Era: Seven money-losing girls? They're trying to trick me into having a daughter again!

The tractor sputtered away from Laotang Village.

Fang Wei sat on the side of the trailer, holding the hemp rope with one hand and occasionally pressing down on the corner of the cotton wadding that was being blown by the wind with the other.

In the cornfields on both sides of the dirt road, the corn stalks were already half yellow, rustling in the wind.

As they approached the crossroads in town, Fang Wei spotted a person standing by the roadside in the distance.

The man was pushing a 28-inch bicycle, wearing a white polyester shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing a section of his wheat-colored arm.

His hair was clearly freshly washed and neatly combed.

This person was Fang Zhi, who had specially returned home to freshen up and dress up.

Chen Da slammed on the brakes, and the tractor stopped at the fork in the road.

Fang Wei jumped off the trailer and called out, "Second Brother."

"Did they bring all the meat?"

As Fang Zhi spoke, he looked at the mountain of flesh on the trailer, which was completely covered with wet cotton wool.

Even though Fang Wei had already told him the numbers, seeing this mountain of flesh with his own eyes still made his eyes twitch twice.

Fang Wei nodded: "Yes, they're all up there."

Without wasting words, Fang Zhi turned around, got on his bicycle, and said, "Follow me, it's still seven or eight kilometers to the county town."

After saying that, he pushed off with his foot, and the bicycle shot off.

After Fang Wei jumped onto the vehicle, Chen Dajiao restarted the tractor, which sputtered and followed behind Fang Zhi.

The road from the town to the county seat is much easier to travel on than the dirt road in the village. Although it is also a gravel road, at least it is paved with gravel, unlike the dirt road which is full of potholes.

On both sides of the road are vast rice paddies, the rice ears already filled with grains.

Occasionally, a Jiefang brand truck would drive by from the opposite direction, kicking up a cloud of yellow dust that made Fang Wei cough.

After riding for nearly half an hour, scattered brick houses began to appear on both sides of the road.

After walking for another ten minutes or so, the houses along the road gradually became denser, and a factory compound with white and gray slogans painted on red brick walls appeared, as well as a three-story gray building.

This is the county seat.

Fang Zhi didn't stop, but turned onto a side road and rode for another ten minutes or so.

At the end of the road is a large double iron gate, and on the arched steel frame above the gate are several large iron characters: "Changqin County Food Company".

A wooden sign with white background and black characters hangs on the red brick gatepost next to the iron gate.

Fang Zhi stopped in front of the iron gate, put one foot on the ground, turned around and said to Fang Wei, "You guys wait here, I'll go in and find someone."

After saying that, he leaned his bicycle against the gatepost, straightened his shirt collar, and walked through the small door next to the iron gate.

Fang Wei jumped off the trailer and stretched his legs, which were numb from the jolting.

Chen Dajiao turned off the tractor, squinted at the rows of gray warehouse bungalows behind the iron gate, and sighed, "Dawei, your second brother... is really a capable man."

What he really meant was that Fang Zhi was lucky to be chosen by the town's young lady.

Fang Wei didn't reply, he just stared at the small door.

About ten minutes later, the small door was pushed open from the inside.

Fang Zhi walked in front, followed by a man in a white shirt.

The man was in his early thirties, with fair skin, silver-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, and a black hard-shell folder in his hand.

His white shirt was neatly tucked into the belt of his dark gray trousers, and he wore a pair of gleaming black leather shoes.

This outfit clearly doesn't belong to an ordinary clerk!

"This is Section Chief Luo from the purchasing department of the county food company."

Fang Zhi spoke to Fang Wei, then looked at Section Chief Luo, his tone polite: "Section Chief Luo, this is my younger brother, Fang Wei."

Section Chief Luo adjusted his glasses, glanced at Fang Wei, smiled slightly, and extended his hand: "Comrade Fang Wei, hello."

"Gu Yuan told me on the phone that your Laotang Village has won a great victory this time."

Fang Wei quickly reached out and shook hands, smiling, "Section Chief Luo, you flatter me. You've really gone to a lot of trouble this time."

"No trouble at all."

Section Chief Luo waved his hand, his gaze falling on the trailer of the tractor. "Is all the meat on there?"

"They're all here."

Upon hearing this, Section Chief Luo waved towards the inside of the iron gate, and several stevedores in blue work clothes immediately jogged out.

The leader was a burly man in his forties, with his sleeves rolled up to his shoulders, revealing bulging muscles on both arms.

"Old Zhou, lift up the cotton wadding and examine the meat first."

Section Chief Luo gave the order.

The burly man named Lao Zhou, along with several stevedores, hurriedly untied the hemp ropes and ripped the two wet cotton quilts off the mountain of flesh.

A tall, thin man in a white coat walked up to the trailer with an iron hook in his hand.

He inserted the iron hook into the meat of a pig's hind leg, turned it over to examine the color and texture of the meat, and then brought it close to his nose to smell it.

Then he pinched the thickness of the pigskin with his fingers, took out a small knife from his pocket, made a shallow cut in the meat, and looked at the color of the fat layer.

"How is it?"

Section Chief Luo asked.

"It's genuine wild boar meat."

The tall, thin man nodded and said, "The bleeding was thorough, and the deboning technique was excellent. The meat is firm, bright in color, and has no unpleasant odor; it was definitely killed this morning."

Section Chief Luo looked somewhat satisfied and said directly, "Alright, let's weigh it then!"

Several loaders pushed a large weighing scale out of the warehouse.

The weight on that scale was as big as a fist, and it clanged loudly as it hung on the scale beam.

"The first one weighs eighty-two jin!"

"The second piece weighs ninety-one and a half jin!"

Old Zhou was adjusting the weight on the scale while shouting out the numbers.

The young woman wearing sleeves standing next to Section Chief Luo was scribbling notes in her notebook with a ballpoint pen in her hand.

"The last door—"

Old Zhou moved the weight two more notches outwards, and the scale slowly tilted upwards. "One hundred and twenty-six jin!"

The young woman quickly scribbled her pen across the notebook a few times before saying to Section Chief Luo, "Section Chief, all this pork, added together, weighs 1,237 jin."

Section Chief Luo turned to Fang Wei and asked, "Comrade Fang Wei, is 1237 jin correct?"

"That's right."

"Alright then."

Seeing Fang Wei's straightforwardness, Section Chief Luo's smile became even more genuine.

"According to the price Gu Yuan and I agreed on over the phone, the bulk purchase price is 48 cents per pound. 1237 pounds, that's a total of..."

The young woman scribbled a few more notes in her notebook and immediately reported, "Section Chief, the total is five hundred and ninety-three yuan and seventy-six cents."

"it is good."

Section Chief Luo nodded and said to Fang Wei, "Let's go, come with me to the finance department to settle the accounts."