Because of the abducted Aunt Yin, the newly built guest house of the Xu family could not open in a relaxed and lively atmosphere. She just started an opening ceremony and started doing business.

Aunt Luo and Lin Wulang have also gone there to work. Next to the large kitchen of the Xu family's hotel, there is also a small kitchen specially prepared for them.

Luo Yong took the ingredients for making date cakes from home. If there are customers who want to order date cakes, they can make them here. As for braised pork, they are still taken from the Luo family yard. The main reason is that the Luo family has a large sales volume and has to make a lot of sales every day. Since the Xu family’s guest house has just opened and the sales have not yet increased, it is currently only necessary to get a few cans from the Luo family every day to sell.

This braised pork is easy to sell, and the profit is quite considerable. But it is still a bit unsatisfied in terms of meat supply. For this matter, Luo Yong has been using his brains a lot recently.

On the morning of that day, Luo Yong took a piece of charcoal from his own stove and then drew a table outside his own yard wall. Each grid represents one day. He first wrote the date in the grid, and then drew some trapezoidal patterns under the date representing rice and rice dou. The shapes are the same, but rice dou is small.

"Sanlang, what are you painting?" Several villagers came back from the Xu family's guest house at the entrance of the village and saw Luo Yong painting outside his wall. He turned a corner and went up the small earth slope here and came outside the Luo family courtyard to see the strangeness.

"This is Dou, this is Xing, this is the date." Luo Yong pointed the words and pictures in the table to them one by one, and then said: "Tomorrow is the 18th day of the first lunar month. Look, there are more than 18th of the first lunar month written here, and there are five rice dots and two rice liters of rice, representing the purchase price of pork on this day. Ten kilograms of pork are exchanged for five pounds of corn."

The villagers scratched their ears and foreheads for a while, and finally saw a problem: "Why are there fewer things going backwards?"

"Now the pigs in the village are growing, so it's not cost-effective to kill them too early, so I have to buy more corn to exchange them." Luo Yong said.

"Can you get one liter of corn this day?" The price dropped too quickly, and it made people feel distressed just by looking at it.

"I have to be anxious now, so I naturally have to buy more corn. After spring comes, the pigs I scattered earlier will be ready to collect meat." Luo Yong drew this table to create a little nervousness for the villagers.

"Oh, it's only one liter of meter a day..." But it really made them feel sorry for me.

The pig is growing, and it is also a pity to kill him now. The price of meat is so good at this time, and it is also a pity to miss it. This really makes people feel embarrassed and reluctant to leave.

After these villagers returned, they told their neighbors about this. Soon, many people surrounded the Luo family yard, and they all felt distressed at the price of pork that day.

Most of the pigs in Xipo Village are raised later than those of the Luo family and smaller than those of the Luo family. They originally planned to raise them for another three or five months and get them for one year before they can kill them, but now after this price list is solved, many people are starting to shake their hearts.

"If I kill it tomorrow, then ten kilograms of pork can be exchanged for five dou and two liters of rice. The price is really good."

"It was usually only about three or four dou."

"This time the pig grows faster than before, and now the price is better. It should be cost-effective to sell it at this time."

"No, no, my two pigs have been eaten and grown recently, and they are the same every day. I have to continue raising them. When will they see that they are not growing so fast, and then kill them."

"It should be cost-effective to keep the two ends of my family for another half a month."

The villagers said in a verbal way, and they thought in their minds about which day their pig would be more cost-effective to slaughter them, whether their pigs grew faster, or did the pork prices of Luo Sanlang fall quickly?

Some people immediately entered the Luo family yard and agreed with Luo Yong on the date of buying and selling pork.

"Sanlang, I will kill a pig tomorrow. I can produce about dozens of kilograms of pork. Will you go and collect it then?"

"Okay, I'll collect it when I go over. Do you want money or food?" Luo Yong said, and then took a pen to record this matter in his notebook. If he didn't record it in time, it would definitely be in chaos later.

"If you want money, you can get some fermented bean curd for me then." The villagers all knew that in such a transaction, if they were willing to collect fermented bean curd for money, Luo Sanlang would slightly reduce the price of fermented bean curd.

"Is ten cans of fermented bean curd enough?" Luo Yong asked her.

"Enough is enough." It's enough to eat at home and give it to relatives, and it's enough to have ten cans.

As soon as the man left, two more women came in: "Sanlang, my family will kill pigs tomorrow. Will you collect the pork then, or will we send it to you?"

"There will be pork tomorrow. Can you kill the pig in your house again the next day?" Luo Yong discussed with her.

"Why is there anyone who comes earlier than me?" The woman who spoke also laughed. She gritted her teeth and made a decision after finally making it. She thought she had the courage, but she didn't expect that she would ask someone else to come ahead.

"If you take over the next day, the people behind will naturally be placed in the back." Luo Yong said with a smile.

"Then I will take over the next day." The woman agreed.

"After the day after tomorrow, my family will also kill one." Another woman who came with her also said.

"Okay, I can only collect the pork from that pig in one day. I can't be busy if I have too much." Luo Yong explained to the two of them.

"It's good to kill one head in a day, and those Dinghu people are too busy," said the two of them.

Obviously, they also planned to hand over the pig killing work to those destined men. They only needed to spend a little bit of pigs to go into the water, which was both worry-free and trouble-free, and did not delay making tofu at home.

The villagers were able to trust the character of Wangdang and were not worried that they would lose their flesh.

Speaking of which, the pig farming is really good. Since the villagers learned from Luo Sanlang like this, they first slap the boar and then feed them two hot meals a day. The pig grows fast and good.

Recently, there are so many people from Dinghu who come to the village. They are willing to do the work of cleaning pig pens and killing pigs. They just need to give some bean dregs and pigs to the water. The price is affordable and the work is authentic. The villagers feel that it is much more convenient than before.

Recently, many pigs raised by villagers have gone to buy pigs and come back to raise them before they have been slaughtered.

There are some things like tofu and bean dregs at home, so it doesn’t have much burden to raise a few more pigs. Judging from the current momentum, the price of pork this winter should not be too low.

Luo Yong was in the grocery store, listening to the villagers outside talking about raising and selling pigs, and usually looked carefully at the pottery on the head of his kang.

The pottery was boiling lard in the pottery. The pottery had to be very careful when it was boiling lard. Every time, he didn't dare to boil too much. He only dared to boil that little bit, and did not dare to burn it too much. He just burned the little flame slowly, for fear that the pottery would break accidentally and waste a pot of oil. If he didn't do it well, he would cause a fire. These houses in his house were all topped with straw sheds, so how could they withstand the fire?

When it was almost time for dinner, Si Niang Wulang and Liulang and Qiniang Mai Qing Doulier came back.

These people have liked to go to the Xu family to play recently. Because the aunt and his wife were there and the Xu family were there, Luo Yong was not worried. He didn't stop them from saying that they wanted to go over and play.

To be honest, after these little kids left, the family became much quieter, and the kind of refreshing spirit that everyone who has brought up children understands, especially those who have more than one child in the family.

"Brother, is it good to have a sauté tonight?" As soon as Si Niang came back, she began to prepare supper consciously.

"Okay." Luo Yong replied. It would be bad if there was a ready-made supper.

"Brother, look, Xu's Anweng gave us some dry reeds." After Wulang took the five pairs to the cafeteria and placed them, he came here with a small basket of dried radish and said to Luo Yong.

"When you go tomorrow, remember to bring a jar of lard over there." The reed is radish, and the dried reed is naturally dried radish.

"Brother, how to eat this dry reed?" Wulang and the others now know that their brother knows best. He can think of any fresh ways to eat it. If you eat this dry reed, it is nothing more than chewing it raw and cooking soup. If you have better conditions, you can stew it with it.

"It should be fried to eat. I will eat ginger tonight. Put these dried reeds first, and I will make them with you tomorrow." There are meat and salt beans at home, so I should be fried in a plate at that time. Although there are no chili, it is still a pity.

The two brothers were talking here, and Si Niang quickly scooped out the lard that had been boiled and cooled out of the pottery. She reached out and touched the edge of the pottery. She felt that it was not very hot, so she added two scoops of water and then burned the fire in the stove, intending to cook the pottery with the oil just now.

For people at this time, there is absolutely no reason to wash the pottery with so much oil. You must add water and cook all the oil seeds and eat them.

As a result, the fire in the stove was burning for a few times, and a crisp sound was heard, followed by a burst of noise. Si Niang screamed strangely, and then she called Luo Yong: "Brother! The pot leaked!"

"I know." Luo Yong was staying aside at this time, how could he not know that his pot was leaking?

Fortunately, the Luo family has more than that pot, so they just need to move one from the kitchen. Speaking of which, their brothers and sisters have always liked to cook at the grocery store, and the pot here is indeed the most ruthlessly used by them.

When Luo Yong brought a pottery pot from the kitchen, Siniang and Wuro had already cleaned up the broken pot, and the firewood that had been poured out in the eyes of the stove was also pulled out. If the firewood was not dried, it would be impossible to burn it. Even the wood ash that had been sucked in the stove had to be cleaned.

The brother and sister put the pot on the stove together. If the pot is not properly installed, the fire in the stove will start to smoke at the connection between the pot and the stove. It won’t take long to make the whole house smoky and uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!