Chapter 6: Pig Farm Recruitment

Chapter 6: Pig Farm Recruitment

We pulled the cart around the small rocky hill for half a circle. At the end of the road was an iron gate with high walls on both sides. This was the pig farm built by Yan's father. It was quite formal, with complete procedures, and could slaughter pigs. It was just that we were unlucky. Otherwise, why is there an old saying that even if you have a million dollars, the hair on the grass doesn't count? This is because the risk of the breeding industry is too great, and an epidemic can make everything go down the drain.

If the Yan family did not have some financial resources, they would have lost everything. However, they did not dare to do it anymore, so this place has been abandoned ever since.

After opening the door, the yard was already overgrown with weeds, but the pig pens made of cement bricks were intact and could be used after a quick cleaning. It seemed that Father Yan was not joking back then and was really willing to invest.

Yan Xu nodded with satisfaction, closed the door first, and then started the second recruitment.

He recruited forty-nine Japanese foot soldiers, thirty-nine Japanese farmers, and ten Japanese peasant women in one breath. As a result, as soon as they met, they knelt on the ground and asked him if he felt happy.

The first cart was full of tools. These farmers were all experienced at work. Even the foot soldiers were half farmers and half soldiers and were equally capable of working. At the command, they picked up sickles and began to clear the weeds in the yard, while the peasant women mainly cleaned the house, starting with the kitchen.

Several large stoves that were originally used to cook pig food were intact. Just pour some water into them, wash the bundled weeds twice, and then you can make a fire and cook. There is no need to be so particular.

The staple food in Japan is millet and radishes, but Yan Xu replaced them with brown rice and pickles. As a result, the foot soldiers and farmers were very grateful and worked very quickly. This is because in Japan, rice is not something that ordinary people can afford and is used to pay taxes.

The hay was specially collected and piled in the cleaned pigsty. Obviously, this would be their sleeping place for a while, so Yan Xu didn't need to worry about it anymore.

Not to mention that these Japanese farmers didn't know that this was a pigsty. Even if they knew, they probably wouldn't care. After all, in the eyes of the Japanese, pigs are a symbol of bravery, so one must be a brave warrior to live in a pigsty.

The next morning, Yan Xu felt that he had gotten up early enough. When he arrived, he found that the Japanese farmers had been working for a long time. The pig farm had been cleaned inside and out. The peasant women were fetching water and cooking. The farmers were waving sickles and hoes outside to clear the rampant weeds and bushes. It was a peaceful scene.

Judging from the situation, if Yan Xu had come two days later, the land would have been planted.

Unfortunately, Yan Xu’s purpose of recruiting them was not to farm in reality. They were destined to be consumables in the process of exploring the alien world.

Yan Xu drove the farmers back to the pig farm like driving ducks. Although no one came here on weekdays, if someone was bored and ran here and saw a group of dwarfs speaking Japanese language, he couldn't say that the pig farm had been converted into a film and television base and they were shooting a movie about tearing the Japanese apart with bare hands.

Fortunately, the portal can be opened in about ten days, but thinking about the preparations that still need to be made, Yan Xu is in no mood to waste time.

Next, Yan Xu went out to purchase cheap straw mats and durable blankets, which were necessary in life. After all, being sick was more troublesome. The miscellaneous things could not be written on a piece of paper, but the most important thing was armor.

The production of proper armor is very complicated, but plate armor is simpler. It can be formed by stamping thick iron sheets once. The problem is that the foot soldiers can't bear it at all. Forcing them to wear it will hinder their combat. Fortunately, there are always more solutions than problems. He can use a rattan helmet as a helmet and a bamboo spear as a weapon, so what can't he make of armor?

There happened to be a small workshop in the village that specialized in making cool mats. They were made by stringing together thick bamboo pieces as big as mahjong tiles. If they were big, they were cool mats, and if they were small, they were cushions. Yan Xu asked them to change the style, with two large pieces to protect the chest and back, two small pieces to protect the left and right shoulders, and four long strips to make skirt armor, paired with a rattan safety helmet and a bamboo spear. It looked as beautiful as it could be, but Yan Xu didn't dare to look at it for fear of high blood pressure, because these were all prepared for his subordinates.

After hearing Yan Xu's request, although the other party's expression was very strange, the money was not hot. Not to mention changing the mat into armor, as long as the money was in place, he would change it into a dragon robe without any nonsense.

Not to mention that the other party mobilized the entire family to rush the order, Yan Xu called the feed factory and ordered more than 100 tons of coarse grains. For this purpose, he hurriedly recalled the employees of the feed factory to resume production, seeming as if he was eager to recover his previous investment.

In fact, Yan Xu didn't care whether the feed factory could make a profit or not. He just needed a reasonable excuse and channel to purchase a large amount of coarse grains. Otherwise, it might be okay once or twice, but over time it would also arouse suspicion from people around him, because the richest man in Goujiazhuang did not have enough reasons to buy a large amount of coarse grains.

But it’s different with a feed factory. He just needs to know how much he sells. No one else will care how much feed a feed factory sells in a day or how much coarse grains it imports. This gives him ample room to manipulate things.

However, in addition to asking the supermarket to help with sales, the pig farm here should also be opened and use feed produced by itself, which will arouse less suspicion.

Yan Xu really had no choice. Although it only took two units of food to recruit a farmer, one hundred of them would be two hundred units, which was equal to twenty tons. And these twenty tons of food units required nearly thirty tons of coarse grains to be converted. Therefore, one hundred tons of coarse grains could only recruit three hundred farmers.

One hundred foot soldiers require three hundred units of food, which is equivalent to thirty tons. Nearly fifty tons of coarse grains are needed to convert them. One hundred tons of coarse grains can only recruit a little over two hundred foot soldiers.

Therefore, the hundreds of tons of coarse grains purchased before were not as durable as imagined, not to mention that the summoned people also needed to eat.

With such large purchases, there must be a balanced flow of food.

It was not difficult to buy hundreds of tons of coarse grains. They arrived on the same day and the price was very cheap. They were all defective products that had been stored for more than half a year. When the new grain was about to be harvested, people were eager to get rid of the inventory, so Yan Xu ordered another batch.

With enough coarse grains and a total of 1,000 units of food, Yan Xu finally felt confident.

But this is just the beginning. He needs to prepare a lot of things. After all, he is going to a completely unfamiliar world, and bringing too little may put his life in danger.

Yan Xu looked at the numbers on the passbook and was very grateful for his identity as the richest man in Goujiazhuang. Although he was not extremely wealthy, at least he would not have to beg for money from everyone he knew. The savings in his family could still support him for a while, so the next morning, in addition to asking the supermarket staff to deliver the things he thought of last night, he also took Gou Sanpao from the village to the nearby mule and horse market.

(End of this chapter)