As soon as the pigs got burned, a young man entered the yard. It was rare for a few days to rest in the kiln factory. The young man was sleepy again, and now he was diligent in getting up.

As soon as the young man came over, the work of brushing pig skins and removing pig hair naturally fell on the young man. For example, Lu Qingyao and others were allowed to the pot house, and everyone was smoking a cigarette while chatting.

"We will open all the kilns again next year." Lu Qingyao took two mouthfuls of the cigarette in his hand and slowly mentioned the matter about the kilns.

Sang Bo knew that the business in the kiln was good, and there were endless people coming to buy bricks this year, so he opened his mouth and asked, "It's all open?"

"Yeah, it's all open." Lu Qingyao nodded.

"The staff in the village..." Sangbaiduo asked.

Who knew that Lu Qingqiao opened his mouth and said, "The village has certainly not enough staff. If all the kilns are fully opened, you must find new staff. At least twenty strong laborers must be required."

Chen Xianfu said at this time: "The last time Ikeda came over, didn't he say that Japan had a special brick-making machine? If it was asked to see how the price was, let's buy some if it was reasonable?"

"We have this thing in China, but I don't know where to buy it," Ji Yanping said after thinking for a while.

"The things in Japan must be expensive, so let's find a way in China. The money I earned in the kiln in our village last year is probably not enough to buy a brick making machine, let alone anything else." Sang Bai thought for a while, shook his head and continued to think about the villagers.

Now Western machines are good, but they are also expensive.

Moreover, Sangbai does not think that the small kiln factories in the village need such high-level machines to participate in market competition. From now on, it will be a seller's market for at least ten years. In other words, as long as things can be produced, there is almost nothing that cannot be sold. At this time, manpower is also extremely cheap. If you don't hire more people to do semi-automated machinery production, that is, you can burn more money.

Lu Qingyao asked Sang Bai a few questions, and then asked: "Mr. Sang, how about building another window factory in our village?"

Hey!

Sang Bai felt strange now. Are the villagers going to step out?

"How did you think of doing this?" Sang Bai asked.

Lu Qingyao said: "I didn't see building a B&B. Although the windows are simple, it's so laborious to find someone to produce. I think we can do it ourselves, and first change the houses of each household in the village, just treat it as a practice, and then turn the windows in everyone's houses into yours. When the sky is bright, the house will be bright like outside..."

Sang Bai laughed in his heart when he heard this, and it turns out that the power of role models is infinite. When Sang Bai first built the house, when the first standard homestay came out, almost the older generation of villagers expressed concern about the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Anyway, Sangbai didn't know where they heard the news, saying that it was a window that was scattering wealth and was not good for their descendants.

But when Sangbai saw that the house was built, they had three sons and did not look like they were bad children. The most important thing was that when they entered Sangbai's house, it was so bright that the room was brighter than the room in the sunset of their house, so everyone's mind became active.

"I'll say it earlier, I'll just change it together," said Sang Bai.

Ji Yanping smiled and said, "We can't afford your team. They are all national workers with wages. We learned it here and prepared to do it ourselves."

"Can you build it yourself?" Sang Bai was a little suspicious.

Ji Yanping said: "We have done it before. I have earned about 100 yuan from the other end of the construction site. There is no problem with tying steel bars or something else."

Sang Bai had nothing to say now. He thought for a while and asked, "In the future, we will recruit people in the factory, so there will be more people at home. Why don't we expand the fields?"

"Farming is too unsubstantiable. When you encounter extra meals, you may not be able to fill your stomach. If you have the energy to grow grain, it is better to go to the kiln to pull two more bricks..." Lu Qingju said.

Sang Bai sighed secretly after hearing this. He had to say that what Lu Qingju said was irrefutable, because the farmers at this time were too hard and their productivity was too low. For example, Liushuzhuang is now considered good. There are about a dozen oxen plowing oxes in a village, and the mules, donkeys and other things were eliminated.

In this way, the villagers of Liushuzhuang would rather go to the kiln factory to pull bricks than reclaim more grain fields because the grain prices are too low and have no motivation.

Sangbai is interested in developing, but it is difficult to book a land at this time. You have to break your legs when it comes to policy matters. Sangbai's head will become big when he thinks about it, so he simply doesn't think about this matter.

After listening to Lu Qingyao's plan for the future steel window factory, Sang Bo found that Lu Qingyao still had no idea of ​​scale. To put it bluntly, the steel window factory he wanted to build with his fellow villagers was just a workshop.

Sang Bai didn't say much, letting the villagers go to trouble, just like if his two brothers-in-law built a chicken farm. How could he know how to go without trouble?

In this era, the first batch of rich people are probably starting to struggle restlessly now.

"Dad, didn't I let you smoke less?"

At this time, the girl Xiaoyu stood at the door of the pot house, greeted Lu Qingju and others, and then raised her face and looked at Lu Qingyao.

"I coughed last night. Don't you know? The doctor asked you to smoke less, but I turned my head and you smoked again..."

Sang Bai and everyone else looked at Xiao Yu and scolded Lu Qingyao with a smile.

Lu Qingyao immediately put the cigarette butt in his hand to his mouth, and took two sips to finish smoking the cigarette. He probably thought not to waste it, but who knew that he was so anxious that he choked and immediately coughed again.

When Xiao Yu saw this, he immediately stepped forward to help Lu Qingyao pound the back, and while pounding, he also nagged: "It's not that you'll kill you immediately, just finish the slap..."

Waiting for the girl to finish nagging, Lu Qingyao turned to everyone and smiled: "Oh, you said I have lived for most of my life, and at this time I have found a mother for myself."

He said this, but anyone could see that the words "happiness" on Lu Qingyao's face were written in capital.

Since Lu Xiaoyu and Lu Xiaole lived down, Lu Qingyao felt that his courtyard was angry and no longer his old dog. Now the two girls are at home, as if both of them were angry in this new house.

Lu Xiaoyu quickly took over the work at home. Although he was only about ten years old at the time, he kept the home and outside in an orderly manner. Lu Qingyao's clothes were clean.

As long as it is a person from the village, no one will praise Xiaoyu when they meet him.

"Dad, I'm not saying this for your own good." Lu Xiaoyu reached out and pounded Lu Qingyao's back.

Everyone was happy at this time.

"Dad, you guys, come and share the pigs quickly, they are all clean."

When everyone heard this, they left the pot house and came to the shed on the west courtyard wall.

The pig was indeed cleaned. Lu Qingyao and others checked and nodded, so they ordered a young man to come into the house and bring the scales over.

"Who will pronounce it?" Lu Qingyao asked.

Sang Bai rolled up his sleeves at this time: "I'll do it!"

"Be careful, don't cut the bitter gallbladder then, then some will look at it." Ji Yanping joked about Sang Bai.

This is about killing the sheep last year.

"Don't worry, the knife will not be so deep this time."

As he said that, Sang Bai picked up the cow-eared knife from the pottery basin next to him, inserted it into the pig's chest and then used the force of his wrist to scratch the knife along his stomach.

The knife was very sharp and didn't feel any force, so the pig's belly opened. Ji Lianwu next to him immediately kicked the big wooden basin under the pig's belly.

Sang Bai directly pulled his hands in and took out the pig's internal organs, then waved his knife to cut off the stuttering things. In this way, the whole pair of pigs fell into the water and fell into the wooden basin.

"Hey, this lard is beautiful, it's a bit like Mr. Sang killing that big pig last year." Lu Qingju immediately praised when he saw the oil he had been extracted.

"Give me half of it. My daughter-in-law has just given birth to a child and is in the confinement period. It must be good to use this lard to put on the noodles," said Chen Xiangui.

Chen Xiangui's son Chen Aiguo married a widow in his thirties. Although he was a widow, the whole family was quite satisfied. Not only was he handsome, but he also worked very quickly. In addition, he gave birth to a fat boy at home this year. Now Chen Xiangui is a little good and wants to hug his daughter-in-law.

"You half? I think it's beautiful. Whose daughter-in-law has just given birth to a baby? I also want a little bit of this oil, two pounds."

Lu Qingyao smiled and said, "Look at your promising prospects, can you still grab a pig oil? Just do this and get five portions."

Now the old men stopped talking.

At this time, people like to eat lard, soy sauce bibimbap. Sangbai really doesn’t taste this. Sangbai admits that this thing is fragrant, but he just can’t take it.

Sangbai asked for half a rib.

"Master Lu San, is your house still braised pig head?" Sang Bai asked.

Lu Qingju said, "Why do you want to eat pork head meat?"

"If you make it, I will naturally want to eat it," Sangbai smiled.

"Well, that's the same?" Lu Qingju asked with a smile.

Seeing Sang Bai nodding, Lu Qingju smiled and said, "Come on, find someone to unload the pig's head for me and settle the accounts on Mr. Sang's house."

"Okay!" Ji Yanping responded and wiped the sharp knife with a towel and began to remove the pig's head.

After weighing the pig's head, I calculated the money. After the money for the pork ribs and pig's head, I walked home with half a basket of pork ribs.

When I got home, I chopped the ribs into small pieces, put them in a basin and added cold water to soak the blood foam out. After changing the water several times, I saw that it was clear, so I marinated the ribs with cooking wine, onion, ginger, and other things.

After marinating, put it for half an hour to make the ribs taste good, and then stew it in a pressure cooker, so that it can be used directly whether it is braised or stewed with radish or potatoes.
Chapter completed!