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In this way, He Songbai and his grandmother carefully studied these books on pig raising for a long time. After reading them through, the first thing he did was change the pig feed.
Most of the feed for pigs in pig farms is pig grass, which is very cheap, mixed with a little rice bran and corn, but the book says to feed some high-protein foods, such as various beans, oil cakes, trough residues, and the leftovers from oil extraction The tea oil seed cake is very cheap, and those who can't afford meat or oil keep some to eat at home. But it was really used to feed cows and pigs in the old society, and He Songbai's family used it to feed horses before.
He Songbai calculated the account, and the figure was still within the acceptable range, so he did not hesitate to go to the black market to find an oil seller and ordered a month's worth of oil cakes.
He boiled beans and oil cakes in stagnant water and fed them to pigs every day.
Li Zhong watched He Songbai put the money in without blinking, and couldn't help but stunned, "Beasts are animals, how can they eat such a good thing?"
He Songbai said, "Just wait and see."
He didn't rush to refute Li Zhong, but asked Gouzhu to weigh the piglets every day. It turned out that the large scales of the old pig farm were still there, and if the piglets were pushed up, he would know how many pounds and how many taels.
After a few days of feeding, the dog left squinted at the scale on the scale, "I'll be obedient, the pig is growing fast."
He Songbai listened to Granny's words and used a small notebook to record the changes of the piglets every day. It is reasonable for piglets to gain an average of 0.6 to 1 catties per day. When they get bigger, they will grow faster. When it grows into a medium pig, it can grow as much as a pound and a half at its peak. In less than half a year, the farm will be able to produce a barn of pigs.
After a while, Li Zhong was stunned when he saw the numbers that He Songbai had recorded in the notebook.
While he was watching, He Songbai explained: "The protein content of soybean cake accounts for 40-50%, and other nutrients are also sufficient, such as lysine, which is very helpful for the growth of pigs. You should not regret these feeds. Money, you can make money if you are willing to spend it. Pigs eat these feeds and grow faster. According to the current increase, the first pigs can be killed in the spring... Think about the pig farms that produce one or two pigs a year. , we can make at least three columns and make more money."
Li Zhong's eyes darkened upon hearing He Songbai's explanation.
However, he understands that the pig farm can make money in the spring, which is undoubtedly exciting news.
"In the end, there is some ink in the stomach. It's different from us."
At this moment, He Songbai's slogan "Pick peach blossoms for wine money again" appeared in Li Zhong's mind again, tsk... Cultured people are different, they can even raise a pig faster than others.
Li Zhong's heart was warm when he heard it. He Songbai could not help but spend another 500 yuan as pig feed.
"Let's work hard and make a lot of money."
He Songbai silently put the thick stack of banknotes into his pocket, and secretly decided to use the money to buy more feed to fatten his piglets.
In the middle of winter, He Songbai braved the cold wind to go to the pig farm to work every day, so busy that his feet did not touch the ground. But he was very happy in his heart. The pink and white piglets gradually grew up and became smooth and shiny, and they were very energetic when they ate glutinous water.
He took care of them like his own children.
He bathed them, sang songs, raised them carefully, and dug up mud to support them. If it wasn't for the cold weather, he couldn't grow vegetables, he even wanted to grow some melon seedlings next to the pig farm to play with the pigs.
Zhao Lanxiang sometimes visits the pig farm to see him, and sees him sweating profusely holding a sick piglet and giving medicine, his arms are covered with pig excrement, and he can't help but admire him in his heart.
He does a line like a line. After a month of tempering, the novice pig herd has become experienced and sophisticated!
At the beginning of the twelfth month, He Songbai brought back a dozen catties of pork and handed it over to Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang was very surprised, and blamed him: "Good little piglet, are you willing to kill?"
He Songbai scratched his head, revealing his white teeth.
"No, they are all little pigs now. They are very precious. It's a pity to kill them. I got them somewhere else."
The pig farm in Yangbaoshan was banned, and even the price of meat on the black market was in chaos. Anyway, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't afford it. The price of pork at a price of 1 yuan and 5 yuan per catty was three times that of the store. On weekends, she would wait in line before dawn to buy some pork for a toothpaste.
In addition to bringing back pork, He Songbai also has a pot of pig blood and a few catties of pig water, which can be said to be very rich in styles.
Zhao Lanxiang carried the heavy string of pork with a wide-eyed smile. She likes all kinds of pigs with rich styles to go into the water, and can eat them in a variety of ways.
"Yeah, you also bought the casings. With so much pork, I'll make some sausages for you to eat. It won't go bad after a month or two. You can cut it and put it in the rice and steam it. It's delicious. !"
He Songbai nodded. In the past, during the Chinese New Year, what he envied most was the family with the best situation in the brigade, the thriving bacon hanging in the yard every year.
As soon as the meal was steamed, it was so fragrant that he was obviously full, but he felt that his stomach was always short of oil and water after the whole year.
He helped the target cut meat, and had been working on the pig slaughtering farm for almost half a year. His knife skills were not bad. The fat and thin snowflake meat was cut into thin and even slices under his knife, so that the salt was stained. Fuller and more flavorful.
Zhao Lanxiang cleaned the casing with salt, and the meat was mixed with soy sauce, salt and sugar. Cardamom, cloves, aniseed, cinnamon, prickly ash, ginger slices are smashed into powder, white wine is mixed into the meat, soaked for a while and poured into the casing, the thin casing is filled with fat, and the pieces are fat. cute.
She tied it with hemp rope, and she said to He Songbai: "When you go to the pig farm tomorrow, pick up some pine wood and come back. We can't put the sausages in the yard to dry, but the sausages smoked with pine wood taste better! "
He Songbai couldn't help but look forward to her when she said that.
He couldn't imagine the taste of smoked sausages, he had never even tasted sausages in his life! However, the next day, he went to chop a piece of pine wood according to his words and came back.
Zhao Lanxiang used it to smoke and roast the sausage for a while, and then the sausage was almost cooked. The oil of the sausage dripped down, the pine wood thorns rattled, the oil droplets splashed flowers, and the aroma of the meat mixed with the fragrance of the pine wood mixed into a unique fragrance. The taste of fragrant, He Songbai couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Zhao Lanxiang divided the sausage into two strands, one half was smoked and roasted with pine wood, and the other half was placed by the window of the firewood house in order to dry it in the weak sunlight in winter and dry it in the breeze.
She clapped her hands, "I can cut some sausages for dinner tonight."
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked He Songbai, "Would you like to eat hot pot during the Chinese New Year?"
"It seems that the brigade will kill the New Year pig in a few days."
Killing pigs is a big happy event in rural areas. There are no meat tickets issued in rural areas, and it is not like urban residents can buy some pork to eat and fight teeth every month. From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, everyone expects the brigade to distribute pork to taste the meat. I look forward to it, I don't know how much I look forward to killing the New Year pig.
He Songbai opened a row of white teeth, and his smile was as pure as a mountain spring.
"I can eat anything, I'm not picky eaters, you just make the decision."
The two of them are like the young couple of the head of the family, with business and capacity.
Zhao Lanxiang made a decision. When the pork was distributed in the brigade, she would come to make the red oil hot pot with a fragrant fragrance. It was hot and red, and it was hot and sweaty.
In the evening, Zhao Lanxiang cut a piece of Chinese sausage and steamed rice, and cut the pork loin into flowers to make Jiuxiang flower loin. Before the rice in the pot was ready, Jiang Li came.
Jiang Li scratched her head in embarrassment.
"Hey, I'm too embarrassed to come to you at mealtime."
She waved her hand as if to clarify, "Explain in advance that I didn't come to the He family to find you on purpose."
Since Zhao Lanxiang said try not to come to He's house, Jiang Li doesn't like to run here. At the same time, she found a bad guy in the black market in the county. The bad guy always has delicious snacks and meat in his hands. She can eat delicious and delicious food every day. Although it is a little expensive, she has eight brothers above her, and each of them leaks a little benefit from the gap between her fingers, which is enough for her to eat in vain.
Jiang Li pinched her sleeves and said, "I'm going back to the city. I'm here to say goodbye to you."
She shrugged, "I came here to earn a worker, peasant, and soldier student, but as a result, the edge of the university was not stained, and I was injured all over. I thought that since I came here, I would have to support it for a year and a half. , beginning and end.”
"But my parents don't agree and let me go back to the city earlier."
After Jiang Li finished speaking, she raised her black and white eyes and looked directly at Zhao Lanxiang.
"I know it's not very kind to leave you here alone, so I'll ask you, do you want to go back with me? I'll ask my family to get you a job and transfer you back to the city."
Hearing this, Zhao Lanxiang shook his head.
Of course she didn't want to go back. Her purpose in coming to the country was different from Jiang Li's. He Songbai's matter was not over yet. Seeing that life was getting more and more prosperous, where would she be willing to go.
Jiang Li frowned, as if puzzled.
Zhao Lanxiang explained: "I... I have to continue to work hard. Maybe I will be among the students in the next class?"
"You also know that my family is different from yours. If you can't get through this road, you can go another way. My path is very narrow. Just wait and see, I will definitely be admitted to university next year."
Here, Zhao Lanxiang secretly changed the concept. She did not use the word "selected", but "admitted to". She is waiting for the opening of the college entrance examination next year, returning to the city from the countryside, and going to university with strength.
The workers, peasants and soldiers themselves also had an ideological and political assessment. Zhao Lanxiang said so, and Jiang Li had no doubts.
Jiang Li smiled and said: "Then I won't keep you, remember to play at my house during the New Year!"
"I'll treat you to candy, and my brother is also..."
She frowned at Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang put the rice in the pot, opened the lid, and took out the hot loose-roasted sausage.
She said lightly: "I really have nothing to do with your brother. I found someone better than him, and I am dealing with him."
"If you meet your brother when you go home, let him stop wasting time on me."
"No one has to. Your brother is bad-tempered and arrogant. I can't be so desperate to pursue him."
Although Jiang Li had always heard Zhao Lanxiang deny her relationship with her brother before, it was the first time she said such "unfeeling", Jiang Li was surprised.
Zhao Lanxiang brought out the fragrant dishes and gave Jiang Li a little, completely diverting her attention.
"Do you want to try something? You won't be able to eat it when you go back."
Jiang Li smelled such fragrant meat, and didn't care about her brother's relationship problems. She hurriedly went to wash her hands, and quickly scooped up a bowl of rice for herself. The white rice was cooked softly, with a faint sweetness in her mouth, as if the rice cooked by Zhao Lanxiang was more fragrant than other places.
The greasy bacon in the rice is even more fragrant and oily, the snowy and yellowed fat is as thin as cicada wings, as if it has been roasted, and the dripping oil juice soaks the rice grains with a meaty aroma.
This meaty fragrance is also mixed with the fragrance of exotic plants, which is fat but not greasy. It was so fragrant and delicious that she almost swallowed her tongue.
As soon as Jiang Li finished eating a bowl of rice, there was a feeling of reluctance in her mind.
When she returns to the city, where can she find such a delicious meal
Zhao Lanxiang said, "If your brother troubles me in the future, remember to help me."
"A common man like me can't compete with your family."
Jiang Li almost laughed when she heard the words, she hummed: "How can you say so exaggeratedly, you are only talking about an object, do you have to tear your face if you can't agree?"
She had a cheap mouth and wanted to say something, maybe my brother didn't like you that much, but eating people's mouth is soft, eating Zhao Lanxiang's food for so long, and having troubled people so many times, when she parted, she softened rarely. Zhao Lanxiang is different from her former friends.
Jiang Li patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, if my brother dares to be so shameless, I'll be on your side."
Zhao Lanxiang was very pleased, and for the first time in the world, she picked up two sausages and wrapped them up for Jiang Li.
"You can take this home and eat it by yourself, you can eat it by steaming it with water, but you can't leave it to your brother to eat!"
Zhao Lanxiang, who is usually gentle and honest, rarely has such a stingy side, which makes Jiang Li feel that it is a little contrasting and cute.
"Okay okay, I got it."
She doesn't eat enough for herself, she is a tyrant, and she is willing to share this meat for others to eat. But... my parents can still taste some meat, and her brother doesn't have to think about it.
Jiang Li left a dollar for the meal, but Zhao Lanxiang didn't ask for it.
Before Jiang Li left, she blinked and whispered, "I know that the cakes in the hands of the black market are yours. They are delicious."
"But I'll keep it a secret for you, hum."
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Brother Bo: Eat some good feed, our pigs will soon grow up.
Li Zhong silently took out five hundred yuan, First Blood!
Brother Bo: Let's get some more vaccines, our pigs will be healthy
Li Zhong silently took out five hundred yuan, Double Kill!
Brother Bo: Hire a few more people, and we will raise more pigs.
Li Zhong silently took out five hundred yuan, Triple Kill!
Pingshengjun: Brother Bo, you go to do marketing. Sell it, you will definitely be able to eat (laugh and cry)