pigs?"
Fat to two hundred pounds?"
"Ah? Well, I..." Su Jianmin didn't have any confidence at all.
He looked back at his daughter and saw her nodding towards him with curved eyebrows and a brisk smile in her eyes. He could only bite the bullet and say, "Yes, it's still possible."
"Great!" Luo Youlong said excitedly, "Oh, if you can really complete the task of giving birth to pigs, our whole village will be grateful to you!"
The villagers didn't believe it. "They have a large family, but they are just children. How can they raise twenty pigs to two hundred pounds? Even if they cut pig grass every day from morning to night, it would be impossible."
"Of course it's impossible for us alone," Jinbao said. "This matter concerns the whole village and is not the responsibility of our family. So starting from today, every household must send a basket of pigweed to our home. This is not a requirement."
Let’s divide it?”
Some old people couldn't understand Mandarin, so they only understood what Jinbao meant after asking the people next to them.
"My leg is lame and I can't go up the mountain to cut pigweed. What should I do? My grandson is still young. (My leg is lame and I can't go up the mountain to cut pigweed. What should I do? My grandson is still young.)"
asked the old man with a cane.
Luo Youlong translated his words and then introduced: "This old man Huang's son went up the mountain and was beaten to death by a blind bear three years ago. His daughter-in-law ran away, and his wife died of illness. He and his grandson were the only two people left in the family.
Already."
Jin Bao said: "People with poor family conditions don't need to give pig grass. I still hope everyone can realize that pigs can be raised well and it is good for everyone. If we can raise a few first-class pigs, everyone can still make a fortune.
Woolen cloth."
"Oh, this girl is really interesting. She can even raise first-class pigs. I'm afraid it will be difficult for third-class pigs."
"But what she just said makes sense. Pig raising is not the Su family's business, but our whole village's business," everyone said. "It's also very reasonable to give each family a basket of pigweed every day."
ah."
No one had any objections to Jin Bao's request.
Luo Youlong said: "You can make any other requests you have."
Su Xiaosi, who had been silent before, couldn't help but said: "Since this pig is so difficult to raise, our family helps the whole village work hard to raise pigs. If by the end of the year, the pig raising task is completed, can our family be considered as a pig?"
How about some work points?
After all, we are no longer urban residents. We will no longer have food stamps. When our previous food stamps run out, we will no longer be able to buy rice. We can’t live in the northwest wind in the future, right?"
"Of course..." Luo Youlong patted his thigh, "Oh, actually, your work points should be calculated for raising pigs. Don't worry, we won't leave your family out when the food is distributed at the end of the year."
Su Xiaosi finally smiled after hearing the satisfactory answer.
His fifth brother was a little worried and said bluntly: "You don't think that we have robbed you of your money just because our family has a foreign surname and we get work points for raising pigs?"
The villagers changed their previous attitude and said, "If you can really fatten these twenty pigs and complete the task, the money should be yours, and we will never say another word."
The members of the production team drove all the pigs into the Su family's pig pen.
In the evening, all the villagers who were chatting around the pigs left, leaving only the Su family. When Bai Lu approached the pig pen, she subconsciously covered her nose and asked her husband: "Jianmin, are we going to get food for them now?"
How about some pigweed?”
"It's... it's almost dark, where can we cut pigweed?" Su Jianmin looked confused, "Besides, Captain Luo just said that there were blind bears on the mountain, and he even beat people to death, so we'd better go up the mountain as little as possible."
"But we have just promised that we will complete the task of raising pigs..."
"Let's wait until tomorrow," Su Jianmin said, "Didn't Jinbao ask every household to send pigweed to our house?"
When he spoke, he subconsciously looked at his daughter, wanting to hear Jin Bao's opinion.
The little girl didn't say a word, she looked up in the direction of the sun.
"Jin Bao," Su Wennian asked his sister, "do you have any good ideas?"
According to common sense, it is impossible for such a thin pig to grow more than 100 kilograms of meat in three months.
"Third brother, do you know how BJ roast duck is made?" Jinbao's big, spiritual eyes flashed with light.
Su Wennian was stunned for a moment, then guessed: "Remove the hair first? Then wash it off?"
"No, it was before he was killed..."
Everyone's faces were full of curiosity. Su Xiaosi asked anxiously: "Jinbao, please stop being so pretentious and tell us what do you think?"
"In order to make the duck fat and thin clearly, the subcutaneous fat becomes thick, and the skin is roasted to be oily and fragrant. The ducks used in BJ roast duck are crammed to make it fatten quickly in a short period of time."
The family was confused and said, "Jinbao, these ducks are different from pigs. It's easy to stuff a duck. Just grab the duck's neck and stuff something into its mouth. How do you stuff a pig? I've never heard this before when I grow up.
I said you were stuffing pigs.”
The corners of Jinbao's lips rose, "I can let them fill themselves up."
When I spoke, it was completely dark.
After confirming that no one would go up the mountain at this time, Jinbao opened the door of the pigsty.
"Jin Bao, what are you..." Su Jianmin subconsciously wanted to stop the pig because he was afraid that the pig would run away and not be found again.
"Dad, have you forgotten how those wild boars died when you went to Nanping City?"
After listening to Jin Bao's words, her father suddenly thought of the scene of a wild boar being bitten to death by a ferocious tiger. He slowly stopped what he was doing and let his daughter release all the pigs in the pig pen.
"Where are they going?"
"Go to the mountains," Jinbao said, "They will look for what they like to eat like wild boars. Whether it is sweet potato leaves or Houttuynia cordata, as long as they can eat it, they will eat it all."
After explaining to her parents and brothers, she comforted her voice sweetly: "Don't worry, they will run back to the pig pen by themselves before the sun rises tomorrow. There will definitely be no less than one of the twenty.