After becoming a vicious stepmother, the villain cub is super clingy

Giving someone a rose leaves a lingering fragrance on your hands.

Jiang Tang was also very happy that the book was useful to the Li family.

The next day, Gu Chunhua brought a pot of pickled pork that she had made herself.

Jiang Tang was startled: "Sister-in-law, why are you bringing a pot of pork so early in the morning?"

"Are you here to thank me?" If that's the case, it would be too scary.

Gu Chunhua directly brought the basin to the kitchen: "I came here to thank you. This is the pickled pork we made at home. After the pork is fried, find an empty jar to put it in. It will last for the whole winter!"

Jiang Tang poked it with her hand and found that the pickled pork was a bit like the cured meat made by people in northern Shaanxi in her previous life.

"Sister-in-law, I won't be polite to you. I haven't made this before and I really don't know how to make it!"

"Why are you being polite? You gave us such a good book. My Baojun read it all night yesterday and went to town to buy medicine this morning!"

Gu Chunhua couldn't stop smiling when she thought of what her son said.

"Jiang Tang, my Baojun is just a small clerk in town. He works so hard every month and only gets paid half a tael of silver. He can't even take a leave!"

"His father and I have long wanted Baojun to find a new job, but we have never found the right one!"

"When we went to bed yesterday, Baojun said he wanted me to study the book carefully. He happened to have a litter of piglets at home, so he was thinking of selling a few and keeping a few!"

"There are still nearly four months until the Chinese New Year. A four-month-old pig, if well-fed, will weigh more than 100 kilograms!"

"The price of pork is the best before the New Year. When things are good, a pound of pork can go up to fifteen or sixteen copper coins. If we are lucky, we can sell several pigs. We work hard for four months and earn back what the whole family earns in a year!"

Last night Baojun only talked about pig farming, but Gu Chunhua actually didn't even do the math.

This morning she came back from selling pork, and Baojun talked about it in detail with his father. Only then did the family feel that this business seemed feasible.

When the weather gets warmer, grass will start to grow, and you can ask the children at home to cut grass to feed the pigs.

In winter, there are corn stalks and bran from grinding flour, which can be mixed together to feed pigs.

Even if a pig weighs 100 jin, one jin of pork is calculated as 12 copper coins, which is 12 liang. Five pigs will cost 6 liang of silver!

If the pork cannot be sold, you can sell the pigs to the butcher in town.

If the pork cannot be sold in town, there is still the county town. In short, the pork will not go bad in your hands.

There are only three months from now to the Chinese New Year, and even if we raise four piglets, it will cost nearly five taels of silver.

This is more than they earn from growing crops in a year.

If all goes well, they will raise ten at a time next year and sell them once every six months, which means they will have an income of at least ten taels of silver a year, which is something they never dared to dream of before.

Gu Chunhua couldn't hold back her excitement: "Jiang Tang, do you think I can raise this pig?"

"I can definitely raise it, but..."

"But what?"

Gu Chunhua's face suddenly turned bad.

She grabbed Jiang Tang's arm.

Jiang Tang said with a smile: "I mean your pig pen is too small. If you want to raise pigs on a large scale, you must first take good care of the hygiene."

"What do you mean?"

Gu Chunhua didn't understand.

How does pig farming have anything to do with hygiene?

Jiang Tang said carefully: "No matter what kind of poultry you raise, poultry will definitely get sick just like humans. You raise pigs, not chickens. If there is a plague, these pigs will be raised in vain!"

"So you must maintain good hygiene to prevent the plague!"

Gu Chunhua didn’t understand anything else, so even if she did, it would have been a waste of her time raising her.

His face turned anxious.

"Jiang Tang, what do you think we should do?"

"If you want to raise more than five pigs, you can build three more pigs in the same size of your pigpen. Basically, it will be two pigs in one pigpen!"

"Your pigs got sick this time because they were caught in the rain, so the roof must be well built, as strong and sturdy as the roof of a house where people live. It's best to extend it a little so that the pig pen won't get wet!"

"And the pigsty. Your current pigsty is fine when it doesn't rain, but once it rains it becomes muddy, and the pig manure mixes with rainwater, so it's easy to get sick!"

"So if you have the conditions, it's best to pave the floor of the pigpen with blue bricks!"

Gu Chunhua smacked her lips when she heard this.

There are only a few houses made of blue bricks in the entire Changtan Village, so their pigs moved in first.

When Gu Chunhua thought about how the villagers would laugh at them when the Li family went out if they really did that, she burst out laughing.

"No, I need to discuss this matter with my family, otherwise our family will become a laughing stock in the village!"

Jiang Tang guessed what Gu Chunhua was laughing at just now, and she could understand it.

Jiang Tang sent Gu Chunhua away, and as soon as he returned to the yard, he saw Bai Tong standing in the yard.

She was wearing a fluttering white dress, and the ribbons that tied her black hair and her black hair were flying in the wind.

The autumn wind was blowing, and this man was holding a white feather fan in his hand.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like you're just pretending.

Bai Tong saw Jiang Tang's gaze resting on him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Seeing the contempt in Jiang Tang's eyes, he threw the fan on the table.

"What's that look in your eyes? Am I ugly like this?"

Bai Tong himself didn't realize that when he, Jiang Tang, spoke, he always called himself "I".

“It’s not ugly, it’s pretentious!”

Pretending?

Bai Tong had never heard of this word. Looking at Jiang Tang's expression, his intuition told him that this was a bad word.

The smile disappeared from his face instantly.

"I didn't know you could raise pigs!" Bai Tong lay down on the recliner in the yard.

A few days ago, Mrs. Wang sewed a thin mattress the same size as a recliner.

It is said that it is too cold to lie directly on the recliner when it is cold, but it will not be cold if you put a mattress on it.

After being exposed to the sun for a few hours, the cotton is filled with the smell of the sun.

Bai Tong lay down and hummed comfortably.

Jiang Tang felt uncomfortable seeing him looking so comfortable. This guy didn't take himself seriously at all.

Jiang Tang glanced at it and went about his own business.

Mo Yijun came back from outside and saw Bai Tong appear at home. She rushed over happily.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Suddenly, there was a soft little girl on his body. Bai Tong scratched the little girl's nose and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. You have gained some weight!"

"Big brother, don't say I'm fat, I'm a girl!"

The little girl pouted and looked unhappy.

"Okay, let's not talk about you. How have you been learning from your master recently?"

"It's OK. Master has been to the capital these two days and will not be back until the beginning of winter. Mom said that when the weather gets colder and she has time, she will take me and my brothers to the capital as well!"

"Big brother, come here and I'll show you something good!"

Mo Yijun tilted his head to glance at his mother, and whispered in Bai Tong's ear, "We can't let mother see us, let's go over secretly!"

Bai Tong also looked into the kitchen. Jiang Tang, wearing a lake blue dress with her sleeves rolled up, was busy preparing the meat.

There was a pot of sticky meat on the stove, and it was impossible to tell what it was.