Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 211 Preparations
Yang Zhenyu deployed and said: "Yang Song, run to the Trademark Office to get the Qingjiang Yangjia bacon trademark down. After completing the necessary procedures, go to the packaging factory to order a batch of paper packaging bags. The simpler the design, the better. Don't mess with it." It’s all gaudy, and you can just deal with Sister Yang about the money matter.”

Yang Song nodded and said, "I'll prepare materials after the meeting."

Yang Zhenyu continued: "Wang Jing, you bought a vacuum packaging machine online. Foods such as bacon need to be vacuum-packed. Regarding the money, you should contact Sister Yang."

Wang Jing nodded.

"Liu Juan's work is relatively heavy. After consumers register for the small program of the small shop at the entrance of the village, you are responsible for maintaining the customer's information and updating the production status of the bacon they purchased in real time.

Wang Mei cooperates with you. "Yang Zhenyu said.

Liu Juan and Wang Mei nodded at the same time.

"Let me and Wang Chunyan do the live broadcast, we are more experienced in this area.

Zhang Zhishu is responsible for the communication between the villagers and the village committee, coordinating the whole activity until all the pork in the village is sold. "

Zhang Mingkang replied: "Leave the ideological work of the villagers to me. I am good at this."

Yang Zhenyu finally said: "If there are villagers who don't want to join, they can still buy pigs at the price of 17 yuan. After buying and slaughtering, they will be handed over to the farmers in the village for smoking and given corresponding wages.

The remaining profits will be used as bonuses for everyone this year. The Chinese New Year is coming and we can’t let everyone’s work be wasted. The affairs of the villagers are important, and everyone’s life is also important.

If all the villagers participate, then 10% of the profits will be withdrawn as a sales management fee, which will be distributed to everyone in the same way.

I still wish you all a happy new year. "Yang Zhenyu said.

The members of the village committee smiled and were very happy. Yang Zhenyu was able to think of their interests, which means that his hard work during this period was not in vain.

Humans, it is only natural to be selfish once in a while, how can there be such a selfless person?What's more, it's still in a poor mountain valley.

"That's all for now, does Branch Secretary Zhang have anything else to say?" Yang Zhenyu finally asked for opinions.

Zhang Mingkang waved his hand, "Follow what Director Yang said, everyone will finally work hard to start the bacon industry in our village.

Dismissed! "

Everyone was full of energy and hurried out of the office to work.

Wang Chunyan and Yang Zhenyu went to the village together to see who was going to kill a pig or had smoked bacon, and used it as the background of the live broadcast.

"Husband, I found that our way of thinking about things is very similar." Wang Chunyan said.

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said: "The old saying is good, it's not that a family doesn't come into a house."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

In private, they still flirt like normal young couples.

Yang Zhenyu drove the van from the second group to the seventh group. There should be relatively few farmers slaughtering pigs and smoked bacon, and it's a bit early.

Bacon Bacon, this wax refers to the twelfth lunar month, and the next month will be the twelfth lunar month, and every family will kill pigs to eat soup.

But not entirely.

Before the car had driven far, Wang Chunyan saw freshly filled sausages hung on the bamboo poles outside the dam of a household, dripping oil and water on the ground.

Yang Zhenyu stopped the car and took a look. It was Mao Hongqin at the head of the house. She was helping out at the farmhouse. Yang Caixia probably fed the sausages.

Yang Zhenyu took Wang Chunyan up the ridge, and Yang Caixia was squatting in the dam and flipping the pork in the plastic basin, which seemed to be ready to be marinated.

It takes at least [-] days for traditional Sichuan-style bacon to be cured to smoked. Of course, many farmers hang it on the beam in front of the stove until it is finished eating.

The ham from two years ago is still hanging on the beams of Yang Zhenyu's kitchen, which is considered precious bacon.

For city dwellers, [-] days is enough to meet the standard of being smoked, tasty and durable.

Yang Zhenyu shouted politely: "Grandma Yang, where are you wiping the meat?"

Yang Caixia turned sideways slowly, looked back, and saw Yang Zhenyu and Wang Chunyan, with a smile on her face, she responded, "Grandson, did you bring your grandson and daughter-in-law here today?"

Wang Chunyan also called out, "Grandma Yang."

"Eh!"

Yang Caixia felt comfortable listening.

Putting his hands on his knees, he stood up with his body supported, and beckoned, "Come on, come and sit down, I'll pour you a cup of tea."

The old woman twisted and walked towards the door of the house, and Wang Chunyan followed.

"Grandma Yang, I'll help you." Wang Chunyan supported Yang Caixia's hand, "Be careful."

Yang Caixia looked at Wang Chunyan and smiled: "How can there be such a beautiful woman, she looks very handsome, the old Yang family is blessed."

"Thank you, Granny Yang."

"Come here, Granny Yang will bring you a grapefruit, which was just forked from the grapefruit tree in the field." Yang Caixia liked Wang Chunyan very much, and she was as enthusiastic as her grandson-in-law.

After coming out with tea, Yang Caixia continued to squat down to wipe the meat.

Wang Chunyan wanted to help, but Yang Caixia gently pushed her hand, "It's very dirty, such clean hands can't do these rough jobs.

You have to wipe the meat evenly, girl, just watch, Granny Yang will teach you. "

"Hmm!" Wang Chunyan watched patiently.

In the winter, a pair of red bare hands rub salt back and forth on the pork.

Yang Zhenyu said: "Grandmother, I'll let Sister Mao come back and get it done, don't freeze."

"Where does it get cold?" Yang Caixia shook her upper body, "Wearing thickly, Mao Hongqin asked her to go to work. Anyway, I have nothing to do at home all day. It's okay to prepare some food for future generations."

Yang Zhenyu looked back at the sausages that were drying, weighing at least several dozen catties, "Grandmother, are you filling these sausages?"

Yang Caixia nodded: "I don't have enough intestines in my pigs, so I went to the street and weighed two cages. There are still a few sections of intestines in the house that have not been fed. I am going to feed them tomorrow."

Yang Zhenyu said: "Grandmother, call me tomorrow when you are stuffing sausages, and I will broadcast live. By the way, are there any pigs in your house that will be slaughtered this year?"

"Yes, there are two pigs in the pigsty, one is ready to sell, waiting for Yang Chuan to collect, and the other will be killed and distributed to the younger son." Yang Caixia said.

"That's just right, how about I come to help you sell pigs tomorrow?" Yang Zhenyu walked up and took a look, "Is this pig weighing 300 catties?"

Yang Caixia said: "How can there be three hundred? At most 240."

"Okay, mother-in-law, let's just say that, tomorrow I will come to sell you a pig on the spot, maybe that pig can sell for thousands of dollars!" Yang Zhenyu said.

"How many dollars?" Yang Caixia looked surprised, "Didn't you say that Maozhu charged 17 yuan?"

Yang Zhenyu said: "We don't sell hairy pigs, but bacon and sausages, which cost dozens of yuan a catty in the market."

"Can it be sold?" Yang Caixia raised her head and asked.

"If you can't sell it, let Yang Chuan sell it on the street, and you won't lose money." Yang Zhenyu said.

"Okay, okay, I listen to you." Yang Caixia nodded.

The background of the live broadcast, the sausage maker, the pig, the pig butcher... everything should be there, and then it's the turn of Yang Zhenyu, the anchor.

After the talk was over, Yang Zhenyu and Wang Chunyan went back to prepare.

Mao Hongqin came back in the afternoon and heard what Yang Caixia had to say about this matter. She had no opinion at all. Anyway, the pigs in the family had to be sold or killed, and it was the same if they were killed early or sold later, and they had the right to support Yang Zhenyu's work.

(End of this chapter)