As for Lao Yangtou, he was not idle either, and the two parties began to bargain.

Yang Ruoqing was not interested in these bargains. Seeing the wind blowing, she turned and went back to the house to get clothes for Yang Huazhong to cover his legs.

By the time she turned around and came back, the people in the pig pen must have reached a consensus on the price and started looking for ropes to tie the pigs and weigh them.

"The gross weight is 210 pounds!"

Over there, Butcher Chen shouted out.

Old Yangtou was very happy when he heard that Butcher Chen quoted an extra penny per catty.

With his face glowing red, he told his eldest son Yang Huaan, who was smiling at the side: "Boss, you are the one who has read the most books here. You come and settle this account!"

"Eh!"

Yang Huaan shook his sleeves, revealing a pair of blessed hands.

He stretched out his hands, pinched his fingers, rolled his eyes, and started to count in his mouth...

Here, Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips.

The uncle is like a fortune teller...

For those who have never studied, this account may seem a little confusing.

For those who have studied, this is very simple.

I named my uncle to settle this account. It is obvious that I want him to show off in front of others!

Over there, before Yang Huaan could calculate the results, Butcher Chen blurted out.

"Boss Yang, don't forget it. It weighs two hundred and ten kilograms, and costs nine cents per catty. That's a total of one thousand eight hundred and ninety cents!"

"ah?"

The accounting process in Yang Hua'an's mind was interrupted, and he stared at Butcher Chen with his mouth open and a bit confused.

Yang Ruoqing secretly shook her head.

Uncle is just pretending...

She was drunk too!

Over there, Old Yang looked a little confused. He glared at Yang Huaan and said angrily: "You have nothing to do here. Go to the front room and tell your mother, she is still waiting!"

"Eh!"

Yang Huaan blushed and walked away dejectedly.

Here, Old Yangtou ordered Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou to help drive the fat pig to the cart parked outside.

The crowd dispersed with cheers, and Old Yang Touda paused as he passed by Yang Huazhong.

"Third brother, the butcher will let us scoop up a few bowls of pig blood for cooking later. I will ask them to bring you a bowl later too!"

"Hey, thank you dad!" Yang Huazhong said.

"Haha, it's okay. You're just sitting there basking in the sun. I'm going over there!"

"Well, dad, walk slowly!"

Xiao An, who was playing in the yard, heard what the adults said, raised his head and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Sister, can you eat pig blood?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and touched Xiao An's tiger head.

"Of course you can. The pig's blood will be delivered at noon. I'll make some noodles boiled in pig's blood. I'm sure you'll say it's delicious!"

"Great!"

Xiao An responded happily, turned around and played with his mud.

The entrance to the east house in the front yard.

Wangcai chased the old cat all over the yard. When he caught it, he pounced on it and bit it fiercely.

He bit and pulled, shaking his head and tail in excitement.

Yang Huamei stood aside, bending over with laughter while cracking melon seeds.

Mrs. Tan was sitting under the wall doing needlework. She looked up from time to time and glanced at Yang Huamei, with a doting smile on her old face.

Mrs. Liu stood aside with a big belly, asking for credit from Mrs. Tan.

"Mom, my eldest brother just told me that our pig, which weighs 210 pounds, can be sold for 1,890 yuan. Here, mother should reward me with 90 yuan!" Mrs. Liu said.

Mrs. Tan raised her eyelids and glanced at Mr. Liu.

Normally, after hearing such words, Mr. Tan would have spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Today, I sold a big fat pig and raised the price. Mrs. Tan is in a good mood.

"Fourth family member, how do you say this? Why do I have to allocate ninety cents to you?" Mrs. Tan asked Mrs. Liu with a half-smile.

"Before we separated, it was your third sister-in-law who fed the pigs, and your elder sister-in-law who shoveled the pig pens." Mrs. Tan continued.

"After we separated, my sister-in-law was responsible for feeding the pigs and cleaning the pigsty. You haven't even been to the pigsty, so where did you get the ninety cents from?"

Hearing Mrs. Tan's question, Mrs. Liu's eyes flashed, and she leaned closer and whispered: "Sister-in-law is very stubborn. When she saw this guy selling pigs, she just wanted to save some pig food."

"I went over and scooped out several scoops and fed it to the big fat pig. The pig ate at least ten kilograms!"

"One pound is nine cents, so ten pounds is ninety cents! Mom, tell me, have I made any contribution?" Mrs. Liu looked smug.

The smile on Mrs. Tan's face froze.

"Let me ask you, how long have you been feeding that fat pig?" asked Tan.

Ms. Liu counted on her fingers and said, "Less than an hour."

Less than an hour?

Tan's expression suddenly changed.

Mrs. Tan grinded her back teeth so hard that she smiled at Mrs. Liu and said, "You have really made a great contribution. Come to me and I will reward you——"

Mrs. Liu really moved her face towards me.

"Pah, pah, pah—"

Mrs. Tan picked up the half-filled piece of mille-feuille shoe sole and slapped it on Mr. Liu's face.

"Ouch~"

Mrs. Liu howled, covered her face and jumped to the side.

"Mom, why are you hitting me?" She felt extremely wronged.

Mrs. Tan stood up and sprayed thick phlegm on Mrs. Liu's feet.

"With all your little cleverness, you still think that others don't know how to play tricks?" Tan put his hands on his hips and cursed sternly.

"Every business has its own rules. When we sell pigs, we are not allowed to feed them overnight and we have to sell them on an empty stomach!"

"You lazy, stupid bitch, our old Yang family will be destroyed in your hands! I'll settle the score with you later!"

After saying these words, Ms. Tan kicked off her little feet and angrily chased her to the front yard.

Mrs. Liu was left standing there covering her burning face, dumbfounded.

…

In the front yard, Mr. Tan chased him to the front door of Lao Yang's house. The pig was already tied to the cart pushed by Butcher Chen.

Butcher Chen was talking to Old Yang Touna, both of them had bright faces.

However, Mrs. Tan, with a face covered with dark clouds, ran over, grabbed Old Yang's head, turned around and walked towards the main entrance of Old Yang's house.

"I'm talking to someone, why don't you, mother-in-law, understand any rules?"

Old Yangtou was dragged into the door, but the boss was still unhappy.

Mrs. Tan lowered her voice and said angrily: "The ones who don't understand the rules are still behind, it's enough to give you a headache!"

"How do you say this?" Old Yang was surprised and asked.

"Your fourth wife, being smart, fed that fat pig pig food..." Mrs. Tan said.

"What?"

When Lao Yangtou heard this, he was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out.

"When did it happen? Is it three hours?" Old Yang asked hurriedly.

Tan said: "More than an hour."

"That's bad!" Old Yang said, his old face suddenly covered by dark clouds.

There are rules in the industry.

In the area of ​​buying and selling pigs, pigs for sale cannot be fed again overnight.

In the eight villages within ten miles of Mianniu Mountain, everyone must follow this rule.

"For more than an hour, the pig food is probably still accumulated in the pig's stomach." Old Yangtou said with a frown.

"Looking back, Butcher Chen disembowelled the pig and saw the pig food inside. We, the old Yang family, are just waiting for someone to poke their backs!"

Old Yang sighed, the expression in his eyes changing rapidly.
Chapter completed!