Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Even if the pork has risen a bit, it hasn't risen yet, and it's only eighty-nine cents a catty. If he doesn't sell it for a gross pig price of one yuan, he will have to go to the hospital to see if there is a tumor in his head.

But next year, even woolen pigs will not be able to buy at this price.

In [-], pork rose rapidly by more than one yuan, and by the end of the year it was basically maintained at around one or nine yuan.

In fact, after the Chinese New Year, a family with surplus food will raise 32 or [-] pigs, and by the end of the year, it will not be a problem at all to get a household worth [-] yuan.

"Where are you going?" An Lizhi, who was cooking in the kitchen, asked hurriedly when she saw that the man was taking Xiao Wan out.

It's time to eat, where are we going?

"Xiao Wan wants to buy a pig for someone else, so I'll take him to Li Shanhu's house to ask if his pig is for sale."

"Then come back quickly, it's time to eat."

This time, the two little tails did not follow Wan Feng, but turned into two little greedy cats and followed Han Guang's house, watching Han Guang's family open canned fish and meat.

Of course, it is beneficial to follow, at least one person got a small fish first to try something new.

"It's better than the fish in our river!" Zhan Shitou nodded while eating, really like a kitten eating fish.

Zhan Ling very much agrees with her younger brother's point of view, it is indeed better than the fish from the river.

When the two little cats finally got a taste of canned fish, Zhan Honggui brought Wan Feng to Li Shanhu's house in the south of the village.

After seeing Li Shanhu, he explained his purpose.

"Oh, I'm not ready to sell it yet." Li Shan looked at his 50-year-old appearance, and flicked his hands with a very unwilling expression.

At the end of the year, there will be pig dealers in the county who secretly come to collect pigs, and they can sell them for two or three cents more per catty.

A pig can sell five or six yuan more!

"Live bubble, Bamao! If you buy it, you nod your head and if you don't sell it, you shake your head." Wan Feng stated the conditions very simply.

It was getting dark and he was hungry, so he didn't have the time to write ink here.

At that time, the purchase price of woolen pigs was about [-] cents, and it would not exceed [-] cents at all by the end of the year. Wan Feng directly gave the other party a pork price.

Don't you just want to sell it for two dollars more?Watch me throw you to death with money.

I will give you the price of pork to buy your hairy pigs, see if you agree.

Li Shanhu was almost overjoyed on the spot, he never dreamed that the woolen pig would be sold for such a price.

Buying pork is only [-] cents more than a catty.

I agreed on the spot, and a fool wouldn't agree.

"I want the white haired one."

There are two pigs in Li Shanhu's pigsty, one black and one white, the white one is big and the black one is small.

Of course he wanted to buy a white-haired pig.

"Whichever you want, you have the final say!" Li Shanhu spewed out the fountain of joy from his heart, and he would have no objection if Wan Feng wanted both.

Both ends were sold for [-] cents a catty, and during the Chinese New Year he could spend a little more than [-] cents to buy a whole pig, and he would earn [-] cents a catty.

"Tomorrow morning we will bring people to slaughter the pigs. If you don't feed them in the morning, I will give you five cents per catty for pig food. If you do, the five cents will be gone."

If you don’t feed the hairy pigs, then it’s a ghost. Washing the intestines of the pigs that have been fed will take a lot of trouble.

Wan Feng directly took this loss into account, saving the other party even the excuse of feeding pigs.

When Li Shanhu heard this, there was another matter: "I promise not to feed a mouthful, whoever feeds it is the grandson."

"Then it's settled. We'll come over tomorrow morning. Brother Zhan, let's go back."

The two walked from the south of the village to the west of the village.

This time the two took a different path.

While walking, discuss the issue of killing pigs.

"Just kill him in this village? Won't you take him away?"

"Take it away, kill it and then take it away. Is there anyone in your village who kills pigs?"

"Zhang Hongquan is a butcher of pigs. That guy is very quick at butchering pigs. Two people and one pig can be chopped clean in an hour."

"How much does it cost to kill a pig?"

"Five dollars!"

It only costs five yuan for two people to kill a pig!

Before Wan Feng was reborn, the cost of killing a pig was already one hundred yuan, so that would not be bald, but if it was bald, it would be one hundred and thirty-one.

"Bring him tomorrow, and he's the one."

When they were talking, the two happened to pass by a five-room brick house.

This is probably the nicest house in the village.

"This is Zhu Jianjian." Zhan Honggui also introduced.

The two had just walked past the wall on the west side of Zhu Jianshe's house. When the door of Zhu Jianshe's house opened, Pig Urine Pao came out from inside.

"Look at you paralyzed!"

As soon as this guy came out of the house, he cursed at Wan Feng and Zhan Honggui.

"Who are you scolding?" Zhan Honggui replied on the spot.

"Curse anyone who answers!" Pig Urine Pao was not ambiguous at all.

Zhan Honggui opened his posture to quarrel with Zhu Uipao, but was pulled away by Wan Feng.

"Brother Zhan, what is your comparison with a Sha, let's go! Leave him alone!"

Wan Feng understands very well, wouldn't Shabi inquire in the village who he came to Slow Guitar Village with?

Just like this, Shabi sent him to prison for several years, and he didn't know how he got in.

Although Zhu Uiapao was still cursing from behind, Wan Feng and Zhan Honggui had already walked past Zhu Jianshe's house on the west side.

"Brother Zhan, your Lingzi said that your arm was interrupted by pig urine bubbles, is that true?"