I was the richest man in Da Song

Chapter 44 Pig Shed
In the era of underdeveloped productivity, as long as the farming is done well, you may be only one step away from the richest man.

The ancestral house of Chen Pengnian's family is not only big but also close to the Jinshui River. He Shao is very satisfied, and even thinks that this land seems to be born for raising pigs, but I don't know if Chen Pengnian thinks so.

When He Shao came here, many wooden sheds, large and small, had already been built on the open space, and the roofs were covered with thatch to ensure warmth and shelter from wind and rain.

The surrounding area was kept very clean, the sun was dry, and the terrain was open. This was better than those flowers living on the street. Qiu Sanniang, who was wearing a jacket and skirt, ran over with a smile on her face when she saw He Shao.

"Master He, why are you here?"

"Sanniang, how are things going?"

Qiu Sanniang not only has a strong personality, but is also very agile in her work. He Shao paid a lot of money to hire her to watch the construction of the pig shed.

"Everyone who can walk in the workshop has gone out, running from county to county, village to village, and collecting bran from house to house.

Master He, even if the bran is placed in the farmhouse, it will be treated as soil. If we have a penny and a catty, anyone will rush to give it to us. In the past two days alone, thousands of catties have been sent, and the yard can’t be piled up. up"

Seeing Qiu Sanniang wanting to say something but not daring to say it, He Shao couldn't help laughing. If it was someone else, this shrew would have started scolding him long ago.

"Are you trying to say that I'm being taken advantage of?"

"How can I dare to be a woman?"

The bran alone is not enough. In the end, we still have to buy grain, which is used to feed pigs.

"Do as I say, these things are useful"

Qiu Sanniang looked at the clean and tidy shantytowns behind, and thought that the shrew who had bought so much bran actually burst into tears.

"Master He, the house is enough to live on, and the bran is enough to eat until the next spring, so there is no need to spend money."

"Eat? Live?"

What Qiu Sanniang said made He Shao dumbfounded, big sister, this is a pigsty...

Suddenly He Shao seemed to understand something, and after throwing Qiu Sanniang and He Si away, He Shao hurriedly walked a few steps to the pigsty.

Sure enough, there were dozens of human heads inside. The two three or four-year-old children who were closest to him hugged each other and were covered with thick thatch. Next to the two children was a broken pot. Feed porridge in your mouth!
He Shao took a look at what kind of porridge it was, and what was boiling in the pot was clearly freshly bought bran!
"You pity these Hanakos and build them a house to keep them out of the wind and rain, and you bought so much bran, it's hard to swallow, but this year no one will starve to death or freeze to death, you are a Bodhisattva."

He Shao felt ashamed when he heard Qiu Sanniang's eulogizing words stabbed in He Shao's heart like a needle, He Shao's brain exploded, his eyes were red and he stared at Qiu Sanniang as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

"To shut up!"

He Shao broke into the shanty in a rage and kicked over several broken pots that were boiled with bran. If you eat too much of this stuff, you will die.

Qiu Sanniang didn't know what He Shao was going crazy, and He Si didn't dare to stop him.

Turning around, I saw a pair of big innocent eyes staring straight at him!
A child's eyes are the purest windows in the world, and He Shao's heart melts.

Carefully squatting next to the two siblings, trying to get the bran in the broken bowl back from the elder sister's hand, but the little girl held it very tightly.

"Don't drive us away, okay? We don't want to live on the streets." The little girl's voice was innocent and pitiful.

"Don't worry, I won't drive you away, but this thing is not for people to eat"

He Shaosheng was afraid that he would scare the siblings, so his voice was very soft.

"But brother is hungry..."

"He Si, go get some food"

After coming out of the pigsty, He Shao's heart could not be calm for a long time. He was focused on making money. He thought that he had a natural sense of superiority and could easily clean up the shopkeepers of 72 main stores in Kaifeng City.

Build a pigsty in Suoerfang and change the eating habits of the Han people who have been humiliated, and use his wisdom and insights beyond this era to bring the diet of the Han people on the right track, and then verify that the princes in the court are also top-notch They're all idiots.

But he just forgot that there are still many people who are struggling and struggling, and they are not as good as animals!
The alleys and alleys of Suoerfang are full of homeless Hanako, who can sleep on the street in spring and summer, but in winter they can only wear single clothes to sleep in the wind and snow!

"San Niang, I asked Lao Ji to give you ten pennies a day. There is only one request. Don't let me find out that there are still people who are stealing bran. If you eat too much of this stuff, you will die, you know?"

Originally, He Shao had always had a gentle and open face, no matter who he talked to, he had no airs, but now his face was hideous and terrifying.

"Young Master, there is no need to be so angry, there are not a few people who starve to death in Solfang every year.

Isn't it just bran? Animals can eat people, of course, as long as they can survive, they are good things," He Si persuaded.

"It's different. If you tell these children that they are animals, they will never be able to be human in their entire lives. If you let them know that they are human, they will be upright people in their entire life!"

When the first batch of piglets were sent to Suoerfang, Chen Pengnian’s plan to raise pigs in his ancestral home was vigorously implemented, and the Ya people were collecting more pigs to send here every day. He Shao specifically asked Ji Zai to put down other tasks. The biggest plan for the next six months is Daxing breeding.

Everything is going on in full swing, as long as you have money, many things that seem troublesome or impossible will be solved.

For example, in the building in front of him that has already been built, He Anwen couldn't believe that it took him half a year to change from a shopkeeper on a street corner to a shopkeeper of a restaurant, and his status changed so quickly.

Relying on his years of farming and fighting experience, He Anwen is thinking hard about naming this restaurant.

"Yang Wanchun's restaurant is called Wanchunlou, Fenglang, how about we call it Anwenlou?" He Anwen asked.

“Anwen Building might as well be called He Building”

He Shao couldn't agree with He Anwen, who didn't know a lot of Chinese characters.

"Any building is fine"

As for the name of the restaurant, He Shao already knew the name of the restaurant, spread out the paper and pen, and made it in one go, with a lot of momentum, and the result was slightly poor.

"Our restaurant is called Dongpoju!"

He Anwen read it several times, but he didn't know what was good or what was bad.

While other restaurants specialize in mutton and fish, He Shao's restaurant specializes in pork.

Speaking of pork, it is inevitable to mention a person Su Shi and Su Dongpo, and I can be regarded as making a name for him in advance.

The only regret is that this word is so crooked and ugly, everyone speaks it like a person, and the delicate and handsome He Shao is very different from this word!

He Shao has been practicing calligraphy in his spare time, but this is not something that can be achieved in three or two days.

In the end, He Shao had no choice but to ask someone to help, and spent money to frame it and hang it upstairs.

Unlike the luxurious decoration of Fanlou and Wanchunlou, the interior is designed by He Shao himself, which is simple and elegant without losing style.

The main hall is also different from ordinary restaurants. There is no dining table for guests, but a screen wall engraved with poems instead.

Since the name is Dongpoju, it is natural to use Mr. Dongpo's poem "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

"When is the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival? Ask the blue sky for the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve?

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights.Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?
Turn to Zhuge, low Qi household, according to sleepless.There should be no hatred, what is going on with each other?

People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter has never been complete in ancient times.Nung, moon and new moon. "

(End of this chapter)