Huang Xiucai didn't expect Xia Yue to suddenly ask this, he was stunned for a while, his expression was complicated, and his eyes looked into the distance, "Is it worth it or not, and how can it be summed up in one sentence?" If it's not worth it, how can you be so persistent? Even the figure with a lonely look seems to be a little rickety.

Xia Yue thought thoughtfully, "I think whether it is worth it or not is the best measure in the eyes of the people you care about or the people who care about you, isn't it?" ”

Huang Xiucai was stunned, and his expression was gloomy when he thought of something, "Don't say it, go back." ”

"Madam, what did you just say to Huang Xiucai? Why can't the slave and maid understand? "Tourmaline heard from beginning to end, but didn't understand anything.

"I don't understand it either, maybe I'll understand it later." Xia Yue watched Huang Xiucai's back disappear into the crowd, turned around and went to the county office to find Han Cheng and ask him about beef cattle.

As far as she knows, ancient cattle can not be easily slaughtered, but in fact, the house of the powerful has a record of breeding beef cattle, and now that the mountain land is bought, the next step is to engage in the breeding industry, if you want to breed beef cattle, you must not avoid Hancheng.

It was just past dinner at this time, and Han Cheng didn't have anything to do, so he heard that Xia Yue asked him about the beef cattle and went to see her.

Xia Yue went straight to the point and said her purpose directly, Han Cheng had dealt with her a few times and knew what kind of temper she was, so she was not surprised, "You want to breed beef cattle, just to supply the hot pot restaurant?" "On the first day of the opening of the world, Changsheng deliberately left a small private room for Han Cheng, Han Cheng was a delicious person, and he had never eaten something, so he went unceremoniously when he heard that he had reserved a place for himself.

It may be that he went out a few years ago, and Han Cheng can eat any taste, so he ordered the mandarin duck pot with red oil and pork belly chicken, the trendy way of eating, coupled with the spicy and hot taste, he fell in love with just one bite.

It was only after eating the bottom of the red oil pot that he knew that Changsheng asked him if he had any place to kill the cow, and it turned out to be to buy butter.

For Han Cheng, there is nothing to shy about, Xia Yue nodded bluntly: "Yes, the bottom of the red oil pot is boiled with butter, and if there is no butter, the flavor of the bottom of the red oil pot will be lost, and relying on the patchwork of butter is obviously not enough for the store to operate, so I want to get a farm to specialize in raising some livestock and poultry." ”

"What kind of farm did you buy Shiniu Mountain for?"

Xia Yue nodded, but Han Cheng said incredulously: "Aren't you afraid that the imperial court will not allow you to raise cattle privately?" ”

Xia Yue didn't say anything about the beef cattle raised privately by the nobles, but said: "Even if you can't raise cattle, you can raise other ones, anyway, the store will use them, and if you breed them yourself, at least the quality can be controlled, and it will not lead to uneven meat quality." ”

"Besides, does the imperial court have an official document that prohibits private breeding of beef cattle?"

Han Cheng smiled, this woman is really shrewd, "It is true that the imperial court did not explicitly issue a ban on raising beef cattle privately, but you are so confident that I have it here?" ”

"Who told you to be not only the county master, but also Han Shizi? So I believe in you! "Xia Yue has an expression that I am very optimistic about you.

"It's not impossible to want beef cattle, but even if it's me, I guess I can't get too much for a while." Han Cheng said.

Xia Yue thought to herself, as long as there are four or five cows, when the time comes, they will be brought in to breed with cultivated cattle, and there will not be at least a dozen cows a year. It's a big deal, the bottom of the red oil pot won't be sold first.

"In a month, I can only get you fifty heads, do you see enough?"

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