Tan Dingguo never expected that Fu Hongxing would actually let those people raise pigs.
However, he was also quite troubled by the fact that he seemed to be failing to meet the quota for raising pigs every year.
"Pigs are probably not that easy to raise, and those people wouldn't agree to it!"
Tan Dingguo said to Fu Hongxing with some irritation.
"Of course. When you were raising chickens and ducks, didn't you ever worry about what would happen if they got a disease?"
No matter what you raise, there will always be risks.
Since those people want to get involved, let's just tell them about raising pigs.
I believe that once their money is invested, even if those are pigs, they will definitely treat them like VIPs.
Moreover, Uncle Tan, you mainly wanted to appease them because they are part of the village.
But you also need to think it through, since more villagers are investing in the breeding farm.
If we discourage so many people in the village, then it will be a loss that outweighs the gains.
After all, as long as they fatten up the pigs, they can get a share of the money after selling them.
In the past, even if the pigs were fattened up, the meat would never go to the pig farmers.
As long as the work points for raising pigs are paid every day, that's fine.
But now, they've paid for it; if the pig gains an extra pound, they'll get an extra pound of money.
Under such circumstances, how could they possibly let the pigs go hungry one day and full the next?
Hearing Fu Hongxing say that, Tan Dingguo shuddered.
He genuinely wanted to give those twenty or thirty households face, so that they wouldn't cause him any trouble later.
But he subconsciously forgot that there were many more villagers who had contributed money and effort before!
If those people disagree and he insists on doing things his own way, how much will he lose the support of the people?
Thinking of this, cold sweat poured down Tan Dingguo's forehead.
"Okay, we'll do it your way. If they're not willing, then forget it."
Having achieved his goal, Fu Hongxing bid farewell and went to work.
Tan Dingguo also went to the brigade headquarters and summoned all the families who had come to make a fuss.
The matter of raising pigs, which Fu Hongxing had mentioned, was brought to the forefront.
"You want us to raise pigs? No way, how can we raise pigs?"
Several families shook their heads upon hearing this.
You know, even my own family can only afford sweet potato soup, so where would we get pig feed to feed these piglets?
"This matter is just like a chicken and duck farm; participation is entirely voluntary."
Don't say I, as the village chief, didn't give you a chance. If you don't even seize this opportunity, don't be envious and jealous when others in the village make money and come begging to me.
Tan Dingguo, with droopy eyelids, spoke directly to everyone.
Upon hearing his words, several families couldn't help but feel a stirring in their hearts.
Thinking of the good news coming from the chicken and duck farms these past few days, more than twenty farms agreed without much hesitation.
However, there were three or four households that settled down and became holdouts.
They all had one thing in common: they had bought a lot of chicks and ducklings to raise at home.
Although most of them died and the remaining ones were sickly, it couldn't stop their ambitions.
Even if there aren't many chickens and ducks left, there are still about a dozen.
Once these animals are grown up, all you need to do every day is count the money.
Therefore, they were unwilling to take any more risks in response to the village chief's proposal, and another reason, of course, was that they had no money left because they had bought chicks and ducklings!
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