Bai Jiaojiao didn't know how to save Shen Heng, so she could only half-heartedly go along with Shen Heng's whims.
Faced with Shen Heng's fierce attack, Bai Jiaojiao instinctively stepped back, her head hitting the wall.
Shen Heng reached out and protected Bai Jiaojiao's head: "Jiaojiao, hold me tight."
It was already dark. Bai Jiaojiao hummed twice, then straightened up and hugged Shen Heng, letting him do as he pleased.
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Bai Jiaojiao and Shen Heng went to the brigade leader's house together. When Zheng Xu saw them arrive, he unusually asked politely, "Have you eaten?"
Shen Heng glanced at the dishes on the table that hadn't been cleared away yet. It was a plate of pickled radish. He remembered that his wife had made him a fragrant stew of radish and dried fish for lunch today, and he was overjoyed.
They're all radishes, but the different cooking methods result in vastly different flavors.
They're all men, but their wives are different, and their lives are worlds apart!
Shen Heng replied smugly, "I've already eaten."
For some reason, Zheng Xu could see a great deal of pride on Shen Heng's face.
The monk, completely bewildered, asked, "What brings you here?"
Bai Jiaojiao explained her purpose: "Captain, now that the village has planted sweet potatoes and peanuts, there won't be much work to do for the next two months. I remembered reading a book on pig farming in school, which included some methods. I think our village can give it a try these days."
The copy that Bai Jiaojiao gave to Zheng Xu was a draft that she had already made beforehand.
From breeding to becoming a breeding ground, the details are listed very thoroughly.
Books are the most precious thing now. In previous years, countless books were burned. They couldn't even get a book about technology.
Zheng Xu took it as if it were a treasure, and read two lines: "Is this accurate? Did you remember it clearly? This is not a joke."
Because of her performance during the autumn harvest, Zheng Xu still trusted Bai Jiaojiao in terms of advanced knowledge.
After all, Bai Jiaojiao not only received a lot of education, but also lived in a big city; she's seen the world.
"Everything written here is what I've confirmed. There's a page at the back that I don't remember very well. If it's allowed, we can try it out during the breeding process."
Zheng Xu flipped through the pages and, sure enough, the last page was different from the previous ones. Instead of listing the steps in a guiding manner, it contained ambiguous guesses.
Bai Jiaojiao's actions made Zheng Xu trust her even more, and he felt that the information she had was very reliable.
"You put your heart into it."
Among all the production brigades in their town, none of them have managed to raise pigs well, so pork is still quite expensive in their area.
If we can raise a few fat pigs this year, then, to say nothing of anything else, the villagers of Shili Village will be able to have at least one meal of meat dumplings.
Zheng Xu glanced at it briefly and found that Bai Jiaojiao's suggestion, apart from requiring more manpower, didn't cost much.
"Let's talk about introducing piglets later. Let's try it with the five pigs in our village's pigsty first. If it's effective, then everyone in our village can raise them."
“Captain, if the village can raise a group of pigs on a large scale, it will generate income for the village. The money can be used to build roads and canals, so that at least the children in our village will have an easier time walking to school in town.”
Upon hearing Bai Jiaojiao's description, Zheng Xu became excited: "That's right! Now that the village has money, the first thing they'll use is to repair the road! But even a piglet isn't cheap, so let's wait until the New Year when our village's sows can give birth. As for large-scale farming, I need to see results before I can make a decision. That's settled then!"
As the saying goes, good things come to those who wait. As the brigade leader, Zheng Xu is definitely responsible for the village and cannot let himself be swayed by a few words.
Bai Jiaojiao knew this would be the outcome, so she said, "Captain, if you're not comfortable with that, we can breed them ourselves. But we need to choose the breeding pigs carefully; we can't just use the boars from our village's pigsty."
"Why? There's a boar in our village that's bigger than the other two..." Zheng Xu shook his head. "Sigh, it's a pity it was castrated."
Castrated boars grow bigger and their meat doesn't have a gamey smell. Generally, pigs raised at home are castrated.
Bai Jiaojiao explained, "The pigs in our village are all related, but they can't produce strong piglets. The more distant the relationship between the parents, the better the offspring they produce."
The brigade leader thought Bai Jiaojiao's words made sense: "That's right, your mother's hometown is not in our area. Look at you brothers and sisters, you are all good-looking."
Bai Jiaojiao had heard Bai Shiqing mention before that her mother was from Yancheng. The two met when her father was serving in the army in Yancheng. Later, after her father retired from the army, her mother followed him to Shili Village.
“That’s called hybrid vigor,” Bai Jiaojiao said.
"What kind of bastard are you? How dare you talk like that?"
Zheng Xu looked at Bai Jiaojiao and thought to himself, "Luckily, it was her who said it herself. If someone had called her a bastard, would she have been able to stand up for herself? Would Shen Heng next to her have been able to stand up for himself?"
Bai Jiaojiao said awkwardly, "I wasn't talking about us sisters, I was talking about pigs."
The terms in the book are like this, and Bai Jiaojiao can't change them arbitrarily.
Zheng Xu was convinced by Bai Jiaojiao anyway, and waved his hand: "I'll go and inquire in the next couple of days to see which village has good-quality breeding pigs."
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Captain. If possible, please let me know once you get the news, and I'd like to go and take a look."
“That’s no problem. It’s a good thing that you’re willing to contribute to the village.”
Zheng Xu's opinion of Bai Jiaojiao has changed. She is lazy when she wants to be lazy, but she is hardworking when she wants to be hardworking. She has made contributions to the village. She just didn't have the opportunity to show her abilities in the first two years because she was unfamiliar with the place.
The two bid farewell to the brigade leader and took a stroll around the village's pigsty.
Old Xu, who was in charge of feeding the pigs in the village, was a lean, tall man in his fifties. He had a piece of wood tied to his left leg below the knee to make it stand up. Like Bai Zhiman, he was a retired veteran, but he had actually been on the battlefield and had lost half of his leg in an explosion.
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