Chapter 2101: Chapter 1806: How Much Is the Forage? [Spring Festival Break for Three Days!]

Song Tan: ... What a sin!

Look at Boss Dafeng, he’s not just dumbfounded; he’s completely dazed.

Song Tan cleared her throat: "Well..."

The opposite party suddenly raised his hand: "Don’t make a sound."

Let him think—

He can’t figure it out at all! He’s been raising cattle for ten years, what kind of cattle can sell for 200?

And the corn, he doesn’t farm now, but the feed factory collects corn and it’s never been priced even close to 2. How can she sell it for 20?

Boss Dafeng tries to comfort himself: These young people are just bragging.

But... it really doesn’t seem like that!

We’re all in the livestock business, what’s the point in bragging in front of him? Can he also raise cattle priced at 200?!

A pig-killing scheme in the farming industry, isn’t that just adding costs from thin air!

The boss’s mind was buzzing, he couldn’t figure anything out, and now he just glanced at Song Tan, voice muffled:

"Why... why do you sell so expensive?"

Song Tan was silent for a moment and really didn’t know how to answer. Finally, she thought hard:

"It’s just that my corn and cattle are tastier—well, why don’t you shovel a basketful of cornstalks and try feeding your cattle?"

With genuine sincerity, Boss Dafeng stared at her, then coldly left.

He left, but didn’t leave completely, because he really grabbed a basket and was squatting down to scoop up corn scraps.

This behavior left the little worker nearby dumbfounded, who quickly looked around and lowered his voice:

"Boss, what are you doing? What are you doing? Why are you taking the guest’s cornstalks—Uncle Si! Uncle Si! Didn’t you say don’t touch the guest’s stuff—Uncle Si!"

"Don’t worry about it!" The boss grumpily carried a basketful of cornstalks: "The guest agreed."

He thought again, pressed down with his strong arm, instantly crushing the full basket down to eighty percent.

Then he decisively scooped in two more handfuls.

The worker stood dumbfounded, speechless and somewhat ashamed, momentarily forgetting to feed the grinding machine.

He only remembered tough times before, grinding rice and flour, extracting oil, how there tended to be some leftovers to gain from, but couldn’t expect his always generous Uncle Si now even wants to gain from two handfuls of feed...

At this thought, he couldn’t handle it anymore and quickly called in a teammate.

Song Tan saw from outside, pretending not to notice.

However, the boss passed by her carrying the basket, with a complicated and troubled expression, more sinful than hatred.

He walked away carrying the basket.

Song Tan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Seriously, so many people discuss prices, yet only this boss is so sincere, she couldn’t handle it.

...

Boss Dafeng carried the basket towards the front farming area, the crushed solid full basket of scraps seemed weightless to him.

No matter how crushed, it’s still fresh wet material, holding it inconveniently, slowing his pace a bit.

Then the worker immediately caught up with him.

"Uncle Si, what’s wrong?"

"Why do you want other people’s feed? Do you want the corn stalks? Just tell me! I’ll get all the corn stalks mom collected this year for you."

"That stuff in the ground rots in the ground anyway, not even worth the transport cost."

But if his uncle wants it, then bring it.

"Don’t worry about it!" The boss was feeling bad: "I just want to try if their feed is really different."

Why do both raise cattle, they have fixed customers at a unit price of 200, while every year he communicates extensively to understand the market conditions, but old customers unexpectedly want a price cut...

And this corn!

He even tore off a piece of the stalk’s scrap, looking at the juicy unswollen core, and directly bit into it!

—Why can others sell corn not fully grown for 20 each?!

Then he tasted the sweet flavor of cornstalk.

Many people don’t know, when corn is not ripe, actually the stalk is sweet, it’s a clean sweetness.

Though not as sweet as cane and beet, chewing gives a unique grassy aroma, Dafeng boss ate it as a child.

After all, rural kids, everything looked tempting at that time! Corn stalk chomping a couple was normal.

Of course, considering it’s not popular now, it shows this sweet is limited.

Also, time requirement is strict, only when unripe is it sweet, still can’t compare to cane.

All in all, this sweet is normal, but like this taste in his mouth—it’s abnormal!

Under the sun, dripping in sweat, but Dafeng boss chewing cornstalk, squatted down again, hands digging through the basket.

He deals with feed daily, tells the place near corn cob from top or ending.

The sweeter the closer to the cob.

Now he pulled a half piece of scrap, once again stuffed in his mouth.

—Is this reasonable?

It’s cornstalk, not cane, how come it’s sweet with full flavor!

Also having elusive special scent, can’t figure out, just knowing chewing brings comfort.

The worker beside was dumb as bricks.

"Uncle Si..."

But he chewed slowly as he stood suddenly, carrying the basket swiftly like flying:

"Let’s go, let my cattle taste, see if it’s worth 200, worth 20!"

What on earth is this!

The worker puzzled, followed jogging a few steps:

"Uncle Si, do you mean their feed is good? If it is, you also buy raw materials and press feed here!"

Just said, Uncle Si slapped him hard:

"Exactly, your mind is quick!"

He swiftly calculated more.

Premium forage for silage, per ton costing four to five hundred, natural cornstalk far below price.

But this taste is strong, quality must be exceptional, calculate at 500 a ton!

His hundred cattle, with other feed, silage seventy to eighty tons per month?

Hiss...

Boss Dafeng gasped: This isn’t cheap!

This standard, monthly feed costs forty to fifty thousand.

He initially saved some feed money, set up this factory, total investment amounting how much?

Not wise, too big cost input, if bad year truly loss.

But despite rational warning, his hand habitually dug for scrap piece, into his mouth.

Sweet flavor tingled taste buds, alongside grass aroma extraordinary tasty surged again.

Cows in the pen sensed something different, mooing and even gently crowded toward him.

Seeing that, furious and cruel Dafeng boss grabbed his phone sent voice:

"Boss Song, how’s your feed priced? What price is the corn? What price was the mentioned forage?"