Chapter 469 Eight articles!
The old sheep head was a little anxious. Seeing that the buns in front of him were almost finished, he couldn't help chatting with a man next to him before hearing the news he wanted to hear.
"Brother, what are these robbers you're talking about? I just came to town from the village to buy some things. Is this dangerous?"
The man was the one who knew the most information just now. He was quite enthusiastic. Seeing the old sheep head asking questions, he did not hide anything and answered directly: "No, the robbers have been arrested. The officers and soldiers were afraid that they had accomplices, so they left people here to watch. However, the inn where the robbers lived was temporarily sealed. I heard that there were several other people living there last night. When the officers and soldiers came, those people disappeared. Don’t you think it’s strange?"
"The officers and soldiers suspected that those people were either killed by the robbers, or they were accomplices of the robbers who escaped in advance after hearing the news. The officers and soldiers are looking for the store owner to draw their portraits and are preparing to search the whole town for them."
The old sheephead began to wonder in his heart, could the people who escaped that the man was talking about be the second and third Wan brothers?
However, the old sheephead did not say anything, but continued to inquire.
"Hey, I want to buy some mutton today. My wife is craving for mutton hotpot. Do you know where I can buy it? I see that there are not many people setting up stalls in this town today, and I don't see anyone selling mutton."
The man was immediately happy when he heard this. "You've asked the right person. I heard that mutton is much cheaper this year, about 20% cheaper than in previous years. It's the right time for you to buy mutton now. But the mutton seller is not at the stall today. I know where they are. How about I take you there?"
The old sheep head didn't really want to buy meat. When he heard this, his face changed suddenly and his heart skipped a beat. What this man said was the same as what Mr. Yan said. It seems that there are really more sheep this year.
The old sheep was not in a good mood and quickly refused, "No, no, you just need to tell me the place and I'll go by myself."
The man then pointed a place to the old sheephead.
After thanking him, the old sheep head left without staying.
He had been planning to find someone to buy the sheep himself last night and use all his previous connections, but for some reason, his own sheep gave birth to a lot of sheep this year, so he had to quickly sell all the adult sheep this year, otherwise his family would lose money. So many mouths need a lot of grass every day, and if he feeds them one more day, he will lose one more day, and no matter how big the adult sheep grow, there will not be much change.
Old Sheephead knows the accounts better than anyone else. He now regards the price of ten cents per catty given to him by Jia Yanbing as his last resort.
He drove the ox cart to the house of the mutton seller. The man was a butcher and a mutton dealer. He always bought sheep from other people and slaughtered them to make a living in the town.
After the old sheephead stopped the ox cart, he went forward and knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was a burly man, with a strong build and a leather apron. It was such a cold day, and he was only wearing a padded jacket. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he was holding a knife in his hand, with blood stains on it. The old sheep boss guessed that he was slaughtering a sheep.
"Boss, I want to buy some mutton. I heard that your house is here, so I came here."
The big man took a look at the old sheep's head and felt that it looked familiar, but he didn't think much about it. He thought it might be an old customer who had bought mutton from his family before.
"Yes, it's still hot. Come in." The man's voice was rough, like that of a murderer.
The old sheephead followed the man into the yard. A smell of blood hit him in the face. He saw several freshly slaughtered sheep hanging in the yard, some still dripping blood. There were several sheepskins piled on the ground that had not been processed yet.
"These were just slaughtered. You can choose whichever part you like and I will cut it for you."
The old sheep head didn't really come to buy sheep, he just came to gather information. Now, it seems that he has no choice but to buy a pound of mutton.
"How much is this mutton per pound?" asked the old sheep chief, pointing at the mutton hanging on the rack.
"Seventeen cents a pound, take whatever you like."
The old sheep's heart skipped a beat. So cheap? In previous years, he sold it for more than 20 wen per jin. Could it be that what Mr. Yan said was true?
The old sheep should have been delighted to hear the price, but now he is not happy.
The man saw that the old sheep head looked a little strange, so he asked, "Brother, what's wrong? Do you think it's too expensive?"
The old sheep quickly waved his hands, "No, no, I just wonder why mutton is so cheap this year? Is your sheep sick?"
The man got angry when he heard this. He still held the skinning knife in his hand and pointed at the old sheep head and said angrily: "What are you talking about? We are doing an honest business. What are you trying to do by slandering us?"
When the old sheep saw the knife in the man's hand, he couldn't help but take a few steps back. He felt the pain in his wound again.
"No, no, I'm just making it up. I'm not saying there's anything wrong with your mutton. I'm just wondering why it's so cheap."
The old sheep head hurriedly explained, fearing that the man's skinning knife would stab him in the face.
The man also realized that his behavior seemed inappropriate and quickly put down the knife in his hand.
The old sheep's face finally returned to normal.
"I've only heard of people complaining that meat is expensive, but I've never heard of people complaining that meat is cheap. But since you asked, I'll tell you the truth. I bought this mutton from sheep traders from the west. They drove thousands of sheep to the county town. I happened to see them yesterday when I went to the county town, so I bought a few and brought them back. Because the price is cheap, I naturally sell it at a low price too."
"Boss, now I understand. Is it because there are more sheep this year? I heard that too."
The big man nodded. "That's what you mean. As for why, we ordinary people don't know either. We just want to eat cheap mutton."
The old sheep also smiled and said, "Yes, it is indeed cheaper than in previous years. Then give me a pound."
The old sheep head pointed at the lamb leg meat and said, "Give me a pound of lamb leg meat."
The old sheep head saw that the lamb leg was quite fat, with a layer of white fat covering the red lean meat. He decided to buy a pound to try it. After eating mutton raised at home for so many years, this was the first time he had eaten mutton raised at someone else's.
The big man cut a pound of mutton for the old sheephead without saying a word. He weighed it on the scale and found it was exactly one pound, no more, no less.
"Boss, your aim is pretty good." Old Sheephead couldn't help but admire him.
The big man laughed and said, "Nothing special, just practice makes perfect."
"Boss, how much is one pound of live sheep that you import?"
"Why are you asking this?" The big man became a little alert.
The old sheep head laughed and said, "Nothing, I just asked out of curiosity."
But the big man was also a honest man. "I won't hide it from you. I wanted a lot of live sheep, so they charged me eight cents a pound. But it took me a lot of effort to get it back, and the meat I slaughtered is only about 60% to 70%, so it's just hard-earned money."
The old sheep secretly smacked his lips. Eight cents! Compared to the ten cents Mr. Yan gave him, he still made a lot of money.
After the old sheephead had figured out what was going on, he immediately paid the money and drove the ox cart back.
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