Chapter 10

"There are no pigs to sell. What do you do for business?" Zhao Dagang had no choice but to speak.

"How can there be no pigs to sell?" Zhao Xiaoling is puzzled.

Zhao Dagang sighed deeply and said slowly, "I sell pork from a landlord. But recently, a large number of pigs in his family suddenly got sick and died. Now sick pigs can't be sold, and there are few good pigs. It's not my family that wants to sell pork. They are fighting for it, and each family can't take much meat. If we go on like this, we can't do it soon Business is over. "

After a while, Zhao Xiaoling asked, "does dad know what disease the landowner's pig has? Have you ever been to a veterinarian? "

Zhao Dagang shook his head. "How can I know what disease that pig has? I'm just a pork seller, and people won't tell me. I don't know if they've ever been to a veterinarian, but... "

His words lengthened a bit, this just way, "should have been looking for, I heard people say to have been fed medicine."

"Since I've been fed medicine, how can I die in large numbers?" Zhao Xiaoling muttered.

Zhao Dagang sighed, "will you not die after taking the medicine? It's not that easy. We took a lot of medicine when we had a plague here? Don't you still die? "

"That's because there's no symptomatic medication." As long as symptomatic medication, it will be OK, of course, there is no absolute, there will always be one in ten thousand accidents.

Zhao Dagang didn't take her words, but looked at her with a worried face. "Dad has to think about changing his career. Now that he hasn't completely cut off the job, he can find something to do, or the three of us will go hungry."

He has always been a pork salesman. Now it's not easy for him to find something else to live for.

"What's dad going to do with his career?" Thinking about it, Zhao Xiaoling asked.

Zhao Dagang shook his head, "I have no idea. I can't do it. I'll do odd jobs with people. I can earn less, but at least I can do it."

"If you are in charge of the family, I'd better be a servant." Zhang Yu scrambled to speak.

I don't earn much by doing odd jobs, but I'm also involved.

Zhao Dagang glanced at her and said angrily, "you can't make much money when you are a servant. You're tired. I'll do odd jobs for you."

"You're tired of doing odd jobs, and you earn less."

"I..."

Zhao Xiaoling is a bit speechless about their struggle. Now it seems that it is better to continue to sell pork anyway, but if you want to continue to sell pork, you have to have a source of goods. This source of goods

"Dad, can't you take pork anywhere except the one you take it from?"

Zhao Dagang said, "you don't know, we all take pork here locally. If we take pork from other places, it's still expensive, and it will cause disputes. After all, do people sell pork locally?"

"I'm not talking about other places. I mean there's no pork in other places except the one where you take the pork?"

Zhao Dagang frowned, "I've thought about this for a long time, but those people who take pork from other families have heard about it and decided all the pork."

"What's more, the one I take pork from is the one with the largest output, and the other can't supply too much pork."

Zhao Xiaoling's eyelids drooped slightly. After a while, he said, "where's the family that Dad took the pork?"

"That's the biggest landlord's family in Yanghe city. The owner's surname is mo, and his name is mo Qingxian."

Answer these words, Zhao Dagang asks to her, "daughter, what do you inquire about this matter to do?"