Chapter 503

In fact, the quality of sedge this year is extraordinary, so good that Song Song Youde has never seen it in so many years.

However, what the things in the field look like, apart from careful cultivation and good management, is often uncertain. Therefore, everyone was amazed for a while, and no one took it to heart.

Until Song Tan sold the cheapest straw mat for 999, and the most expensive for 1599...

It's just a straw mat!

This really shocked Old Song, so much so that he was exceptionally cautious when selecting materials and weaving straw mats.

Now it's regret; I wasn't too cautious when splitting the sedge at the beginning, and a small part of the stalks in the middle were split crookedly.

This stalk texture is slightly hard, and the feeling of weaving it is not the same as grass leaves. If it is only a thin thread, it can be woven in to enhance toughness.

But some of the thicker ones had to be split again, and this old stalk had to be shaved off.

This isn't it; Song Song Youde gritted his teeth every time he picked it.

When Song Song Sancheng went to carry it, there wasn't much in the corner, just a bundle that could be closed with two arms.

Just this, Song Song Youde was still a bit reluctant.

This is usually not the case; it really wouldn't be picked out. If it weren't for the fact that his granddaughter sold things too expensively, so he could only worry about the quality all the time, fearing that others would pick out faults and scold them for not having a conscience later...

The old man kept this pressure in his heart, wove a lot of money for straw mats, and didn't dare to show off in front of Wang Wang Lifen.

It was also thanks to him not showing off, otherwise he would have been beaten by the old lady, and he could only be forced to be honest.

Moreover, when they wove straw mats in previous years, the sedge was yellow after being dried in the sun, and only the dried ones brought out some green color without any luster.

Unlike now, even the stalks that were split off were oily and green.

Song Song Sancheng didn't think so much.

No matter how green and oily it is, isn't it just the leftovers that are intended to be spread in the pigsty? Only their family is so frugal.

It's hot, several pigs are lying in the shade of trees on the hillside, and they don't return to the pigsty except when eating.

The ground of the pigsty has to be flushed with a water pipe every night to remove the heat, and there is no straw spread at the bottom.

However, for 7 pigs, such a small bundle of grass, Song Song Sancheng looked at it, and it was really cramped, not even enough to spread the place to sleep.

But that's all there is.

He didn't care, but several pigs called out as soon as they saw someone, and their stomachs were like bottomless pits. Song Song Sancheng shook the sedge into it evenly, and turned to prepare to pour another bucket of water in.

However, after just this effort, two wild pigs with slightly smaller bodies stood up from the shade of the trees and ran towards the pigsty with their steps.

When he carried the water over, he found that the sedge just spread on the ground was being chewed by several pigs...

Song Song Sancheng was stunned, subconsciously wanting to go inside: —

I don't know if this grass can be eaten, must hurry to stop it!

But looking again!

Good guy, there are only half-cut residues left on the ground, and not a single complete one can be seen. What's the point of stopping it? Let them eat.

Staring at it for a while at this moment, he suddenly realized: this pig... is it a bit wrong?

Is it too big?!

The family raised two big white pigs. This kind of pig grows fast, and it might be 300 jin by the end of the year—of course, that requires scientific feeding.

What is scientific feeding?

Locked in the fence, eating and eating every day, without space to move, and the feed also needs to increase fat and nutrition...

In this way, some breeds of pigs can have more than 300 jin a year!

Like their big white pig, 300 jin is also possible.

But their pigs run all over the mountains and fields every day. If it rains, they wish they could dig a mud pit themselves, and they exercise enough every day... Where is there so much fat?

But it is these pigs, now raised for 6 months, but that big white pig looks like it's not just 200 jin, fat and strong, much fatter than the pigs in his memory when he was a child!

If it were placed in the pig-raising team decades ago, this pig alone would have to be carried to the county for exhibition!

He looked at the ladle in his hand again—adding some wheat bran and rice bran every day, everything else is leftovers, wild vegetables, water grass in the pond, and some broken old pumpkins...

This is not something that grows fat!

Looking at the three black pigs bought, the physique is obviously a circle smaller, but the whole body looks tight, and the four hooves are exceptionally powerful on the ground.

Although it doesn't look fat, this weight is definitely not small.

And the two wild pigs that entered the venue last, their physique is even smaller. At this moment, they are rushing around the mountain, chewing the broken sedge in their mouths and arching each other... Even if there is two taels of fat, it must have run away...

However, is the strength too great?

Hitting the tree like that, the whole tree trembled as if it were about to break...

He went home and muttered like this, but Seventh Grandpa couldn't help but crave: "Then you say, the pigs are already 200 jin, why don't you kill one first?"

Don't want anything else, just want that big white pig.

There is a lot of fat, so cut a piece of lard and fry it in the pot, fry it until the oil dregs are crisp and yellow, fragrant, and then sprinkle some salt...

Oh my! That must be fragrant enough to fall out of teeth!

Song Song Sancheng:... Sucking.

Then put the oil up, and when it solidifies into white, dig a spoonful every time you fry vegetables...

Don't say, lard fried vegetables, especially fried green vegetables, are simply fragrant to death! Lard dregs can also be fried, stewed, and wrapped in buns...

However, now the pig is 200 jin, what if it grows again, can it really be 300 jin by the end of the year?

"No, no, it's not cost-effective to eat now."

He turned to suggest: "Isn't there soybeans? I'll take them to the town to squeeze soybean oil? It must be fragrant too."

Seventh Grandpa glanced at him: "The chestnut orchard has less than three mu of soybeans in total. How much did three mu of soybeans harvest? A family stewing a pot of pig's trotters is reluctant to eat half a bag, and you still want to squeeze oil?"

Song Song Sancheng:...

Anyway, the pig won't work.

He then suggested again: "Isn't there sesame? Sesame is also fine... squeeze oil when harvested next month, it must be especially fragrant!"

"Oh!" Seventh Grandpa couldn't help but open the mockery: "Half a mu of sesame can harvest a large basin, and squeezing oil is about 30 or 40 jin—why, do you think 30 or 40 jin of oil can fry a few dishes?"

Seeing that Seventh Grandpa was determined, he could only pull another excuse: "No, no! The expert said, lard is unhealthy, and it's easy to get sick if you eat it!"

This made Seventh Grandpa speechless.

Lard is unhealthy?

He opened his mouth and intended to speak, when he saw Guo Dong enter the courtyard: "Uncle, don't listen to the experts! What is unhealthy lard? Lard is healthy!"

"Not only healthy, but it can also cure diseases! We who study traditional Chinese medicine often use this to treat diseases! And the nutrition is especially rich!"

"Mainly, everything emphasizes moderation. If you are oily and salty every day, then even flat peaches will have problems. This cannot blame lard."

After speaking, she reacted: "Eh? Song Tan? Is my Cherokee rose fruit baked? Waiting for rice to go into the pot here!"