"That's right," Dad nodded in agreement, and said clearly, "The mountain and the stone went to Guojiazhuang, tomorrow our family will have a lot of things to do, and we will be busy for a few days after the New Year. ”

"Okay, good, good," Xiao Zhuzi happily rubbed the corner of himself, for fear that the second aunt would say anything against again, so he hurriedly said, "Just according to what the second uncle and sister Fang'er said, I will come over tomorrow to listen to the orders, no matter what happens, don't be polite to me, I am not afraid of hard work." ”

Speaking of the latter sentence, Xiao Zhuzi secretly glanced at the smiling Yun Fang again, and quickly turned his face away, and carefully picked up the big bowl that Yun Fang brought, "I know that Erzhu, Second Aunt and Sister Hua'er and Sister Fang'er have all been tired for a day, I, I'll go back." ”

Father and mother nodded, and Yun Fangyou instructed, "Just let the soldiers drink a small half porcelain bowl every day, it's not good to drink too much, if you drink it and get better, you are quietly looking for me to ask for it, let's drink it for a while and then take a look." ”

"I remembered. With a grateful smile on his face, Xiao Zhuzi agreed one by one, and then carefully walked out of the courtyard of the Lan family with the big sea bowl in his hand, and walked towards his own courtyard in a quiet night.

After sending away the little pillar, the Lan family rested, and after a busy day, everyone slept very sweetly this night.

Early the next morning, the small courtyard of the Lan family was once again lively.

After chasing Li Jinrong to sell pigs yesterday, Li Jinrong was scared to hug his head and run away, everyone understands one thing more in their hearts: that is, this year's fat pig market is too poor, if you don't make a move as soon as possible, it is really possible to smash it in your own hands, and you can't change a big son.

Therefore, after a total of one night, everyone also understood this truth, so they rushed to the Lan family's small courtyard together, told them about the situation of their big fat pig, and received a fixed money from the Lan family, a fixed fee of 20 yuan for a pig, made a decision, took the money, and everyone's hearts were much more steady.

Xiao Zhuzi also came to the Lan family early in the morning, as promised last night, followed Yun Fang's side, and watched her record the situation of the big fat pigs in the homes of the villagers who came to the door, although Xiao Shi couldn't understand what Sister Fang'er wrote and painted, but looking at her serious appearance, Xiao Zhu felt satisfied and down-to-earth from the bottom of his heart, and felt that he must be full of sunshine in the future.

Songpotun is just a closed small mountain village, the Lan family is just an ordinary mountain village farmer, naturally there is no four treasures of the study, that day Yunfang deliberately spent half a day rummaging for a long time to find some rough yellow paper, one side is missing a corner of the broken inkstone, but where can not find the brush used by the ancients, and had to find some reed stalks of appropriate thickness, with a knife to sharpen one end, just like the kind of fountain pen used in modern times, dipped in some hard grinding ink, you can also write and paint.

In the past, this kind of villagers owe each other money and property on credit is an oral agreement, and there is no need for written documents to prove anything, everyone has lived together for generations, and it is decided that it is decided, and no one will change the content of the agreement without authorization.

However, this time the Lan family did not just owe one or two pigs on credit, Yun Fang was planning to do business. Therefore, my father used the method of word of mouth in Songpo Tunkou to make a verbal agreement with the villagers one by one, and Yunfang simply recorded every account of the fat pig on credit in his own way.

When she was still Lan Danxi, she started from a small business, and supported a larger and larger business by herself, and people in several surrounding villages were counting on her to eat, and she never dared to be sloppy about those accounts, and today's accounts of dozens of pigs were just a drizzle for her.

There is only one thing, the paper found at home is too rough, and the simple fountain pen cut from the reed stalks is also not very good, Yun Fang writes a few strokes, always stops and fiddles, and curses a few words in a low voice.

Yunfang keeps accounts, using the current methods, almost all of them use Arabic numerals, not to mention the villagers who can't read big characters in Songpo Tunli, even those well-educated old masters can't see anything famous, so she just records according to her own method, but she doesn't worry about others reading it.

Yun Fang was immersed in the happiness of recording, after a long time, she forgot the little pillar that was quietly and curiously looking at her, and occasionally raised her head, looking at his curious and unknown appearance, Yun Fang smiled at him temperamentally, and then lowered her head and continued to write and stroke, writing symbols that only she herself could understand.

The villagers of Songpotun came to the Lan family one after another to finish things and left, the Lan family was busy from morning to noon, and even breakfast was to take advantage of the gap between people to eat a few bites, until the sun rose to the top of their heads, and the small courtyard of the Lan family gradually quieted down.

I don't know if Li Jinrong avoided snakes and scorpions like yesterday and avoided the people who wanted to sell fat pigs and fled, or the people who slept all night figured it out, the number of fat pigs that the Lan family actually owed on credit had reached more than eighty, and they really used out nearly two hangs of cash.

Fortunately, thanks to the eldest sons that Li Jinrong indirectly used yesterday, the extra twenty pigs were also successfully credited, and they were all happy.

Everyone lives in the same village, and whose pigs are like and what the father's heart is generally counting, so the Lan family will release the money first without inspecting the fat pigs.

After putting the money in the morning and having lunch, my father took Yun Fang and Xiaozhu to look at the fat pigs from house to house, and roughly visually measured the size of the pigs, so as to arrange the order of killing the pigs. After all, they are not like the slaughterhouses of later generations, where they can kill pigs in batches, and then transport the pork directly to the major cold storages and sell them to the freezers of various large supermarkets.

This time, Yun Fang plans to use a purely manual method to make those pork into ham meat that can be stored for a long time, and sell it slowly, so that it will be extremely laborious to make. In addition, fresh pork is needed to make a unique and easy-to-store ham, and it takes at least 20 days to process all 80 pigs, which is less than a month.

In this way, there is no theory that I can't finish this thing a year ago, and I still have to prepare a bunch of things for the New Year. Therefore, the family discussed and finally decided to wait until after the New Year, in the coldest period of the year, and then start killing pigs and making ham with all their might.

Therefore, I ran down in a circle, looked at the size of the pigs, and set the order of killing the pigs in order from the largest to the smallest, and before they were slaughtered, the pigs were still fed by the original people. Because the Lan family did not buy pigs according to the size of the pig, but according to the number of heads, a pig is not ** small, it is a hundred dollars, so those thin pigs are raised for a few days, and there is nothing to say, because they still take advantage of it after careful calculation.

Every household checked, agreed on the time to kill the pigs, so a circle down, Dad and Yun Fang had a number in their hearts, everyone was willing to accept their fat pigs The father and daughter of the Lan family also had special respect, no one counted feeding more for a few days, but was very interested in how the Lan family dealt with these fat pigs, and the words and words faintly revealed their worries about the Lan family's business.

Dad smiled and told everyone that it was Fang Yatou's idea, and Yun Fang kept smiling and told everyone not to worry, they just saved these pork first, and they would find a way to sell it slowly, so that everyone could rest assured.

Yun Fang likes this atmosphere very much, the relationship between them is not pure money and goods, the seller sells things, and he no longer cares about the buyer, whether he makes or loses, he has nothing to do with them.

The people here have lived in the same tun for generations, although there will be this or that contradiction, but they are villagers, and that kind of simple care is still there, whether they are completely worried about the loss of the Lan family's business, or worried about whether the remaining eighty yuan of each pig they gave out on credit can be successfully recovered, they are really concerned about the operation of the Lan family's business.