Old Master Jiang shook his head, remembering that when he and Mu Zhao were officials in the same dynasty, Mu Zhao often gave him troubles behind his back.
The two of them have never dealt with each other.
Now that he has resigned and gone into seclusion, Mu Zhao still occupies the same position. Is he going to die of old age in it?
However, he didn't ask too much and just went into the yard to see his grandson.
In the yard, Xiaobao and Xiao Shitou were lying outside the pig pen and watching. There were several more pigs inside.
Over the past few months, the little pinkie at the beginning has grown fat and tall.
Jiang Yuan wanted to kill him, but Xiao Shitou didn't want to.
There is no way, maybe this little fan will become an old pig forever.
Pork doesn’t taste good when it’s old…
Some time ago, she put two piglets in the pig pen to raise them herself.
In addition to pigs, there are also chickens, ducks, geese, etc., which are all huddled in their nests because of the cold weather.
The courtyard is very ordinary, but very warm and lively.
Jiang Yuan almost sold out the pork and closed the shop.
When he entered, Mu Er was lying on the pigsty talking to Mr. Jiang.
"It's not too cold either. What's so good about the pig?"
Jiang Yuan actually didn't feel much. Maybe she had rough skin and thick flesh, so she could tolerate the feeling of cold more than others.
"Is this little piglet really not going to grow up?"
Old Mrs. Jiang asked, before he became an official, his family also raised pigs. If those pigs were raised well, they could be killed in a year.
After a year of growth, the fat on the pigs has increased, and each of those pigs has become huge.
How can Jiang Yuan say these won’t grow big?
"To grow big, you have to feed it well. Sooner or later it will grow to the size of an ordinary pig, but it will just grow a little slower."
"Despite its small size, it is actually quite killable."
Many people here can't bear to kill piglets. It's not that they can't bear it. It's just that if you don't fatten a pig and kill it, but kill it when it hasn't grown up, it would be a waste.
Old Mrs. Jiang also had the same idea in her heart, so she asked this question.
"This pig can also be used as a pet. If you don't believe it, I'll give you one and you can keep it for yourself."
"Pet? What can it do?"
"I'll relieve your boredom."
Old Mrs. Jiang:......
He was so idle that he found a pig to relieve his boredom.
If his former colleagues knew about it, they might laugh at him.
He felt that Jiang Yuan was deceiving him.
But Xiaobao, who heard this next to him, quit his job and insisted on raising a pig. Just like Shitou's family, he also wanted to raise dogs, chickens, ducks and geese.
"Okay, I'll bring you one when I go back and keep it for you to play with."
Just feed the pigs and relieve your boredom.
It was snowing heavily now, so a few people went into the house and gathered around the heater, which made them feel quite warm.
Jiang Yuan went to prepare the braised pork to be sold tomorrow.
She had prepared a big pot, and after the business stabilized, she specially killed a pig to stew the braised pork.
This is equivalent to that she can sell two pigs every day.
Here, Mrs. Jiang and Mu Er were talking, and their thoughts had already flown to the kitchen.
Seeing this, Mu Er lowered his head and smiled, and said, "Ah Jiu should be after school, I have to pick him up now."
Originally, the book boy he bought should go there, but today was the first day, so he took the book boy there first to familiarize himself with the road.
"Yeah, okay."
Old Mrs. Jiang didn't hear clearly what he said. When he saw him getting up and leaving, he also got up and went out.