"Pure, all-natural wild boar meat—it's a taste you'll remember! Don't miss it!"

In just one minute, Ye Tianyong went from being hesitant and stumbling to speaking freely.

At this moment, a plump, dark-skinned woman was carrying a snakeskin bag, preparing to go to the market to buy some vegetables and pork to cook some good dishes and meat for her husband who was working at the boiler factory and her son who was teaching at the Hope Primary School.

My husband is a team leader at a boiler factory. His monthly salary, plus meal allowance, social insurance, housing fund, etc., is about sixty yuan.

I often go out to buy pastries, snacks, pork, chicken and other things to make toothpicks. Other things are readily available, but wild boar meat and chicken... there's really not much of that meat.

Bad years, bad harvest.

Some families raise them and then have sellers come to buy them, or they raise them themselves.

Some people even sell their meat to more distant places in order to get a better price. So even if you can occasionally buy some, it has already been sitting for five or six days, and some meat is available while others are not.

Many vendors sell pork, but the cuts of pork that can be rendered into fat, stir-fried, or deep-fried, like pork hock or hind leg meat, are not included.

The woman had just reached the market entrance when she heard Ye Tianyong's shouts. The unfamiliar words immediately drew her in. Looking at the fresh, high-quality wild boar meat before her, she was afraid it would be gone in the blink of an eye, so she quickly said, "I want five catties of pork belly, two catties of pork hock, and two pig's trotters." She planned to make braised pork, braised pork hock, and pig's trotters for her son, and then enjoy the rest later, figuring out how to best prepare them.

The older woman casually reminded me, "By the way, how much is pork per pound here? I don't think I heard you mention the price just now."

Ye Tianyong was so focused on his nervousness and promoting the quality of the wild boar meat that he forgot. He paused for a moment, then said, "Two yuan and fifty cents a pound."

"Ma'am, the total is twenty-seven yuan and fifty cents. You're the first customer, so I'll give you a discount and charge you twenty-seven yuan," Ye Tianyong said good-naturedly.

Although Ye Tianyong was talking to the woman in front of him, his movements were not slow at all.

He deftly cut off the wild boar's trotters, weighed them, and handed them to the rather wealthy aunt. He kept saying how lucky his mother and wife had been so farsighted as to get up early and prepare the two wild boars, otherwise he would have been in a complete mess.

The woman looked at the pig's trotter in her hand and smiled with satisfaction. It weighed about two pounds, definitely more. She could save five cents to buy candy for her son—not bad, not bad at all.

He then rummaged through the snakeskin bag for a while, took out twenty-seven yuan, counted it again, and handed it to Ye Tianyong.

Ye Tianyong took the money with one hand and handed the aunt five catties of pork belly and two catties of pork knuckle with the other, truly proving an old saying.

"Cash on delivery."

In just one morning, Ye Tianyong sold both processed wild boars, earning nearly 1,800 yuan.

The vegetable vendor and fruit vendor next door also sold a lot of fruit.

Seeing him pack up his knives and push his cart to leave, the fruit vendor next to him couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to sell meat anymore? I see you still have a lot left. What if it goes bad if you don't sell it?" It was unclear whether he was genuinely thinking of Ye Tianyong or had selfish thoughts in his mind.

He probably feared that if Ye Tianyong left, his fruit stall would have to go back to what it was before.