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Chapter 41

"I want to make a plow for dry land. Can you do this?" Chen Ming asked.

"What's the difficulty? But I've been working on iron for decades, but I haven't hit a few of these plows. Each family only has a few bits of land, but no one is working hard on the animals. Nowadays, people are lazy, but no one uses animal farmland, but they all use mechanical farmland. That thing is much more neat." Zhang Xianchu was a little strange.

"Our Chashu Village Road has not yet been opened to the household. I just bought a horse and thought that this horse cannot be raised for nothing." Chen Ming smiled.

Zhang Xianchu nodded: "If you keep a livestock, you have to use it. That's not for the ancestors. My son came back and said that people in the city raise livestock like for the ancestors."

After so many years, the blacksmith shop has made some improvements. For example, the bellows that rely on manpower have been changed to blowers. Once the power is turned on, the firepower is coming up, which is much more efficient than the human pull.

Zhang Xianchu had just started working here, and a boy about four or five years old came in at the door of the blacksmith shop. The little boy looked around inside the blacksmith shop, and then his eyes fell on Chen Ming.

Chen Ming smiled at him. The little boy was a little shy and his eyes quickly turned to another direction.

"Little naughty, don't make trouble. Grandpa is going to work today. There is no way to touch the things here." Zhang Xianchu said.

The little boy is Zhang Xianchu's grandson, named Zhang Hailin. He has been weaning for eight months and has lived with his grandparents. His parents have been working outside, and now their parents have added a second treasure, but the second treasure is different from him. The second treasure lives with his parents in the city. Zhang Hailin still lives with his grandparents in the countryside.

The child was active, and sometimes he played around in the blacksmith shop, and then ran out of the blacksmith shop. Even Chen Ming ignored Zhang Hailin's existence when he came in and out.

Ironmaking is really a very boring process. For customizing a completely new tool like Chen Ming, Zhang Xianchu must first make the mold, then melt the iron into molten iron, and then pour the molten iron into the abrasive to form.

But the things made in this way are made of iron, not hard, and cannot be plowed dry land at all, let alone wasteland full of stones. Therefore, the abrasive tools made must be processed before they can be used in the end.

"Young man, it's not a short time to get this thing out. You might as well go to the market to have fun and come here in a few hours." Zhang Xianchu said when he saw Chen Ming sitting there bored.

Chen Ming nodded: "If you want it, I'll go to the market to take a look."

There are indeed many things that Chen Ming still needs to buy. For example, vegetable seeds that are about to be planted. No one is left to plant cabbage seeds that are needed to plant cabbage, and they need to be rebuilt every year. In addition, Chen Ming also needs to see if there are any other vegetables suitable for winter. According to the attitude of this somewhat unreliable ancestor, it is completely impossible for Chen Ming to be lazy. Since this is the case, it is better to make these better.

This day is not the day when Daxipu goes to the market, but with more and more residents of Daxipu now, many shops have also begun to open regularly. Daxipu's farmers' market also tends to be regular business. If Daxi Township can be upgraded to Daxi Town in the future, Daxipu may no longer need to go to the market.

Because it is not a market day, there are not many people in the market. But there are still some people doing trades.

Some sell chickens, ducks, geese, some sell chickens, ducks, and some buy live sheep. Chen Ming saw it and was a little moved. He had four things in pigs, cattle, horses, sheep, chickens, dogs, and animals. It would be better to raise all the six animals.

The price of piglets is not cheap. Due to the influence of African swine fever a while ago, many rural areas have almost empty pens. The price of pork soars and the price of suckling pigs has also risen. A suckling pig with a kilogram of more than ten kilograms is actually more than 1,000 yuan. The cost is simply scary. Moreover, the African swine fever epidemic has not yet ended, and these suckling pigs may not be able to survive after buying them. If a suckling pig dies, you will lose more than 1,000 yuan. This cost is not something that ordinary farmers can afford.

In the past, every household in Chashu Village had to raise at least one or two pigs. Before the New Year, at least one pig should be killed for the New Year. Every household's stove cabinet was hung with bacon and pig blood balls. The bacon from the mountain people could eat for the second half of the year. Some could even be well connected with the new bacon for the next year.

However, last year, the pigs raised by farmers in Chashu Village died. During the Chinese New Year, there was no piece of bacon hanging on the firewood stove cabinet, making the New Year in Chashu Village not like the New Year at all.

"How do you sell this piglet?" Chen Ming asked.

"You have chosen the right time. Now buying piglets is the most cost-effective. Now the price of meat has just dropped, and the price of suckling pigs has also jumped. The price is more than half cheaper than before the year." The seller of suckling pigs is a dealer who specializes in collecting suckling pigs everywhere.

This market is basically monopolized by dealers. If the villagers want to sell suckling pigs in the market, they can only sell them to these dealers. Otherwise, these people will always have a way to make you unable to set up a stall. In the end, they can only sell them helplessly.

"I have a total of six pigs, four mothers and two husbands. If you buy them all, you will be worth 4,000 yuan." said the pig dealer. Although Chen Ming didn't look like he was buying a suckling pig, the pig dealer did not judge people by his appearance at all. As long as there is a possibility, they would try their best to sell it.

Chen Ming shook his head: "Sorry, I just asked about the market. I didn't bring any money when I came out today."

"It's okay to scan WeChat and Alipay." The pig dealer made his last effort.

"I don't even have a mobile phone, where did I get WeChat and Alipay?" Chen Ming said.

Naturally, pig dealers will not believe that they can pay for mobile phones when they receive rags these days. If they are young, they don’t have mobile phones? If you don’t want to buy them, don’t buy them. What should you do if you find such a crappy excuse?

Chen Ming asked about the price of lambs again, it was not cheap. The price of local goats is at least six or seven hundred, which is not much different from suckling pigs.

When Chen Ming came out, he put a few hundred yuan on his body. It was difficult to buy a suckling pig.

After wandering around the market, Chen Ming found another noodle restaurant and sat down, and ordered a bowl of alkaline water noodles. He was just taking care of lunch.

After eating, walk to the blacksmith shop.

Before I could get to the blacksmith shop, I heard the cry of a sad child coming from the blacksmith shop. The sound was a bit familiar, as if it was the voice of Zhang Xianchu's grandson Zhang Hailin.

Chen Ming speeded up and soon walked to the blacksmith shop.

At this time, many people flocked to the blacksmith shop.

Zhang Hailin cried miserably. Chen Ming originally thought that this naughty child had been taught a lesson in causing trouble in the blacksmith shop. After entering the blacksmith shop, he realized that this naughty child was indeed in trouble, but he was not the one who cheated on him, but he was himself.
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