Song Fanxing knew that it was unrealistic to rely solely on her own space to farm and raise more than a hundred pigs; in the long run, it would also arouse suspicion.

Moreover, she can't stay at the pig farm forever; she needs to go to university, which means going to another city.

She needs to come up with a long-term plan.

She glanced at the remaining empty land at the pig farm; she had asked for extra land in the first place just in case.

She wanted to plant sweet potatoes in all the empty spaces.

Sweet potatoes and sweet potato vines are excellent for feeding pigs.

Buy some more food from outside.

Feeding more than a hundred pigs is not a problem.

Things are different now. You can buy food without coupons and by using connections. Supplies are not as scarce as they used to be.

With some plants added to her space, that's basically enough.

Fang Jie looked at the more than one hundred pigs, feeling both excited and nervous.

"Xingxing, let's plant vegetables in the empty space outside, and then feed them to the pigs."

Song Fanxing smiled; her mother and she had the same idea.

"Okay, let's plant sweet potatoes."

"good."

That thing can grow back after being cut off, and pigs love to eat it.

When the five people came to work the next day, there were two large bundles of sweet potato vines piled up outside the pigsty.

That was something Song Fanxing brought out from her spatial storage.

Fang Jie instructed them to turn over the soil and plant sweet potato vines.

The group got to work with great enthusiasm.

They do whatever the boss says; all they care about is getting the job done.

Everyone worked exceptionally hard.

This is a great job; I can't let someone else take it from me.

In order to ensure the pigs were fed well, Song Fanxing spent money to buy a shredder, the kind that runs on diesel.

Used to grind corn.

With so many pigs, grinding them by hand is too much work.

They spent money to buy a truckload of corn, some of which was grown in their space.

Money is being spent like water.

Not to mention Fang Jie, Song Fanxing also felt a little sorry for her.

She also had to water the sweet potato vines she planted when no one was looking.

They're incredibly busy.

Fang Jie and her five employees take care of feeding more than 100 pigs and cleaning the pigsty every day.

Two people will stay at the pig farm to keep watch at night.

Sister Liu hasn't seen Fang Jie for almost two months, and the gate to the neighboring courtyard is always locked during the day.

Since no one at home cooks, Song Darong eats at the cafeteria and doesn't come home during the day.

Fang Jie went home to get something that day and was caught red-handed by Sister Liu.

She shouted, "Girl, I've finally found you!"

Fang Jie also felt that it had been a long time since she had spoken to Sister Liu, and it felt quite warm and familiar.

"Sister Liu."

"Hey girl, what have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you around for ages. I've come to your place several times, but the door's always locked."

Fang Jie welcomed Sister Liu into the house and poured her a glass of water.

The two sat down.

Fang Jie then said, "Sister Liu, I run a pig farm, and I've been too busy lately to take care of my family."

Sister Liu's mouth was wide open; she was clearly terrified.

"Girl, you're not kidding, are you?"

Fang Jie chuckled, "Really not, the pig farm is in Shuanghe Village not far away."

"Shuanghe Village? I know that place. It's right by the road to town, not far away."

"Yes, that's where I set up my pig farm."

"My goodness! Girl, you're amazing! You've become a boss."

Fang Jie said embarrassedly, "What boss or not, we don't even know how it will turn out yet."

“If it were someone else, I would definitely laugh at her, but if it were you, I have confidence in you. You have a wealthy look on your face, and you are down-to-earth and hardworking. You will definitely be able to run the pig farm well.”

Fang Jie liked Sister Liu because she was easy to listen to, and no matter what the outcome, her encouragement gave Fang Jie confidence.

"Sister Liu, thank you! When you have time, please come visit my pig farm."

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely go. I need to see your pig farm, Mr. Fang."

After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Jie had to go to the pig farm, and Sister Liu also had to attend to her own business.

Two months later, the piglets at the pig farm had grown a lot. They were all plump and had shiny coats. They also knew how to eat. Whenever food was served, they would swarm around and fight for it.

Now it's time to choose the sows and boars.

Following the breeding book, Song Fanxing selected one boar and five sows.

Put the boar in a separate pen and the five sows in another pen.

The remaining pigs were all castrated and kept as flat-bottomed pigs.

The sweet potato vines in the pig farm grew very lushly because Song Fanxing watered them with spiritual spring water.

If you cut this stalk, it will grow back in a few days.

The five workers at the pig farm were amazed; despite the same watering and manure application, the sweet potato vines on the pig farm grew better than those on their own land.

In addition, Song Fanxing secretly moved some things out of her spatial storage and mixed them in.

More than a hundred pigs never went hungry.

Song Fanxing mostly grows sweet potato vines in her space; she doesn't grow much else because it's difficult to take them out.

Next, Song Fanxing considered the sales channels.

Just as she was about to take action, Song Darong told her that he had already found a sales channel for her.

The county's supply and marketing cooperative and the military canteen both agreed to order their pigs.

Song Fanxing knew that the only reason those people agreed to buy their pigs was because of her father.

But once they taste the pork from their pig farm, they'll definitely feel it's worth the price and be willing to cooperate with them.

She won't let Song Darong down.

Song Darong solved their sales problem and also told them some news.

"I'm going to the capital for a meeting tomorrow."

Fang Jie was stunned, and after a moment asked, "How long will it take?"

Song Darong: "About ten days."

"Is it the train tomorrow morning?"

"Um."

There is only one train from Lianyungang to the capital, departing at 8:00 AM.

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