The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

Chang Wei raised the corners of his mouth with a playful smile, and used his telepathy mischievously.

〈Hey hey hey~ What are you doing! You are a grown-up girl, why don’t you just work hard? Where are you touching? Don’t take advantage of me!〉

Qin Huairu quietly rolled her eyes and moved her hands slowly with slight friction.

After measuring her chest and waist, Qin Huairu's eyes narrowed into a line.

Hehehe~ What's wrong with me taking advantage of you? I'm taking advantage of you openly, so you just have to be so timid!

〈Itchy~ Ouch! Itchy, itchy, sis, hurry up! I can’t hold back my laughter any longer.〉

Qin Huairu's eyebrows were curved and her cheeks were dimpled. I didn't expect you were ticklish. It is said that ticklish men love their wives, but I don't know if it is true.

Bah! What are you thinking about!

The more itchy you are, the more I will tug at you, hehe ~ She suddenly felt comfortable and had a sense of revenge.

After Qin Huairu finished measuring, Chang Wei smiled playfully again.

〈Ouch! Big loss, big loss.〉

"I've noted the size. I'll take it back and make it for you. I'll send it to you in two days."

Qin Huairu's face flushed, she rolled her eyes, and ran away holding the cloth.

Stinky man, too skinny...

I was too bold and let him touch me all over. Even though there was clothes between us, I still felt so ashamed!

Chang Wei looked down and saw that even the white soft cotton cloth used to make underwear had been taken away. He quickly used his telepathy.

〈Hey! Qin Huairu, don’t run so fast! The white soft cotton cloth is what I use to make my big pants. Why are you taking it away? You mustn’t make a mistake! I’ve been idle for several days.〉

Qin Huairu, who had not yet been discharged from the hospital, felt her pretty face heat up. She patted her cheeks, spat, and hurriedly trotted away.

Not long after Qin Huairu left, Qin Zhengshan came and took Chang Wei to see the homestead and private plot.

Chang Wei deliberately chose a piece of wasteland near the mountain in the northeast of the village as his homestead. It was a wasteland with gravel all over it, so it was not suitable for growing vegetables and was not suitable for reclamation.

Normal residential land is chosen on flat ground in the village. If you don’t build a house, you can grow vegetables or something.

The place chosen by Chang Wei was a wasteland that no one wanted.

It is far from the village and not suitable for reclaiming land and growing crops.

Qin Zhengshan looked at Chang Weixuan and tried to persuade him. "Ah Wei, you really have to choose this place! It's not close to the village. It takes five minutes to walk here. It's not convenient if you have any problem."

Chang Wei wanted to take things out of his space for convenience, and there was a large piece of wasteland next to it, which was enough to build a pig house in the back. "Uncle Shan, this is it. It's convenient to go up the mountain, and it's quiet here."

Seeing that Chang Wei was determined, Qin Zhengshan thought about compensating him from other places. "Okay, I'll give you more of the private plot."

Chang Wei looked at Qin Zhengshan, smiled and shook his head to refuse. "Uncle Shan, no, I'm alone, and I can't even eat all the vegetables I grow in my own plot!"

"Okay! When you have money and want to build it, I'll find someone for you."

Qin Zhengshan said this and took the lead, walking towards the village.

"Uncle Shan, can I buy this wasteland with money later?"

Chang Wei followed and pointed to the wasteland beside the foundation and asked.

"You want it! Then I'll give you more. Although this piece of wasteland belongs to the village, no one wants it."

I didn't expect it to be so simple, Chang Wei said excitedly. "Uncle Shan, is it really possible? Then I won't be polite, just give me another piece of land next to the homestead."

Qin Zhengshan is no fool and he guessed what Chang Wei was thinking.

"Okay, I can give it to you. But you have to tell me what you want to do!"

Chang Wei did not hide his thoughts. Qin Zhengshan was a good person, so there was no need to hide the truth.

"To be honest with you, Uncle Shan, I want to keep it for raising pigs. When I have enough money, I can build a pig house and raise more pigs."

Qin Zhengshan looked at Chang Wei with admiration. "You have an idea, but raising pigs is not easy. You have to think it through."

It was hard to explain now, so Chang Wei changed the subject and asked, "By the way, Uncle Shan, is there anyone in the village selling fat pigs? I want to buy some, kill them, and sell them at the market."

Qin Zhengshan immediately thought of why he said he wanted to raise pigs. This seemed to be a plan for the future!

"Your idea is good. You have this skill, which is a good way to make a living. But do you know the price of live pigs?"

I really don't know about this era, but I can figure it out. But I still pretended to be Chang Wei and touched the back of his head, smiling awkwardly.

"Uncle Shan, I know how to kill pigs. I only know that the meat from a live pig is about 100 to 70 kilograms. I don't know the exact price for buying a pig."

Qin Zhengshan knew a lot about this and passed on his experience and advice to Chang Wei.

"The meat yield of live pigs is indeed 70%, but the purchase price of live pigs is 60% to 65% of the meat price. The price depends mainly on whether the live pigs have just been fed, and you have to be able to judge this. Normally, at worst, you can make half of the money and the hoof and offal from a pig. If you have the skills, then it mainly takes time to sell it. If you pay a higher price, you will make less..."

Honesty is the basis of doing business. Chang Wei has ten years of experience in this industry and knows that it doesn’t matter if he earns less. The final result will only be good, not bad.

I learned a lot of useful experiences from Qin Zhengshan, some of which I knew and some of which I didn't. It's like three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang.

After inspecting the private plot, Chang Wei returned to the village office.

Qin Zhengshan helped Chang Wei to go door to door to ask those families in the village who had fat pigs to sell.

There are three markets within a 20-li radius of Qinjia Village. The largest one is in Xinshou Town, which is held on the 158th of each month. The other two are smaller markets, held on the 24th, 79th, 13th, 69th, and so on. The only days that are not held are the full days, which are perfect for hunting in the mountains.

Modern pigs are not big, weighing a little over 100 pounds each, and there are not many that weigh over 200 pounds.

The profit is half of the profit, that is, you can earn 5 kilograms from a hundred kilograms of live pig, which is only two yuan. Considering the meat alone, it is indeed not much.

But there are also pork fat, trotters and offal. Overall, you can make at least ten or eight yuan from a pig, of which pork fat is the biggest and sells for more than pork.

Moreover, he has a portable space, so as long as he kills those wild boars, he can quietly take out some to sell, and then he can build a space farm and sell it, and the income will be different.

The future is full of hope!

In the evening, Qin Zhengshan came with a fat pig in his hand.

"Awei, Awei, come out quickly."

Qin Zhengshan shouted in the yard.

"Uncle Shan, whose pig is this? You brought the pig here!"

Chang Wei hurried out of the house. He didn't expect Qin Zhengshan to be so efficient that he actually brought the pig directly here.

Qin Zhengshan had a cheerful smile on his face. "Chen Laowu's, just weighed, not fed yet, 25 per load will do. 173 jin is tall, not small."

I met Chen Laowu in the afternoon. I remember that he was a middle-aged man in his forties. Chang Wei took out money and ordered forty-seven yuan.

"Uncle Shan, we are all from the village, I just want to make a living. At 27 yuan per load, this is 47 yuan, and I'll have to trouble you to deliver it to Uncle Yang Wu."

Qin Zhengshan tied the pig to the side of the cowshed, turned around to take the money, and nodded silently at Chang Wei's actions.

"Awei, you are a quick thinker and can do things. I have also asked a few other families, and they can weigh them anytime. I think one head will be enough for tomorrow, a small market."

"Thank you, Uncle Shan, you've worked hard. Come over for a drink tonight. I'll have something to ask you then!"

As the saying goes, the world of martial arts is not only about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

Although he would earn less this way, all the fat pigs raised in the village would definitely be sold to him in the future, and no one else would be able to take his place.

Chang Wei was not stingy because Qin Zhengshan was so helpful. He now relied entirely on others for help.

What's more, it would take several days to prepare the pigs from just one village, and the surrounding villages still had to rely on Qin Zhengshan to lead the way!

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