Mo Tingyu can understand, but Li Changfeng and Li Changyu brothers don't understand very well, but pig raising knows that luncheon meat is made of pork, and pigs should also be raised, otherwise they will all buy it, isn't it for nothing to send money to others, if you raise it yourself, you can save the money to buy meat!

"It's good to raise pigs, you have to use so much meat every day, and you can save money to buy them if you raise them yourself." Li Changfeng said.

After Li Changfeng's words, Li Changyu also said, "Yes, raise it yourself, anyway, the family usually raises it, and it's not a difficult thing."

"Brother Changfeng, Brother Changyu is right, our luncheon meat business is long-term, and we will definitely ask for more and more meat in the future, and it is also good to raise some pigs by ourselves, so as not to let someone see that our business is good and start the price." Han Shuxian said, and then talked about red lotus noodles, "The main thing to make luncheon meat is to use red lotus flour filtered out of the red vetch, and with the red lotus flour added to the minced meat, the luncheon meat can be fixed and shaped, and the taste is delicate and soft."

The two of them never knew that there was red lotus powder in it, "What red lotus powder?"

Before Han Shuxian could explain, Mo Tingyu explained aloud, "It's the white pulp that comes out of the red roots."

Mo Tingyu used the cognition gained in life to tell Li Changfeng and the brothers what red lotus powder was.

If there was no luncheon meat for Han Shuxian to know about the red starch, he would not understand the white pulp, but the two Li Changfeng brothers could understand it, and they obviously knew the white pulp in Mo Tingyu's mouth, "That white pulp is red lotus flour?" Li Changyu asked rhetorically in order to be sure that it was what he thought.

Every year when it is time to dig in the field, at least half of the red lotus planted in the Li family's field is dug out by the two brothers, but even if the two of them are careful every time they dig a hoe, they still inevitably hurt a few red roots, and the red roots will come out with some white pulp, which turns out to be red pulp.

Through the recollection of the white pulp, I thought that the white slurry was a little sticky when it was on my hands, and I thought that it was because of the white pulp sticking to my hands that the meat was glued together and formed, "The white pulp is very sticky, no wonder I can stick my hands together, and I owe it to my brain to think of this method."

Han Shuxian didn't expect Li Changfeng to come up with such a good reason for Mo Ziyun, this is much better than dreaming, "It is estimated that Wan Yun also came up with a method after seeing the white pulp."

When Mo Tingyu saw Han Shuxian say this, she also knew that the saying of dreaming was not suitable to talk about everywhere, so she also said: "She has to think about everything she sees, a few days ago, she stretched out the meat into the stove hole and roasted it and ate it once, and then she thought about making a barbecue thing every day to make a barbecue to eat it, and she was thinking about it all day long."

Han Shuxian took Mo Tingyu's words with a smile, "I really let her figure it out again, wait for Ming'er and I'll ask the master of the blacksmith shop to see if I can make it." Later, he added, "I guess it can be made." It's not difficult, just a few pieces of iron to fence it up.

"You're used to her, and I think she wants to take off the stars in the sky in the future." Moting Rain Road.

"A smart and well-behaved baby like us Wanyun, not to mention that she wants the stars in the sky, if I had the ability to take them off, I would have picked them up for her and hung them in the room to play." Han Shuxian said after Mo Tingyu's words.

When he said this, Li Changfeng and Li Changyu echoed again, "No, not only the stars, but also the moon were picked off for her to play with."

After a few jokes, they returned to the topic, and then Han Shuxian talked about the red lotus flour again, and after talking about how the red lotus flour came about, he said that he returned to the pig raiser, and told the two of them not to let people know that they bought the red lotus to grind the red vetch flour, and the red lotus could only be bought because of feeding the pigs and preparing to raise more pigs for luncheon meat.

After Han Shuxian left, Li Changfeng and Li Changyu listened to Li Linsong and Li Linyu read for a while, of course, Li Linsong really took the book and read it in his hand, and Li Linyu took the words written by Mo Ziyun for her to recognize, recognized some words and memorized two simple poems.

Seeing that the two babies can read, the two brothers are excited, and someone in the Lao Li family finally knows how to read! This night, the two brothers lay on the bed that Mo Li let out and couldn't fall asleep for a long time, even when they were asleep, the corners of their mouths were raised.

This Yang did not settle down until the second day.

Two people

got up early and robbed Murong Qingyuan of sweeping the yard and fetching water, not only that, but the two who couldn't stay idle also robbed Mo Tingyu of cutting bamboo sticks, but when they accompanied Song Nanzhi to sell luncheon meat on the street, they didn't rob Mo Li and Li Linsong of shouting.

The two took over the work of carrying meat, and after arriving at the county seat, they first sent luncheon meat to the butcher shop. The owner of the butcher shop also stared at the direction where Song Nanzhi came on weekdays, and only after seeing the figure of the group was relieved, he greeted him from afar.

After saying hello, Song Nanzhi asked Li Changyu to put the back basket on the ground, and then bent down to take out the luncheon meat in the back basket one by one, "A total of forty yuan, each piece has half a catty, I sold it for a price of 20 yuan, I don't care if you set the price, I will give you 15 yuan a piece, do you think it will be done?"

As soon as the owner of the butcher stall heard about the price, he immediately compared it with the money earned by the pork on the stall. Even if it is calculated according to the price sold now, every time you sell a piece, you can earn five cents, and the money you make by collecting pigs to kill and sell meat is not small, but selling luncheon meat is very convenient, and I generally feel that selling luncheon meat is still very good.

So I agreed without telling the price, "My aunt is a sincere person, so I will pay fifteen yuan a piece." After speaking, he took out a cloth bag tied to his waist, "Auntie, you wait, I'll count the money to you first."

Song Nanzhi said, "You sell it first, don't worry, I have to sell meat later."

After listening to Song Nanzhi's words, the owner of the butcher stall didn't want to count the money anymore, "It's okay, I'll count the money directly into the meat in a while." Then he asked, "How much meat are you going to want today?"

Song Nanzhi glanced at the meat that was put out, thinking that with Li Changfeng and Li Changyu here today, they also had to know how to cook luncheon meat, and with their help, they could also make more, and thought that if they went back tomorrow, they could also bring some back to eat, and after thinking about Li Changfeng and the brothers, they considered the meat stall to help sell it, "Why don't you keep this half of the meat for me."

Half of a pig was sold at once, which is almost eighty catties, and if it were a day or two, wouldn't it be possible to ask for a pig's meat? "Okay, my aunt's business is good, and my business is getting better and better."

Song Nanzhi smiled, "I hope our business will always be good." Then he took out a small piece of meat for everyone to try, and then told him about his business of selling luncheon meat in the past few days before leaving.

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