Hearing that, Zheng Tufu could not help but feel excited.
Pointing at a rock, the two of them squatted on the rock and looked at the pigs in the open-air pigpen. "Look at these pigs. They eat the grasshoppers so well that they look glossy and smooth. If you eat them at this time, the stench in the meat will lessen a lot. The most important thing is that these pigs are too fat. If they are kept like this, they will lose fat every day! My heart aches just looking at them. "
Zhang Feng could not help but shake his head when he heard that.
"I asked you to come here because of this. Do you know of a type of pig that can stretch up to two hundred catties?"
"What?"
"Two hundred catties of fat pig?"
Zheng Tufu exploded.
His exclamation attracted everyone's attention.
Seeing that, Zheng Tufu hurriedly grabbed Zhang Feng's arm and asked in a low voice, "Well, little brother, tell me. How can a pig grow up to two hundred catties? My family has been dealing with pigs for several generations. I really didn't know that a pig could grow up to two hundred catties. Are you sure this is true? "
In this era, pigs that could grow up to one hundred and fifty catties had to have been reared for at least three to five years. However, the stench of the pig could be smelled even from a few streets away. This type of pig was basically kept for breeding.
Or an old sow.
Otherwise, a normal pig wouldn't be able to reach a hundred and fifty catties. The pig that Butcher Zheng gave to Zhang Feng last time was a pig that Butcher Zheng had been raising for four and a half years. Although the pork was selling well, especially in the past few months, it was a different story for this kind of pig. Although it was embarrassing, it was very nutritious. Therefore, it was really rare to give something like this to someone.
However, to be able to rear a two hundred catties pig?
And a big fat pig at that?
How was that possible?
Zhang Feng smiled faintly.
"You don't need to know how it grew up to two hundred catties. You'll know when the time comes. Let me ask you, if I give this pig to you, will you take it? When the time comes, I'll make this pig farm suffer a huge loss. Not to mention Chang 'an City, even Tubo and Turkic people will come to buy our pigs. Are you willing to be the king of pigs? "
"Yes!"
How could Zheng Tufu not do it?
He had been dealing with pigs all his life. Now that he was here, not only could he find a successful husband for his son, but he could also put down his butcher knife and do other things. How could he not do it?
However, Zheng Tufu still asked with uncertainty, "Little Brother Zhang, this pig is easy to deal with, but this is just a low-grade thing after all. Are you sure this thing will sell well when the time comes?"
"Of course!"
"But, who told you that this pig is an animal? Just wait and see. When the time comes, I can guarantee that these pigs will grow to two hundred pounds in less than half a year. Moreover, these pigs won't have any foul smell on them. This is something better than beef and mutton! "
Hearing this, Zheng Tufu's eyes turned red. A mouthful of phlegm was stuck in his throat, making gurgling sounds. Both of his hands gripped Zhang Feng tightly, causing Zhang Feng to grimace in pain.
"I say, isn't this just a pig? Do you have to be like this? If they had the fodder and the food I prepared, let alone half a year, they would be able to grow to 200 pounds in three months! I say, you … "
Zhang Feng was not lying.
There was actually a problem with this pig's breed.
However, the most important thing was that the people of this era did not have the habit of feeding pigs. Basically, every pig was either a breeding pig or a sow. It would be strange if they tasted good.
If he were to lose weight, he would no longer care about anything else. He would only know how to eat and sleep. It would be strange if he didn't gain weight!
However, to the people of this era, all of this was too inconceivable.
Zhang Feng patted Zheng Tufu who was still rooted to the ground.
"Old Zheng, there's a lot to learn! If you do it, I'll pass on all my pig rearing skills to you. What do you think? "
"You … You want to … You want to pass on all your pig rearing skills to me? You, you know how to rear pigs? "
Zheng Tufu went crazy.
However, this was not important. What was important was that Zhang Feng was going to pass on his skills!
Zheng Tufu could not help but kneel in front of Zhang Feng agitatedly and kowtow three times. No matter how hard Zhang Feng tried to pull him up, he could not.
Zhang Feng did not care.
Was this not a perfect pig rearing system?
Was this necessary?
After settling Zheng Tufu down with much difficulty, Zhang Feng said, "Since you've agreed, then in a few days, I'll give you a secret. You must not tell anyone!"
"I promise, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu asks, I, Old Zheng, will not tell anyone!"
Zheng Tufu swore for a while.
Zhang Feng was speechless again. .
"Alright, it's all up to you. However, you have to go back to your old profession. Kill a pig, kill one every day. Remove the foul smell, chop it up and throw it into the pot to stew. When the foul smell is gone, pour it into the bowl of porridge. Remember, you must dare to do it before these people start eating!"
As he spoke, Zhang Feng took out a small cloth bag from his chest and handed it to Zheng Tufu. "You know what's inside. When the time comes, go to the pharmacy and get me some more. Every time you get pork, give me this bag. Also, don't be stingy with the salt. Put in what you need …"
Zhang Feng instructed Zheng Tufu on some matters.
Zheng Tufu opened the cloth bag subconsciously.
The cloth bag contained nothing but star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves and so on.
Zheng Tufu could not help but be stunned.
Were these not the usual medicinal herbs from the pharmacy?
Could this be pork???
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