Chapter 1111: The Dad Who Tricks His Son_1

It's not just pigs, but also chickens and sheep.

These are all very common livestock, which are consumed everyday in large numbers. If we don't raise enough of them, we won't be able to meet market demand when the time comes.

"Do you think those people we slaughtered today will come back again?" Qiao Xiaomai wasn't as optimistic as Tong Sanlang.

"They won't come often, but they'll surely return during the festivals," Tong Sanlang was confident.

If the quantity is large, they balk at spending money, but what if they buy less?

During the New Year's, would they really not be willing to even eat one pig?

"Alright, then you decide," Qiao Xiaomai nodded.

The couple chatted idly while counting silver bills until dusk when they finally finished. The total was one million two hundred and twenty thousand taels of silver.

Qiao Xiaomai weighed the heavy hemp sack with one hand, "It's a pity that this silver has to be sent to the Capital City again."