Huang Ying was surprised. In the middle of the night, Sun Xing, a little girl, sent her a black message. What does the ham covered with floc mean?
Could it be some connotation and joke? However, with my experience as a senior fujoshi, I didn’t know what kind of joke it was.
Soon, Huang Ying no longer had to think twice.
Yang Fan's promotional video was sent over. "
Huang Ying was dumbfounded. Can this, this, this ham that was hundreds of years old still be edible?
But looking at Mr. Xiao Yang's intoxicated expression, coupled with eating Louis XIII raw, the greedy man was immediately seduced.
Looks like I want to eat it.
"How many of these hams do you have?" Huang Ying asked.
"There are more than 800 hams from the Ming Dynasty, including some that are more than 50 years old. In addition, there are also pork from eight native pig species that have become extinct in our country."
"Are you planning to put it up for auction?" Huang Ying asked.
This is relatively new. Baolico has never auctioned ham before.
But there are too many rich people in this world. No matter what it is, as long as it is worth the money, it can be sold for a big price.
"Mr. Yang plans to hold a special auction of agricultural products and Chinese medicinal materials. He has obtained a lot of high-quality wild medicinal materials. They are much better than the traditional Chinese medicine grown with chemical fertilizers today. Hams that are more than a hundred years old will be auctioned, and other The local pork is ready to be sold privately among high-end customers. After all, the quantity is not large.”
"Can you try it? Then I can help you recommend it to high-end customers." Huang Ying swallowed and said.
"Mr. Xiao Yang has prepared a batch to give back to customers. I will send some to Baoli in the future. When the goods are available, I will send them to you."
"Okay, century-old ham, I've heard of it but never seen it before."
"Sister Huang, wait until the goods arrive. I will deliver them to you as soon as possible."
Early the next morning, the high-end customer group of Xinghe Collection, which had been dormant for some time, became lively again. The reason was no other than that a batch of pork from eight species of native pigs that experts had previously announced as extinct were being sold among high-end customers.
Suddenly, the entire collection circle became lively again. Xinghe Collection has been in the limelight recently, and Xinghe agricultural products have also become popular.
The high-end Xiaomi quickly gained rave reviews from customers after it was sold out.
Many customers burst into tears after buying it, making it into porridge, and eating it in their mouths.
Yes, this is the taste I had when I was a child. It has been more than 40 years, and I never thought I would be able to taste this taste again in my lifetime.
The topic that sparked the conversation this time was local pork. Originally, local pork was nothing. As long as you were willing to spend money, you could buy it in markets all over the country.
However, it would be very different if it were local pork that has become extinct in China.
Everything is rare and precious. I don’t know where this company is. It found a native pig breed that had been declared extinct, and it quietly bred it. From now on, a small amount will be sold to the public every year.
This unique product immediately became famous.
Xinghe Agricultural Products Station has begun accepting reservations for ordinary local pork. But the high-end eight species of extinct black pigs have never been listed, and suddenly the Internet was full of curses.
This company has a criminal record.
"No need to ask, they always look down on others, and this time they definitely want to sell to high-end customer groups first."
"This kind of ordinary black pig can be bought everywhere, and it usually only costs 30 to 50 yuan per catty. They actually dare to buy 200 yuan per catty. This is still the lowest grade. You said those who are extinct are not worth 500 yuan." One pound, I’m selling it to you, will you buy it?”
"It doesn't matter whether I buy it or not. What matters is that they look down on me."
Lin Miao smiled bitterly while looking through netizens' posts. This time he made everyone angry again.
"Xingzi, I suggest you sell high-end pork. It doesn't matter whether it's expensive or not. At least everyone has the right to choose. It's their problem if they are reluctant to pay for it. At least there won't be any complaints."
"I don't know yet how much Xiao Yang will be able to send. I just put the pictures up and accept the pre-order. I'm worried that the quantity will not be enough by then and I won't be able to explain it."
"Then contact Mr. Yang quickly and see how many different varieties of local pork are available."
Three days later, Xinghe Agricultural Products Station finally displayed the eight species of black pigs that had been declared extinct by experts.
The price is scary, 888 yuan per kilogram.
This is not something you can buy with money, it also requires a lottery.
All of a sudden, the sound on the Internet disappeared without a trace.
Many people posted, saying that if anyone is willing to transfer the winning number, they are willing to pay 200 yuan to buy it.
Many people who can't afford such expensive pork are gearing up to try their luck to see if they can win the lottery and make two hundred yuan by changing hands.
Du Hao is a chef from Zhejiang. There is a local dish that must be made with a local type of pork.
It's a pity that this kind of pig is extinct.
Now he works at the Capitol Dining Hall. Anyone who can cook here would have been equivalent to an imperial chef in the past.
Now he is in trouble. He has to entertain a foreign head of state from a friendly country in the near future. When he was working in China thirty years ago, he liked a local black pork dish very much.
This time he came to China again after thirty years, and it was no longer what it used to be. He is visiting as a head of state.
He asked if he could cook that dish again for the state banquet he was hosting.
The accompanying officials didn't know the situation and thought there was nothing wrong with a local pig. He agreed immediately.
After the task was completed, the chef was dumbfounded. This is not a question of whether craftsmanship works or not. The key is that the food is gone and this kind of pig is extinct.
Although this kind of pig is delicious, it grows too slowly and it takes two years to be ready for slaughter. Farmers are unwilling to raise them and make no money. They all raised big white pigs.
Seeing that the date was approaching, the kitchen was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Ask around for this ingredient.
When Yu Chu was looking for connections to contact the ingredients, Huang Ying happened to contact Yu Chu. Baoli often entertains important customers. He also has a good personal relationship with the imperial chef. Huang Ying is going to book a room here and hold a reception banquet.
"Chef Du, you're fine," Huang Ying teased.
"You're fine, I'm so worried that my hair is almost falling out." Chef Du said with a sigh.
"With your connections, what else can you worry about? If I had you, I would have been depressed earlier than us." Huang Ying curled her lips.
"Oh, don't mention it. It's all caused by local pork. The higher-ups don't know the situation. They want to receive a foreign head of state and ask for a dish by name, but this kind of pig is already extinct."
Pigs, extinct, an idea flashed in Huang Ying's mind. Suddenly, Sun Xing's words about eight kinds of extinct pigs rang out.
He casually forwarded a picture to Chef Du. "Chef Du, look and see if there are any pigs you need here."
Chef Du glanced at it casually. After all, he had searched all over the country and couldn't find even a hair on this kind of pig, let alone a live pig.
Although he knew that Huang Ying from Baoli Auction had a wide network of friends and connections, he didn't have much hope. After all, antiques and local people have nothing to do with each other, and they are not the same circle at all.
But after just one look, Chef Du jumped up from the sofa. His eyes widened and he yelled in his voice: "Mr. Huang, where did you get this picture?"
