Translated by Serena Love

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He Songbai carefully studied these pig breeding books with his grandmother for a long time. After reading them, the first thing he did was to change the pig feed.

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Nowadays, most of the feed in pig farms were mostly hogweed, which was very cheap, mixed with a little rice bran and corn. However, the book said to feed them some high-protein foods, such as various beans, soybean cakes, frying residues, and leftovers from oil extraction. Tea oil seed cakes were very cheap, and those who can't eat meat or oil at home sometimes took some to eat. But it was used to feed cows and pigs in the old society. He Songbai's family used to use it to feed horses.

He Songbai calculated the cost, and the figure was still within the acceptable range. He did not hesitate to go to the black market to find an oil seller and ordered a month worth of soybean cakes.

He mixed beans and cakes with water and cooked them, and fed a portion to the pigs every day.

Li Zhong watched He Songbai throw money without blinking. He couldn't help but said, "Pigs are animals. What good will it does to eat such a good thing?"

He Songbai said, "Just wait and see."

He did not rush to refute Li Zhong, but let Gou Sheng measure the weight of the piglets every day. The original scale from the old pig farm was still there. They would know how many pounds the piglets weighed as soon as they drove them up the scale.

After a few days of feeding, Gou Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the scale, "I'll be damned, the pigs grow fast."

He Songbai listened to his grandma and used a small notebook to record the piglet's changes every day. It was reasonable for piglets to gain an average of 0.6~1 pound per day. When they were a little older, they would grow faster. After it turned into a medium-size pig, at its peak, it could grow as much as a pound and a half per day. It takes less than half a year for the farm to produce a pen of pigs.

After a while, Li Zhong looked at the figures in He Songbai's book and was dumbfounded.

He Songbai explained to him while he was watching, "The protein content of soybean cake is 40~50%, and other nutrients are also sufficient, like lysine, which is very helpful for the growth of pigs. Don't regret this money for feed. You have to spend money to make money. Pigs eat these feeds and grow fast. According to the current increase, the first pigs can be killed in the spring... You think about how other pig farms produce one or two batches a year. We can produce at least three batches, so much money."

Li Zhong listened to He Songbai's explanation, and his eyes darkened.

But he understood that the pig farm could make money in the spring, which was undoubtedly exciting news.

"In the end, there is a bit of ink in his belly. He is different from us."

At this time, Li Zhong's mind remembered He Songbai's slogan, "Picking peach blossoms for wine." Hey... Educated people were different. They were even raised pigs faster than others.

Li Zhong's heart was warm when he heard it, and listening to He Songbai's almost boastful imagination. He couldn't help but took out another five hundred yuan for pig feed.

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"Let's work hard and make a lot of money."

He Songbai put the thick banknotes in his pocket silently and decided to use the money to buy more food to feed his piglets.

In the middle of winter, He Songbai braved the cold wind every day to go to the pig farm to work. He was so busy, but he was very happy in his heart. The white piglets gradually grew up so that they were smooth and shiny all over. They were full of energy after each meal.

He treated his piglets as if they were his children.

He bathed them, sang songs, raised them carefully, and dug some mud to support them. If it wasn't for the winter was too cold to grow vegetables, he even wanted to grow some melon next to the pig farm for the pigs to chew.

Sometimes Zhao Lanxiang would go to the pig farm to see him and saw that he was holding a sick piglet to administer medicine while sweating profusely, and some pig excrement was on his arm. She couldn't help but admire him in her heart.

He did this work like he did his business. The novice pig boy had become experienced and sophisticated after a month of refining!

At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, He Songbai brought a dozen pounds of pork back to Zhao Lanxiang.

Zhao Lanxiang was surprised and blamed him, "Good little piglet, but you are willing to kill it?"

He Songbai scratched his head, revealing his white teeth.

"No, they are all little pigs now. They are very precious. It's a pity to kill them. I got these from somewhere else."

The pig farm in Yangbao mountain had been closed, and the meat prices on the black market were in chaos. Had it not been for the fourth uncle, pork could have been priced at sky-high prices. Anyway, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't afford it. The price of pork for one and a half or nearly two yuan per catty was three times the price in the store. On the weekends, she would queue before dawn to buy some pork and fight through the teeth.

In addition to bringing pork back, He Songbai also had a pot of pig blood and a few pounds of offal, which is extremely rich in style.

Zhao Lanxiang carried the heavy pork and smiled. She liked all kinds of pork with rich styles, and she can cook it with all sorts of tricks.

"Ah, you also bought casings back. With so much pork, let me make some sausages for you. It won't be bad for a month or two. You can eat it after cutting it and putting it in the rice and steaming it. It is flavorful and delicious!"

He Songbai nodded. In the past, he envied the richest family in the brigade. Sausages and bacons hung in their yard every year.

As soon as the meat was steamed, it was so fragrant that even though he was full, but he felt that his stomach felt hungry again.

He helped his girlfriend cut the meat. He worked for nearly half a year on the pig farm, so his knife work was not bad. The white and fatty meat was cut into thin and even slices under his knife, so that the salt grains could fully saturated and it would be more delicious.

Zhao Lanxiang cleaned the casings with salt and mixed the meat with soy sauce, salt and sugar. Cardamom, cloves, aniseed, cinnamon, pepper, ginger slices were mashed into powder. White wine was mixed into the meat, soaked for a while, and poured into the casing. The thin casing is filled with fat, full and lovely.

She tied it with hemp rope, and she said to He Songbai, "Tomorrow, when you go to the pig farm, pick some pine wood and bring it back. We can't leave the sausages in the yard to dry, but the sausages smoked with pinewood taste better!"

He Songbai said that he couldn't help but look forward to it.

He can't imagine the taste of smoked sausage. He hadn't even known the taste of sausage in his life! But the next day, he cut back a piece of pinewood as he promised.

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Zhao Lanxiang smoked the sausages for a little for a while until it was almost cooked. The oil of the sausage dripped, the pine branches squeaked, the oil droplets splashed on the fire. The aroma of the meat was mixed with the fragrance of the pinewood and turn into a unique fragrance. He Songbai couldn't help but glance at it a few times.

Zhao Lanxiang divided the sausage into two batches; half was smoked with pine wood, half was rested by the window of the log house, in an attempt to dry it with the weak sunlight in winter, or dry it with the breeze.

She clapped her hands, "We can cut some tonight for dinner."

She wiped the sweat oozing between her foreheads and asked He Songbai, "Do you want to eat something lighter in the New Year?"

"It seems that the brigade will kill the yearly pigs in a few days."

Killing the New Year pigs was a big happy event in rural areas. There was no meat ticket issued in rural areas, unlike urban residents who can buy some pork every month to eat. From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, everyone expected the brigade to kill their pigs so they can have a taste of meat. Everyone was looking forward to the pig killing.

He Songbai showed a series of his white teeth. His smile as pure as a mountain spring.

"I can eat anything, I am not picky. You can make a decision."

The two are like the young couple of the head of the family, and they have a discussion.

Zhao Lanxiang made a decision. When the brigade split the pork, she would cook the fragrant red oil hot pot, which was so hot and red that it was so hot and sweaty that people were happy and satisfied.

In the evening, Zhao Lanxiang sliced ​​a piece of sausage to eat with rice, and cut the pork kidney into flower shapes to make a wine-flavored flower kidney. Jiang Li came before the rice in the pot was ready.

Jiang Li scratched her head embarrassedly.

"Hey, I'm sorry to come to you during the meal."

She waved her hand to clarify, "I will explain in advance that I did not come to the He family to bother you on purpose."

Since Zhao Lanxiang said that he should try not to come to He's house, Jiang Li didn't like to go here. At the same time, she found a seller in the black market in the county town, who always had delicious snacks and meat in his hands. She can eat wonderful and delicious food every day. Although it was a little expensive, she had eight older brothers, and each of them leaked a little bit of benefit to her fingers. It was enough to eat for nothing.

Jiang Li squeezed her sleeves and said, "I am going back to the city, and I want to tell you a few words."

She shrugged, "I came here to try to enter worker, peasant, and soldier university. I didn't touch the side of the university, but I suffered a full-body injury. I thought that since I'm here, I have to last for a year or a half. There is a beginning, and there is an end."

"However, my parents at home do not agree, and they asked me to go back to the city earlier."

After Jiang Li finished speaking, she raised her pair of eyes and looked at Zhao Lanxiang straightforwardly.

"I know it's not too kind to leave you here, so I'll ask you, would you like to go back with me? I will ask my family to get you a job and transfer you back to the city."

Zhao Lanxiang heard her words and shook her head.

Of course, she didn't want to go back. The purpose of her coming to the country town was different from Jiang Li. He Songbai's affairs had not been settled yet. Seeing that her life was getting more and more prosperous, why would she go?

Jiang Li frowned, as if she was puzzled.

Zhao Lanxiang explained, "I... will continue to work hard, maybe I will be a student next year?"

"You also know that my home is different from yours. You can go this way, and you can go another way. My path is very narrow. Wait and see. I will be able to 'enter college' next year."

Here, Zhao Lanxiang secretly changed the meaning. She did not use the word "selected" but "entered." She was waiting for the college entrance examination to be opened next year, then she could return to the city from the countryside and went to college with her own strength.

The workers, peasants, and soldier's university also had an ideological and political assessment. Zhao Lanxiang said this, so Jiang Li had no doubt.

Jiang Li said with a smile, "Then I won't keep you anymore, remember to play at my house in the New Year!"

"I will invite you to eat candy, and my brother is also..."

She winked at Zhao Lanxiang.

Zhao Lanxiang put the rice out of the pot, lifted the lid, and picked up the steaming pine-smoked sausage.

She said lightly, "I really have nothing to do with your brother. I have found someone better than him, who is right in front of me."

"If you come home and meet your brother, let him not waste time on me."

"No one has to be with whoever they want it to be. Your brother is bad-tempered and arrogant. I can't afford to pursue him like this."

Although Jiang Li had always heard Zhao Lanxiang deny her relationship with her brother before, but for the first time, she said it so unsympathetically, Jiang Li was taken aback.

Zhao Lanxiang brought out the fragrant dishes and scooped out a little for Jiang Li, completely distracting her attention.

"Do you want to try some? You won't be able to eat it when you go back."

Jiang Li smelled the fragrant meat, forgetting about her brother's emotional problems. She quickly washed her hands and promptly scooped up the bowl of rice for herself. The white rice was cooked softly and chewy with a slightly sweet taste, as if the rice cooked by Zhao Lanxiang would be a little more fragrant than elsewhere.

The greasy lard in the rice was fragrant and oily. The smooth and yellowish oil was as thin as cicada wings, as if it was roasted. The rice grains dipped in the dripping oily juice were all taste meaty.

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This meaty fragrance was also mixed with the scent of exotic plants and trees. It was fat but not greasy, and the wonderful taste was integrated into the meat, which was extremely harmonious and fragrant and delicious. It was so beautiful that she almost swallowed her tongue.

As soon as Jiang Li finished her bowl of rice, there was a feeling of reluctance in her mind.

When she returns to the city, where can she find such a delicious meal?

Zhao Lanxiang said, "If your brother troubles me later, remember to help me."

"Ordinary people like me can't compete with your family."

When Jiang Li heard this, she almost laughed, and she mumbled, "How can you say so exaggeratedly about a person? Is it possible that you have to tear your face if you didn't get together?"

She even wanted to say that her brother didn't like you that much, but she ate Zhao Lanxiang's food for so long, and troubled her so many times. When they are parting, she had softened. Zhao Lanxiang was no different than her friend.

Jiang Li patted her chest and said, "You can rest assured that if my brother dares to be so shameless, I will stand by your side."

Zhao Lanxiang was very pleased and wrapped two sausages for Jiang Li.

"You can take this to eat by yourself. You can eat it by steaming with water, but you can't give it to your brother!"

Zhao Lanxiang, who was usually gentle and honest, rarely has such a stingy side, which makes Jiang Li felt she was a little cute.

"Okay, I know."

It was not enough for her to eat herself. She had an authoritarian character, and she was not willing to share this meat with others to eat. But... her parents could still taste a little, but her brother doesn't even have to think about it.

Jiang Li left one yuan for the meal, but Zhao Lanxiang didn't want it.

Before Jiang Li left, she blinked her eyes and said in a low voice, "I know, the pastries in the hands of that black market seller came from you. They are so delicious."

"But, I will keep your secret, hum."

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