My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 93 This is the inheritance

Let Weidong really take the stone to the slaughterhouse.

Because he had been watching for three consecutive days, Weidong had been staying in the factory chatting and watching the production line all day long, and few members of the reform committee followed him.

There is indeed a strange smell in the air in this large area surrounding the pig business.

If it weren't for the millions of rural people around it being so poor, Shangzhou could actually be very rich.

Just like this small river near the river, which has been seriously polluted by a series of pig business factories, it is full of oil.

Even if it is the lowest level of primary processing at the place of origin, with very thin profits, it is already a very mature and complete industrial chain.

The fact that every part of a pig is a treasure is fully demonstrated here. Every time you go to a factory, you will hear people talking endlessly about how they have achieved perfection in a certain link.

For example, this slaughterhouse, which was built in the 1950s with the assistance of Su Lian experts, slaughtered thousands of pigs every day at its peak!

This was already a high slaughter rate before the introduction of high-level mechanization.

Today we happened to have an extra cow to be slaughtered, and a few men wearing waterproof aprons and high boots came out of the lounge.

Among them, there was a gentle man wearing glasses, holding a hammer and walking into the herd with a stern face. The cows actually retreated and crowded involuntarily. Two of them even knelt down with their front hooves and tears in their eyes!

Young policeman Ding Haifeng has seen a lot, and he couldn't help but cross his arms and frown: "There really is such a thing as murderous aura. You can tell who the butcher is at a glance."

Weidong couldn't help but laugh. If it weren't for the pig business here, there wouldn't be such a pig butcher who cut off his own hands.

Maybe my life would have been different in my previous life.

Shitou stared at the gentlemanly man intently, holding his breath with such concentration that Ding Haifeng even seemed to sense something and looked back at the seven or eight-year-old child!
So he didn't see the man, and suddenly he raised his hand and hit the cow with a hammer, and the cow fell down with its limbs stiff, and it was dead.

The whole herd of cattle started to stir and howled!
But his strong muscles were trembling and he did not dare to resist the butcher.

They are really like lambs to be slaughtered, being killed one by one with one hammer!
The others followed and were dragged away skillfully, bled and dismembered.

Weidong was so frightened by what he saw. Damn, if he hadn't been using the crutch with hand guards that night, he would have been unable to dodge it!

And if you meet this guy named Hammer, you probably won’t be able to save your life even with crutches.

So it is true that ignorance is bliss. The more you understand, the more you will realize that you should never challenge other people's expertise.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Ding Haifeng about to reach out to pat the child's shoulder, and hurriedly stepped between them as if he didn't know, blocking the professional's view of the butcher.

The rising scholar from the Ge family seemed to have escaped from a nightmare, with a harmless smile on his face. When Ding Haifeng looked at him from a different angle, he shook his head and wiped his eyes vigorously, as if he was seeing things.

Just as Weidong was about to continue interrupting, he heard the factory leader's enthusiastic invitation: "What's so good about this? It's like this every day. Today, you guys are here just in time to try our offal hot pot!"

The other few people had just watched the slaughtering of cattle and the removal of internal organs, and they felt a little nauseous. When they heard the word "offal", they couldn't stand it and went off work.

Rang Weidong, who had just opened a restaurant, immediately asked with interest, "What's the special feature of your offal? Is it especially good quality or fresh?"

Jiangzhou hotpot later became famous throughout the country, but only locals knew that only those who dared to use signature dishes such as "Fresh Tripe from the Slaughterhouse" and "Fresh Intestines from the Slaughterhouse" were considered to have ingredients of some quality.

The thought that immediately came to his mind was, why don't I send the freshest offal to Jiangzhou on ice every day? Then I can open a hot pot restaurant.

Beat your competitors in seconds on the delicious street?

Unexpectedly, the factory leader said, "It's nothing special, it's just cheap! Really cheap!"

As they walked, he explained, "From the inside out, the skin, hair, meat, intestines, and even the bones are all useful. Foreigners don't want the offal, and many of us don't eat it either, so it's redundant here. We kill thousands of them every day and have to throw some away. We usually sell them for ten cents a set here. You can eat all the offal noodles and pig liver noodles in Shangzhou for only nine cents."

Wei Dong was completely stunned.

Offal is the mixed stuff, usually the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, stomach, kidneys and other internal organs. Not to mention foreigners, many people in various parts of the country do not eat these things.

In some rural areas, people also throw the offal of the pig to the dogs to eat after slaughtering it for the New Year.

But the senior god who sold bacon must have immediately appeared in his mind!
When all the villagers raised more pigs and made more bacon to sell with his support, he quietly turned to buying up everyone's pig offal, made vacuum-packed pickled snacks, and sold them nationwide, becoming the first public multi-millionaire in Shangzhou.

Now I suddenly realized that the pig offal that the villagers raised pigs and sold for bacon was not enough to make me a multi-millionaire.

Erfeng made so much bacon that there weren't enough pigs to kill around.

It was obvious that they discovered the huge business opportunity here when they came to slaughter pigs.

Every part of the pig's bristles is squeezed out of its value, except for the pig's offal, which has become a redundant by-product in this excessive industrialization.

This clever man took advantage of it, and Wei Dong immediately smiled.

This time I discovered it myself. Even though it seems a bit strange for Panda to advertise selling pickled snacks, this business has been proven to be successful, so I can definitely do it.

He said nothing, and with a smile, he took Shi Tou and Ding Haifeng to eat the strong-smelling offal hotpot with others. In the end, he paid the bill and asked someone to buy some more pig offal.

Without a word, the factory leader found a bamboo basket covered with plastic sheeting and filled it up for him: "If you like to eat, come and get it anytime, it's free!"

Let Weidong get in the car and take a look at the white uniform that later showed a relatively clean character throughout his life: "Comrade Ding, are you married?"

The young policeman, who was two or three years older than him, nodded. "We just got married last year. So?"

Rang Weidong gestured to the bamboo basket in the cargo compartment and said, "I'm sure I'm going to do this business. Can your wife come over and take on a job? It's not a permanent job, but I promise it's more stable and long-lasting than one."

The policeman was still thinking carefully: "How do you say it?"

Let Weidong explain: "I can't stay in Shangzhou forever. This business is just a demonstration of the reforms I promised my superiors to bring to Shangzhou. People like You Qili, Dong Xueying, and I need to go out and see the world. If I stay here all my life, it would be as unbearable as those pigs and cows. So this business needs the help of trustworthy friends. My relatives and friends in the countryside definitely can't suppress what's going on in the city."

Only Shi Tou was sitting in the back, and he was pretending to lean back and doze off with his eyes closed.

A private discussion space was created for the young police officer. He thought hard: "My wife is an educated youth with a rural household registration. She finally got a job as a cashier in a small collective unit... Why should this matter be suppressed?"

Wei Dong must have known these details and laughed: "If you suppress it and make too much money, others will be jealous."

Ding Haifeng was shocked: "How much do you earn?"

He asked Weidong to demonstrate: "Didn't you hear? There's a market for every part of the pig, except for the offal. So, that stuff is worthless. Once I master the technology, I'll sign a long-term purchase agreement with them under the slogan of helping the slaughterhouse solve its problems. The price will be 30 or 50 cents a pair, and it can even increase a little every year. I'm afraid that a pair can be sold for 3 or 5 yuan or even more. Do you think it's profitable?"

The young policeman couldn't believe why he turned his head tenfold: "Who are you selling it to?"

Rang Weidong was not afraid to reveal the secret to him: "How much do you think the pickled pig heart and pig tongue can sell for?"

Ding Haifeng understood this: "Oh, braised dishes, eh eh eh, just over there is a place called Heart Sheep that makes really delicious braised dishes. Next door there is a place called Banana Pig Intestine that has a really delicious stir-fried dish."

He asked Weidong to turn the car over. "Shitou, go buy two servings each of the braised pork belly and the stir-fried banana and pork intestines. We need to do some research tonight."

The little guy responded and left.

The young policeman was a little fidgety and tugged at his uniform: "We don't need to do this between us."

It’s definitely not as pretty as Secretary Zhang.

Rang Weidong suppressed a smile and said, "Yes, we don't. This isn't bribery or corruption. You can stand your ground in your job for the rest of your life, but your family will never have to worry about food and clothing because of this job. Trust me, my friend. I won't take advantage of your position for anything. I respect your character very much."

The young policeman who personally led the team to arrest You Qili stared at Rang Weidong closely, trying to find out his true purpose.

Rang Weidong emphasized the key point: "Really, I will definitely not ask you about anything related to You Qili. You don't have to care. It's just that if we are not in Shangzhou, your wife can watch the business run smoothly. That's all. I will seriously think about how this company can make money smoothly and steadily and satisfy the city."

Ding Haifeng said he also thought about it seriously.

After asking Weidong to turn on the turn signal, Shitou understood what he meant and handed over two bags of food wrapped in brown paper as if he had just bought something.

The police officer was still more sensitive: "Your brother is incredibly smart and clever."

Wei Dong was proud: "I am also an extraordinary guy, right?"

Ding Haifeng finally laughed out loud: "Yes, you are the most unusual guy I have ever seen. I often think that you may be the most extraordinary person I have ever seen in my life, because I have been watching you since you were a cheating husband."

Wei Dong said mysteriously, "Okay, let's witness the competition again this time. Tonight, let's study carefully with our family to see what kind of delicious food we can make from this pig offal. This will determine whether this thing will sell for three yuan, five yuan, or even more in the future."

Seeing that they were near their home, Ding Haifeng smiled and picked up the paper bag and gestured to the two brothers: "Okay, we'll discuss it tomorrow."

Shitou waited until the policeman got out of the car before he nimbly flipped over to the passenger seat and gave a thumbs-up: "Big brother is amazing. Just give him three to five years, and he'll be useful in the future."

Wei Dong was suddenly shocked. Damn, is this another routine from your textbook?
"Get lost! I don't plan on using him for anything. I'm just trying to help my old friend live a better life!"

The little killer showed an "hmmmm" expression, which showed that he understood that this was the way to raise fish.

What the hell, how old are you?

This made Weidong feel more and more that he had lived his previous sixty years in vain.

(End of this chapter)