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But even so, nearly half of the Jiang family's more than eighty pigs have been consumed these days.

Seeing that the situation was not very good, Jiang Li had arranged for the pig farmers to kill two more pigs every day. The lean tenderloin parts of these two pigs were made into meat floss and pork jerky, and the rest was made into smoked bacon.

This is also a shelf-stable practice.

Mr. Jiang looked very distressed. Originally, this was all money. He had raised it for more than half a year because of the high demand in his own business. He thought that raising it at home would save costs, but who knew that it would be in his hands now.

Over the past few days, in the continuous rainy weather, many people saw the smoke rising over the back mountain from a distance, accompanied by a sweet smoky smell that filled the air. .

Brothers Song Yuxing and Song Yulin came to Jiang's house again.

"Sister Ali, next month is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th. My parents asked us to invite you to our house to enjoy the flowers during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Originally, their sister should have invited this kind of event at the girl's house, but Song Wanwan's husband's family had something to do and couldn't get away.

The two of them didn't find Gracilaria at Jiang's house, so they ran to the pig farm.

After finishing speaking, the smell of smoked bacon on the tip of my nose became stronger, and I couldn't help but ask about Gracilaria, "What does this smell like? It's so weird."

There was smoke coming out of the hut next to me. In this sticky weather, there was smoke steaming out of the forest, which was very interesting.

Jiang Lei saw that the two of them were interested, so she took them to the house to have a look.

Two small rooms were set aside specifically for making bacon. As soon as they entered, they saw that the roofs of the two rooms were covered with bacon.

Song Yuxing was particularly interested and looked at Jiang Li with bright eyes, "Sister Ali, can you give us two as a gift when we go back later?"

The hanging bacon is basically semi-fat and lean.

Jiang Li said cheerfully: "Of course."

After saying that, he called someone over and asked him to bring down a few strips of smoked bacon from the roof. Then he cut a plate and gave it to the two of them to taste, as well as to everyone working in the kitchen. It tasted salty and sweet. It's chewy and delicious, but it's quite salty as a snack.

It was not the first time for brothers Song Yuxing and Song Yulin to eat smoked meat, but it was the first time to eat this kind of taste, salty and sweet.

Gracilaria had people wrap the strips of bacon in dried lotus leaves and send them to their carriage.

The two didn't stay long. Before leaving, they told Jiang Li, "Sister Ali, please remember to come to our house on the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Jiang Li then remembered that she didn't seem to agree to it, right?

But the two of them had already left, and soon disappeared after getting into the carriage.

Mr. Jiang was watching the rain under the eaves, making tea, and sighed with the remaining bacon on the plate: "It would be great if this bacon could be sold."

Jiang Li just came back. When he heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's not impossible!"

"With so much sugar and salt in this bacon, I'm afraid it won't be easy to sell, right?" Mr. Jiang curled his lips.

Although he is no longer in business, he is still involved in many things on the pig farm and knows the prices.

If it were priced at the same price as braised pork, it would definitely be a loss.

"It's not necessarily easy to sell in normal times, but look at the weather now." Plus there's a war going on next door.

The luxurious life of many wealthy people must have been affected, and there is a lack of novel gadgets.

When Mr. Jiang heard this, he felt that it made sense.

"Then how do you plan to price it?"

Jiang Li took out a pen and paper from the house, calculated, and said after a while: "One pound must be sold for at least fifty cents to avoid losing money."

Mr. Jiang was already very satisfied when he heard that he was not losing money. After raising so many pigs, if he could not lose money now, it would be a profit.

Jiang Li couldn't help but smile as she looked at the little old man's calculating expression.

Then he called Zhang Sheng and asked him to arrange for the bacon to be sold in various shops.

After hearing this, Zhang Sheng agreed quite a bit and immediately went to count the amount of bacon.

"Master, a pound of bacon costs fifty cents. If we sell it in our shop, we probably won't be able to sell much. If we send it to a restaurant, I think it will sell better."

Originally, restaurants are high-consumption places. Even if they are sold in restaurants, the price is not surprising. Since many people go to restaurants to eat, even if they are more expensive, they take it for granted.

But if you take it to a shop to sell it, I'm afraid many people will have to pick and choose, and you won't be able to sell much.

Not everyone is willing to spend two or three days' wages to buy a pound of meat.

Now the price of food in the city has increased. A pound of japonica rice costs more than ten cents, which is almost double the price.

Zhang Sheng has ideas, which is naturally a good thing.

Anyway, the Jiang family has cooperated with many restaurants in Yunzhou City before. Although the delivery volume is less now, and some restaurants don't even need them to deliver goods, the resources are still there.

So Jiang Li gave this job to Zhang Sheng.

"Call Awen and Awu and let them exercise too."

Jiang Li said.

Zhang Sheng was not too troublesome at all to allow his two sons to come into contact with him. Obviously he also felt that this was an opportunity.

Immediately, the two of them started to help prepare.

The next day, the father and son went out in the car with the prepared braised pork, braised vegetables and bacon.

Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu sent Jiang Baishu and Tieniu to the academy first, and then went to meet their father.

In rainy weather, the father and son were running around outside. Although they brought bamboo hats and raincoats, their clothes still got a lot wet.

A few people thought the bamboo hats and coir raincoats were troublesome, so they simply didn't bring them with them anymore.

The weather is bad, so some restaurants are not doing well, but many others are doing pretty well.

There are not many people dining at banquets. Most of them are just three or two people sitting in the restaurant with a pot of wine, a stack of peanuts and a plate of meat in front of them, which can last a long time.

In this kind of weather, you don't have to go to the ground. You can sit in the open air in the wind and rain, and chat. It is very pleasant, no worse than a sunny day.

It is only the common people who suffer.

Zhang Sheng came with his son, no, with bacon. There were many people in the restaurant, but the shopkeeper was not very busy. It was a bit strange to see Zhang Sheng coming.

Because we have been cooperating with the Jiang family for several months, it has stabilized. Usually, only people from their pig farm come over, and Zhang Sheng only comes over on the billing day at the end of the month.

Zhang Sheng was usually quite good at dealing with people and sophistication, so when he saw him coming, the shopkeeper immediately came out with a smile on his face.

He gave him a handful of the peanuts in his hand.

"Why are you free to come here today?"

The main reason is that the weather is bad and the roads are not easy to walk, so everyone is reluctant to go out.

"Our boss has nothing to do at home and has developed a new food. It tastes good. Why don't we send it over for you to try."

Zhang Sheng smiled and asked his son to pass over a piece of bacon.