"This one costs two dollars?"

"What do you think?"

"You can't buy this for even two dollars."

What Shazhu said was true, because this thing was not for sale at all.

After the pigs are killed in the slaughterhouse, these things are kept by themselves and never sold.

Therefore, there are almost no products for sale on the market.

Some were kept and sold to certain people, and some were distributed as workers' welfare.

This is also a unique benefit for pork factory workers.

There is a place in Sijiu City that specializes in selling braised pork, and the business is very popular.

The braised pork and steamed buns are very famous, and some pig offal and other things are sold here.

A bowl of braised pork with two steamed buns is so delicious.

People in Beijing just love this.

The uncle was reluctant to spend two dollars.

"Silly Zhu, why don't you make it and give it to the Third Master to taste. The Third Master has some good wine."

"Uncle, just keep the wine for yourself. I'm afraid I'll get drunk if I drink too much."

But Sha Zhu knew that the third uncle's wine was diluted with water.

Shazhu doesn't dare to drink that wine.

It was low-quality liquor to begin with, and when water was added, it tasted even worse.

Moreover, the uncle added a lot of water, so there was no taste of alcohol at all, it was better to drink plain water.

"You don't know that Third Master's wine is good."

"See you later, Third Master."

After Sha Zhu finished speaking, he pushed the cart away.

He didn't want to chat with the third uncle anymore. If he continued, he would really be taken advantage of by the third uncle.

This one is not even enough for Shazhu to eat himself, how could he possibly give it to the third uncle?