Chapter 292: Continue to give advice

"Okay, I'll ask the boss to buy it at the pharmacy later."

Since she said so, there was nothing for him to worry about. Zhao Dashan said as he carefully put the papers into his sleeve pocket: "You guys didn't start making sausages and bacon until this afternoon, right?"

"Well, it should be this afternoon."

Shen Xiangwan nodded after a moment's hesitation. Not to mention the bacon, the meat for the sausage should be cut and mixed with seasonings. It is best to marinate it for an hour or two to make it tasty. It will definitely not be done until the afternoon.

"Okay, then I'll ask the eldest brother and his wife to come back in the afternoon."

Originally, he planned to select a few skillful women in the village to help and learn how to make sausages and bacon. Since everyone was unwilling to take the risk, he decided to let himself and the younger wives of his two brothers' families do it.

"OK."

Shen Xiangwan didn't object. "Sausages and bacon are food after all, so hygiene must be maintained. If possible, I suggest you buy a piece of land and build a workshop. However, the Chinese New Year is less than twenty days away. Sausages and bacon are not only delicious, but also suitable as gifts for relatives and friends. We'd better set up the workshop as soon as possible and make a lot of money in the few days before the New Year. We can put the land purchase on hold. First, find an uninhabited yard and use it as a workshop temporarily."

"Also, the sausages need to be aired for a few days after they're stuffed, and the bacon needs to be cured for at least five days, then smoked for two days. It can only be sold after at least seven days. I suggest you start tomorrow."

If she hadn't been busy harvesting cabbage and making kimchi recently, she would have suggested that they slaughter the pig long ago. But it's not too late now. If things go well, the first batch of sausages and bacon can be sold on the 20th. There are still ten days before the Chinese New Year. Moreover, as long as they follow his recipe and make the taste good, there will still be plenty of people buying them after the New Year. It can be a long-term business.

"There's a ready-made abandoned yard in the village. I'll go back and ask the second and third brothers to clean it up."

As Zhao Dashan was about to stand up in a hurry, Shen Xiangwan quickly stopped him: "Wait, Uncle Zhao, I haven't finished yet."

"Ah? Okay, go ahead."

Zhao Dashan was stunned for a moment, then sat down again. Don't blame him for being nervous. It was mainly because it was his first time doing business, and he had to open his own workshop, so he was a little nervous.

"Have some tea and calm down first."

Seeing this, Shen Xiangwan laughed and shook his head, then picked up the teapot and filled it with tea for him: "Uncle Zhao, can you kill a pig by yourselves?"

"ah?"

Zhao Dashan, who was drinking tea, was stunned again, and then quickly said, "Why not? We farmers usually kill our own pigs."

"That's good."

Shen Xiangwan wasn't surprised. What she wanted to say was, "There's one more thing, Uncle Zhao. After the workshop is set up, what are you going to do with the pig offal and extra bones?"

You know, a pig is not just meat. The offal, bones, etc. together account for almost one-third of the weight of the entire pig. If you don't think about how to deal with them first, you're afraid that a lot of good things will be wasted.

"this···"

Zhao Dashan couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. He hadn't really thought too much about it. Pig offal stinks, who would eat that stuff? There wasn't much meat on the bones, but it would be a shame to just throw it away. After all, they were doing business, and they slaughtered more than one or two pigs every day.

"I also have a recipe for the marinade and sauce here. If Uncle Zhao doesn't mind the trouble, you can have the younger generation in your family set up a stall in the county town to sell the braised offal and sauced pork ribs. As for pig heads, pig trotters, and spareribs, they can all be made into cured meats that taste just as good as bacon."

As he spoke, Shen Xiangwan took out two recipes from his sleeve pocket and handed them to him. The braised offal and sauced pork ribs were rich in aroma and were also famous foods in the future world. He believed that there should be a certain market for them in this world. Although it was impossible to make as much money as sausages and bacon, at least he would have no problem recovering his investment. It was better than throwing it away directly, right?

"But pig offal stinks. Will anyone really buy it?"

Taking the recipe, Zhao Dashan asked hesitantly, as ordinary people, when they were forced into a corner and wanted to eat meat, they also bought pig offal to eat. The taste was really not good, and anyone with a little savings would not want to try it, let alone buy it at a high price?

"That's because you didn't clean it properly. Also, the pig smell outside is already strong. Tomorrow I'll send my cook to teach you how to process the pig offal. As long as you follow my marinade recipe, I guarantee that not only will it not smell bad, but it will also be fragrant and mouth-watering."

Thinking of the various braised foods, Shen Xiangwan felt a little greedy and secretly thought about asking the cook to braise some meat and offal to satisfy her craving.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Wouldn't we know whether it tasted good once we made it? It was just a matter of putting in a little more effort, so Zhao Dashan didn't dwell on it any further.

"The rest can be dealt with after you kill the pig tomorrow."

Shen Xiangwan was thoughtful and had arranged everything clearly for them. The only thing left was how to make sausages and bacon and how to sell them. It was useless to say more now.

"I'll come back to you if I have any questions, Wanwan. I'm really sorry to bother you with this."

Zhao Dashan stood up as he spoke. If it weren't for her, how could he dare to think of building his own workshop? No, to be more precise, they didn't dare to raise so many pigs.

"It's no trouble. I just talk."

Shen Xiangwan smiled slightly, not taking his courtesy to heart at all.

"I'll go back first if I'm alright."

After nodding to her again, Zhao Dashan turned and left. Shen Xiangwan watched his figure disappear from her sight and shook her head with a smile. Seeing him so active, she felt that she seemed a little too lazy.

With the participation of the guards, the one hundred pigs were slaughtered quickly. Under the arrangement of Yuan Yue and Yuan Ying, they processed all the pigs in an orderly manner in the morning. They had a lively pig-killing meal at noon. In the afternoon, Shen Xiangwan personally brought the servants at home and the young wives of the Zhao family to pickle bacon and make sausages.

Even though they had so many people, it took them a whole afternoon to finish the meat of fifty pigs. In the evening, after Shen Xiangwan returned to the room, she clung to Wei Chengyi and acted coquettishly and cutely, seeking comfort, which made him laugh and cry, but he had to take good care of her. After all, he just liked her tone.

"The army also raises pigs, so it doesn't matter if we don't send them any."

In the bedroom, Wei Chengyi said while massaging Shen Xiangwan that he already knew that she had asked Lin Wei to send pork to the army. When she mobilized the villagers to raise pigs, he knew that her method would definitely be effective. After seizing the military power, he immediately asked the logistics soldiers to raise pigs. Not to mention that it would be enough for everyone to eat, it would be enough to satisfy their occasional tooth.

"The ones raised in the military camp are not as good as those raised at home."

Moreover, they were raised relatively late, and now they weigh only a little over 100 kilograms at most.

"That's true."

Hearing this, Wei Chengyi couldn't help but laugh. Besides their family, who else would dare to feed pigs grain every meal? Even the villagers who had also received a lot of sorghum residue mixed it with pig grass. Only they fed only grain. How could the meat of pigs raised in this way not be delicious?

[End of this chapter]

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