Chapter 215 215. Pig Master Zhang Master

  Because of the shock of this pig, Song Tan picked vegetable seedlings much simpler and rougher, and 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, can you build a greenhouse at home?" 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, there is money to be made, and they don't want to miss it.

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

   Just inquired in advance: "What kind of greenhouses can be sold in winter?"

   "What's the point?" The vegetable boss beamed:

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

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

  Of course, when doing business, you have to boast about the benefits. For example, people don’t say what to do if strawberries can’t be sold or roads are blocked.

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

   At most, 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 task at this moment is to bring Master Zhang, the pig-maker.

  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. Later, every household stopped raising pigs, and he was getting old, so he lived in the town with his son.

  Now I heard that someone is looking for it again, the old man is 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've reported it. I didn't raise 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 wears a small satchel 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 have been born-what's the situation with your pig?"

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

   In terms of Chunqiu’s style of writing: “In the past, all five pigs in our family were slaughtered, but some time ago, a small wild boar ran down from the mountain and was raised together. We said that we should slaughter it so as not to fight.”

  This is true, wild boars are rampant in the pigsty, and 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 very 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. ?"

   "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 grown it since I was a child, and if I raise it for another year, the fishy smell will not be so strong at the end of the year, maybe it will taste better!

  Ah, it's been a long time for the fairy sandalwood to suffer!

  Master Zhang nodded: "That's true, the wild boar has a good physique, and it has a good temper after castration, otherwise it will be difficult to do when it grows up."

  He was also very happy: "I haven't killed 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: …

   Yes, 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 do we spend here?"

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

  Song Tan: …

  If it wasn't for Xiuxian, her hand holding the steering wheel would be shaking right now.

   Is it that her wild boar and the car pick-up and delivery are worthless, or is the pig's important items worthless?

  Master Zhang didn't notice her shock, this price is the market 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, and it was not a problem for him to earn three to five thousand for one job.

  Of course, the 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 veteran craftsman, and 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 cleanse you!"

That is required!

  Song Tan originally didn't want to support sows and 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, Houshan pigsty had to be rearranged.

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

  Master Zhang is also satisfied.

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

  Song Tan: …

   There is no reason to be in such a hurry. You have to wait until autumn and winter, otherwise the pigs will not grow up, and eating meat is eating Ulan's money. She must not do it!

   "Master Zhang, do you know **** 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 can't work 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, he has to control it, eat a small bowl, no matter how delicious it is, you can't eat too much."

   "My brother is a butcher. Every household has butcher dishes, and he 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..."

   As he spoke, he wiped his eyes again: "I can see it now, and 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, here we go.

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

  

  

  (end of this chapter)