Chapter 119: Dad, let’s raise pigs!
"Dad, you went to see Second Uncle empty-handed, and then you brought back so many things?"
Sang Yu was even more shocked, this time at her father's shamelessness. How thick-skinned must he be to do such a thing?
The straight back she had held when selling candy last time was broken in an instant by her father.
I had originally thought that I owed the Sang family nothing, but now I owe them a big favor.
"I didn't go empty-handed," Sang Yongjing said the truth a little embarrassedly. "I couldn't bear to spend even a tael of silver, so I asked your grandmother for some copper coins and bought some cakes and candied fruits to bring with me."
In the past, he could easily give a tael of silver to his servants as a reward, but now, after working hard to earn the money, he kept it in his heart and was reluctant to spend it.
So before leaving, he asked Mrs. Shi for some copper coins, bought some cakes and candied fruits, and then went to visit Sang Yongnian.
Although he ate most of the cakes himself, his second brother accepted the candied fruits. It happened that he had to take medicine every day, and eating some candied fruits could remove the bitterness in his mouth.
"You can't take so many things from others for free!" Sang Yu frowned and calculated the price of the things on the ground, thinking that he would convert them into money and return them to Sang Yongnian next time he met him.
Vegetables are not expensive, you can buy a bunch of them for a few cents. What is really expensive is the pork, which looks like it weighs more than ten pounds.
The last time Sang Yu passed by a pork stall, he asked the price. The price of pork ranged from thirty to fifty cents, and the specific price depended on the part of the pork.
Even if calculated at the cheapest thirty wen, that piece of meat is roughly estimated to be fifteen pounds, which adds up to four hundred and fifty wen, nearly half a tael of silver!
"Dad, you are really a good dad to me. It's rare for me to let you go out alone, and you bring me back this big trouble." When saying this, Sang Yu gritted his teeth, wishing he could bite Sang Yongjing twice on the spot.
She worked hard to earn more than four taels of silver, and he spent half a tael easily.
"Your second uncle said that the store can't consume so much meat and vegetables. By tomorrow, they won't be fresh and can't be sold to customers. He asked me to take it back to eat. It can be considered as a filial piety to your grandmother, so it's not in vain."
Sang Yongjing hurriedly explained that he had not thought about it carefully at the time and just believed whatever Sang Yongnian said.
Sang Yu sneered, "Dad, if you had used your brain, wouldn't you have taken the leftover vegetables and meat from the restaurant back home to eat?"
The Sang family is currently short of money. Not to mention the unsold vegetables, even if the leftover scraps are taken back to the servants to eat, the masters will not think there is anything wrong with it.
No matter how angry you are, after all, Sang Yongjing's starting point is still good. Besides, the meat has already been brought home and you can't send it back.
Sang Yu sighed and asked him, "Did Second Uncle ask you to tell me anything? How can I better attract business?"
Sang Yongjing, who had been drooping his head, suddenly raised his head and stared at her with shining eyes: "Yu'er, how did you know?"
"Hehe, if you need help from someone, you naturally have to give them a generous gift." Sang Yu didn't remember that his father had such a good relationship with his second uncle that he could casually give him more than ten pounds of pork.
You know, even though Sang Yongnian is now managing the restaurant, the real owner of the restaurant is still Sang Yongfeng.
If it weren't for something he asked for, Sang Yu estimated that his father could only bring back two kilograms of meat at most, and that was only because of his grandmother's face.
"Okay, we'll take the meat, but only this time. We won't take it again next time, no matter what."
Sang Yu also plans to open a restaurant, but he doesn't want his future competitors to know his secrets.
"What's the method?" Sang Yongjing asked in a low voice, without holding out much hope.
Sang Yu said something surprising: "I have it. I will go with you to see Second Uncle tomorrow."
Her mind is filled with all kinds of delicacies and skills developed with painstaking efforts of generations. Any one of them is enough to give a restaurant a foothold.
Although she was not happy to let the Sang family make money, it was because her father had already accepted the gifts.
"Then how are we going to eat this pork?" Sang Yongjing was thinking about this on his way back with the bamboo basket on his back.
At noon, he had lunch with Sang Yongnian in a restaurant, but he always felt that the food was not tasty enough and was not as good as what Sang Yu cooked.
"Let me think about it." Sang Yu picked up the wrapped piece of pork and uncovered the oilcloth on the surface. When he saw the dark red pork underneath, he was stunned. Could it be that the pig was not bled when it was slaughtered?
As expected, the pig skin was reddish in color, with scattered blood clots in the white fat layer. If you sniffed closely, you could smell a distinct fishy odor.
"Dad, is this the pork we usually eat?"
Sang Yu felt that since Sang Yongnian had something to ask for, he would not deliberately give them inferior meat that had not been bled. It was more likely that there was no concept of bleeding pork nowadays.
"Yes, it's not tasty. It has a fishy smell." Sang Yongjing nodded very naturally. In his impression, all pork tastes the same no matter how it is cooked - it tastes bad.
"So which kind of meat do people generally eat more?" Sang Yu asked with shining eyes. She vaguely saw unlimited business opportunities.
Sang Yongjing didn't even think twice and said directly, "Mutton and chicken. Few of the upper class in Beijing eat pork. They think it's cheap food only eaten by common people."
After saying that, he stole a glance at Sang Yu and asked cautiously, "Yu'er, can you make it delicious?"
Sang Yu was completely immersed in his own thoughts at this time. It seemed that the technology of castrating pigs was not yet popular in that era, and people didn't even know to bleed the pigs when slaughtering them, which led to low pork prices.
She was silent for a while, then suddenly looked up, her eyes sparkling: "Dad, let's raise pigs!"
"Okay..." Sang Yongjing froze as he finished saying the word. What? What had he heard? His daughter said she wanted to raise pigs?
"I think pork has huge market potential. If we can expand and become stronger, we will definitely become a well-known pig farming king in the future."
The more Sang Yu thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was a good one. Raising pigs, slaughtering them, cutting them into pork, and then making it into a restaurant specialty would definitely attract a large number of people to dine.
By opening more branches and expanding the scale of pig farming, sooner or later everyone in the Daying Dynasty will know that pork is not bad at all.
"Yu'er, this is absolutely not allowed." Sang Yongjing panicked and tried to persuade her quickly.
Sang Yu was puzzled: "Why not?"
"Putting aside other things, your eldest brother will have to take the imperial examination in the future. If other candidates knew that his family made money by raising pigs, they would look down on him."
Sang Yongjing's words were absolutely true. Scholars generally believed that pork was unclean, and influenced by the Confucian idea that "a gentleman should not eat rich food", that is, not eat the internal organs of pigs and dogs, they advocated eating mutton.
Even if you are seen eating pork, you will be ostracized and marginalized, not to mention coming from a pig-raising family.
After his explanation, Sang Yu had to temporarily give up the idea of getting rich by raising pigs.
She felt that Sang Xingjia was smart and might really be able to embark on a career in politics. By then, every move of their family would become a constraint on him.
She wanted to make a fortune in business, and having more support at home was better than giving away money to unreliable outsiders.
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