Shangshan.

The decline in slaughter volume made many contractors secretly relieved, and finally survived. It's like two dying people grabbing each other's throats, and in the end, it's the contractor who lasts until the end.

These days, every contractor has a smile on their faces, and there is less hypocrisy when they meet each other.

The production capacity matches the channel, and it is perfectly matched.

This is the best situation for contractors, and for those who have been crazy for two or three months, they are in an awkward position.

There is no shortage of goods for those who are popular and powerful, and those who are not popular can only run around and find sources again.

"Mr. Lin, I haven't seen Mr. Wang since the New Year, where did he go?"

Wen Tao asked intentionally or unintentionally, he, like Wang Quan, is a person who only cares about the direction and does not operate, to put it bluntly, both of them are idlers.

In the past, when Wang Quan was there, the two often got together to chat and fart, and since the New Year, Wen Tao hadn't seen Wang Quan, to be honest, he really missed him.

Lin Dong's life is also very leisurely now, the market demand is small, the workload has also decreased, the market price has begun to rise, back to the normal price, and the profit has not decreased.

"He's raising pigs at home. ”

Wen Tao looked stunned and smiled: "What are you kidding?

Anyway, when he was idle, Lin Dong told Wang Quan's series of actions, and he was not afraid that people would know about it, but it would be good to know it.

Wen Tao is the person in charge of the slaughterhouse, and he has the right to speak in the purchase of pigs.

After listening to Lin Dong, Wen Tao looked terrified, "This kid is floating? The pig price is so cheap, so he is not afraid of losing his money?"

Lin Dong shook his head, his face was not good-looking, he sighed, and said: "No matter what, the stall has been rolled out, and when the pig grows in a few months, Mr. Wen will have to help him a little more." ”

As the two were talking, there was a knock at the door.

"Please come in. ”

Wen Tao let someone in, but saw a familiar face.

"Mr. Wen, hello. Ah, Ringo is there, too. ”

Yang Rui entered the door with a smile on his face, and after giving the two of them a cigarette, he looked at Lin Dong and asked, "Where is Brother Quan?" I looked for him below, but I didn't see anyone else. ”

Mr. Wen, Brother Lin, Brother Quan.

The relationship between intimacy and alienation is very clear.

Yang Rui's white strip business has been on the right track, especially during the Chinese New Year, when the demand for all stalls soared, the gap between five cents per kilogram became obvious, and it was during that time that Yang Rui's name was opened in Jinling Market.

Now on average, he has to report the goods once every three days, and each time it is the largest refrigerated truck, two trucks at a time.

I heard that Wang Quan was not in Shangshan, but raised pigs in his hometown in Luohe.

A trace of surprise flashed in Yang Rui's eyes, the different color quickly disappeared, and after telling Wen Tao about the report plan this time, Yang Rui got up and prepared to leave, and said: "I drove over this time, bring a few jars of pure grain brew, Mr. Wen and Brother Lin find someone to move down, you two keep it and drink it slowly." ”

Lin Dong drank pure grain brew once at Wang Quan's house, his eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he quickly got up, Wen Tao saw him like this, and guessed in his heart that this wine must be good, and he also got up.

Yang Rui brought five jars of wine, and Wen Tao and Lin Dong took one jar each.

"I'm not in a hurry to leave in the past two days, I'm going to Luohe to find Brother Quan to play, and after my goods are loaded, I'll leave directly, Mr. Wen. ”

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"You came to Luohe just to bring me a few jars of wine?"

Yang Rui nodded, "I heard Brother Lin say that you raise pigs at home, so I was more curious, so I came over, and it was also by the way to send wine." ”

As he spoke, the two of them moved the wine out of the car, and Wang Hongjun's mouth couldn't close when he was smiling, he liked this wine.

Yang Rui walked around the farm, was amazed, looked at so many little piglets in the pigsty, and asked casually, "Brother Quan, are you really optimistic about the future market?"

When I first heard that Wang Quan was raising pigs at home, I thought that Wang Quan was playing tickets on a whim, but after seeing the scale in front of him, he also put away his jokes.

"It's okay, the market is a thing, there are ups and downs, the price of pigs was so cheap last year, it will definitely rise in the future, right?"

Yang Rui showed envy on his face, he thought that he could shorten the gap with Wang Quan by engaging in this white pork business, but he never expected that people would start raising pigs now, and it seemed that the focus had shifted to pig raising.

"It's better on your side, there is no such thing as a ban, so we can't do it on our side, and we have divided a lot of forbidden areas, basically not allowing small households to raise pigs. ”

The ban is one of the means of strict environmental inspection, and Wang Quan does not want to comment on anything.

"By the way, let me ask you something. ”

Wang Quan seemed to think of something, turned to look at Yang Rui and said, "What is the profit of the stall selling meat in the market?"

"It's okay, the profit of one kilogram is about three to four yuan, which is also hard-earned money. If you pair it with some by-products, the profit of four or five hundred a day should be fine. ”

Four or five hundred a day?

Wang Quan was stunned for a moment, this profit is indeed okay, and those ordinary transferees can't make so much in a day. His eyes rolled, and he had a plan in his heart.

At dinner in the evening, Wang Hongjun took the initiative to take out a jar of wine, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "This is sent by Wang Quan's friend, let me tell you, this wine is made from pure grains, and it is not cheap." Usually I don't want to drink, but today you have caught up, there is only one jar, and there is no more. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the workers opened the seal, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out, and the workers were staring at the wine jar.

The big guys are all bitter haha who are throwing food on the construction site, a few people who don't like to drink a few glasses, they are clamoring to quickly pour wine, ten catties of wine, plus Dong Xin and two technicians, nearly 30 people, each person is only three taels of wine, not drunk but can relieve alcohol addiction.

Some people were impatient, and they didn't wait for others to pour it, so they took a sip of the cup, turned around in the mouth, swallowed it slowly, and left a fragrance on their lips and teeth, and suddenly their eyes lit up, and when they looked at the wine again, their eyes showed a trace of reluctance.

Usually the big guys drink together, and it is indispensable to shout five and drink six, but today there is not much wine, and no one mentioned the matter of boxing, each tasting their own wine, but it is a lot quieter.

"Phew...... Wow...... Whew"

There was a quick knock on the iron gate of the farm, and the big guys were stunned, and then looked at Dong Xin, Dong Xin was also puzzled, it's night, who is this.

I got up and walked out, opened the small door and saw a car parked outside.

A young man stood at the gate, saw Dong Xin open the small door, walked over quickly, and wanted to go to the field without saying hello.

"Well, who are you?"

What is the farm?

Can't you see the big words 'Outsiders are not allowed to enter' on the wall at the door?

Dong Xin hurriedly stopped the visitor and asked.

The visitor glanced at Dong Xin, looked arrogant, and said, "I'm looking for your boss." ”

Dong Xin didn't move, stared at the young man and said coldly, "The boss is not here." ”

"You call him and ask him to come over. ”

Scold.

Dong Xin smiled and said, "Who are you? Our boss is too busy, I want to see the boss, make an appointment first." ”

A wave of anger appeared on the young man's face, he squinted at Dong Xin, and said, "A pig farmer still needs to make an appointment?

This is no longer young and vigorous, this is simply uneducated, Dong Xin didn't want to deal with him, so he closed the door and locked it, and went back to the house without looking back.

The young man froze, he didn't expect that he would be locked out of the door, his face suddenly turned red, he glared at the door fiercely, stomped his foot, and turned to leave.