Zheng Butcher hearing this, couldn't help but get his energy.

Pointing to the stone, the two of them squatted on the stone, looked at the pigs in the outdoor pigsty, and said, "Look at these pigs. This is called locust. When you eat it, the smell in the meat will be much less. The most important thing is that these pigs are too fat, so they will lose fat every day in captivity! I feel distressed."

Zhang Feng hearing this, could not help but shook his head.

"I am looking for you for this purpose. Do you know that there is a kind of pig that can weigh 200 kilograms?"

"What?"

"Two hundred catties of fat pig?"

Zheng Butcher blew up.

The sound of exclamation could not help but aroused the crowd's gaze.

When Zheng Tufu saw this, he hurriedly grabbed Zhang Feng's arm in a low voice and asked, "What, little brother, tell me, this pig, can this rise to two hundred catties? This family has been dealing with pigs for several generations. I really don’t know that this pig can actually rise to two hundred catties. Are you sure this is true?"

The pigs of this era can rise At 150 kilograms, they are all pigs that have been raised for at least three to five years, but the smell of the pigs can be smelled even a few streets away. This kind of pigs are basically breeding pigs kept for breeding.

Or an old sow.

Otherwise, ordinary pigs can raise less than one hundred and fifty catties. The pig that Zheng Butcher gave to Zhang Feng last time is a pig that Zheng Butcher has raised for four and a half years. Although the pork is selling well, especially in recent months, it is a different matter for this kind of pig. Although it is embarrassing, it makes a lot of money, so it is really a rare thing to give it away.

It's just that you can raise two hundred catties of pigs?

And it's still a big fat pig?

How is this possible?

Zhang Feng faintly smiled.

"Don't worry about how the President reaches 200 jin, you will know when the time comes, and I will ask you, this pig, I will leave it to you, can you pick it up? The time comes, I will lose a lot of this pig farm, not to mention Chang'an City, even Tibet, Turkic, and when the time comes come back to buy our pigs. Would you like to be the king of pigs?"

"Do it!"

Can Zheng Butcher not do it?

I have been dealing with pigs all my life, and now this is coming. This will not only find a better gentleman for my son, but also put down the butcher knife and do other things. Can he not do it?

But Butcher Zheng still asked uncertainly: "Little brother Zhang, this pig is easy to handle, but this is just a finished product after all. Are you sure when the time comes? "

"That's not it!"

"But who told you that this pig is a finished thing? You wait and see, when the time comes these pigs, I I can guarantee that it will grow to two hundred catties in less than half a year, and there is no sorrow in this pig. This is better than beef and mutton!"

Zheng The butcher hearing this, could not help but his eyes were red, a mouthful of sputum stuck in his throat and gurgling, his hands clung to Zhang Feng tightly, and Zhang Feng's pain was grinning.

"I said, isn’t this a pig! How about you? If there is fodder and the feed I configure, let alone half a year, it can grow to 200 jin in three months. I said you..."

Zhang Feng didn't tell lies.

This pig, in fact, has a problem with its breed.

But the most important thing is that people in this era don't have the habit of fanning pigs. Basically every pig is either a breeding pig or a sow. It's strange that it tastes good.

If you fan him, then, he doesn’t have anything. He only knows that if he is full and sleeps, he can’t grow fat and then it’s a strange thing. That's it!

However, for people nowadays, all this is too unimaginable.

Zhang Feng patted the butcher Zheng, who was still still stunned.

"Old Zheng, this is a lot of knowledge! If you do, when the time comes, I will pass on all the pig raising ability to you, what do you think?"

"You...you want...you want to pass on all your pig raising skills to me? You, do you know how to raise pigs?"

Zheng Butcher is crazy.

But this is not important, what is important is that Zhang Feng actually wants to pass on his ability!

Unfortunately, Zheng Tufu knelt in front of Zhang Feng excitedly, bèng bèng bèng knocked his head three times, no matter what Zhang Feng did, he did not raise.

Zhang Feng very much Unintentionally.

Isn't this just a complete pig raising system?

Is this what it is?

Finally settled Zheng Butcher, Zhang Feng said: "Since you agreed, then in a few days, I will give you a secret thing tomorrow, you must not tell me Get out!"

"I promise, even if it is the king of heaven, Laozi asks, my Old Zheng head will not go out even if I die!"

Zheng Butcher swore for a while.

Zhang Feng was speechless again. ,

"Okay, it all depends on you, but now you are going to fuck me, kill a pig, kill a pig every day, give Dang a sorrow, chop it up and throw it away. Stew it in the stew. When the stew stops, you will pour me into the porridge bucket. Remember, you must dare to be before these people start the meal!"

while speaking, Zhang Feng from He took out a small cloth bag in his arms and handed it to Butcher Zheng, "You know all the things in it. When the time comes, go to the pharmacy and get me more. Every time I have pork, I put such a bag in. If there is that salt, don't save it, just put it away..."

Zhang Feng explained some things about Zheng Tufu.

And Zheng Butcher subconsciously opened the cloth bag.

I saw nothing else in the cloth bag, just some star anise, cinnamon, bay leaf and so on.

Zheng Butcher was stunned.

Isn't this the usual medicine ingredient in those pharmacies?

This can also be pork? ? ?

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