Stationmaster, this wild boar can't be killed by hunting, it must be raised in captivity. You want to; No matter how many wild boars there are, there will be times when they are caught. I think this contract is five years, so I can take a longer view. ”

After the fat man calmed down a little, he also figured out that although those wild boars were noisy, it was nature, and if they were stupid and slept like domestic pigs, they would not be called wild boars.

And to be supplied for a long time, it must be solved by breeding, if the wild boar on the mountain is cut off, then it is called killing chickens and taking eggs.

The stationmaster also pondered: "Makes sense, fat man, how many wild boars do you have?"

"Fifty of them, big and small. "The fat man was originally upset when he looked at the wild boar, and he didn't count it at all, it is estimated that Cao Guosheng must have counted it in his heart.

"Okay, how much can I sell, I'll give you a report!" The stationmaster patted his thigh, he didn't expect that the matter would be solved like this, he couldn't worry about it these days, and if the task assigned by his superiors couldn't be completed, he would be too embarrassed.

The day before yesterday, I discussed with Secretary Ma of the commune, and was ready to call on everyone to go into the mountains to catch wild boars, but as soon as they heard that it was Shangdaqingshan, they all shook their heads: Don't let you use guns to fight, and want to deal with the big wild boars with brute strength, isn't that a dream, besides, there are tigers and wild wolves on the mountain, and it is dangerous.

The last time the bear hunting team was attended by a few militiamen from the township, and after coming back, they spread the word that no one could make money and die, right?

Now I heard that the fat man's company noodles are in stock, how can I not like it.

Zi Ze blinked a few small eyes: "It depends on the situation, we basically don't want to sell the big pigs, but we can sell some of the cubs that are still breeding, I don't know if anyone is willing to raise them?"

"The purchase price of land is twice as high as that of domestic pigs. You say is there anyone willing to raise. Fatso. Isn't that wild boar thing easy to feed?" the stationmaster knew that this fat man looked quite honest. But in business, we never trade at a loss. So I don't hide it.

"That's right, and they're going to sell piglets. Now there are about 30 of them. We're going to keep some of that. I can sell 20 pieces, and I would like you to contact you. You can pick up your order after a week. "The fat man does things and just makes a decision on the spot.

"Then let's settle it - why don't you sign a contract first?"

"Don't worry. Nails are nails are rivets. I speak to specify the arithmetic. "The fat man flew into the car. Energize the soles of your feet. Ride home with your arms dangled. It's almost time to ride a motorcycle.

When I returned to the village, I picked him up and went to Captain Li's house. When he entered the door, he shouted: "Who knows how to pig, captains?"

Captain Li was stunned by his question: "Fatty, you don't have a little piglet at home." Aren't you going to put them stupid? It is estimated that no one dares to do it, and I have never seen a bear blind man. ”

The fat man scratched the back of his head and spoke in his heart: When did Uncle Captain's imagination become so rich?

"I mean, those wild boar cubs, the wild boars are going to be bought from above, and we are going to sell a batch of piglets. The fat man told the captain about the situation.

"What are you doing with that effort, it's easy to sell it directly, and the piggy has to wilt for a few days, you're a bit of a fart off your pants." "Captain Lee criticized the fat man.

"Hehe, captain, you're too affordable, isn't it, if you don't deal with it, people will buy it back and raise it, and keep the lamb. The fat man had a wicked smile on his face.

Captain Li smacked his lips again and again: "This is reasonable, it's still your kid antique, then quickly call the three guns back, he can hold the knife, and others really don't know this technique." ”

It is said that in the former countryside, there was a special kind of livelihood called "pig craftsman". In rural areas, people who know how to do crafts are generally called "craftsmen", glassmakers, pig makers, bricklayers, carpenters, etc., and even those who blow trumpets are called trumpet craftsmen.

The craftsman belonged to this category of mechanics, riding a bicycle with a large red cloth tied to the handlebars, and a greasy canvas bag with needles and threads, hooks and, of course, the pig's knife.

Pigs raised in rural areas, except for breeding pigs and sows with lambs, generally have their genitals cut off at a young age, so that the pigs will not be reluctant, and it is easy to fatten.

As soon as spring arrives, the pig craftsmen become active, going from village to village, and they can often be seen in front of the pigsty. For a family, pigs are also a big deal, and the handlebars should be clean and neat, and no hidden dangers can be left.

The little babies love to look around, and the pig maker finishes picking up the piglets, and then often shakes the knife: "Babies, why don't you take your little one?"

The little babies immediately covered their crotches and ran away, causing a lot of laughter.

This job seems simple, a little pig is only two or three minutes away, but it is also a technical job, and ordinary people will not. For example, if you are backing Shantun, Wang Sanpao dares to start, and the technology is not bad, anyway, so far, there has been no situation where the piglets died because of the pigs.

So he hurriedly sent someone to Nanwazi to find Wang Sanpao, and it happened that the old boy of the car boss drove back to the market on four wheels, and pulled Wang Sanpao back at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Sanpao went home and took out a cloth bag, called a few stick guys, and then went straight to the pig farm.

When I got there, I saw a bunch of wild boars on the hillside, and the old sow led a litter of piglets to wander around, very leisurely and comfortable.

The fat man said twice: "Okay, you have been eating and drinking for nothing for several years, it's time to make a contribution-where did Cao Guo escape?"

"Where am I here?" next to a pond, Cao Guosu stood up, a big wild boar lying at his feet, snorting with his eyes closed, daring to be tickled by Cao Guozhu.

"These things are all catching up!" Wang Sanpao's face gradually showed murderous aura, and he took out a handful of cloth bags and put it in his mouth.

The fat man really saw this thing for the first time, half a foot long, with a peach-shaped blade in front, blades on both sides, not very sharp, thick in the middle, thin edges, and indeed peculiar enough.

"Brother of the country, first drive all the little pigs and lambs into the pen, let's ask for pigs. The fat man yelled.

Cao Guofu looked embarrassed: "Fatty, these things have to be wiped out, if you use a knife, it is not easy to do." ”

"It's the other way around, so let's get the sows and piglets into the pen first. Wang Sanpao fumbled in his pocket for a while and came out with two handfuls of popcorn: "Use this to lure the sow." ”

"Hehe, it's still the third uncle, and it's hard and soft. "The fat man thought that Wang Sanpao was going to be hard, but he didn't expect that he also knew how to overcome rigidity with softness.

Everyone divided some popcorn, the fat man took out some wild fruits, and hooked the sows into the circle respectively, and the little piggy lamb naturally ran in with Huhu. The current pig farm is a pigsty made of stone, there are more than a dozen of them, and the sows have their own litters.

He used food to lure the pig out, and then Wang Sanpao closed the door and jumped in the wall, and the fat man also jumped in to help. Those little piggy lambs also probably noticed that something was wrong and looked at them alertly, and their little noses kept **.

Wang Sanpao suddenly made a move, picked up the hind legs of a piglet in one step, put it to the ground, stepped on the hind legs with one foot, and the fat man also went up to help hold the pig's head and front legs down.

The third cannon scratched the lower part of the piglet's belly twice with his hand, squeezed the fingers of his left hand a few times, and then took the pig-killing knife in his right hand, and opened a small opening in the piglet's lower abdomen.

The pig howled in pain, and struggled desperately with the fat man, but he couldn't move at all.

"Don't worry, you can save yourself after cutting. Wang Sanpao muttered in his mouth, and then began to tear a few times with his hands to remove the ovaries of the little sow. He took out another needle and thread that had been prepared a long time ago, and stitched a few stitches after dividing five by two.

At this time, the old sow outside is gone, hearing the piglet howling inside, the old sow is like crazy, screaming and rushing into the pigsty, a few stick guys outside can only avoid its edge, all flash to the side, this guy is in a hurry to bite people.

Fortunately, Wang Sangunner was fast enough, and the sewing was finished in less than a minute, and he gently patted the pig's belly twice, and then lifted the piglet to the door of the pigsty, opened a small slit, and the piglet slipped out, as if there was nothing, and ran to the sow to feed.

The old sow's anger gradually subsided, and she arched the piglet with her mouth, which also meant a little licking of the calf.

The fat man also stretched out his thumb to Wang Sanpao: "Third uncle, during the Chinese New Year this year, I will give you a pair, split the land of life and death with both hands, and cut the root of right and wrong with one knife, haha——"

"Stinky boy, if you talk nonsense, I'll give you a knife. Wang Sanpao laughed.

"Anything else, now that the emperor has passed, what's the use of you always making a eunuch. The fat man looked at Wang Sanpao's pig knife, and his heart was really a little fluttering.

There are five piglets in this litter, leaving one male and one female, and the rest are gone. The fat man's six heart eyes cut off a handful of hair on the little pig's ** egg and left a mark.

Open the door of the circle, the little pigs ran out, the old sow is estimated to know the number, and when she sees that there is no shortage of babies, this is not to make trouble, but the little eyes that look at Wang Sanpao and the fat man are still full of hostility.

Coming to the next pigsty, Wang San's gunners became more and more proficient, and the progress was also accelerated a lot. However, the old sow outside is more fierce, and she bangs hard against the door of the pigsty, fortunately it is iron, if it is wood, it is estimated that it will really be broken.

Even the fanged boars in the distance came over and surrounded the pigsty, humming one by one, a bit of a hatred of the enemy. A few of them even put their front legs on the stone wall, trying to look inside, but the wall was relatively high and they couldn't reach it.

Cao Guo can only hide far away to save them, if these guys are wild, they are all masters who are not afraid of heaven and earth.

The fat man and Wang Sanpao didn't dare to go out, so they could only jump to the wall and move to the next pigsty.

After two busy work, the twenty-two little wild boars were castrated, the pigsty was empty, and the wild boars gradually dispersed. Wang Sanpao and the fat man walked out and washed their hands in the house in the deer farm.

"Third child, what about the cut things?" Zhang Laohan asked Wang Sanpao anxiously.

"Haha, I'll keep it for you, I know you're proud of this-Lao Zhang, you said you're an old errand boy, what are you doing eating stuff. Wang Sanpao handed him a bag of oilcloth, which was cut from the little boar just now.

"This is a big supplement, besides, I still want to marry a daughter-in-law and have a baby. Zhang Laohan is only in his fifties, which is not too old.

The fat man said twice: "I think you are always old and strong, when will you invite us to drink happy wine?"

Zhang Laohan lowered his voice and said, "Big Foot told me that there is a widow Li in the commune who wants to walk the aisle, saying that she is introducing me." ”

The fat man clicked his lips: "Then maybe I can really hold my son next year." ”

Wang Sanpao pouted: "Come on, it's time to hold your grandson at this age!"

Zhang Laohan glared at him angrily, and really wanted to throw the oilcloth bag in his hand in his face, but in the end he was still reluctant.