Baiweilou.
Manager Jiang watched with a smile as the newly hired accountant did the accounting.
"Manager, our income has been around one or two hundred taels these past few days."
Wow!
Manager Jiang smiled broadly.
"It's all thanks to braised pork and gourd chicken, no, now it's called lotus leaf chicken."
Thinking of this, he thought of that farmer.
"No, I need to go to Qingxia Village as soon as possible to buy some rice, flour, and cooking oil, and visit Boss Chen."
If it weren't for him, how could I have so easily attracted the customers of Taoranju? He wasn't afraid of the price war with braised pork at all; he had already bought dozens or even hundreds of pigs before the price of pork went up.
I even know quite a few pig farm owners.
What excited him even more was that he had been caught in a moral dilemma for a long time.
Should we copy someone else's family heirloom recipe? As the price war intensifies, competitors, lacking any sense of ethics, bribe their accountants, starting with copying the recipe for braised pork.
He suddenly smiled again.
"Well... I don't feel any moral pressure anymore. You... forced me first."
Suddenly, a noisy commotion came from outside.
"Yang Xiaoshu, where have you been? Don't you know you should be looking after the newly bought piglets?"
A butcher was shoving a teenager on the street.
Butcher Zhou was quite famous in the area.
Looking at the timid young man, Manager Jiang suddenly felt a pang of emotion.
"It seems that Pork Zhou is taking out all his anger at not being able to earn another penny on that boy."
Suddenly, it moved again.
"He was a pitiful person after all."
“Butcher Zhou, I think Yang Xiaoshu is having a hard time at your pig farm. Why don’t you come and work as a waiter for me at the restaurant?”
Butcher Zhou gave an awkward smile.
“That’s not appropriate. I’ve raised Xiaoshu from a cub to a baby. My pig farm really can’t function without him.”
Manager Jiang said impatiently, "Name your price."
Butcher Zhou rubbed his hands together excitedly.
"Fifty taels."
Manager Jiang coldly uttered a sentence.
"roll."
Five taels.
Butcher Zhou gave an awkward smile.
"Shopkeeper, Yang Xiaoshu has been with me for many years, and we have a deep bond. It's not appropriate."
"Ten taels."
Butcher Zhou swallowed hard and exclaimed excitedly, "Done!"
Yang Xiaoshu looked completely bewildered.
Manager Jiang said calmly, "Come on, young man, follow me from now on. I won't talk about great wealth and status, but at least I'll let you live with dignity."
The boy, who had been timid and hesitant, seemed to have a glint in his eyes and solemnly called out to Butcher Zhou.
"Uncle Zhou, I'm leaving."
Butcher Zhou ignored him completely, only looking at the gleaming silver in his hand.
He waved his hand dismissively and said, "Get lost. Don't ever look for me again, no matter what happens, we have nothing to do with each other."
The onlookers laughed and mocked.
"Damn it, Pork Zhou is really smug. This kid has done a lot of work for his family's pig farm. In the past few years, he has saved about ten taels of silver in labor costs alone. He does most of the work at his farm. Let's go, he's even made Zhou the butcher a fortune."
Yang Xiaoshu followed Manager Jiang in a daze.
"Shopkeeper, has Uncle Chen not come to town recently?"
Manager Jiang glanced at him with a puzzled look, then became curious.
"What, didn't you just meet Boss Chen a few days ago? Why are you so concerned about him?"
The boy was quite shy and chuckled awkwardly a few times.
"Uncle Chen and his family are all good people."
Manager Jiang seemed to suddenly remember something and exclaimed in surprise. He had seen Chen Erzhu and Chen Dazhu of the Chen family before, and they used to talk to the boy from time to time at the pig farm.
He initially thought this was a familiar way of life unique to teenagers.
Looking back now, it suddenly feels like everything makes perfect sense.
No way, Boss Chen started planning this beforehand. He not only had his eye on Butcher Zhou's pigs, but he also had his eye on Zhou himself.
A chilling sensation rushed straight to my tailbone.
With a determined look in his eyes, he muttered to himself, "Even if this person cannot be a friend, he certainly cannot be an enemy."
They circled around Yang Xiaoshu and looked at him.
Amazing!
"My goodness, she thinks three steps ahead before taking a single one..."
Yang Xiaoshu touched his head in a daze.
Manager Jiang chuckled, patted his head, and spoke in a calm tone.
"Young man, do you know what kind of gold Butcher Zhou lost?"
A look of bewilderment flickered in Yang Xiaoshu's large, innocent eyes.
I have no idea what this eccentric Manager Jiang is talking about.
Zhou the butcher looked smug from a distance.
Where else can you find such a good deal? You just picked up a beggar, raised him for several years without paying him a penny, and then sold him for ten taels of silver.
I'm such a money-making genius.
Humming a little tune, he went to the nearby liquor store to buy some wine.
...
Qingxia Village.
Zhang Daguang was busy for a long time.
Covered in mud, I was a little tired, but I felt full of energy.
Climbing up and down the ladder.
It was noon soon.
People are talking about it.
"Hey, don't let Da Guang's usual carefree attitude fool you. When it comes to serious matters, he's fearless. Look at his room, it's really well-organized."
The new bride in Chenjia Village has been in the village for more than two months. The young men in the village are taking advantage of the time after the busy farming season to renovate their houses.
A while ago, the village had a heavy rain. Not only were the roads muddy, but the houses were also leaking everywhere. There was no room to step inside the houses, and there was no dry spot. It was all sticky and wet, and even the reed mats were soaked.
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