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Chapter 800 The sky can't fall

The next day.

Chang'an City suddenly had five more pork shops.

The five shops selling pork all have Chang'an Pig Farm signs.

Moreover, news soon came that the five newly opened pork shops were selling high-quality pork for only nine cents per catty, which was cheaper than the ten cents per catty sold by the Huxian pig farm.

Therefore, many people who originally planned to buy pork at the store selling pork at the Huxian Pig Farm rushed to the store at the Chang'an Pig Farm to buy pork.

Chang'an Pig Farm is also very grand. On the first day of opening, more than a hundred pigs were prepared and all were sold out, satisfying everyone's demand for meat.

On this first day, the business of the pig farm in Hu County was greatly affected. Only a small amount of ordinary pork was sold, and very few high-quality pork were sold!

That night, Chang Sun Chong and others gathered in Guang'an Building to hold a grand celebration banquet.

At the banquet, Fang Yiai said excitedly: "Everyone, we have earned more than 200 yuan today. This is a day's income. If we continue at this rate, it will only take one or two years to earn back our capital.

The money you make in the future will definitely be more and more!"

Everyone raised their glasses and celebrated.

Changsun Chong said: "Earning more than two hundred guan a day is still too little. I heard that the white pigs in Duhe's Huxian pig farm cost five guan per catty, and one pig can earn more than a thousand guan.

The daily income is very scary...and this high-quality pork only costs nine cents per catty. The money is not coming quickly, so we have to find a way!"

"Brother Changsun, could it be that you already have an idea in mind?"

"That's natural!" Changsun Chong said proudly, "The way is, we will also start selling white pork from tomorrow. We only need to sell twenty white pork every day, and one pig is calculated as one hundred and fifty kilograms.

Earning 750 guan and twenty pigs, the daily income is more than 10,000 guan. It only takes one day to earn back all our previous money!"

Snapped.

Changsun Hong slapped the table and stood up: "Wonderful, why should only Du He earn this money? We should also make money!"

Fang Yiai asked doubtfully: "But, brother Zhangsun, we don't have white pigs! According to your previous method, I have sent people to bribe the people at the Huxian pig farm, but those guys are all tougher than iron.

, can’t be bribed at all, and even the people we sent to find out the information were captured by Huxian Guancheng... And looking at the world, except Du He, no one has a white pig!"

Changsun Hongcong was surprised and said: "Second brother, are you planning to break into the Huxian pig farm and rob it?"

"No!"

Changsun Chong looked confident and said: "I have already considered this matter and arranged for people to study it. Now, I finally have results."

Snap.

Changsun Chong clapped his hands.

I saw an honest-looking middle-aged man walking in.

Changsun Chong ordered: "Introduce to everyone what you have recently developed."

The man hurriedly said: "Dear gentlemen, I have been studying black pigs a lot these days and found that the skin of black pigs is actually white. Although it is not as white as white pigs, you can't tell the difference without looking carefully.

So we see that the skin of black pigs is a little green or black, because the hair piles of black pigs are black. Now, I can pull out all the hair piles of black pigs, making black pigs look similar to white pigs. No.

If you look carefully, you won’t recognize it at all…”

Black pig becomes white pig?

Everyone was shocked.

They all praised Changsun Chong for his intelligence.

Changsun Chong laughed and said: "There are very few white pigs. Few people have seen them. As for those who have eaten white pork, there are even fewer. What we have to do is to look for those fat pigs in the pig farms. These pigs

The meat is most similar to white pigs, then remove all the black hair piles, process it again, and finally sell it. Even if you only sell ten pigs a day, that is more than 7,000 pigs. It only takes a few days.

Now that I can get my money back, what do you think of this deal?"

“Doable!”

"Hahaha!"

Everyone was very proud.



Zhang Jian hurried to the door, only to see Ma Zhou standing calmly under the lantern, gesticulating something.

"Old Ma, is the young master in the courtyard?" Zhang Jian asked angrily.

Ma Zhou nodded: "However, the Duke has given orders. He is busy making long-term plans for our pig raising! Even if the sky falls, you can't look for him, otherwise he will beat him to death!"

"Oh," Zhang Jian said anxiously, "This matter is of great importance. Someone just sent a message from Chang'an. It was found out that the Chang'an pig farm was run by Chang Sun Chong and others. Sikong is still not sure about this matter.

I don’t know whether Fu 8 is involved, but our people have found out that these idiots like Changsun Chong actually found someone to turn black pigs into white pigs and prepare to sell them tomorrow. I’m afraid this matter will be detrimental to us!"

Ma Zhou frowned and said: "Chang Sun Chong did this to make a fortune, which is extremely shameless. But if people know about the black pig turning into a white pig, it will definitely affect our Huxian pig farm. If so, you go in

Report it!"

"Ah...this matter is very important. I would like to ask you, Lao Ma, to talk to the young master."

"Oh, I'm not in good health, you go ahead!"

"I dont go……"

The two of them have been following Du He for a long time and both know Du He's temper.

When Du He was in seclusion, no one was allowed to disturb him, even if it was a big deal, otherwise he would definitely be taught a lesson afterwards.

Both Zhang Jian and Ma Zhou felt shadowy in their hearts.

No one wanted to go in and disturb Du He.

After a while, Ma Zhou suddenly suggested: "For this matter, it is better to go to His Highness the King of Shu. His Highness the King of Shu is the proud disciple of the Duke. If he takes action, there may be a way to save him!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

The two hurriedly left the county government office and headed towards the Guancheng Brigade.



The night is already deep.

Du He's house was brightly lit.

There were countless pieces of paper scattered on the table, the floor, the chairs, and even the bed, as well as many paper balls.

Du He was lying among a pile of manuscript papers, writing furiously.

He is making plans for the future of Huxian pig farm.

The Tang Dynasty was huge and the world was even bigger.

If only Hu County raises pigs in the world, how can it meet people's needs?

How to control the amount of pork?

A series of problems deeply troubled him.

Constantly thinking, constantly improving, each plan was thought up, then overturned, and then started thinking about the next solution...

Some people can calmly say that everything I do is nothing, because I stand on the shoulders of giants.

But Du He couldn't calm down, because what he wanted to do was not even a dwarf, let alone a giant.

He is a giant himself!

Du He didn't sleep the whole night, and didn't even take a sip of water.

Its daybreak.

Du He opened the door and shouted: "Old horse, old horse..."

No one answered.

He called Zhang Jian again, but saw a guard coming in a hurry: "Master, Mr. Ma and the others set off early today for Chang'an. It seems to be about the Chang'an pig farm. Also, His Royal Highness the King of Shu is also following.

went."

"oh."

Du He returned to the house and fell asleep. Ma Zhou was a steady man. As long as Ma Zhou was around, the sky would not fall.



(Third update,) (To be continued)


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