Restart the Disaster of Another World

"Those people are rich and can afford anything." Jing Yao said with a smile. He was not going to sell this thing cheaply. A small can of food could cause such a rush in Shangjing. Those people really had nothing to do, they were well fed and had money. He had to take out some high-end things to show them and empty their pockets.

To be honest, since receiving the payment for the canned food order, Jing Yao's desire to make money has been on fire. They have worked hard for several months, from building houses, making equipment, recruiting workers, and planning to implementation, completion, and feedback. It took more than four months, although it seems short, but so many people participated and put in a lot of sweat.

When the factory workers received their first month's salary, they were extremely happy. They had never thought that they could earn so much money in a month with their own hands. After the workers took their wages home, their families were surprised and the workers stood up straighter. Their families also showed more respect to Jing Yao, making him feel as if he had somehow been promoted. It seems that no matter what era it is, making money is the most important thing in life.

Wen Qun nodded, he felt that what Jing Yao said made sense.

Jing Yao got up early in the morning and was cooking. Now that the coal mine had been found, he would wait for an opportunity to buy it later, but now he could only mine it secretly by himself. His foundation was too shallow and he had no backing. The coal mine was a big deal. If someone with ulterior motives knew about it, he might be punished.

Fortunately, the coal mine was discovered in the deep mountains and forests, where wild animals roam all year round and ordinary hunters would not go there. He could now collect it secretly, and no one would know even if he made a noise.

There are many refugees coming from the north. I wonder if there are any willing to sell themselves. If so, we can buy some of them and use them as miners. As long as we pay attention to safety, nothing serious should happen.

While Jing Yao was making breakfast and thinking about things, there was a knock on the door. Jing Yao quickly put down what he was holding, went to the door and opened it, only to find that it was Wen Luo.

"Uncle Wen Luo, why are you here? Come in!" Jing Yao was puzzled when he saw the person coming, but he still invited him in.

Wen Luo's face was not very good, and he was a little angry, "Ayao, I came to talk to you about something."

"Uncle, you say." Jing Yao looked at his face and knew it was not a good thing.

"Oh, uncle, I'm sorry!" Wen Luo sighed.

"Maybe something went wrong with Boss Qian," Jing Yao guessed.

Wen Luo nodded, then sighed and said, "I have known Lao Qian for so long, but I didn't know he was such a greedy person. He has been raising pigs for so many years, and I have been taking care of his business. I have helped him take over the pigs he couldn't sell. We have been together for so long, and I thought he was a straightforward person like me. Who would have thought that he would be so jealous of you making so much money that he wanted to raise the price. He thought your business was profitable, but he didn't know how you supported such a large group of people."

Although what Jing Yao said in the training was not spread out, they were all warned by their uncles and aunts in the clan not to trip him up. They patted their chests and made solemn promises, but within a few days, something went wrong. How could he not be angry?

Jing Yao guessed it, but he was not surprised. Just looking at the selling price of his factory, it was indeed enviable, but without his technology, this could not be achieved.

"Did uncle agree?" Jing Yao asked with a smile.

Wen Luo shook his head. "I, Wen Luo, have never done such a thing in my half-life in Wenjiabao. Not before and not in the future. Don't worry, even if I go to collect stray pigs, I won't let him lead me by the nose."

Collecting loose pigs means that the butcher goes to the rural households to look for pigs that have grown up and are ready to be slaughtered. If there are any, the butcher buys them and then rushes back to slaughter them himself. This is generally the way of working for rural butchers who do not cooperate with large-scale farms and only work on market days. Professional butchers like Wen Luo who have their own shops in the city and sell pork every day and have their own channels rarely do this.

Jing Yao touched his chin and thought for a while before saying, "Uncle, can you help me buy some piglets?"

Wen Luo was surprised; "You plan to raise it yourself."

Jing Yao nodded, "Uncle, you know, I have such a big stall, I can't always go out to buy, it must be more cost-effective to raise it myself. Now that something like this has happened, I might as well do it myself, so that others won't think I'm easy to control."

Wen Luo thought that was the case. Anyway, there was a lot of land and vegetables in the village, so the pigs would have no problem eating. "Okay, whenever you want it and how much you want, I'll get it for you."

Jing Yao thanked him, "Thank you, uncle. Please do it as soon as possible. I will build the pig pens in the next few days. As for the number, the more the better."

"You kid, you should strive for big things in everything you do. You have ambition. I will help you find out and guarantee that you will be satisfied." The big stone in his heart fell, and Wen Luo was naturally happy. He patted Jing Yao and was about to go to work.

"Thank you for your help, uncle." Jing Yao thanked him sincerely.

Wen Luo didn't say anything else, just waved his hand and left.

Jing Yao continued to make his breakfast. When he put the meal on the table and hadn't started eating yet, Wen Qun came in, and his expression was not very good.

"Qun Qun, have you eaten?" Jing Yao asked happily when he saw people.

Wen Qun nodded and said, "I've eaten, don't worry about me."

Seeing that he seemed to be hesitant to speak, Jing Yao knew what he wanted to say, and said, "I went to the factory this morning."

Wen Qun nodded. When he went to the factory today, he saw Daping carrying pork in, which made him feel a little strange. Usually, the factory would have started working at this time, but today it was almost half an hour late.

He asked, and Wen Ping told the truth. He knew that when Jing Yao was not around, the factory was under the management of Wen Qun, and it was Wen Qun who paid the money when the accounts were settled at the end of each month.

Her mother also said that Wen Qun managed Jing Yao well. He looked soft and gentle, but she didn't expect him to be so good at managing the family. He was indeed taught by the wife of a juren. She also scolded him and his wife. However, Wen was dull and so was the girl he liked. Wen Luo's wife had a headache when she saw her eldest son, but the girl he liked gave her an even bigger headache.

When Wen Qun heard the news, he showed no emotion on his face. The factory started working again. When there was nothing else to do, he immediately went to Jing Yao's house. Seeing Jing Yao so calm, he also felt at ease.

"Ayao, let's do this." Wen Qun originally wanted to wait for Jing Yao to eat first, but when he brought up the topic, he couldn't wait to ask.

"Don't worry." Jing Yao comforted him; "Since the problem lies with the raw materials, we can just raise them ourselves."

Wen Qun was very surprised when he heard this. "We raise them ourselves?"

"Yes, actually I had this idea a long time ago. The wasteland and hillside I bought are just right for building a breeding farm." Jing Yao touched his head and said.

Wen Qun thought of the land that had been reclaimed and sown with seeds, and nodded, "Ayao, let's eat first."

Jing Yao looked down at the noodles in the bowl and realized he had to eat them quickly or they would become lumpy, so he picked up his chopsticks and started eating them in big mouthfuls.

Jing Yao ate very quickly and finished a bowl of noodles in less than ten minutes. Wen Qun was about to take the bowl and go to the kitchen to wash it, but was rejected by Jing Yao.

Jing Yao took the bowl to the kitchen and Wen Qun followed behind him.

The two moved their conversation to the kitchen. Jing Yao washed the dishes with noodle soup, while Wen Qun sat on a small stool by the fire and listened.

"I have wanted to do this for a long time, but I was too busy recently and had no time at all, so it has been put on hold. Now that this has happened, I will solve it one by one." Jing Yao did not want to argue with others over such a small matter. His factory had so many orders from so many people, he could not just stop production, otherwise he would be in trouble. Well, he felt that he had the potential to develop into a capitalist.

"Qun Qun, remember what I told you about the production of soap? This also requires fat. We will need more and more pigs in the future, and we can't always suffer this loss."

Wen Qun nodded and said, "We can sell soap later."

"Yes, the profit of those things is much higher than that of canned bacon and sausages."

"But none of us have raised pigs before, will it work?" Wen Qun asked worriedly.

"Maybe you can take a look at this book." Jing Yao said as he conjured a book out of thin air.

Wen Qun took the book and looked at the title, "Postpartum Care for Sows". He turned the pages, looked at the missing words, and began to read with difficulty. This book mainly talks about the process of a pig from birth to slaughter. It also introduces in detail the food needed, feeding methods and measures to be taken at each stage. However, Wen Qun could not understand a lot of it, so he could only write it down and ask Jing Yao slowly.

"I'll also look up some information and come up with scientific breeding methods. In the future, we can not only raise pigs, but also other animals." Jing Yao bought such a piece of wasteland, and he would not let it continue to be wasteland. Not only would he grow produce, but he would also not let go of the weeds.

"Yes, Ayao, I will finish reading this book as soon as possible, and then we can raise pigs together." Wen Qun promised solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Jing Yao quickly pulled the book out of his hand and said, "Leave professional matters to professionals. We just need to control the overall situation. We can hire or buy people. Besides, raising pigs is very smelly. Your nose can't stand it, so I don't want you to go."

Just kidding, his sweet and soft little husband can just check around leisurely every day and be a supervisor. How could he bear to let him raise pigs?

Wen Qun nodded in agreement. "Let's go to the county town and see if there are people who sell people there."

Jing Yao was satisfied. The two of them cleaned up the house. Wen Qun continued to read while Jing Yao looked up information. Then he found that the pigs here were all raised on a single diet. Most people fed them raw vegetables and grass. The feeding method was relatively simple, and the pigs grew slowly and took a long time to be marketed.

He looked up information, found some scientific feeding methods and recipes, copied them down, and then put them into practice one by one, which should be able to improve the growth and development of pigs.

In the afternoon, Jing Yao went to the factory to find the construction team and asked them to put down what they were doing and build his breeding farm first. This did not require anything so sophisticated, as long as they had a place to shelter from the wind and rain, it would be built in a few days.

His actions attracted another group of people from the village to watch, so Jing Yao simply advertised, "My dear uncles and aunts, if you have leftover vegetables or extra pig grass at home, please send it to me. My pigs will eat more when they grow up, and they will need more. I will pay you for it then."

"Seriously, when do you want it?"

"How big a backpack do you want? Can you weigh it?"

"Do you want anything? Do you want weeds?"

Jing Yao answered them one by one; "It's a big backpack, just press it tightly, no need to weigh it, whatever the pigs like to eat is fine. It hasn't been built yet, I'll let you know when it's needed."

Jing Yao heaved a sigh of relief only after he heard the confirmed news of everyone's arrival and left happily.

After arranging matters in the village, Wen Xin went to see the construction site and location of the breeding farm. After confirming that there were no problems, he started construction.

Jing Yao and Wen Qun came to the county government office. Although the world does not prohibit the buying and selling of people, it requires voluntary buying and selling, and cannot be forced privately. Therefore, generally only contracts signed in places like the county government office are valid.

Not only were there people who could not make a living and voluntarily sold themselves into slavery, but there were also people whose families were implicated in crimes and were sold, and there were also servants from wealthy families who had made mistakes and were sold again.

"Go to the servants' hall."

As soon as they reached the door, they heard a voice. They looked to the side and saw a man dressed as an official sitting at the door pointing inside. After thanking him, the two went to the back of the hall. There was a large courtyard here, with many rooms next to it, all of which were locked up with people.

It was noisy inside and there was constant talking. As soon as I walked in, someone came to greet me.