Let you go home and raise chickens, what the hell is this confinement center?

Chapter 297 What were you talking about secretly just now?

Chapter 297 What were you talking about secretly just now?

Han Dong nodded and thought for a while.

If you ask him to help find special forces or something, he wouldn’t guarantee it.

But he does have the path of a veteran.

For example, Uncle Feng, who had snatched away so many delicious foods from me before.

Let him help out a bit and I can be the middleman to make the introduction. There should be no problem.

As for the rabbit that Lin Feng mentioned, Han Dong’s thoughts suddenly became a little distracted.

He actually didn’t have much interest in rabbit meat.

That thing tastes just like that.

Maybe the rabbits in Lin Feng’s family are indeed different, and Lin Feng’s cooking skills are also extraordinary.

Maybe it will have a different taste.

But he was more interested in other things.

So Han Dong thought about it again and asked seriously:

“Lin Feng, is your family slaughtering pigs for the New Year this year?”

The pigs raised by Lin Feng’s family are fed with pure grains, so they can be considered free-range pigs!

How good would that taste?
The mixed-blood batch is not big yet, so Lin Feng should be reluctant to give them up.

But those two pigs that were there at the beginning were still purse pigs. Aren’t they slaughtered during the New Year?
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment when he met Han Dong’s greedy eyes.

Then he nudged Han Dong hard with his elbow and looked at him with a little disdain.

“Go to hell, you only know how to covet the good things in my house!”

However, Lin Feng still told the truth:
“You shouldn’t kill pigs during the New Year. There are many families in the village who kill pigs.”

“I didn’t get in the queue, and mine can still grow longer.”

God knows why slaughtering the New Year pig in rural areas is also a reservation-based activity!

Maybe it’s because there are fewer and fewer people doing this business here?

It is also possible to take the animals to a slaughterhouse and have them slaughtered by professionals.

But they would tacitly collect the internal organs, and Lin Feng was reluctant to part with the internal organs of his pigs.

Not to mention, by then, there is a possibility that the mountain will be blocked by heavy snow at any time.

It’s not worth going to the county just to kill a pig.

He should just queue up quietly in the village.

“It should be in the beginning of spring, around March or April or before spring ploughing.”

“The exact time depends on when I can arrange an appointment with the butcher.”

His family’s first batch of pigs, except for the breeding pigs he wanted to keep, were not castrated.

The rest have all been cut, so they must be eaten.

However, pigs raised on a diet of grains, no matter how carefully the food is formulated, just don’t seem to grow as fast as those fed with feed.

Other people’s pigs can be slaughtered after 6 or 8 months of raising them, but his family probably has to raise them for about a year.

Although every pig now has successfully grown from a little pig into a big pig.

But the combined changes of all of them are not as great as those of the wild boars that have successfully domesticated themselves.

Anyone who saw the huge body weighing more than 800 kilograms would be shocked.

Lin Feng now only hopes that the 18 mixed-blood piglets can perfectly inherit their father’s excellent genes in this regard.

“Please call me when you kill the pig.”

Han Dong looked at Lin Feng seriously.

Even when he was discussing the basic construction of the factory with Lin Feng, he was not so serious.

Lin Feng rolled his eyes, but still nodded in agreement.

Speaking of food, he just remembered.

“I brought you some dried mushrooms and some mushroom sauce in the back of my car.”

Having said that, Lin Feng looked at Han Dong with a question mark on his face.

Why did this guy start making gestures to him to keep his voice down as soon as he heard about food?
And you still look around, like a thief?
In the end, he followed Han Dong’s instructions, lowered his voice, and said stealthily:

“Take it back and eat it later.”

After saying that, I felt so stupid.

He pushed Han Dong hard and asked unhappily, “Is it that serious?”

Han Dong nodded vigorously.

As for! Too much!
He moved closer and lowered his voice to Lin Feng:

“Let me tell you, we’re not the only ones here today. Almost all the bandits in my company are here.” “We can’t let them hear it. There are so many people here today…”

“Xiao Han, what were you secretly talking about with that boy? Can you let me hear it?”

Suddenly, a slightly old but powerful voice came from a distance and suddenly interrupted the two of them.

Han Dong began to become stiff visibly.

The muscles on his face began to twitch uncontrollably.

Lin Feng turned around curiously and looked over.

On the ice, there was an old man wearing a green military coat with a military demeanor and a Lei Feng cap on his head, and another old man who looked very similar to Han Dong and also rolled himself into a ball, walking towards this side together.

Han Dong secretly curled his lips at Lin Feng, and then his expression changed.

He immediately put on a bright smile and walked over to help the two elderly people who came over.

Afterwards, Lin Feng saw that Han Dong was ruthlessly thrown away.

The old man who looked very similar to Han Dong said with a look of disdain:
“Go, go, go. I don’t need you.”

“Your uncle Feng and I are not so old that we can’t walk and need someone to support us.”

The one called Uncle Feng also nodded in agreement and said:

“Yes, yes.”

He glanced at Han Dong, then at Lin Feng, then glared at Han Dong and said, “Would you like to introduce yourself?”

“oh oh.”

Han Dong nodded quickly and introduced the two old men to Lin Feng, saying:

“This is Uncle Feng, and this is my dad.”

“You two, he is the Lin Feng I told you about.”

“Hello.”

Everyone just shook hands with their thickly gloved hands to mark the acquaintance.

Lin Feng called out politely, “Mr. Feng, Mr. Han.”

Uncle Feng patted Lin Feng’s shoulder with a smile and said:

“You’re welcome, just call me uncle like Xiao Han.”

“Although we have never met you, we have heard a lot about you.”

“Especially the rice sauce, it’s delicious.”

Lin Feng secretly glanced at Han Dong, and Han Dong shook his head very slightly.

Signaling to him that he didn’t want to share the sauce in the back of the car.

Lin Feng understood, and said with a smile: “Then I will be generous and call you two uncles.”

“Uncle Feng and Uncle Han like the sauce I make. When I get home, I’ll make it and send it to Han Dong by courier.”

“When the time comes, you two can just ask him for it.”

“Ha ha ha ha.”

When Uncle Feng and Uncle Han heard this, they burst out laughing.

He praised Lin Feng for his ability to get along well, and patted Lin Feng on the shoulder while praising him.

Lin Feng only felt that his severely injured shoulder was numb.

Let’s just say, just take the picture, can you please not use so much force?

If it doesn’t work, you can also change the side and shoot.

“By the way, what did you just say to Xiao Jiang?”

Uncle Feng hasn’t forgotten this.

Han Dong’s thief-like behavior just now showed that he had done nothing good.

It was exactly the same as when he secretly hid the package.

Han Dong wiped his sweat in his heart and muttered to himself.

Why haven’t you forgotten this?!

Isn’t Lin Feng’s promise enough?

But it is absolutely impossible to ask him to spit out the delicious food that is about to reach his mouth.

Fight brothers, fight father and son soldiers.

But when it comes to food, there is no such relationship, they are all enemies.

This is the consensus of all of them!
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(End of this chapter)