Chapter 208 How many piglets died?
Dong Li and the others looked at the lotus roots in the bamboo basket, feeling a little confused. They could usually make soup with the lotus roots, but they didn't know what else they could do with them.
Wen Zhenyi looked at Dong Li and said, "Grandpa Village Chief, I just happened to meet you. I have something to discuss with you."
"you say."
“Is there anyone in the village who wants to do secondary processing? If so, please ask everyone to come to our house later, because there are some things I need to explain clearly.”
Dong Li nodded and said, "Yes, your grandfather and his family mentioned this yesterday when they came back. I also mentioned it to the villagers, and everyone seemed interested."
"Okay then, you can organize everyone to come to your house. We should talk things out face to face."
Xiong Lu saw her coming back and helped carry the baskets of lotus roots from the cart into the yard: "Miss, I was going to look for you."
Wen Zhenyi saw his excited face and asked, "Is what I asked you to make last time finished?"
"I made a model. I'll show it to you later."
"Okay." Wen Zhenyi moved the things to the yard and let Lin Jie go back.
Xiong Lu was the only one at home. Wen Chengwen and his wife went to the market to sell pork today, and Old Lady Wen and his wife went to the pig farm early in the morning.
I feel uneasy if I don’t check on them every day, for fear that something might happen to the pigs if I don’t take good care of them.
Wen Zhenyi said something to Xiong Lu and went to the pig farm at the entrance of the village.
The pig farm hired two people, each paid one or two taels of silver a month. Because Aunt Dou no longer worked at Wen Zhenyi's store, Uncle Dou was given priority and was asked to come to the pig farm to supplement the family income.
When Aunt Dou and the others found out, they were extremely grateful.
The other person is Zhou Nan, the father of Zhou Xiaohua next door, who is also a hardworking person.
When Wen Zhenyi went there, he met many children in the village carrying pig feed to sell on the pig farm.
"Sister Wen." Gousheng immediately became happy when he saw her.
Wen Zhenyi looked at Gousheng, who had grown taller, and asked, "Why are you here?"
Gousheng scratched his head and said, "I'm going to pick some grass for the pigs."
Wen Zhenyi glanced at the pig grass in the basket on his back and said, "We've got quite a bit."
"There are fewer pigs to hunt now. Many children in the village come out to pick grass for pigs to sell, so it's not as easy to hunt as before." Gousheng looked frustrated.
"This is already very good." Wen Zhenyi went to the pig farm with them. Here, old man Wen was weighing pig grass for the children. If the weight was a little off, he would give it according to the agreed price.
The children are very grateful and will make up for it next time by giving more and not charging extra money.
Old Man Wen smiled and did not refuse. He put the pig feed aside and waited for Zhou Nan and Uncle Dou to come back and take it away.
"grandfather."
When Old Man Wen looked up, he saw Wen Zhenyi: "Yiyi, why are you back?"
"I missed you guys. Come back and stay for a few days."
Old Man Wen rolled his eyes and said, "I see you don't miss us, you want to come back for some secondary processing."
Wen Zhenyi chuckled: "Where's grandma?"
"Bathing the pigs and cleaning the farm."
"I'll go help." Wen Zhenyi let Gousheng queue up by himself, and then she ran to the pig farm.
Old Mrs. Wen took a brush, rolled up her sleeves, and combed the pigs in the pigsty.
Zhou Nan and Uncle Dou cleaned out all the feces in the pigpen, washed the ground with clean water, and kept the pigpen clean.
When Wen Zhen saw the three people, he rolled up his sleeves without saying a word and started helping with the work.
When Mrs. Wen saw her, she was startled: "Why did you come back?"
"Isn't this something?"
"Aren't you in no rush about your secondary processing?"
"I wasn't worried at first, but Heyuan sent me a lot of lotus roots, so I started to get anxious."
Uncle Dou and Uncle Zhou Nan cleaned this pigpen and then went to clean the one next door.
Old Lady Wen and Wen Zhenyi took brushes and brushed the pigs in the pigsty.
After working for a long time, the two of them finally cleaned up all the pigs in the pigsty.
Old Lady Wen slowly straightened her waist and pounded her waist a few times with her hands: "I am old and useless. My waist aches when I move a little."
Wen Zhenyi put down the brush in his hand and helped her sit outside: "Grandma, sit for a while, I'll massage you." As he said that, he gently massaged her waist.
Mrs. Wen felt the tension in her waist disappear a lot: "It's okay, Yiyi, you've been tired for a long time, take a rest."
Wen Zhenyi sat next to her: "Grandma, please invite two more people."
"No need. Actually, these words were spoken by your uncle Dou and his men. I just couldn't sit still, so I gave them a hand."
"If you're too busy, just hire two more people. I can still afford this salary."
Mrs. Wen smiled and nodded. "I know you can afford it. Your shop can make a lot of money every month, but the expenses are not small either. You have to spend a lot on employee wages."
"Grandma, I haven't given out much of this. This is just small change."
"It's a small amount of money. Several piglets died this time, which means we lost a few taels of silver."
"Grandma, how heavy was the pig Dad and his friends killed today?"
"350 kilograms, that's a lot of meat, mostly fat. I just don't know how it will sell."
"Don't worry, you'll know when Dad and the others come back."
"Now that you're back, if there's any leftovers, will Xiao Taozi and the others take care of them if we send them to the store?"
Wen Zhenyi was not worried about this problem at all. After all, the town had been out of pork for a long time, and even the most difficult to process pig offal would probably not be left for them.
Sure enough, when Wen Chengwen and the others came back, there was no pork left.
Ma Yinghe was not surprised to see Wen Zhenyi. When they went to the store, Zhu Tao had already told them that Wen Zhenyi had returned to the village: "Yiyi, there is nothing left today."
"I've already guessed it. No one has seen pork for such a long time. Now that they can buy some cheap pork and satisfy their hunger, how can they let it go?"
"That's right. We just arrived at the market, and as soon as they saw there was pork, they surrounded our stall and the owners of the beef and mutton stalls nearby were all staring with wide eyes."
Wen Chengwen patted the dirt off his legs with the towel on his shoulder: "There were so many people that we almost got into a fight. Fortunately, there was a lot of pork today, especially a lot of fat, which saved us a lot of trouble."
"Many people found out the news a little late and didn't buy it. They also asked your father if he would sell pork tomorrow." Ma Yinghe said with a smile.
Wen Zhenyi looked at the adult pigs in the pigpen. There were fifteen sows and only five boars. Although the piglets were growing fast now, it would take another four or five months before they could be slaughtered.
In addition to the five or six piglets that died before, there are not many left.
They also have to keep some breeding pigs, otherwise there is no way to make the sows pregnant and give birth.
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