My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 101 Pig farming expert——Li Feng?
"The pig farm technicians from the Provincial Agricultural Technology Institute and the regional breeding professionals and regional pig farms came to our Maya for demonstration and exchange?" Wu Feng was a little confused when he listened to Han Anjun's report. Maya was a poor commune.

The pig-raising capacity falls short of the target every year. There's no other way. When people can't even get enough to eat, how can any business succeed? Although the commune publicizes the benefits of pig-raising almost every three to five days, many people can't even get enough to eat, so how can they afford to buy piglets?

Some families couldn't even afford to feed pigs with wheat bran buns during famines. Even with good publicity, there was no way to raise pigs. Production teams had to do it, but some of them were a complete mess.

Of the fifteen or sixteen production brigades, fewer than five met the pig production standards. These were the more affluent brigades located near the communes, with more acres of land. Some, like Hanjiaba, had never met the standards. And now, surprisingly, the pig farms affiliated with the Provincial Agricultural Technology Institute are actually exchanging ideas, and they've even chosen Hanjiaba as their designated production brigade.

"Are you sure?"

Wu Feng's first reaction was that he might have dialed the wrong number, but Han Anjun double-checked. "Looking for Comrade Li Feng. I was a little confused at first, wondering when he would actually start raising pigs. But then the regional pig farming specialist said he'd written a book on postpartum sow care, and provincial experts praised it. The province has instructed the region to cooperate with this exchange, review, and finalize the publication."

Han Anjun was stunned when he first got the news. Li Feng wrote a book about postpartum care for sows, which was recognized by a number of experts. Now the province and the region have sent people to communicate with Li Feng and finally decide on the publication of the book.

This is unbelievable. Han Anjun and Li Feng haven't known each other for long, but he knows Li Feng a little bit. He's lazy and has a frivolous air.

Otherwise, he is too old to marry, afraid to return to the city, and claims to have been to school but does not have a diploma. After all, such people are basically unable to continue their studies, participate in urban employment, or join the army. They are similar to the descendants of ancient prostitutes.

Socialist inferiors, such people can hardly survive in the city, and their hope of returning to the city is almost zero. This is also Han Fuguo's guess about Li Feng's identity. As for amnesia and the like, just take it as true.

Han Anjun never imagined that he could raise sows and write a book about it. It was incredible. He confirmed it several times before finally reporting it to Wu Feng.

"Go back to Hanjiaba," Wu Feng said after a moment of contemplation. "Inform Comrade Li Feng to come to the commune as soon as possible. The experts are probably arriving soon, so it would be best if Comrade Li Feng could greet them."

"I'll go back right now."

"Hurry up."

There's not even a phone in Hanjiaba, otherwise a call would be convenient, but it's a 20-odd-meter round trip, and it might not take long. The expert just said we're almost to the county. If you drive, it takes about half an hour to get from the county to the commune.

But there was no other way, he had to make this trip anyway, no matter how useless it was. Han Anjun immediately pushed his bicycle out of the commune, but he didn't expect to run into Wu Xiaofeng and Wu Shengnan coming over for dinner.

"An Jun, where are you going now?"

It's dinner time now, why are you still going out? Han Anjun saw Wu Xiaofeng, and Wu Shengnan quickly put down her bicycle. "I need to go back to Hanjiaba."

"I'm going back now, what's going on at home?"

"Official business, go pick up Comrade Li Feng."

"Pick up Li Feng?"

Wu Xiaofeng asked in confusion. "It wasn't long ago, and Li Feng was still going to the post office to pick up letters from readers. What's the rush?"

"Someone from the province is looking for him."

"Has the subsidy come in?"

"No, it's about publishing a book."

"Publish a book?"

Wu Shengnan and Wu Xiaofeng exclaimed in surprise. What the hell? Publishing a book? Li Feng is writing new articles again. No, publishing a book isn't just about one or two new articles. "Tell me what's going on?"

Han Anjun detailed the call he'd just received from the district office, leaving Wu Shengnan and Wu Xiaofeng completely bewildered. "You said Li Feng wrote a book on sow husbandry that's been praised by many experts, and they even sent someone down to discuss their experience and publication?"

Seriously, you're saying Li Feng wrote a novel. We're surprised, but not terribly shocked. This guy raises pigs, sows at that, and he's even writing a book about it. That's a joke.

"Isn't that right? Li Feng doesn't look like someone who can raise pigs."

Wu Xiaofeng suspected that there might be something wrong.

"Can't be wrong."

Han Anjun smiled wryly. "That's what I thought at first, too. I even confirmed it several times. The address and the person are correct. He's the only one in Hanjiaba who can write a book. No one else."

"No wonder, today he went to the commune pig farm to buy piglets."

Wu Shengnan, standing nearby, suddenly realized what was happening. "I thought he couldn't buy pork and was looking for piglets, so I deliberately didn't tell him, and he didn't buy any piglets."

"Ah, there's this one too."

Wu Xiaofeng truly believes that appearances are not the only thing that matter. "I never could have guessed that Li Feng could raise pigs and even write a book about it. It's truly remarkable."

"I'm afraid the commune pig farm will regret offending such a great expert."

Anyone who can publish a book on pig farming must be a pig farming expert. This is not only Wu Xiaofeng's idea, but also Han Anjun and others think so.

"Let's not talk about that for now. I have to go back quickly to inform Li Feng that the provincial and regional leaders are almost here in the county. It would be best if I could catch up and greet them," Han Anjun said with a sigh. "But the timing is a bit tight, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it."

"Why are you confused?"

Wu Xiaofeng's words made Han Anjun a little confused. Why is he so confused? What does he mean? Wu Xiaofeng pointed at Wu Shengnan. "Shengnan has a motorcycle, which is faster than a bicycle." Of course, but when he thought about it, he didn't know how to ride a motorcycle and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"I'll pick it up."

"Shengnan, won't this delay your meal?"

"It's okay, it's just a little late."

Wu Shengnan smiled and waved her hand. "Xiaofeng, tell the canteen chef to steam it for me. I'm going to Hanjiaba to pick up Li Feng first. Don't delay our business."

"Thank you so much, Shengnan."

"Thank you, I'm going to go ride my bike first."

Wu Shengnan turned back into the yard and rode her bike. In a short while, she zipped out of the commune compound and arrived at Hanjiaba in just over ten minutes. Li Feng had just finished his meal and was about to start picking up a piglet, hoping to get one to taste.

"Tu tu tu tu."

"Drip drip."

"Brother, someone's looking for you." "Who?"

Li Feng muttered to himself and went out to take a look. Wasn't it Wu Gongan? Why was she looking for him now? Could it be that she knew about the purchase of the piglets? But this thing could not be considered speculation, so there was no need to chase her home.

"Is there something wrong with Public Security Wu?"

Li Feng thought to himself that he had sharpened his knife and was just waiting to slaughter the pig. If he roasted the suckling pig in the evening, it would only delay his ability to slaughter the pig.

"Hum hum."

As he was speaking, two little piglets actually followed Li Feng out. Damn, they were just covered under the basket. The basket he wove himself was just a little lighter, so how come it was pushed over by the two little piglets?

"Little Piggy?"

Wu Shengnan muttered that if she didn't buy it at the commune pig farm, she might have bought it secretly at the market. Before coming here, she might have been a little confused, wondering if Li Feng would raise pigs and buy piglets just for meat. But now she no longer had any doubts.

"Yes."

Li Feng thought to himself, how did these two little piglets get out? It’s not good to be exposed now. Wu Shengnan should stop holding on to this little trick. After all, these two little piglets are not from the production team pig farm or the commune pig farm.

It must be the piglet of a sow that was secretly raised in society. Wu Shengnan glanced at it. "Little pig?"

"what?"

Li Feng muttered something like, "I just saw it. Yeah, why didn't they do the castration? I was ripped off. Not doing the castration would have been at least a few cents cheaper." "What's up, Public Security Wu?" Changing the subject, Li Feng wondered why the basket had been pushed open.

"Oh, come with me quickly."

Wu Shengnan said hurriedly, "The provincial and regional leaders are coming over, and Secretary Wu wants you to go greet them."

"Provincial and regional leaders?"

Li Feng muttered, "That's not right. Why are you here again? You've been here before." "Public Security Officer Wu, did Secretary Wu tell you what exactly happened?"

"It's about publishing, a book about pig farming."

"Oh, finally here."

Damn, this guy has been here for several days. Li Feng is so anxious. This guy wrote a book on postpartum care for sows. After sending it out, he directly replied with a letter to prove his point. It has been delayed for almost a month. Finally, someone came.

Seeing that the royalties were a bit of a hope, Li Feng was stunned. No, this Wu Shengnan knew that he was good at raising sows and piglets. Then how could he make roast suckling pig with the two piglets in front of him?

I am a pig-raising expert, but the two piglets I bought died casually. This guy has a terrible personality. Damn, how did he run out and be seen by Wu Shengnan? Now there is no hope of roasting the suckling pig for a while.

Damn, my basket is just a little more delicately woven and lighter, but how come it broke apart? Now I really have to raise piglets. "What's wrong? Hurry up and leave."

"Okay, I'll come right after I change my clothes."

Ah, what else is there to say? I told them to change their clothes and quickly went out. Before leaving, I pressed the basket with a big stone, but these piglets still ran away.

"Public Security Wu, let's go."

Li Feng casually put the shoulder bag under his butt to reduce the bumps and sped all the way. Li Feng realized that Wu Shengnan really dared to drive fast. When he was driving at the fastest speed, Li Feng felt that he was about to fly and shouted several times, "Slow down, slow down!"

"Public Security Wu, there's no need to rush."

Are you kidding me? Your life is not in danger. You have a system and are planning to become a millionaire. Don't let yourself be sent to the sky by a three-wheeled motorcycle. Otherwise, you might become the first system host to die in a car accident. That would be hilarious.

When I arrived at the commune, I asked and found out that the county had just called and said that the leaders of the Provincial Agricultural Technology Institute were having lunch in the canteen of the County Revolutionary Committee accompanied by the county leaders, so I had to wait for them.

"It's not here yet."

Li Feng muttered, glancing at Wu Shengnan. "There's no need to drive so fast. There's nothing to do now." Li Feng found a chair and sat down. Only then did he have time to look around Wu Feng's office. It wasn't very big, and the decor was in the style of the 1960s.

There was nothing in the whole room except a table and a few chairs. At this moment, besides Wu Feng, there were Han Anjun, Wu Xiaofeng, two middle-aged men, and a young girl in her early twenties.

Wu Feng introduced them. The girl was the operator, and the other two middle-aged men were Zhu Xueqin, the director of the commune's pig farm, and Wang Yanjun, a technician.
"Comrade Li Feng, I never thought our commune had a pig farming expert like you..." Zhu Xueqin's enthusiasm was a bit over the top, and Li Feng laughed. "No, Director Zhu really said I wish I had met you earlier. I wanted to buy two piglets this morning, but I didn't expect the commune would issue a letter of introduction. I'm not sure how..."

"There's also this matter. Look, the master has really gone to the Dragon King Temple and disowned all his family."

Zhu Xueqin thought to himself that he would get two piglets and send them over. The other party was an expert who could write a book on postpartum care for sows. It was normal to send two piglets for an experiment. As the director of a pig farm, he would definitely approve it.

Zhu Xueqin's promise brightened Li Feng's mood. Two little piglets, a little over twenty yuan, and two white piglets, was a happy thing no matter what. "Technician Wang, you need to learn more from Comrade Li Feng."

"Don't worry, Director. I will definitely learn more from Comrade Li Feng."

"No, no, Technician Wang, let's learn from each other." Li Feng thought that if he had established a relationship with the commune's pig farm, it would at least be easier to get pork than before. After all, the pig farm had many ways to get meat tickets and pork.

This was easier than it would be for an ordinary person like him. These managers and technicians definitely needed more contact and communication. Wu Shengnan glanced at Li Feng, Zhu Xueqin, and Wang Yanjun. Their smiles were so fake; none of them seemed genuine.

Wu Shengnan simply said goodbye to Wu Feng and the others and went to eat. It didn't matter if she followed the experts from the Provincial Agricultural Technology Institute. The experts from the pig farm under the Provincial Agricultural Technology Institute arrived soon. Wu Feng, accompanied by the commune pig farm director, technicians, and the writer Li Feng, met them at the intersection.

"Hurry, the car is coming."

Jeep, okay, the level of the experts coming this time is not low. You should know that this car is at least owned by county leaders. Generally, commune secretaries ride bicycles. Only some large and wealthy communes may have motorcycles and cars.

"Director Wu?"

Unexpectedly, the person who accompanied him was an acquaintance of Li Feng, Wu Shengnan's father Wu Desheng. Deputy Director Wu didn't have much to do. He was an expert at the pig farming institute under the Provincial Agricultural Technology Institute. It was not worthy for him, the deputy director of the county revolutionary committee, to accompany him.

Any deputy director would be enough. Li Feng was a little confused. In fact, Wu Desheng came here to see his daughter as he hadn't been home for several days. Another reason was to give Li Feng a subsidy. Finally, Wu Desheng was a little surprised.

He never thought that the pig farming expert that the province came to see this time was actually Li Feng. At first he thought it was another Li Feng, but after asking clearly he found out that it was the Li Feng who published the article in People's Literature last time. Wow, he really has some skills.

He's a good writer and also a pig farmer, so it's no wonder he could write about postpartum care for sows. "Not bad, not bad, postpartum care for sows is very good. I read it, it's very well written."

"Haha, it's okay."

(End of this chapter)