Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter two hundred and eighty third; bacon

Wu Gang and Liu Mang are rare guests.

Because the two of them have been busy raising cattle, but they have never had time to come to the farm.

It happened to be this time, and Wang Zhen took the opportunity to ask about the situation of the farm.

"The farm is very good now. Your corn stalk is a good thing. The cattle I raise love to eat and grow quickly."

"By the way, we almost forgot if you don't say it. When we came this time, we brought you a beef leg and some steak ribs, and you also tasted how the cattle raised in the farm tasted."

"The cows nowadays have been raised for more than three months. Liu Mang and I plan to wait until June to sell a batch to try the water."

When Wu Gang and Liu Mang heard Wang Zhen ask about the cow raised, they said excitedly.

After realizing that raising cattle with corn poles from the farm might have a lot of profits, the two of them jointly established this farmhouse pastoral animal husbandry company with Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen came out of forage.

The two of them paid money and spent three million to form the company's framework.

Among them, one million is the money to buy a venue.

Two hundred thousand is the money for hiring workers to feed cattle and buy ordinary forage.

One million and eight million are the money to buy cattle.

Because I bought a large batch of scalpers, the price of scalpers is naturally not high, only about 6,000 yuan per head.

One million and eight hundred thousand, I bought nearly three hundred scalpers.

In fact, their vision was confirmed.

In just three months, the cattle that fed farm corn stalks increased by an average of 60 to 70 kilograms of meat.

In total, it's more than 20 kilograms a month.

After a year, it was nearly two hundred kilograms.

Even at the price of ordinary yellow beef about 21 pounds, a cow can earn 4,000 yuan.

If you have nearly 300 heads, you can earn 1.2 million yuan a year.

In other words, at most one year, they can earn back the three million they invested and earn a farm.

Of course, this is just the price of regular beef.

In fact, Wu Gang and Liu Mang are not going to sell like this.

You know, they are targeting the high-end beef market.

The price of about twenty per pound is not worth the organic beef they raise now.

As a breeder.

They have already tasted the beef from the farm.

Even if it is because it has only been raised for a few months, it is not as good as the domestic meat on Wang Zhen’s farm.

But compared to the beef in the world, the beef in their farms is several times more delicious.

Therefore, they have already thought that the beef in the farm should take a high-price route.

Not to mention anything else, it costs at least 40 per pound.

If they can't sell it, they would rather open their own shop and sell cooked beef.

"Well, okay, you can just make the decision."

"By the way, in June, the wheat will be harvested."

"And wheat straw can actually be used as feed for cattle."

"Look at it, should you leave it to the farm?"

When Wang Zhen heard the two people's plans, he asked with a smile.

Rural areas have always had the habit of raising cattle with wheat straw.

However, because of too many straws, summer is the season for various grasses to grow, which is just inconspicuous.

"Yes, of course, don't be a fool."

"You know, we have always been afraid that the farm's corn poles will not be enough to eat until the corn harvest next year. With the straw, we don't have to worry."

"Yes, yes, you must not sell the straw for this year to others at a low price, and then the farm will receive it at a high price."

After hearing Wang Zhen say this, Wu Gang and Liu Mang remembered this and ordered Wang Zhen with joy.

"Okay, then I will keep everything for you to raise cattle. Come on, I'll be optimistic about you."

Looking at Wu Gang and Liu Mang, Wang Zhen nodded in agreement, full of expectations for next June.

Invest one million?

How much money can you make in a year?

He was a little looking forward to it.

After a brief chat, Wang Zhen knew that Wu Gang and Liu Mang were busy, so he did not leave two more people and began to prepare for them as they needed.

Pay the money as usual.

After seeing off the two people, Wang Zhen handed over the chickens, ducks, geese caught from the beast circle and a slaughtered sheep to Wang Ma and the others for handling, and his father and others discussed how to deal with the pork.

There are five pigs, and there are two left now.

One end can be made into a gift note, and the other end can’t be finished with the Wang family in a short time, so we need to discuss how to deal with it.

"How about Dad, let's make bacon?"

During the discussion, Wang Zhen remembered the delicious bacon I had eaten outside, and couldn't help but say it with a tremendous tantrum.

There is no tradition of making bacon here in Nanhe.

And normally, most homes don’t have refrigerators.

Therefore, if there is too much meat, most of them will be hung directly in the house or outside the house, so that the cold weather will freeze the meat.

One of the disadvantages of this is that if it is left for a long time, it may taste a little.

Although the Wang family has a refrigerator, it can only be used as part of the meat. If two pigs are there, there is no need to think about it and I will definitely not be able to put it down.

"Baoke? We haven't made it?"

When Wang Zhen said this, Wang Dad and Wang Liang looked helpless.

Every province has its own cuisine that is unique to each province.

Bacon is a specialty from Sichuan and Lake provinces. Wang Dad and Wang Liang have never been there, so they know how to make it there.

"Hehe, we don't know, it doesn't mean others don't know."

"Did you forget Zhao Jia's wife, our cousin is from Sichuan?"

Hearing the words of Wang Dad and Wang Liang, Wang Zhen smiled and reminded him.

The Nanhe River was originally next to the military road, but in the early years, there were other provinces who had fled to famine.

Some stayed and married to Luowan Village.

Some ran away, left the children, and found no news.

Zhao Jia's wife is from Sichuan. When she was fleeing famine, she passed by Luojiawan and married Zhao Jia.

"Hey, I forgot this if you don't say it. Maybe she really knows it, why don't you ask."

Hearing Wang Zhen's words, Wang Dad and Wang Liang suddenly realized. After responding, Wang Dad said to him with a smile.

"Well, you guys are here now, I'll go over and ask."

Hearing that his father and brother had no objection, Wang Zhen said and walked towards Zhao Jia's family.

It takes three minutes to arrive in a blink of an eye.

From afar, before entering the door, Wang Zhen smelled the strong aroma of oil coming from the yard.

"Woom wool"...

"Cousin, cousin, are you at home?"

Accompanied by the barking of dogs, Wang Zhen walked into Zhao Jia's home and shouted.

"Hey, it's Wang Zhen. You're done. Come and sit here quickly. We're frying some hemp leaves. Come and try it."

Hearing Wang Zhen's voice, Zhao Jia's head stretched out from the kitchen, greeted him, and shrank again and continued to be busy.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next