Chapter 513 The Rise of the Pig Industry

  Feng Yong turned around and looked, it was Zhang Bao.

  I only heard Zhang Bao say, "Since you can give Anguo an extra portion, you probably won't mind giving me another one.

  Why?

  Guan Xing is my brother-in-law, you are my what...cough!

   Forget it, for Zhang Xingyi's sake, just give it, it's no big deal.

   "Well, no problem, I will write two more copies, and Zhang Junhou will also get one."

   "What a gentleman is not a gentleman, you are also a gentleman, pay attention to your words and deeds."

  Guan Xing frowned and said, "Besides, I and Xingwu are brothers and sisters, you call me brother, why should you be so attached to Xingwu?"

  Feng Yong's forehead began to sweat slightly again. One is his brother-in-law, the other is his ex-girlfriend's brother, and these two are good brothers. It seems that they are not very good...

  Zhang Bao seemed to see Feng Yong's thoughts, glanced at him, and pointed to Guan Xing with his eyes.

  Guan Xing coughed, and said, "Nanxiang is your territory. Siniang went there, so people should pay attention to it. Don't make her feel wronged."

   "No, no, no," Feng Yong wiped his forehead, "I have already sent the news to let people watch carefully."

  You actually sent the news a long time ago?

  Guan Xing took a meaningful look at Feng Yong when he heard it.

   Zhang Bao also squinted over at the same time, with a strong sense of defense in his eyes: What do you want to do?

   What can I do? It was you who asked me to help me watch. I said that I had sent the news a long time ago and you are looking at me again. What do you mean?

   It's boring!

   "Brothers, I'll go and order the kitchen to cook first."

  Feng Yong really couldn't bear the weird atmosphere, so he had to smear the soles of his feet.

  Guan Xing and Zhang Bao looked at each other, and before they could speak, Feng Yong stepped back in embarrassment, "Well, two brothers, what do you want to eat? My little brother asked the kitchen to make some by the way."

   Alas, a bunch of people outside called him elder brother, and when he returned to the house, there were two more elder brothers, which was a bit unaccustomed to him.

  Guan Xing pondered for a while, "The pig's trotter that Sanniang brought back to the house last time tasted good, very delicious, and chewy to eat, a few big ones, big pig's trotters."

"big…"

  Feng Yong gaped his tongue, hummed, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

   On the contrary, Zhang Bao was a little surprised and surprised when he heard that Guan Xing wanted to eat pig's trotters, "Can that thing be eaten?"

Guan Xing nodded, "You can't eat the ones made by others, but this little...well, the ones made by Feng's mansion are absolutely unique. If Sanniang hadn't said it was made of pig's trotters when I ate it for the first time, I wouldn't have eaten it." I still don't believe it."

   "Since An Guo said so, let me have a few too." Zhang Bao nodded, and said to Feng Yong emphatically, "Big trotters."

  Feng Yong: …

   "Brothers, I am not a big pig."

  Feng Yong said weakly and powerlessly.

  Guan Xing glanced at Feng Yong worriedly, "Are you okay? Why are you talking nonsense?"

  I thought, could it be that His Majesty and the Empress suddenly came to Feng's residence, making this brother-in-law too nervous, causing the old disease to relapse?

   "No one said you are a big pig's trotter, they told you to be a big pig's trotter."

   Zhang Bao also said something.

  Fuck me...

  I don't want to be a pig's trotter either!

  Feng Yong glanced at the two innocent people resentfully, and retreated in despair.

   After a while, the smell of food began to fill the house.

  Feng Mansion’s food has never disappointed people. A Dou took a mouthful of praise at the banquet, and his chubby face looked even more chubby because his mouth was full of food, which was very joyful.

   I especially have a soft spot for braised pork, and my mouth is full of oil after eating it.

  Even Zhang Xingcai, who is a woman, did not show any weakness. Not only did she clean up all the sweet and sour pork ribs on her case, but even Feng Yong could see from her face that she still had more to say.

  So I hurried down and asked people to make a few more dishes for each dish, which satisfied the appetites of several people.

  Before leaving, A Dou packed all the unfinished food at the house. Even Guan Xing originally wanted to keep two pig's trotters and bring them back to his house to eat slowly, but A Dou also took them away.

   "Brother, don't worry. Although the pig's trotter is gone, there is still half a piece of pork in the kitchen. What else do you want to eat? Later, I will ask the cook to make some more and send it over later."

  Feng Yong quietly comforted Guan Xing.

   Meat at this time is still very precious to most people.

  In the Han Dynasty, instead of being degraded to the humble status of the Tang and Song Dynasties, pork was on the contrary, and its status was improved compared to the pre-Qin period.

  There is a record in "Huainanzi" written by Liu An, a royal family in the Western Han Dynasty: The husband feeds a big man and the pig is the best sacrifice. It is not that the pig is better than the wild beast and elk, but the gods feed it alone...

   That is to say, pork is the first-class meat, and it is usually used to worship gods.

   There is even a dedicated pig breeder in the home of the big landlord.

  However, before Nanxiang carried out large-scale house raising of pigs, most people in the world raised pigs as herding pigs, that is, driving pigs to the wild for food, just like herding cattle and sheep.

  The pigs raised in this kind of herding style are extremely fierce in character, and most people really can't be a pig butcher, at least Kong Wuli is a necessary condition.

  After the pigs are castrated, the pigs will become docile and will not jump around the fence, so they are suitable for breeding and fattening.

  With the maturity of castration technology in Nanxiang, it became popular to house pigs in Hanzhong.

  Manor-style agriculture in Hanzhong provides part of the food source for pigs, and part of it comes from wild hogweed. Some people even follow Nanxiang’s example of planting yutou on a large area and using stems and leaves as feed.

   And the yu heads under the ground can be dug out to serve as rations for the slaves in the manor.

  From this point of view, the Xu family originally planned to sell the couch to Feng Yong, but Mrs. Xu, who was thrown to the fields by Feng Yong in the end, contributed a lot.

   Solved the problem of feed sources, it is only natural that this pig raising method became popular, and it even began to spread to Jincheng.

  Nowadays, Wu Ming, the leader in the castration world, is a well-known "a knife" in Hanzhong. He leads his apprentices to run amok in the pig houses of various manors in Hanzhong all day long. Wherever he goes, groups of pigs howl and chickens fly.

  While attracting crowds of onlookers every time, he feels envy and admiration from everyone, making Wu Ming feel that his life has reached a climax, that his life has reached its peak.

  Wu Ming is now one of the most popular people in Hanzhong who are the managers of various manors. Every time he helps to castrate pigs and chickens for other families, his pockets will be bulged.

  With the rise of the pig industry, in addition to providing meat to each family, it also supplies a large amount to Nanxiang's workshops, ranches and mines, so that the supply of meat in Nanxiang is finally no longer tight.

  Especially in mines, it is hard work, with a heavy workload and a lot of calories that need to be supplemented.

  If there is no meat supplement, the food consumed is amazing, and it may not provide enough calories.

   Asking Wu Ming to take his apprentices to various pig farms to help castrate, one is to let his apprentices accumulate more experience, and the other is Feng Yong wants to promote the pig farming industry as soon as possible.

   Unexpectedly, Nanxiang’s education industry was the first to have an output effect.

   Now some people have begun to think of ways to poach Wu Ming's apprentices, and the price is not low.

  It's a pity that everyone underestimated Feng Yong's emphasis on the education industry—the castration industry also falls under the management scope of Nanxiang's education circle.

   Except for the shackles that were fastened on them both openly and secretly, Nanxiang was known as the place where demons danced wildly, so it naturally had a special side compared to other places.

  For example, Wu Ming, he has the identity of a lieutenant of the Yizhou Diannong School, although it is an extremely small official hat, and it is uncertain whether it can be regarded as an official position recognized by the court.

  But for those Cangtou Guishou in Nanxiang who have just struggled from the food and clothing line, that is something that they have been longing for for three lifetimes.

  Although only one Wu Ming can wear the official hat, at least this is a kind of hope, a hope that cannot be seen in other places.

   There is also a school where future generations can read and write, which is enough for those Qianshou who have just turned into good books to stay here.

   Not to mention the welfare of food and clothing, bright future for children and grandchildren.

   What other places can offer that still treat them only as lowly artisans?

  So Nanxiang Workshop Ranch is still a place where the masses want to settle down.

  Compared with other places in Hanzhong, Nanxiang at this time has a strong attraction just like Beishangguang in later generations.

  With the influx of a large number of people, there will be abundant human resources, and Feng Yong can reserve talents more recklessly.

   Now Fengzhuang already has a big pig house, and there are even two eunuchs on the Zhuangzi, all of whom were apprentices from Wu Ming and transferred from Nanxiang.

  So there is no shortage of pork in the village, so Feng Yong found a gap, and quickly gained his brother-in-law's favorability.

  After all, after I leave for Yuejun tomorrow, I have to rely on my brother-in-law to help take care of Zhuangzi.

   "Two servings of today's dishes, one to Anguo's mansion, and one to my mansion. Especially the candied red meat, make more, it's delicious!"

  When Guan Xing heard Feng Yong's words, he thought that this kid was very interesting, but before he could speak, someone suddenly came over and interjected.

   "Now this pork has lost its previous smell and tastes much better. You are better than others at raising a pig. You are indeed capable."

As Zhang Bao said, he chewed his mouth for a while. It seemed that he was licking and sweeping the foam between his teeth, but he was a little dissatisfied. Not enough to eat... hiccup~"

   Then he burped.

   If it wasn't that he couldn't beat him, Feng Yong really wanted to beat someone who was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

   But thinking about Zhang Xingyi, it is normal for Zhang Bao to dislike her.

   Forget it, bear with it first.

   "Brother Zhang, it's not called candied red meat, it's called braised pork."

  Feng Yong first corrected Zhang Bao's mistake, and then said, "The ingredients at home are only enough to make one serving. If you want to make more, you have to buy ingredients in the city. It's getting late now, and I'm afraid it's too late."

A Dou and his wife were eating, and the attendants brought over were qualified to attend the table, but Guan Xing Zhang Bao, but these four people made the cooks of Feng's mansion busy, and almost all the condiments in the kitchen were exhausted. .

  Zhang Bao gave a "tsk", "I'll send someone a fat pig over tomorrow, and then you can make some more, right?"

   "Tomorrow I will go to Yuejun to take up the post."

  Feng Yong squinted at Zhang Bao.

  Zhang Bao snorted, and nodded at Feng Yong in dissatisfaction, "You are not kind, you used to send a copy to my house for every good thing you got, but now you have changed..."

   What the **** am I!

  Feng Yong is determined to kill Zhang Bao!

  Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted?

   I still mentioned this in front of my brother-in-law, right?

"Hey, Xingwu, he's leaving for Yuejun tomorrow. There are a lot of things to do, so don't bother. One serving is enough. When the time comes, ask someone to deliver the food to Zhang's house, so that Aunt Zhang can taste it too." taste."

  Guan Xing finally spoke, the first half of the sentence was to Zhang Bao, and the second half was to Feng Yong.

  Brother-in-law on one side and brother on the other, with fleshy palms and backs, Guan Xing finally made peace and proposed a solution.

It's just that Guan Xing was still unwilling in the end, and couldn't help but secretly pulled Feng Yong and ordered in a low voice: "Tomorrow I will send some pig's trotters over, and you can ask someone to make some big pig's trotters for me. It's always okay, right?"

  Families that are close to Feng Yong are now imitating the appearance of Hanzhong and raising some pigs in the Zhuangzi outside Jincheng, but the cooking techniques are still backward and far from the level of Feng's residence.

   "No problem no problem."

  Feng Yong nodded again and again.

  Brother-in-law's request, it must be done.

  After all, although Guan Xing didn't like him at the beginning, he didn't make things difficult for him when he married Guan Ji. This made Feng Yong feel that his brother-in-law's character is still very good.

   Zhang Bao watched from the side, and immediately felt a little sour.

   Waiting for the driver to walk on the official road, he opened his mouth and said, "This Feng Mingwen should finally get closer to Anguo."

  I wanted to send a fat pig over for him to make, but he refused.

  An Guo wanted to send some pig trotters for him to make, and he readily agreed.

  The difference between closeness and estrangement can be seen at a glance.

  It wasn’t like this before. Back then, when the wool cloth first came out, Siniang was the first person in Jincheng to wear a sweater.

  Although Mingli, like Anguo, finds Feng Mingwen not pleasing to the eye, in fact, Zhang Bao himself knows that people like Feng Yong are rare husband-in-law.

   Otherwise, why did An Guo say that Feng Mingwen was bad or bad, but he didn't mean to make things difficult for Sanniang's marriage?

   What a pity, what a pity...

   "Xingwu, can a fat pig compare with a few pig's feet? Those who don't know think you are going to throw a big banquet. There are many things in his house these two days, so don't make any more trouble."

Guan Xing glanced at Zhang Bao angrily, "After he goes to Yuejun to take up his post, and when the affairs of the house are free, if you really want to eat, tell me then, and I'll pass on a message for you Come here. In Feng's residence, I can still speak a little bit."

  This Feng's mansion is no different from before, it is now a Marquis's mansion, so it is natural that there are people in charge on weekdays.

  Guan Ji wanted to go to Yuejun with Feng Yong, so Guan Xing naturally took on the responsibility of helping to look after Feng's residence.

   There is no way for the Feng family to be busy.

  The reason why the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty was willing to show favoritism to Feng Yong and agreed that Guan Yinping would follow Feng Yong to go to Yuejun was because of Feng Yong’s special situation, but also because Feng Yong was an only seedling, and he wanted Guan Yinping to give birth to an heir for the Feng family earlier.

  Not only the Feng family, but even the Guan family and the Zhang family were not much better, so Guan Xing and Zhang Bao had the cheek to ask Feng Yong what secret method to give birth to a child.

   "Yes, I didn't expect this level."

  When Zhang Bao heard Guan Xing's words, he suddenly realized, and slapped his thigh, "It's better for you, An Guo, to be more clever."

   Then he smacked his lips and asked in a low voice, "An Guo, I didn't expect this pork to be so delicious. Do you think we should ask Zhuangzi outside the city to raise more pigs?"

  Guan Xing nodded when he heard the words, "Xingwu and I thought about going together. After Nanxiang changed the method of raising pigs, the quality of the meat is much fatter than before."

   "More importantly, raising pigs is much more convenient than before. You don't need to bother at all. Compared with other meat, it can be regarded as an easy thing to get."

  Both of them were born in the family of generals, and they knew that meat was an indispensable thing for practicing martial arts on weekdays.

  Why should the soldiers be rewarded before the war and give them as much meat as possible? Isn't it because of eating meat that he has the strength to fight?

  It's a pity that meat is still too rare to get, and ordinary people simply can't afford it.

  Nowadays, the method of raising pigs in Nanxiang is much simpler than before. Just build a pig house at random and put the pigs in it.

   Quyuanli and Baniuli have now been fully promoted in Dahan. Dahan has a surplus of grain every year. If the family has more fields, they are willing to use some bran to feed pigs.

   In addition to being more diligent, go to the wild to cut some pigweed, let alone a lot, it is still possible to raise a few pigs.

   Not to mention people with large fields.

  Guan Xing couldn't help being startled when he thought of this. If this is the case, wouldn't there be more and more families who can eat meat in the future? This can be regarded as a major event related to people's livelihood, right?

   This can't be... Is my brother-in-law already calculated it? Otherwise, how could this method of raising pigs in Nanxiang come out sooner or later, and only after the food is abundant?

   And the abundance of food has a lot to do with him!

Then at this time, by coincidence, caramel was also made by him, and candied red meat made of caramel, sweet and sour pork ribs and other exquisite foods that even the royal family did not have appeared. The wind of planting sugar cane to make sugar is booming...

  The sum of everything together gave Guan Xing an illusion of interlocking and precise layout.

  He turned his head, and saw that Feng Zhuang was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and there was a resplendent and resplendent atmosphere, and at the same time, there seemed to be a sense of inscrutability in the shadow.

  (end of this chapter)