If Zhang Feng didn't find star anise cinnamon, he didn't dare to do so. After all, it's 300000 pigs!

Not a small number.

But now?

With Sun Simiao's help in preparing new feed and improving pig varieties from a technical point of view, why does pork taste so strong?

Isn't it because of the pig?

Zhang Feng can't figure it out. He has such good meat and protein supplement, so no one knows this?

But fortunately, Zhang Feng really needs money at this time. After all, papermaking is a good thing, but it all needs money!

Now Zhang Feng didn't get a penny except that he hid a funny idea from Prince Zhenla.

In the later stage, money is needed everywhere. Where does the money come from?

Isn't that why the rich man sent him money?

As long as you get rid of these things, take them out and promise to sell them on sale.

Li Chengqian left.

But soon after, he came back.

But this time, there was no excitement on Li Chengqian's face. He sat next to Zhang Feng and stared at the door.

Zhang Feng looked at him in surprise and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Feng Zi, I just thought about it. This is not the way! You think we're looking for so many people, and I heard you say this thing can make a lot of money, but I haven't figured out for a long time. Where can this thing make money? You tell me, this thing is distributed to the poor, and we can't even pay for the knife handle..."

Chengqian was speechless.

"I thought about it. Instead of doing a good job like this, I'd better let the pigs go and shoot them and scatter them. It's not so laborious! Think about 300000 pigs. Even if only 150000 pigs are slaughtered, how much manpower and material resources will it take?"

Zhang Feng also frowned slightly, but thought about it and patted his thigh and said, "if you're too troublesome, get me up the mountain!"

Hearing the speech, Li Chengqian couldn't help but change his face.

"Fengzi, what are you going to do? Don't fool around! This is an academy. If others know, you drive 300000 pigs up the mountain. What's this? It's an insult to Confucius!"

"No, no!"

"If my father knows about this, they can't beat me to death, but they have to scold me to death. I quit. Bye. Go find someone else!"

The more Chengqian said, the more frightened he became. In the end, he had to prepare to run away.

Zhang Feng heard the speech. He grabbed his streamer.

"Come on, don't worry, I'll tell you. Who told you that I'm going to give this thing for free? If you don't want to get rich, you bring it to me. Don't blame me for not reminding you when you're jealous."

Hearing this, Li Chengqian couldn't help being surprised.

At this time, he suddenly remembered Zhang Feng's consistent style. As long as he said that one thing can make money and make a lot of money, that thing

Li Chengqian couldn't help being calm.

After rubbing his hands, he returned to the original place and asked, "Feng Zi, is what you said true? How can this thing make money? And everyone knows that it is pork!"

Zhang Feng glanced at Li Chengqian and said, "who let you hang like mutton and sell it piece by piece?" I really don't know how your father taught you to do business. Did you all learn stubborn things? "

Chengqian's face turned black.

He always felt that Zhang Feng was scolding him.

Zhang Feng continued, "you don't understand such obvious merchant skills. You'd better change your career!"

Hearing the speech, Li Chengqian didn't care. After all, he really didn't learn this thing.

But at this time, he was hard to say anything. He just said, "well, tell me about it. I also thought about it. You said it would be more expensive for people to buy. You said it would be cheaper. Now people can't eat enough. Who will buy it?"

"That son of a bitch told you nonsense!"

Zhang Feng stared at the speech.

"If you think about it carefully, didn't you lick the pot clean for me that time, whether it was stewed pork or pig large intestine?"

Hearing the speech, Li Chengqian blushed.

"You made it delicious!"

Zhang Feng said, "that's enough. I'm making this thing mature and selling cooked food. Isn't it delicious? I'm going to get him some stores to sell pickled meat. Isn't it delicious? I'm opening a food processing factory on the mountain to make these things into bacon and bacon and make them into more exquisite food. Do you think those upper class people don't compete to eat?"

"Haven't you seen Dr. Sun and your grandfather, and Mr. Li Gang and Mr. Li's son rob all their food? Why, you don't think Mr. Li Gang and Dr. Sun have any influence?"

"This..."

Li Chengqian was speechless, but he was deeply shocked by Zhang Feng's words.

If you follow Zhang Feng's words, then

This is really a big business!

After all, for the poor people, this disaster is fatal, but for those people?

This has no effect on them!

It's time to take the money out of their mouths!