Everyone takes what they need. The woolen mill needs two pigs, the steel rolling mill needs a batch of woolen materials, and the Seventh Group of Beishaowa Village needs food.

On the other hand, Group 7 of Beishaowa Village has pigs, the steel rolling mill has grain, and the woolen mill has cloth.

It seems that this thing is quite simple, but in fact it is not simple at all. If Fangyuan was not in the middle to do this, there would be no such ending.

"Director, I have helped the factory so much, what good do I get?" Fangyuan asked.

"Say it! What benefits do you want?"

"A pig's head!"

"Pfft!" The factory director almost choked on his saliva and said, "Don't even think about it."

"Uh! No, director, you are trying to burn bridges!" Fangyuan did not expect that the director would have such a big reaction.

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the factory director smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I don't want to give it to you! But one pig's head is too much. You don't even think about how much meat two pigs have in total. If you want one pig's head alone, how can I tell the employees

Explain."

"Uh! Well..." Fang Yuan scratched his head and said, "It's a bit too much to ask for a pig's head, so what do you want to give me?"

"Fang Yuan, what do you think of a pair of pig's trotters?"

"What? A pair of pig's trotters? I said to the factory director, you are too picky. Let's do this! Two pounds of meat, or eight pig's trotters."
Chapter completed!