village pigwoman

Zhao's emetic ointment successfully went to Zhao Dacheng's pharmacy.

Zhao Dacheng touched his beard and sighed.

"This thing is indeed not poisonous, but it's very strange. It just makes you want to vomit. Anyway, it doesn't get into your mouth, and it doesn't hurt your skin. It's okay to use it as an emetic."

He talked and laughed, and looked at Zhao Yuanle appreciatively.

"Lele, you are such a genius."

Zhao Yuanle on the side: "..."

She only heheed twice.

Tang Siwen rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and said: "Kangkang said before that this school is about to start, he has found people everywhere, and he needs to make a lot of pencil sharpeners. This time, he will go back to the village, so he can just go with you Let's go back together."

When Zhao Yuanle thought of the pencil sharpener, he thought of the screw.

"Are the screws and everything ready?"

Tang Siwen: "Buy it, he bought it with his own money."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then let's go back today."

Tang Siwen: "So anxious? Rest for a night and then go back?"

Zhao Yuanle: "No way, I have to pay for the brushwork today, and I want to go back."

Tang Siwen: "Alright then."

After eating at noon, Zhao Yuankang and Zhao Yuanle went home together.

Zhao Yuankang not only brought a lot of things for pencil sharpeners, but also a lot of food, and some fancy hair ties.

Zhao Yuanle saw it, and laughed out loud.

"Yo yo, what is this for?"

Zhao Yuankang: "Yo what, you all have a share."

Zhao Yuanle: "I don't want it, give me my share too."

Zhao Yuankang: "How beautiful your hair is, it's tied up randomly every time, how wonderful it is to tie it with this flowery rope."

Zhao Yuanle: "I don't like it."

Zhao Yuankang: "Then what do you like?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I like money."

Zhao Yuankang: "..."

After returning home, Zhao Yuankang was busy distributing things, and Zhao Yuanle was busy taking money to pay wages to the villagers.

Widow Yu put the brochures there, and read one by one, how much should be given, and Zhao Yuanle gave it on the spot.

At this time, Jin Feng pretended to be meat, and finally dared to yell loudly.

"I got the money and bought some meat. I'm giving cheap meat to the people in our village. After today, there will be no more meat tomorrow."

The woman who received the most money here walked over and counted out her wages.

"Give me a catty of fat."

Jinfeng raised the knife and dropped it, a catty of fat meat was just right, and there was also a little lean meat.

"This is a spare for you, come back next time when the money is distributed."

The woman smiled and led the fat hanging on the straw rope, and held the excitedly jumping son next to her with one hand, and then raised her head to her man and in-laws.

"Go, go home and eat meat."

The boy on the side jumped up and down.

"Mother is amazing!"

People around looked at it, and many of them were extremely greedy.

With a beginning, the rest, even if you buy less, you still have to buy some.

Jinfeng's meat was sold out soon.

And here, Zhao Yuanle quickly finished paying the wages of the thirty or so people.

Finally, Zhao Yuanle took out a silver dollar and gave it to the widow.

Widow Yu hurriedly shook her head and refused.

"I don't want it, I don't want it."

Zhao Yuanle: "Take it, don't let people watch it."

Widow Yu looked around and had no choice but to accept the silver dollar.

She was both happy and embarrassed.

"What do you think you're giving me money for? I don't have anything to spend, and if I give it, I'll give it for nothing."

Zhao Yuanle: "I don't want to use it now, but when I want to use it in the future, I can use it directly

Yet. "

Jin Feng leaned over, and Widow Yu wanted to say something more, but she closed her mouth and stopped.

Jinfeng was carrying a kidney and a pork liver.

"This is the rest of the purchase, here it is for you."

Zhao Yuanle: "Alright, let's save it for dinner today, and order it for Zhao Liniang when the time comes."

Jin Feng smiled even more happily.

"That's a good feeling."

Now she has to earn money by herself and cook for herself, which is annoying to death.

Zhao Yuanle: "Then let's go there now."

She walked over, carrying Wulin's mother in the past.

Yu Widow packed up her things, closed the simple door of the small brush workshop, and put the key in her pocket.

Jinfeng walked over first, and saw that many people hadn't left yet, so she couldn't help calling out.

"What are you doing around here? Go home, I'm out of meat."

A woman stepped forward with a smile and asked, "I'm just asking, is this still paid?"

Jin Feng: "Don't ask me, I don't know, I didn't come before, but now I ask again, it's so annoying."

Seeing Jinfeng like this, the woman had no choice but to go back. As soon as she passed, she was beaten by her own man.

The man said sternly: "Don't make money for the roof of the house and have meat to eat, what would you do with useless things?"

The woman covered her face in tears.

"Let me tell you at the beginning, you said it was embarrassing, but now you see other people eating meat, you are jealous and beat me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man started yelling and fighting.

"You fucking dare to talk back to me! I won't give you some good fruit today, your mother, you..."

You are endless.

Zhao Yuanle reached out and grabbed the hand of the man who was about to hit the woman.

When the man saw Zhao Yuanle, he was obviously flustered, but his mouth was still stubborn.

"Let go of me, I beat my wife, don't mind your business."

Zhao Yuanle shook off the man and kicked past him.

"You play tricks on me, I don't like you, I want to beat you, do you have any objection?"

At this time, the woman who had been beaten rushed towards her man and checked with concern.

"Oh, are you okay?"

She turned her head and looked at Zhao Yuanle resentfully: "What are we two doing? What does it have to do with you? You meddle in your own business all day."

Zhao Yuanle sneered, walked over, grabbed the two of them and threw them out.

"Then get out of my place."

The two were thrown down, dared not speak out, and supported each other to leave here.

The people around watched and dispersed silently.

Zhao Yuanle looked at these people and said: "If there are more goods, more people will be needed, so if there are more people buying, then there will be more goods.

If you help publicize and attract customers, I will count the money for you. When the stock increases, I will give priority to those of you who helped find buyers. "

As soon as this remark came out, it was clear, and everyone had their own little plans.

After saying this, Zhao Yuanle turned around and went home, carrying Chen Lin's mother on his back.

Jin Feng followed Zhao Yuanle and asked, "Is it true that soliciting customers makes money?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

"Although I have traveled to a few places with you, it is not too far. I am not familiar with some places, and I can't find them.

Tell them that, they look for relatives, and relatives look for relatives, so the spread is much faster. "

Jinfeng's eyes lit up: "I can call my brother and others, and my so many sister-in-laws are all from different villages."

Zhao Yuanle: "When the time comes, I will still send you the money."

Jin Feng: "I don't want money, just give me some toothpaste when the time comes."

Zhao Yuanle: "Also."

Wu Linniang, who was on Zhao Yuanle's back, was very emotional: "You young people still have ideas.

, I, an old bastard, can only help you look at the pigsty. "

Zhao Yuanle: "You guys are raising pigs well."

Wu Linniang: "You are the best breeder of pigs. You don't need to worry about these pigs. They grow fast and worry-free."

Zhao Yuanle: "Hey, that's true."

Wu Linniang: "But, that little piggy grows too fast."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh, I know that."

Wu Linniang: "Then you should separate it, I see that wild boar, I often want to go there."

Zhao Yuanle was taken aback, coughed, and nodded: "Okay, I see."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, she didn't expect that the wild boar king was still a big carrot.

But... She felt that it was time to bring the Wild Boar King back to the pigsty.

It's time for him and the white sow to give her another batch of cubs. When the time is right, they can have another batch of piglets during the Chinese New Year, which happens to be the time to kill the pigs for the New Year.

With these thoughts in mind, when Zhao Yuanle had dinner with the big guys at noon, he was entangled in one thing.

Did Little Pig's first cubs have children with the Wild Boar King, or with the Wild Boar King's son?

Is the hybrid of Western floret pigs and native wild boars more valuable, or is the hybrid of Western floret pigs and elite hybrids more valuable?

This is a problem.

At night, Zhao Yuanle fell asleep with this question.

In the dream, she saw the Pig God as expected.

Pig God is also very entangled in the breeding of the little flower pigs.

Pig God: "Actually, it's more intuitive to hybridize Western purebreds and native pure wild breeds."

Zhao Yuanle: "I think so too."

Pig God: "But... the previous hybrids of white pigs and wild boars are very good in all aspects. If Western purebreds are crossed with them, the results may be even better."

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "That's right."

She held her chin helplessly: "So I'm so tangled up."

Pig God thought for a while, and said, "Well, you can breed it twice, so that one litter can produce two different cubs, killing two birds with one stone."

Zhao Yuanle was surprised: "Can it still be like this?"

Pig God: "Yes, it can be like this."

Zhao Yuanle: "Wow..."

It's so explosive.

The pig god waved his pig's trotters: "Oh, don't use the ethics of human society to compare our pig world. It's different now. So what, it doesn't matter if you breed twice. It doesn't matter if you breed three times, four times or five times."

Zhao Yuanle said with emotion: "It's really good."

She was really eye-opening, she didn't expect to be such a pig.

Pig God: "When the time comes, finish this, and I will give you a reward depending on the result."

Zhao Yuanle: "Okay!"

With the passion of rewarding, Zhao Yuanle was so excited that when he woke up the next morning, he ran to the pig farm to see his little pigs.

The little Huazhu grew up very fast, and now it has grown into a big Huazhu.

And the Wild Boar King over here, seeing her coming, was whimpering and shaking his head.

Zhao Yuanle thought about it for a while, and felt that a small place should be opened up here for the pregnant sows to live in.

It had to be a cubicle, lest the pregnant pigs be too sensitive and fight while she was away.

Just do it, Zhao Yuanle approached Zhao Sancheng, the two of them fixed the mud, sand and bricks and started.

Zhao Yuankang was not idle either. He found a carpenter with a little bit of skill in the village, and asked people to start making pencil sharpeners for him.

Two days later, Zhao Yuankang's pencil sharpener was not finished, but Zhao Yuanle's pigpen with a tire-raising compartment was ready.

After the pigsty was completed, she started to make the pigs develop feelings for each other.

Later, she discovered that pigs in estrus don't need to cultivate feelings at all.

As long as they are locked together, it is so natural that she doesn't need to worry about it.

After the wild boar king finally bred with his old friend Xiaobai successfully, Zhao Yuanle shut the wild boar king back to the pig farm, and then locked the other sows in separate compartments.

That's not the case, Zhao Yuanle is not idle every day now.

Although she doesn't have much farm work to do, she has a lot to do in the brush workshop.

After all, the people here have been farming for generations, and they are not as skilled as the modern assembly line.

Every now and then, there will be people who can't come to ask for leave, and some workmanship will not meet the standard. What's more, two people will fight directly to grab a brush.

Zhao Yuanle felt very tired from dealing with these things every day.

Day after day, she looked in the mirror and felt haggard.

Another morning, a high-pitched chicken crow woke her up.

Rubbing her glasses, she got up from the bed, washed up, walked out the door, and then saw the person waiting at the door early.

This time it was Zhao Niuer's daughter-in-law.

She smiled and said, "Lele, wake up."

Zhao Yuanle: "Well, what's the matter?"

She handed over a note and showed it to Zhao Yuanle.

After Zhao Yuanle unfolded it, he found that it was the type and quantity of brushes that a small shop needed.

Zhao Niuer's daughter-in-law smiled and said: "I was looking for you a few days ago, but I couldn't find you often. You were either running to deliver the goods, or you were busy. I came here on purpose this morning. Don't worry, you will give me the money later." That's it, I didn't come here to ask you for money early in the morning with peace of mind."

Zhao Yuanle put away the note and nodded.

"Okay, I delivered the goods over there, and when I got the money, I will give you what should be distributed to you."

Zhao Niu'er's daughter-in-law smiled, exchanged some pleasantries, then turned and went home.

Zhao Yuanle took the note, sat on the threshold and sighed.

Zhao Sancheng walked to the side and said with a smile: "It's a good thing that the business is coming, so why bother?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I feel like I'm very busy all day, and it's about the workshop, about raising pigs, and sometimes about the school.

What's more, I have to deliver goods and settle accounts every day.

I have to pick coal every two days..."

The more she talked, the more uncomfortable she felt, and she couldn't help touching her hair.

"Third Uncle, look, do I have white hair?"

Zhao Sancheng took a closer look and shook his head: "The black hair is shiny, and there is no white hair."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh, I'm so tired!"

Zhao Sancheng was silent for a while, and said: "How about delivering these, I'll go over."

Zhao Yuanle: "You don't even know where you are."

Zhao Sancheng touched the back of his head in embarrassment, nodded: "That's right, why don't you let your brother go?"

Zhao Yuanle: "He also has his own work to do. He found the business of making pencil sharpeners himself. It is impossible to ask him to do this, regardless of his own business.

Besides, he has been busy with the medicinal materials in Uncle's pharmacy, so how could he come here? "

Zhao Sancheng: "Oh, there are too many things to do now, and there is not enough manpower."

Zhao Yuanle looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh, I miss my father all of a sudden."

If Zhao Ercheng comes back, it would be great to let him do the delivery.

"Hey, you heartless girl."

A familiar voice rang out.

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