Could it be that I've encountered a ghost?

Zhao Jianhua silently cheered himself up.

It has been said that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, spirits are not allowed to exist. There are no ghosts or gods.

Zhao Jianhua closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and pushed his bicycle back slightly.

All that could be heard was a scream, and the force holding the bicycle in place suddenly disappeared.

It was a person! Zhao Jianhua breathed a sigh of relief.

But if someone's lying in front of another's house so late at night without saying a word, they're probably up to no good.

Zhao Jianhua seized the opportunity to push his bicycle inside, without even looking at the situation outside, and slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside.

"That bastard third brother actually hit him so hard!"

The youngest brother, Zhao Jianfei, squatted down outside, his hands tightly covering his private parts, his legs twisting strangely together, and his forehead sweating profusely from the pain.

He gasped for breath frequently and cried out in pain, but no one in the courtyard paid any attention to him.

Zhao Youcai heard the noise outside but didn't bother to come out. He was currently showing the still somewhat lucid Factory Director Niu and Team Leader Qi around the vegetable garden he had been tending to for the past few days.

"The weather is getting warmer every day, and we can grow vegetables outside now. The temperature inside my greenhouse is much higher than outside, and there's sunshine even at the hottest noon, so the vegetables are growing really well."

Factory Manager Niu nodded in satisfaction, but when he saw the two little piglets and a small group of chickens, ducks and geese not far away, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

“Brother Zhao, you only raise so few livestock, it’s not even enough for my entire steel factory to share.”

Since we're already planning to cooperate with Zhao Youcai for a long time, we might as well deepen our cooperation.

The meat at the meat processing plant isn't in unlimited supply, and the price is constantly changing.

It would be better to encourage Zhao Youcai to raise more, just as if they were exclusively supplied to the steel mill.

Zhao Youcai smiled and said, "Director Niu, I also want to raise more. This is the configuration of one more pig than others, and it was specially approved by Captain Zhao."

"This old man really doesn't have the ability to catch a few more pigs and send pork to your steel mill."

Factory Director Niu immediately understood what was going on and nodded subconsciously.

It was my own greed that led me to believe that Zhao Youcai had always been someone who could accomplish anything.

So he had a preconceived notion that the old man was omnipotent.

Only then did he subconsciously utter the words he had just said.

The factory manager paused for a moment and said, "I have connections at the pig farm. I'll go there tomorrow to put in a good word. I'll come to your house to pass on the message when it's convenient for me. Let's go together and bring back a few more pigs to raise."

Zhao Youcai was excited, never expecting that he had just made a casual complaint.

What an unexpected surprise!

These days, there are strict restrictions on poultry farming.

But since the pigs were obtained through Director Niu's connections, they certainly wouldn't have to hand over most of them to the production team just to meet the quota.

Although this is a good thing, I've never raised pigs before.

Things that need to be clarified should be clarified, after all, animals can get sick, and if they get sick and die, how should things be handled, and who should pay for the vaccines?

We also need to find out in advance how many pigs he can catch, as this will determine how many times we need to expand the pigpen so that each pig can have its own private room.

If possible, he'd like to bring in another boar for breeding. That way, he'd have many piglets every year, enough to keep the pigs on the farm from being unlocked at any time.

Even if there are no pigs to unlock on the ranch, you can still achieve pork freedom in less than three years.

He plans to raise pigs at home and aim to sell a batch of pigs every six months.

He'd already decided on the candidates: the eldest brother, who was a bit dim-witted and always looking to take advantage, would be in charge of raising the pigs. That way, he wouldn't have all that energy to waste on his wife.

When Zhao Youcai asked these questions, Factory Director Niu was taken aback. To be honest, he hadn't really thought that much about it.

He was only thinking about getting more pigs for Zhao Youcai to make it easier for the steel mill to buy meat, and he never imagined that raising pigs would be so troublesome.

That's understandable; he's never raised pigs before and doesn't really know the ins and outs of it.

"I'll go ask about it tomorrow and get all the details before I tell you."

He also looked around at the size of Zhao Youcai's house, and to be honest, it wasn't small.

Although the courtyard has many houses and looks a bit crowded, there is a large vegetable garden in the backyard.

If you set aside half a vegetable plot specifically for raising livestock, you could probably house dozens of pigs.

Factory manager Niu also had his own selfish motives. These days, the meat wholesalers from meat processing plants are all high-priced meat, not only expensive but also limited in quantity.

If I were to pay for piglets for Zhao Youcai and then buy pork from him, I could save a lot of money by paying the difference between the two prices.

Saving three or four thousand yuan a year is an easy thing.

These days, an average family that can spend 300 yuan a year is considered well-off.

The money saved could all go into his own pocket, and the factory wouldn't accuse him of embezzlement.

Money saved through his own efforts is his own and can even help supplement his household income.

Others may see him as a glamorous factory manager, but only he knows the true reality.

Seeing his sons and daughters all reaching the age of marriage and having children, how difficult it is to live without money or a house.

Factory Director Niu also felt heartbroken.

If it were a relative's or friend's child, arranging for them to work in a steel factory wouldn't be a problem.

It was precisely because of his direct blood relation to the factory manager that it was difficult to directly assign him to the factory.

If you do a good job, there's nothing to say; if you do a bad job, you'll easily get into trouble.

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