Night, two o'clock sharp.

Cheng Peng had already brought the wild boar to the back kitchen of the farmhouse, and Zhu Fatzi was contacting the butcher to clean up the pig. In the middle of the night, the butcher was willing to come after adding fifty yuan.

When the butcher came, he was amazed when he saw the big boar, and said it was a pity: "I didn't bleed when I died, and the meat must be very fishy." But it's nothing, game, it's delicious and chewy. ”

This butcher is a skilled hand, and in two and a half hours, he will pack up all the pork. As soon as the pig was chopped open, a thick aroma of meat wafted out, and this time not only the butcher, but even the fat man felt magical. He has been in the business for so many years, and he has handled many wild meats, but this is the first time he has seen such good quality.

"It seems that this kid dares to ask for that price, and he doesn't ask for it in a vacuum. Zhu Fatzi said secretly.

In fact, at this moment, he already faintly felt in his heart that eighty-one catties of meat was definitely worth it.

After weighing on the scale, the net meat was really 380 catties, and the meat yield was close to 0.6. Cheng Peng secretly calculated in his heart: "Mom, it's hairy, three hundred and eight, how can you get seventy or eighty-one pounds." I can make more than 20,000 yuan this time, haha!"

He fantasized that after he got the money, he would first buy a new mobile phone, how could he do it if he didn't use it well in the past few years? Then he would buy a farm tricycle, and hmph, he wouldn't have to borrow someone else's car again.

Over there, when the fat man Zhu gave the butcher a salary and asked for an extra fifty yuan, the butcher smiled and pushed away his money: "I don't want fifty, you can cut me a pound of meat." ”

"You kid thinks beautifully, such a good meat, we have to sell it for a few hundred yuan a piece, do you still want a catty? Haha, but with our friendship, although we don't have a catty, half a catty is always OK, cut it yourself." Zhu Fatzi smiled.

Cheng Peng raised his eyebrows, and he noticed that Zhu Fatzi was talking about one portion, not one catty.

"Mom, this is a huge profit. He said secretly, "It seems that I am still too subtle in asking for the price~"

The butcher smiled: "Half a catty is fine, this pig is simply rare to see in a hundred years." I've been killing pigs for so long, and I've never seen such good meat. Look at this tender meat, it stands to reason that when you get into the flesh of the pig, it will turn into firewood, but what about it? Look at this texture, let me tell you, Lao Zhu, you have to sell this meat for a lot of money, anyway, the people who come to eat here are rich people. ”

As he spoke, he cut half a pound of meat for himself and took it happily.

Cheng Peng kept laughing and silent, and when the butcher left, he smiled and said to Zhu Fatzi: "Uncle, what is the price? I didn't kill you, did I?"

"Hmph, don't say so much yet, fry a plate and taste it. "Zhu Fatzi cut a piece of meat by himself, washed it and cut it, and stir-fried it on the stove.

That's how good it is to be a chef, you can eat anything, otherwise how would he grow into the mellow appearance he has now?

After a while, a plate of fried meat was served, he beckoned Cheng Peng to sit together, brought a bottle of beer, and the two chatted while eating.

Cheng Peng drove the mountain road for more than an hour, and he was already hungry when he walked so far with these six or seven hundred pounds on his back. As soon as the meat was put on the pot, the fragrance wafting out of it made his mouth water. Not to mention being invited, even if he is not invited, he will consciously take the initiative to sit down and eat.

Zhu Fatzi wanted to talk to the young man and asked him why he was so strong, and how did this pig come from. But as soon as the chopsticks went down, he suddenly forgot everything.

Why? This meat tastes so beautiful, after being stir-fried, all the oil and salt are put into the meat, mixed with the original fragrance of wild boar, which gives his taste buds a soul bombardment and baptism, it is simply a gluttonous feast.

Zhu Fatzi has been a chef for so many years, and he has eaten a lot of famous dishes, and most of the ingredients are organic and of high quality. After all, the hotels where he is located are all of good grade. He had never tasted such wonderful pork, which made him sigh with emotion, what he had eaten before!

"Good, good!" he chewed and tasted carefully, and after swallowing, he nodded again and again, "Eighty-five." ”

Cheng Peng was also gobbling it up, and when he heard what he said, he raised his head and stared at him: "What?"

"Eighty-five pounds!" Zhu Fatzi said, "Your meat is three hundred and eight, eighty-five pounds, as soon as the morning dawns, as soon as the boss comes, he will settle the bill with you." But you'll have to wait here for a while, maybe in the afternoon. There's something big going on in the store today~"

"No problem!" Cheng Peng agreed, not to mention waiting until the afternoon, it doesn't matter if he waits until midnight. Eighty-five and fifty-one pounds, three hundred and eight pounds, a full thirty-two thousand three!

From more than 10,000 to more than 20,000, and now to more than 30,000, Cheng Peng feels like he is in a dream.

"God, you have finally opened your eyes, so that Cheng Peng can show his skills!" He couldn't help but be excited in his heart, many things that he had never dreamed of before, ran into his mind, "Slow down, let me think about what I should do first." ”

In addition to Cheng Peng's happiness today, there is another person in Bahu Village who is also in a good mood, and this person is Zhang Yunfeng.

Zhang Yunfeng has a dilapidated agricultural tricycle at home, but despite the dilapidated car, it is Zhang Yunfeng's main tool to make money.

Zhang Yunfeng mainly went to the village to visit the households, collecting the farmers' vegetables and selling them in the town. He doesn't sell it at odds, mainly to those restaurants. Why can he sell the restaurant directly? Because the main vegetables he collects are wild vegetables, which are not in large quantities, but the unit price is expensive.

Although this business came and went, it also made his family's life better than most people in the village.

No, two days ago, one of the best restaurants in town, specializing in farmhouse business, ordered thirty catties of bracken with him. Three yuan and five pounds, these dishes can have more than 100 yuan! Thinking of the red and bright banknotes, Zhang Yunfeng was overjoyed.

Hmph, in the entire Hachinohe Village, what other man can make money as good as me?

"Thanks to my cousin working in the kitchen at the farmhouse, where would I have known about it? Zhang Yunfeng got on a tricycle, took vegetables, and rushed to Dongcheng Town early in the morning.

When he came to the restaurant and finished weighing the dishes, Zhang Yunfeng and his cousin got together to smoke, rest and chat, and by the way, inquire about the next demand.

The two of them were smoking cigarettes in the back door of the kitchen in the backyard, when suddenly he heard a familiar laugh coming from the kitchen.

"Hmm, isn't this Cheng Peng's kid's voice?" Zhang Yunfeng was startled, hurriedly went to the door, and looked in through the crack in the door, sure enough, that kid was talking and laughing with a tall black fat man.

"What's the matter?" the cousin asked curiously, seeing that he looked strange.

Zhang Yunfeng lowered his head and pondered, and then looked up again, for fear that he would lose his eyes. His cousin screamed several times before he came to his senses.

"Huh, you call me?" Zhang Yunfeng returned to his cousin.

"Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?" asked my cousin jokingly.

Zhang Yunfeng frowned: "No, I also feel like I've seen a ghost." When did that kid come here?"

"Who are you talking about?" asked my cousin.

"The one with the tall man. Zhang Yunfeng said, "That kid's name is Cheng Peng, from our village, let me tell you, it's not a thing." ”

"Oh brother, be quiet, that person seems to have a good temper with our master. The cousin hurriedly said, "He's here to sell something." ”

"Sell something, cut, his kid doesn't have the ability to fart, what can he sell well?" Zhang Yunfeng said, in fact, he was very strange in his heart, now the time is only more than seven o'clock, he is rushing here at five o'clock, and he has to walk for one and a half hours by car, nearly two hours. But the boy is already here, and he has to go in the middle of the night?

What is it selling, is it worth his journey in the middle of the night? No wonder that kid came to borrow a car last night, Zhang Yunfeng muttered in his heart.