Zhao Suixin was also puzzled by this. He asked them why, and they said, "The Wuniuzhuang brigade can't even keep up with the number of cattle they have. They think that donkeys eat a lot and do little work, so it's not worth it to raise them."
"Can we not kill it? This donkey looks like it could be used for grinding grain!"
As soon as Liu Yuliang uttered those words, the donkey seemed to understand human speech, stiffening its neck and braying loudly to the sky a few times.
"Ahhh—uh—"
Zhao Suixin hesitated and asked Liu Yuliang to consult Li Jin, while he slaughtered the sheep under the lamplight.
Tomorrow, the slaughterhouse workers will split into two groups: one group will deliver hides to the Juedian Leather Factory, and the other group will continue to buy cattle and sheep.
Juedian Leather Factory settles accounts in cash. By delivering the goods, they get their funds back, and their cash flow is ready to circulate.
Slaughtering cattle is a very cruel thing.
As Zhao Suixin approached the old ox with the knife, tears welled up in its eyes. Unable to bear the sight, Zhao Suixin covered its eyes with both hands. With a swift, cold glint of the knife, the old ox fell to the ground.
When he had finished slaughtering one cow and five sheep, Liu Yuliang came running over, panting.
Spare the donkey—spare the donkey—
He had just found Li Jin, who was inspecting the construction progress at the new residential area, and got his permission before immediately running back to find Zhao Suixin.
The donkey, having narrowly escaped death, walked intimately beside Liu Yuliang, not daring to stray even a step away.
Liu Yuliang tied it to the livestock shed, put feed in the trough, scattered in a basket of hay, and patted its big head. "Goodness, you were scared, weren't you? You're lucky you met me, otherwise you'd be a bowl of donkey meat by now!"
He talked on and on with the donkey for a long time, then looked at each of the animals in the shed and added some bean cake to each of their troughs.
"Don't blame us. We feed you and give you water. When you grow up, it's your fate to be killed and eaten. After we die, when we're buried in the ground, our flesh and blood will turn into fertilizer, and grass will grow. Then you'll be the ones to eat us..."
The cycle of nature may only be able to form a closed loop at this moment.
No matter how reluctant they were, the slaughterhouse business continued to thrive.
As the number of cattle, sheep, and donkeys acquired increased, Zhao Suixin and his team couldn't keep up with the slaughtering, so they temporarily built a livestock shed and put the animals waiting to be slaughtered inside.
Liu Yuliang would get up early and work late every day to cut grass in the fields, gathering several baskets to feed the livestock.
"Eat up, eat up! Let's die well before we go!"
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Zhao Suixin and his colleagues deliver fresh beef and mutton to the county every day to sell. Any unsold meat is sent to a food factory to be made into braised beef and braised mutton canned goods.
If there's any left over, Li Lan will use it to make braised beef, braised donkey meat, and braised mutton.
These meats were taken to the Huichuan market and sold exceptionally well, always selling out completely.
With the current relaxed policies, many people are embarking on a revolution, primarily focused on making money.
Money started flowing like water, and everyone was willing to spend money to satisfy their appetites.
Therefore, the braised meat from Baiyanghe Food Factory dominated the markets of several counties within a radius of 100 miles.
In no time, the name of Baiyanghe braised pork became widely known through word of mouth.
Some old men also like to buy a few ounces, slice them thinly, and divide them into several meals as snacks with their drinks.
However, there are only so many people, and their purchasing power is also limited. If their businesses are doing well, it will naturally affect the businesses of others.
Sure enough, they had just gone to a market in Xiaocheng County when they were harassed by the people from the Xiaocheng County State-owned Supply and Marketing Cooperative.
Zhao Suixin took a sip of water. "That burly guy with a fierce face stopped the people who wanted to buy meat and insisted that we show our documents, saying that we were operating without a license."
"I quickly showed them our food factory's business license and food business permit, and only then did they leave, still feeling indignant."
Recalling the terrifying scene from that morning, Zhao Suixin still felt lingering fear. He was the leader at the time, and no matter how scared he was, he could only hold on.
If he backs down, then Li Jiapo's braised meat business will be over in the future!
Fortunately, every time they went to other counties to sell braised meat, Li Xiangdong would remind them to bring their identification documents, just in case someone made things difficult for them.
Besides, times have changed. The country is now encouraging economic revitalization. If it were before, their goods would definitely have been confiscated by the supply and marketing cooperative...
Li Jin was very satisfied with Zhao Suixin's handling of the situation. "He's a real man! We're operating legally and reasonably, so it's not like we're trying to sabotage their business. It's fair competition!"
Li Xiangdong said, "Uncle Suixin, you did a great job! It's right for us to stand up for ourselves when others make things difficult for us, otherwise they will definitely look down on us! However, we can't be tough all the time."
"Next time I go to Xiaocheng County, I'll buy a few pounds of braised meat and give some to the people at the supply and marketing cooperative to try."
"They're doing business with the government; whether they sell a lot or a little, their wages remain the same. If we take the initiative to be friendly, I believe they won't cause us any more trouble!"
Zhao Suixin suddenly realized, it really is true!
Having learned valuable lessons from Li Xiangdong, Zhao Suixin was back to work with renewed energy!
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Recently, there's been so much offal from sheep, beef, and donkey in Lijiapo that we can't eat it all. If we were to sell it, we'd have to go through the trouble of cleaning it, and people wouldn't be willing to pay a good price.
Li Jin simply ordered Li Chang to lead people to cook offal soup every day: mutton offal soup on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays; beef offal soup on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays; and donkey offal soup on Sundays.
As a result, the fragrance from Lijiapo could travel for ten miles every evening!
The two large pots for making offal soup were set up under the old locust tree at the brigade headquarters. Li Chang used a secret recipe passed down from his father to make it. Every day, half a pot of soup was reserved as a starter to make the offal soup for the next day.
Li Chang's offal soup is rich in meat flavor, with a mellow taste and an unforgettable aftertaste.
In Lijiapo, local villagers pay five cents a bowl for offal soup, with unlimited refills. People from other villages pay ten cents a bowl, with three refills. Construction workers who come to Lijiapo to work also enjoy the same treatment as local villagers.
So as soon as the aroma of offal soup wafted out in the evening, everyone would take a bowl, a piece of flatbread from home, and head to the old locust tree for dinner.
After the first bowl of hot mutton offal soup, I felt completely comfortable. Then I broke the flatbread into small pieces and threw them into the second bowl of soup, slurping them down. By the third bowl, the soup was gone, and dinner was sorted.
Construction workers from other brigades wanted to take a bowl of mutton offal soup home, and Li Jin allowed them to take it with them.
Some villagers disagreed, saying, "Although they are paid for their work, if we treat them well, they will be grateful and do their best to build houses for us!"
In short, the business of buying and selling hides and braised meat was booming and indeed brought the brigade a considerable income in a short time!
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