Mr.
Mu has no money, and he doesn't want to ask his son for money on his first day back.
He had no choice but to turn to Mu Dalang.
It was not without reason that Mr.
Mu came to Mu Dalang.
After the pig farm was built, Mu Dalang learned how to butcher pigs for a period of time from a pig butcher in a distant village.
During this period, people also began to buy pigs outside and kill them.
The meat was either sold in the village or bought in the town early in the morning.
In short, someone in the village has already bought pork from Mu Dalang.
The price is fair and there is no shortage of pounds.
It is much better than the butcher Wang Er Mazi.
Mr.
Mu personally came to Mu Dalang's pig farm.
He first took a look outside.
There are dozens of wooden houses in an open space.
The sound of pigs braying and the smell of pig feces can be heard and smelled nearby.
The pig farm is very large and should be able to raise dozens or hundreds of pigs.
If this deal is successful, I guess the Dalang family will also be able to make money.
Looking at the house that Mu Dalang lives in now, even if it has not been renovated, it is much better than the old houses of the old Mu family.
The more Mr.
Mu looked at it, the more he liked it.
If it wasn't blocked by the wall, he would have wanted to see how the big fat pigs inside were doing.
Mr.
Mu watched outside for a while, and Huang Bitao spotted him.
Huang Bitao hurriedly came out to greet Mr.
Mu, "Master, why are you here?
Hurry up and sit down in the room."
Mr.
Mu's eyes fell on Huang Bitao.
After not seeing him for a few months, Huang Bitao had gained some weight and his face was much rosier.
"Daughter-in-law, do you have any news?"
It has been more than half a year since Huang Bitao married into Lao Mu's family.
Although the families were separated, in the heart of the old man, Mu Dalang was still a member of the old Mu family.
Huang Bitao blushed and shook her head: "No, I'll call Mu Dalang.
He is busy in the pig pen."
After saying that, without giving Mr.
Mu a chance to stop her, she quickly walked from the backyard to the pig farm.
Hurrying into the pig pen, Huang Bitao said to Mu Dalang with a white face: "Master Dalang is here."
Mu Dalang quickly jumped out of the pig pen.
"It's coming, why are you scared?"
Mu Dalang looked at Huang Bitao with concern.
But it was Mr.
Mu who didn't let him take it too seriously.
"No, he just asked me if I had any news about my pregnancy.
We have been married for more than half a year.
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Do I have no children?"
The young couple spends a lot of time making dolls.
It could be said that as long as it was dark and nothing happened, the two of them would make dolls without any shame.
However, God failed to fulfill his wish.
It has been more than half a year and there is still no sign of the baby.
In the Ning Dynasty, if a woman did not give birth to a child, she would be stabbed in the spine.
Huang Bitao was very afraid that if she couldn't give birth to a baby, she would be forced to separate from Dalang.
Thinking of these, Huang Bitao felt weak all over and felt very tired.
"Nonsense, you are so healthy, why don't you have a baby?
Let's talk about it.
We are still young and we are not in a hurry to have a baby.
You see, our lives are getting better as time goes by.
If we have a baby next year, we might have saved enough money to buy whatever we want for the baby.
It’s better than now, and there’s nothing better.”
Huang Bitao felt better.
But when she thought of Mr.
Mu outside, her expression turned ugly.
After being married for such a long time, Mu Dalang naturally understands his wife.
"Okay, it's okay.
I'll explain it myself to you.
Besides, our families are separated.
As Shuangshuang said, no one but ourselves dares to take care of our family affairs."
After the separation, Mu Dalang's confidence became stronger day by day.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to do anything but avoid contact with the old Mu family.
"Well, let's go out quickly.
Don't let me wait too long."
In the front yard, Mr.
Mu didn't wait for Mu Dalang, so he just looked at everything in Mu Dalang's house.
In the yard, there are a group of chickens roaming freely.
The chickens are already very big.
Some of them have grown thick hair, and it looks like they must have been raised for a long time.
There is some dry feed drying in the yard, probably for pigs.
Mr.
Mu looked over one by one, and just at this moment, Mu Dalang came out.
Mu Dalang has also changed.
Like Huang Bitao, he has gained weight and his body bones are much stronger than before.
If you kill pigs and sell them every day, you can naturally leave some good items behind.
In addition, Mu Shuangshuang taught Huang Bitao how to handle pig waste, so even the smelliest pig waste will be very fragrant when made by them.
"Master, sit in the room, I'll ask Bitao to pour you tea."
Mu Dalang led Mr.
Mu to the main room in the backyard.
A seat was arranged for Mr.
Mu, and Huang Bitao was pouring tea, so at this moment, there were only Mr.
Mu and Mu Dalang.
For Mr.
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Mu, this is the best opportunity "Master, why are you here today?"
Mu Dalang looked at Mr.
Mu politely.
Mr.
Mu laughed and said, "Da Lang, your uncle is back."
"Really?"
Mu Dalang's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly became excited.
"Yes, your uncle is definitely going to be an official in the county.
Besides, your uncle didn't win the top prize."
Speaking of not winning the top prize, Mr.
Mu didn't feel very sad.
Maybe I was too sad when I was at Jin's house.
Now that I think about it, I feel like it’s a thing of the past.
Mu Dalang was also happy for Mu Dade after hearing what Mr.
Mu said.
The old Mu family finally had an official.
But he doesn't regret it either.
His life now is quite comfortable.
"Sir, you came here just to tell me the news."
Mu Dalang was a little unsure.
For so long, Mr.
Mu has never come over.
This sudden visit must be because of something.
"Well, our village has lost its butcher, and now you've started killing pigs to sell.
I'm here to see if you have any meat to buy.
I'll greet the villagers tonight."
Mu Dalang nodded without thinking.
"Yes, I asked Bitao to be wrapped in oilcloth and placed in the well.
Sir, how much do you want?"
"You cut five pounds of meat for me.
There are many people, and I don't know if it will be enough," Mr.
Mu said.
"If it's not enough, let's get more, maybe ten pounds, and I'll bring you everything in the well."
Mr.
Mu nodded immediately.
Ten pounds of meat is definitely enough.
"Okay, then I'll get the meat."
Mu Dalang took the bucket and went to the backyard to hang the meat up.
It's hot in summer, and if you don't put it in a well to cool it with water, the meat will go bad quickly.
Mu Dalang was very happy when he came back with the meat.
He thought he could still do a business today.
Before he could tell him about the discount for Mr.
Mu, he heard Mr.
Mu say: "Da Lang, I will take the meat first.
I will ask your uncle for the money to buy the meat in a few days."
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Mr.
Mu's tone was not a question, but more like an order.
Mu Dalang was immediately confused: