After the divorce, the pregnant belly was discovered by the ex-husband

Two days later, Pan Yunzhi personally sent people over, but the place they lived in was crowded again.

Zhou Ren now runs to the cement factory and the ceramic factory every day. He has left all the household affairs to Zhou Yi. Fang Qianxue asked him to settle the people.

"Qianxue, I've found out about the sheep. An adult sheep costs about three silver coins."

Fang Qianxue's eyes lit up. So cheap? In fact, in the eyes of Yan people, 300 banknotes is not cheap, because no one eats it.

But as long as the hot pot is popular, the price of sheep will probably go up. So Longji Village quickly signed the contract and set the price to avoid someone raising the price in the future.

It is not ruled out that such people exist.

“Yunzhi, let’s go to Longji Village now to finalize the contract. We can buy it at this price.

You know, since our hotpot market has become popular, eating mutton has become popular, and the price of mutton will definitely go up.

It would be better if we set a new price for pork. I thought about it and decided to open a braised food restaurant specializing in braised meat."

Pan Yunzhi didn’t know what braised pork was, but if Fang Qianxue said it was delicious, then it must be delicious.

When they arrived at the Huo family, Grandpa Huo and Grandma Huo learned that they were going to collect not only sheep but also pigs. The old man slapped his thigh hard.

It was like a golden opportunity, so the old man ran to the village.

After running out, he ran back and said, "Ah! I forgot, Miss Fang and boy Pan, I'll go call the village chief over.

You guys talk to him about this, I can't make the decision, this is a matter for every household. Wait, wait, I can run fast. "

Oh my god! This is a huge deal!

It’s rich, it’s rich, their Longji Village has become rich. The old man jogged along, cheering in his heart, his blood pressure soaring with excitement.

The village chief is called Cheng Dafu, who was appointed by Longji Town. Although his name sounds a bit mercenary, he is a very kind person.

In the past few years, due to severe drought and locust plague, the fields were completely barren and every household had no food.

There were villagers who starved to death in other villages, but more than 2,000 people in Longji Village did not starve to death.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry up, Cheng boy, come to my house quickly, yes, a distinguished guest is coming." Old Master Huo was panting heavily, his beard curled up with fatigue.

"Mr. Huo, what's wrong? How important a nobleman can make you make such a fuss?" Cheng Dafu stood in the field, leaning on the hoe, looking at Mr. Huo who was breathing heavily in front of him.

"Hey! Kid, good news has happened. Look at yourself. Let me tell you what it is. I guess you are more anxious than me." Old Master Huo was very dissatisfied with Cheng Dafu's indifferent attitude.

"Haha, then please tell me quickly, I'd like to see what can make me so anxious." Then he listened to Grandpa Huo's words while hoeing the ground nonchalantly.

"What's the matter? Two nobles are here to give us some money."

"Old man, you got up too late this morning and you haven't woken up from your dream yet?"

"Let me tell you, these two nobles originally wanted to raise sheep themselves. They wanted to come to us to buy some land, but I stopped them.

I told them why they needed to buy land, there are so many people in our village raising crops, why don't you just come to our village and harvest them!

Guess what? Today they came back to give us their answer.

They agreed. Not only did they agree, they also said they wanted to take the pigs. Don’t you think this is a good thing?”

"Pah", Cheng Dafu threw his hoe on the ground and ran away.

"Hey! Dafu. Wait for me, kid! Without me introducing you, who would people know you?

"Hey! Shoes? Shoes?" Mr. Huo shouted at the figure in front of him.

The figure in front paused. He was running too fast and almost braked suddenly and fell into the field.

Old Master Huo picked up the shoe that Cheng Dafu had thrown away with contempt.

Who was careless just now? Who didn't care just now? My goodness, look at me now, I wish my parents had two more legs.

"Hey, old man, please hurry up!" Cheng Dafu became anxious when he saw Old Man Huo taking slow and leisurely steps.

There are about 2,000 people in their village, but only two or three are rich, and the rest are all poor. The so-called rich are not as rich as those in the city.

How poor were they? Their clothes were covered with patches. The clothes worn by the older children were passed down to the younger ones, who then used them to make shoe soles. Nothing was wasted. There was no meat on the table for two months. There were wild animals in the back hills, but no one dared to go up.

If he didn't catch two such big pieces of pie suddenly fell from the sky, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

The villagers worked hard in the fields, and dozens of people in a family depended on the little income from the fields. Every family was not starving, but every family was not full. There were few fat people in the whole Longji Village.

He, the village chief, is so worried!