Zhang Feng finally woke up from his drowsiness.
Pigs, there were not many left on the deserted mountain. Even in Tonghui Square, not many people had pigs. Even if they started buying last night, they would not be able to buy such a large quantity.
The most important thing was.
Zhang Feng had already expected that this matter would attract countless merchants, as well as foreign merchants.
What was this?
This was the result that Zhang Feng wanted.
But at this time, was the emperor's head kicked by a donkey?
Did he want to have a pig feast?
Although pork was recognized by almost everyone in Chang 'an, it was all based on his reputation. What about other people in Chang' an?
What did these people know?!
If something were to go wrong, then we might not even be able to keep our heads today.
Not to mention anything else.
Seeing that the old village chief was hesitating, Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes and asked, "Old village chief, don't tell me that you haven't settled the pig matter yet?"
The old village chief shook his head and said, "The pig matter is settled. The key problem now is that this is a phosphate fertilizer factory! This is the first time in our Tang Dynasty that something like this has happened in hundreds of years. If we mess it up, won't we regret it to death? "
"Wait!"
Zhang Feng stopped the old village chief and asked, "This pig …"
"It's Zheng Tufu's!"
Zhang Feng's eyes widened when he heard this.
"What? You're saying that these pigs are Zheng Tufu's? "
The old village chief looked at Zhang Feng in surprise and said, "So, you forgot about this matter?"
Zhang Feng's face stiffened.
He had not only forgotten about this matter!
It was as if he had completely forgotten about it.
If the old village chief had not mentioned it, he would have really forgotten about this matter.
At this time, he remembered that it was indeed him who had asked Zheng Tufu and Ma Zhou to go down the mountain to do a side business, which was to push this breed of pig out for him.
It seemed to have been two or three months.
Logically speaking, this pig should have been out of commission. But the strange thing was that he did not receive any news about this matter. Instead, the emperor heard about it.
What he did was simply …
At this time, the old village chief said earnestly, "Feng Zi, you are the head of the family and the head of the hospital. Originally, you have the final say in these matters. However, you have a large family business and are also careless. If we don't help you a little, who knows if those black-hearted people will give you …"
Zhang Feng felt a headache as he listened to the old village chief's endless chatter.
Zhang Feng remembered that he hadn't heard this kind of nagging for a long time. Ever since he went to university, he rarely heard it.
At this moment, Zhang Feng felt that it was somewhat familiar and also somewhat heartwarming.
This is what a family should be like, right?
But …
There was no going back.
The old village chief continued, "Originally, if you don't like listening to this old man's nagging, you can just say it. We won't talk anymore …"
Zhang Feng grabbed the old village chief and invited him to sit down in the central room. Then, he glared at Little Cui 'er and said, "Don't you have any eyesight? Hurry up and serve the old village chief some tea."
Little Cui 'er pouted her lips so hard that one could hang a pot on it.
The old village chief was flattered and waved his hand, "No, no, no. That, Feng Zi, let's not talk about this. Let's talk about business."
"The people who came this time are all nobles and officials. There are even nobles from the imperial palace. These people are all people who can control our life and death with a stomp of their feet. Although you are the dean now, we still have to make friends with these people, right?"
"So, no matter what the reason is, we have to properly talk about this matter today. If something goes wrong today, it will be a big deal. We will lose face in front of the foreign barbarians. This is not good for our business!"
"This pork isn't anything good to begin with. If something goes wrong, or if it isn't handled properly, logically speaking, this meat needs to be marinated for an entire night before the smell can be absorbed and the stench can be removed. However, there isn't enough time now, so I'm still a little worried about this pork …"
When Zhang Feng heard this, he finally understood what the old village chief was worried about.
He was worried that the smell of the pork would provoke public anger.
Zhang Feng smiled faintly. After comforting the old village chief, he said word by word, "Old village chief, what you said is not without reason. This banquet will have a great impact on the reputation of our academy and our business in the future. The Emperor allowed us to host this time, which means that the Emperor trusts us!"
When the old village chief heard this, his expression became even more anxious.
Zhang Feng hurriedly waved his hand and calmed the old village chief. "Don't be anxious. Let me finish."
Zhang Feng smacked his lips and said, "Do you still remember those craftsmen I found?"
When he said this, the old village chief instantly remembered that when Zhang Feng really did let Lao Li's son go to the imperial palace to find an old eunuch called Old Gao. Now, if anyone dared to call him Eunuch Gao, that old fellow would fight with his life. But later, Old Gao lived in the grey house. That was the first house on the mountain!
After that, the braised meat and food factory appeared. Then, the pigs on the mountain disappeared.
Even Zheng Tufu's entire family had disappeared.
Could it be …
Did they go out to cause trouble?
Without waiting for him to ask, Zhang Feng continued, "Don't worry about this for now. In short, just remember this. For this banquet, just do as you normally do. Also, there won't be any fishy smell. In short, as long as this banquet is done well, the old and young of Tong Hui Fang will be able to earn a lot of money!"
Earn a lot of money …
At this moment, this was the only thing left in the old village chief's mind.
He did not think that Zhang Feng would actually say this.
At this moment, even if he had a stomach full of worries and words, he was shocked by these three words and swallowed them back down.
His face that was full of worries instantly turned from worry to joy. Suddenly, it became a face full of excitement and joy.
"Then … then this old man will go back to work. You continue. When this old man returns, this old man will personally host the banquet for the young master!"
As he spoke, the old village chief ignored Zhang Feng's ugly face and ran away.
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