Song Tan Jishi

Because of the shock of this pig, Song Tan's selection of vegetable seedlings was much simpler and rougher, and he added all kinds of loofah and lentils.

In the eyes of the boss, she felt that she was very straightforward and a good customer, so he suggested earnestly: "I think your vegetable garden is not small. This spring and summer are fine. When autumn and winter come, do you want to build a greenhouse?" Huh? If you want to build a greenhouse, you can ask me, our family is very professional in doing this."

Greenhouse...

Song Tan hasn't made up his mind yet.

I am very tired all year round, and I plan to let my family rest in winter. However, the resistance to rest probably comes from grandparents and parents.

After all, they can make money, and they will never want to miss it.

After returning home for a while, she has already seen through the mentality of her family's grabbing money, so she didn't say anything at the moment.

I just inquired in advance: "What can be sold in the greenhouse in winter?"

"That's needless to say?" The vegetable boss beamed:

"Fruit, then you grow strawberries! In our strawberry base next to the urban area, a catty of strawberries costs 30 to 50 yuan during Chinese New Year, so you can make money or not!"

"As for other vegetables, all green leaves, except cabbage, can be used in other winters."

Of course, those who do business have to boast about the benefits. For example, they didn't say what to do if the strawberries couldn't be sold or the roads were blocked.

But for Song Tan, every meal in the family has ingredients for ten or twenty people, and if they can't be sold, they can clean up the vegetables and make the sauce.

At best, you don’t make money, and you can’t lose money anyway.

She wrote it down and decided to think about it after Qiu Dong was done.

The most urgent thing at the moment is to bring Master Zhang, the pig smith.

Master Zhang is fifty-seven this year. He has just retired at this age in the city, and he is full of energy, but he can already be called an old man in the village.

He used to ride a bicycle back and forth in various villages to pick up jobs, but later every household stopped raising pigs, and as he grew older, he followed his son to live in the town.

Now that he heard that someone was looking for him again, the old man was quite happy:

"Isn't it forbidden to raise pigs at home? Does your family still raise pigs? Is it sneaky?"

Song Tan laughed: "No, I reported it. I didn't keep it on the side of the road, but in the back mountain, so it doesn't matter."

Family farms can apply to raise pigs.

Master Zhang has a small satchel tied around his waist, it's really not big, it's about the size of a palm.

Song Tan glanced at it twice, asked Master Zhang to see it, and now he patted the bag proudly: "All the guys who eat are in it, and they have been with me for more than forty years."

"It's just that I haven't had much work in recent years, and I feel like my hands are born-what's the situation with your pig?"

What can Song Tan say? Our dog stole a cub and came back?

In terms of Spring and Autumn strokes: "In the past, all five pigs in our family were castrated, but some time ago, a young wild boar ran down from the mountain and was raised together, so we said that it was castrated to save us from fighting."

This is true, the wild boars are rampant in the pigsty, and the domestic pigs are good-tempered and docile, so if it affects their appetite and does not grow meat, it is not suitable.

But Master Zhang still has some pity: "Your family is really lucky, wild boars, you can't even catch them in the mountains, why don't you keep them as breeding pigs?"

Song Tan was helpless.

why? Because Ulan didn't want to buy another sow.

According to her experience: "I haven't raised pigs for several years. Raising so many pigs this year is quite risky. If I raise a sow and let it give birth to piglets, if something goes wrong in my family, it will not be a waste of money. ?"

"For the first year, be conservative."

Moreover, both Wang Lifen and Ulan felt that wild pork was not delicious.

They were in power, so Song Tan decided to give this wild boar a knife.

I have been baited since I was a child, and I will raise it for another year. At the end of the year, the fishy smell will not be so strong, and it may taste better!

Ah, it's been a long time since the fairy sandalwood bitter meat!

Only then did Master Zhang nod his head: "That's true. Wild boars have a good physique, and they have a good temper after eunuchs. Otherwise, they won't be easy to do when they grow up."

He was also very happy: "I haven't slaughtered a wild boar in the past few decades."

After thinking about it, he took out his phone again: "Can I make a vibrato later?"

Song Tan: ...

Just, much more fashionable than her.

But she also reminded: "Be careful not to pass the review because of the blood."

"That's okay." Master Zhang said very freely, "I can still post to Moments."

"By the way," Song Tan hadn't asked yet, "How much money do we spend here?"

Master Zhang thought for a while: "Originally, it should be 20 yuan, but you are a wild boar, and I am quite rare. In addition, you return the car at home to pick up the car... let me give you 10 yuan."

Song Tan: ...

If she hadn't been for Xiuxian, her hand holding the steering wheel would have been shaking right now.

Is it because her wild boar and the car are worthless, or are the important items of the pig worthless?

Master Zhang didn't notice her shock, and the price was the market price in the village. After all, there are only two or three people who know how to weed pigs in ten miles and eight villages. In the past, every household raised pigs. He could earn three to five thousand for one job.

Of course, this price has not changed for at least ten years - because there is no one in the village, and no pigs are raised now!

He is now a retired old craftsman. If he has money or not, he will do as long as he has it.

However, it is rare to have a career now, and Master Zhang is also looking forward to it: "In the future, your family will have a piglet, and you will call me when you are born, and I will come to your door to give you money!"

That is required!

Song Tan didn't want to support sows and give birth to piglets at first, but now the family has mentioned it, and it will be arranged sooner or later next year.

But at that time, Houshan pigpen had to be rearranged.

Hmm... I don't know if Zhao Fangyuan designed the house, can it include a chicken coop or a pigsty?

Master Zhang is also satisfied.

But soon, he remembered another thing: "Who are you going to ask to kill the pig?"

Song Tan: ...

There's no reason to be in such a hurry, you have to wait until autumn and winter, otherwise the pigs won't grow up, and eating meat is eating Ulan's money, she can't do it!

"Master Zhang, do you know how to kill pigs?"

Master Zhang sighed sadly: "Oh, why not, I used to be with my brother - he specializes in butchering pigs."

"He was strong, so he pressed the pig. As for me, my hand was steady, so I was in charge of the knife. In fact, I knew that he saw my child was in the hospital at the time, and the money was spent, so he deliberately took me to give some money to the family. Meat to eat."

"It's not good now. In the past two years and three highs, he didn't pay attention, so he left."

While talking, he babbled: "This person is getting old, so he has to control it, eat a small bowl, no matter how delicious it is, you can't eat too much."

"My brother is, butcher. Every household has butcher dishes, and they can send them to the water before leaving. When he was young, he had a good life. Every meal was full of meat, and he was big and round."

"I'm getting old, and I haven't lost weight. No, once my blood pressure goes up..."

Then he wiped his eyes again: "I can see it now, I will never eat too much, not even a single bite."

This market is my Baidu report in 2021. But the real situation is that no one has done this for at least ten years...

So, check it out.

I don't care what price I ask for when I go home.