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Shen Dong was not blindly optimistic, he analyzed following Zhu Dunzi’s concept, "Cold storage, large-scale irrigation systems, temperature control, and the unknown investments... A figure with eight digits might not even be enough. Do you have the confidence?"

Zhu Dunzi had already been dazzled by his dreams and spoke resolutely, "If there’s a loss, it’s on me. My farm will only get bigger and bigger. If it loses money, I’ll give the pigs to you."

"How much can a pig be worth."

Shen Dong uttered an ignorant remark.

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Zhu Dunzi dragged Shen Dong towards the pig farm, pointing at the piglets running wild on the ground, "Our pigs are stronger than the average household pig. These piglets can grow up to 300 pounds and still be lean. Removing the offal and scraps, you get 260 pounds, and at 7 yuan per pound, it’s pricier than some of the pork on the market."

"That’s 1800."

"The butchers who buy pigs from me can sell the meat for an average of 10 yuan per pound, making it 2500 yuan."

"This is the new shed, with over 800 piglets. Beishan Breeding Farm has 80 breeding pigs that dare not give birth, and to the west, the slaughterhouse has more than a thousand pigs waiting to be killed."

Zhu Dunzi was so enthusiastic that his saliva sprayed everywhere as he shifted from talking about pigs to chickens.

Isn’t this millions of dollars? The breeding farm is expanding its scale. A figure with eight digits isn’t just a dream, right?

Shen Dong quickly interjected, looking at Zhu Dunzi with amusement, "Don’t get carried away. More pigs mean more issues, and you will also face greater risks."