What Zhao Zhongxing said was exactly what Li Jinfeng wanted.

Lard can be bought and made into lard.

As for pig's trotters and pork bones, Li Jinfeng also wanted them very much.

However, she still had these things in her space, and she couldn't keep them all to herself. She could only buy them all if no one in the production team bought them.

"Captain Zhao, I want some pork fat." Li Jinfeng said to Zhao Zhongxing.

Then he lowered his voice again, speaking in a voice that only Zhao Zhongxing could hear: "If no one wants the pig's trotters and leg bones, I'll take them all! But I'll come back to get them at night when no one is around!"

Li Jinfeng didn't want the people in the production team to know that she was the one who bought the pig's trotters and pork bones.

In short, the more low-key, the better!

Zhao Zhongxing was also a man with good eyesight and knew what Li Jinfeng meant.

But Li Jinfeng really helped in this matter.

It's hard to divide these extra pig's trotters and pork shanks, and everyone thinks it's not worth it to sell them at 50 cents per pound with the bones.

If no one wants him, he can only go to his relatives in the city.

As a result, not only will it cause trouble, but you will also be letting others take advantage of you, and if you are not careful, others may think that you are trying to take advantage of them.

If Jinfeng was willing to buy it all, he would have money to buy tools for the production team next year, and he wouldn't have to go to the county town to see what others had to say.

"Okay! You don't have to come and get it in person. I will send it to you and Jianguo in the evening!" Zhao Zhongxing said.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao!"

Zhao Zhongxing weighed the pork fat for Li Jinfeng, a total of four pounds and two ounces.

By then, it will be boiled into lard, which can produce about three pounds of lard.

If the price wasn't a little high, Zhao Zhongxing would have wanted to buy it himself.

pity……

Lu Jianguo paid Zhao Zhongxing two dollars and ninety-four, and left Wang Dafu's yard under the envious gaze of a group of people.

When they returned to Li's house, a group of people looked at the pork fat in Lu Jianguo's hand and widened their eyes in shock.

"Jinfeng, Jianguo, what are you doing..."

"I bought some pork fat. We can make some lard from it later. You can put some in your dishes when you cook." Li Jinfeng said.

This was something the two of them discussed on the way here.

Keep the lard and pork shanks.

Li Jinfeng prepared three pig's trotters, pickled them, and brought them to the provincial capital of Jiangbei, where she braised them to satisfy Lu Mingfang's craving.

Of course, space is definitely needed in the middle.

Li Jinfeng never had the time or opportunity to make the chicken feet that were supposed to be cooked last time.

This time I go, I have to get it done well, otherwise people will always be worried about it, which is also very immoral.

The pounds of pork fat bought by Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo are actually more valuable than the pounds of meat that the Li family got.

Most of the time, everyone eats boiled vegetables.

Even cottonseed oil, which tastes slightly bitter, has to be saved again and again, and life is so difficult.

There are a few pounds of lard, which is refined from lard. Just a small spoonful is used in a meal.

The Li family had a good life for most of the year.

The Li family's lunch was ready: three bowls of pig-killing dishes, two green vegetables, and a bowl of coarse grain porridge for each person.

When not working, everyone generally eats less, and Huang Yu, as the head chef, also tries to be frugal.

Li Jinfeng was not very hungry, so she was busy refining oil by herself.

The lard you buy needs to be cleaned and the lymph nodes inside need to be removed one by one.

Put some water in the washed pot, add the cut lard and a few soybeans, and simmer for about half an hour. When the lard becomes residue, scoop it out, and what remains in the pot is lard.