"Doctor Lu, you are here."
"Boss Zhang, I'm sorry to disturb you so late." Lu Feng said with a smile.
In front of him was a fat man with a fat head, big ears and a big belly.
This person's name is Zhang Zili, who specializes in livestock breeding. Due to business contacts, he has known Lu Feng a long time ago.
Zhang Zili has a pig farm covering an area of 100 acres in the suburbs of Beihai. It is very large, with about 20,000 to 30,000 pigs.
After these pigs are slaughtered, some are sold directly to Beihai, while the other part is shipped here.
During the previous period when the price of pigs rose, a pound of pork reached a terrifying 20 yuan!
This is not the retail price, but the gross price.
The terminal retail price is as high as thirty or forty yuan.
Someone once joked.
I always dreamed that beef and pork would be priced at the same price. Unexpectedly, today my dream came true. Beef sold for 40 kilograms and pork also sold for 40 kilograms.
When other farms were devastated by African swine fever, Zhang Zili had the foresight to do a good job in epidemic prevention and hygiene, so he avoided the disaster and made a lot of money.
That was the situation back then.
As long as a pig survives and is successfully raised until it is ready for slaughter, you can make a lot of money.
Profits can reach an exaggerated 200%, or even more!
but.
With the disappearance of African swine fever and the saturation of the market, pork prices have returned to their original position and are falling lower and lower.
The current retail price of a pound of pork is only eight or nine yuan.
If it were the gross price from the slaughterhouse, it would only be four or five yuan!
"Boss Zhang, why are you looking so sad?" Lu Feng couldn't help asking when he saw Zhang Taiping's haggard look.
Zhang Taiping shook his head and said helplessly: "Dr. Lu, you don't know something. My pig farm is losing money one after another. In just six months, I lost tens of millions. I want to sell it." I went out, but I couldn’t find anyone to take over.”
Lu Feng smiled and murmured: "Isn't that what farming is like? There are ups and downs. If the market is good, you will make money, and if the market is bad, you will lose money. You have been in this industry for so many years, and you are not worried about this situation. Are you so panicked?"
Zhang Taiping sighed and said helplessly: "If it's just a pig farm losing money, forget it, but now I'm losing whatever I raise. If I continue like this, all the money I made back then will be lost."
At this point, he raised his head and asked, "Doctor Lu, don't you want to buy fresh pigs? Come on, there will be a batch of pigs sent to the slaughterhouse soon."
Under Zhang Zili's greeting, the two walked into the pig farm.
Just then I saw the staff herding groups of live pigs onto the trucks.
"You're still letting me go in the middle of the night, but you won't let the pigs sleep?"
"I'm so sleepy, what happened? Where are you trying to get us?"
"I don't know. We should find another place to sleep."
"I'm hungry. I want to eat carrots, cabbage, and potatoes. Hehehehe."
It's not the people talking, it's the pigs talking.
Lu Feng automatically turned on his telepathy and heard the conversation of the pigs. These pink and tender Peppa Pigs had no idea that these cars were not going to a happy home, but to a slaughterhouse!
At first glance, the entire road was full of parked cars. After careful counting, there were about a dozen of them, each with a cargo capacity of around 100.
“How many pigs are killed every day?”
"Two to three thousand."
"so much?"
"It used to be more than 1,000 pigs, but now the market is not good. In order to reduce the pressure on pig farms, we can only ship quickly." Zhang Taiping said.
If Lu Feng didn't have the inheritance of the beast god, he might not have much feelings about such a scene.
However, ever since he got this thing, he has felt some compassion for the tragic experiences of animals.
Although he felt sympathy for the fate of these pigs, he still chose to stand by and do nothing.
no way!
The pork is so fragrant.
Fried pork with chili pepper, braised pork, Dongpo pork, steamed pork with rice flour... As I talked, my mouth was almost watering.
Where can we get pork without killing pigs?
So, some sacrifices are necessary!
Lu Feng put his hands together and recited silently: "Amitabha, you are so good, so good. I hope you will not be pigs in your next life."
Subsequently.
Lu Feng followed Zhang Taiping to the slaughterhouse.
In order to prevent some sentimental sounds from accidentally entering his ears, Lu Feng turned off telepathy in advance.
Lu Feng came to the slaughterhouse for the first time.
The slaughterhouse in his imagination was a place where blood and flesh were splattered, the smell was pungent, and the sky was full of mosquitoes.
The butchers were tall, fierce-looking, shirtless, wearing filthy animal skin aprons, and holding a butcher's knife tightly in their hands.
However.
The real picture of the slaughterhouse is clean and spotless.
Everyone working inside has been disinfected, wears uniforms and masks, and has their hair wrapped up.
As for the tools for killing pigs, they are all mechanized.
The pigs are driven off the car, then caught by the machine, sent to the assembly line, and given a set of electric shock services. They close their eyes, kick their limbs, and rise to the sky painlessly...
"All pigs are killed automatically now?" Lu Feng was stunned.
"Yes, it is hygienic and labor-saving, but the initial investment cost is relatively high, and it is not something ordinary companies can do." Zhang Taiping said.
Visiting the slaughterhouse, Lu Feng was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, gaining a lot of knowledge.
"Doctor Lu, I've packed the pig sewer you need. It's steaming and fresh!"
"Thank you, Boss Zhang. How much does it cost?"
"This thing is not valuable, so just treat it as a gift from me."
"Why is this so embarrassing?"
"It's okay. If it weren't for the African swine fever, stationmaster Liu and you, who stayed at my pig farm day and night to block the virus... let alone making money, I would have lost even my underpants." Zhang Taiping said.
Lu Feng smiled calmly. At that time, he had not yet obtained the inheritance of the Beast God. He just followed Lao Liu and helped. All the credit belongs to Lao Liu.
"Boss Zhang, are you sure you want to sell this pig farm?"
"Yes, the sooner the better!"
"How much are you going to sell it for?"
"I invested two to three hundred million. Now the market is not good. Let's sell it at a loss. I will be satisfied if I can get more than one hundred million." Zhang Taiping's heart moved and he asked subconsciously: "Doctor Lu, do you know the big boss in this field?" ?”
Lu Feng shook his head and said, "I'm just asking casually. I'm just a little veterinarian. How can I know any billionaires?"
"Oh." Zhang Taiping responded, somewhat disappointed.
Seeing Lu Feng asking so carefully just now, he thought he had some connections!
Lu Feng did have the idea of buying a pig farm.
He is not doing this to save the poor, nor is he raising pigs to make money.
Instead, he wanted to use the pig farm site to develop his own beast army.
It is unrealistic to have tens of thousands of pigs in cities.
And appearing in the suburbs is also impractical.
As long as it appears in a pig farm, it is reasonable, legal and legal!
The pigs that could only be served on the dining table can be transformed into ferocious wild boars in an instant after being upgraded and transformed.
