What Zhao Zhongxing said was what Li Jinfeng wanted.

Lard can be bought back to refine lard.

As for the pig's trotters and tube bones, Li Jinfeng also wanted them very much.

However, she still has these things in her space, and she can't take them for herself, unless no one in the production team buys them, she can make it round.

"Captain Zhao, I want lard." Li Jinfeng spoke to Zhao Zhongxing.

Then he lowered his voice and spoke in a voice that Zhao Zhongxing could hear: "If no one wants pig's trotters and tube bones, I want them all!" But when there's no one at night, I'll come back and pick it up! ”

Li Jinfeng didn't want the people in the production team to know that she had bought the pig's trotters and bones.

In short, the more low-key, the better!

Zhao Zhongxing is also a discerning person and knows what Li Jinfeng means.

But Li Jinfeng really helped in this matter.

These extra pig's trotters and tube bones, you can't divide them, and everyone thinks that they can't draw a pound with bones.

If no one really wants it, he will have to go to his relatives in the city.

Coming and going, not to mention the trouble, it is obviously a matter of letting others take advantage, and if you don't do it well, people will think that you want to take advantage of them.

If Jin Feng is willing to make a round, he has the money to buy tools for the production team in the coming year, and he doesn't have to go to the county seat to see other people's faces.

"Good! You don't have to pick it up in person, I'll send it to you and Jianguo in the evening! Zhao Zhongxing spoke.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao!"

Zhao Zhongxing weighed the lard for Li Jinfeng, a total of four catties and two taels.

When the time comes, it is boiled into lard, which can produce about three catties of lard.

If it weren't for the slightly higher price, Zhao Zhongxing would have wanted to buy it himself.

Pity......

Lu Jianguo paid Zhao Zhongxing two pieces of ninety-four, and under the envious gaze of a group of people, he left the courtyard of Wang Dafu's house.

Back at Li's house, a group of people looked at the lard in Lu Jianguo's hand and their eyes widened in shock.

"Jin Feng, Jianguo, you are ......"

"I bought some lard, and when the time comes, I can refine some lard, and I usually put some when you stir-fry." Li Jinfeng said.

This is on the way here, the two of them discussed.

The lard and the bones remained.

Three pig's trotters, after Li Jinfeng was ready to be pickled, they were taken to Jiangbei Provincial City, marinated into pig's trotters, and relieved Lu Mingfang's hunger.

Of course, there must be space in between.

On the chicken feet that should be answered, Li Jinfeng has never had the time and opportunity to do it.

This time, I have to get it right, otherwise it will always make people worry about it, and the time will be very immoral.

The few catties of lard that Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo bought were actually more expensive than the catties of meat that the Li family shared.

Most of the time, everyone eats boiled vegetables.

Even if it is cotton oil with a slightly bitter taste, it is saved and saved, and the days are so sad.

There are these catties of plate oil, the refined lard, and a small spoonful of a meal.

The Li family has had a good life for most of the year.

The Li family's lunch has been prepared, three bowls of pig-killing vegetables, two green vegetables, and then a bowl of coarse grain gruel for one person.

When they are not working, everyone generally eats less, and Topaz, as the leader, also tries to save it.

Li Jinfeng is not very hungry, and he is busy refining oil alone.

The oil that I bought back should be cleaned, and the lymph in it should be removed one by one.

In the washed pot, put some water, put in the cut plate oil, a few soybeans, slowly boil for about half an hour, the plate oil becomes oil residue, scoop it up, and leave it in the pot, which is lard.