Chapter 425 The Last Episode
“Ouch!!”
Along with the tragic pig sounds, a big white pig was pulled out.
A few grown men pulled the tail, pulled the ears, and quickly pressed the pig on the chopping board.
Xiulan and others brought all the children into the house. Children were not allowed to watch the pig killing process. This was a very cruel thing.
"Kill the pig!"
At this time, Father Lin set off a bunch of firecrackers, and along with the sound of the firecrackers, the pigs screamed.
After a while, the voice weakened and the New Year Pig also fell down. The children also ran out of the house and looked at the motionless New Year Pig curiously.
The pig butcher and others have already carried the pig into the wooden barrel and scalded the pig hair with boiling water of more than 80 degrees.
The process of killing pigs has hardly changed. A group of people worked together to quickly kill the pigs.
After washing, put it on a wooden barrel to open the back. This year's pig is not particularly fat, the fat layer is only three fingers thick.
Of course, I took a cup of grains, burned some yellow paper and incense to worship, and then put it on the scale and weighed it.
“Two hundred and thirty pounds is not bad.” Lin Heng said with a smile.
"It's fat enough, a big fat pig."
"At two years old, it's still a little thin." Father Lin said.
"It's okay. It's too fat and it doesn't taste good." Lu Honghai shook his head.
"Yes, last year Shanghe killed a 280-pound pig. The meat tasted too fat and it was not delicious at all with its mouth full of oil." Lin Xutao commented with a smile.
"I heard that you collected acorns and crushed them to feed the pigs. I'm afraid this pork is extraordinary." Lin Hai said with a smile. He naturally came back as the Chinese New Year was approaching.
He has had a good harvest this year. He has made a lot of money out of work, and his relationship with Tian Yan has deepened. Recently, he has started talking about marriage.
And all this is inseparable from Lin Heng's advice. He now has 100% trust in Lin Heng.
"Yes, we all want to taste the pork fed from acorns." Li Baiquan said with a grin.
"If it tastes good, I will pick some and feed them to the pigs next year." Lin Heng's aunt Lu Hongyun said with a smile.
Lin Heng has been harvesting acorns in the village for two consecutive years, and it can be said that everyone knows.
"I also want to taste it. Auntie, if you want to try it, you must first dry and roast the acorns, then grind them into powder and add them to the grain. Feeding them directly is poisonous."
Lin Heng explained.
While they were talking, the butcher had hung the pig upside down on the rack and taken out the heart, liver and lungs.
All procedures are the same as usual, and there is no difference from usual. The pigs fed with acorns look no different from other pigs on the surface.
After the pork was divided this time, half was used for smoking bacon, and the other half was cut into small pieces that could be eaten for a meal and stored in the freezer.
In rural areas, even if there is a freezer, bacon is a must-make item.
The flavor of bacon is very unique and cannot be replaced by fresh meat. Many people even like bacon because they don’t like eating fresh meat at all.
I won’t make ham this year. I still have two large hams at home, both of which are two-year-old. They haven’t been opened yet.
A group of them quickly packed away the pork, and the kitchen also got fresh pork to start making breakfast.
“It’s time to eat, it’s time to eat!”
After a while, the shouts came, and two tables full of dishes had been served.
There is a table for men, and a table for women and children.
After picking up the wine glass and taking a sip, Lin Heng couldn't wait to taste the pork.
He had two feelings when eating it in his mouth. One was that the meat was very delicate, whether it was fat or lean meat, it was more delicate than normal pork.
And these meats don’t have any fishy smell. They taste rich and fragrant, and the more you chew, the more fragrant they become.
Of course, there is only a pure meat aroma, and there is no refreshing aroma of acorns.
“This pork is delicious, it tastes fragrant and tender.” Soon, someone praised it.
The pig butcher also nodded: "Yes, it is really more delicious than ordinary pork. I have killed dozens of pigs this year, and this meat tastes the most delicious."
"Looking back, I will too Get some acorns to feed the pigs," Lin Xutao said.
Everyone who helped here had this idea. There are many acorn trees in the mountains. Every autumn, a layer of acorns will fall on the forest floor, but few people pick them up.
Now that they tasted Lin Heng’s pork, everyone had the same idea.
"Lin Heng, can you tell us how to do it better?" Li Xue, the third mother, asked.
"There is no need for any special method. Just pick up the acorns, soak them in water, dry them in the sun and fry them. Once cooked, they are basically non-toxic." Lin Heng replied with a smile.
After listening, everyone nodded silently, took note of these key points, and were ready to go back and try it themselves.
After finishing the meal, at eleven o'clock in the morning, the butcher, Lin Heng and others moved directly to the third father Lin Xutao's house.
His third father's family also killed pigs today. When the pigs were killed and eaten, the difference in the pork was reflected.
The pigs from his third father's house are also very good, but the taste is still a bit inferior. Even if they are processed well, they still have a fishy smell.
Lin Heng's pigs basically don't have this problem.
Going home in the afternoon, Lin Heng took home the fresh pork that needed to be frozen.
“Honey, let’s try some plain-cut pork tonight.” Lin Heng said while freezing the meat.
“It’s the same as cutting the chicken, right?” Xiulan raised her head and asked.
"Yes, the same." Lin Heng nodded.
"Okay, I'll do it tonight." Xiulan nodded and agreed.
After putting the meat away, Lin Heng took Xiulan to sit down and drank a few cups of tea.
Today has been a busy day, and now I can finally rest when I get back home.
After resting, it was getting dark. For dinner, Xiulan simply cooked a fish ball, heated up a few steamed buns, and then cooked a piece of pork.
I just put a few slices of green onion and ginger, added a little cooking wine, cut it into slices after cooking and brought it to the table. This piece of meat is 70% fat and 30% lean.
Lin Heng ate one piece directly. There was no fishy smell at all, which made him very satisfied. The acorns were not in vain.
I ate it with another piece of dipping sauce, and it tasted even better. I wanted to eat it again.
“This meat is delicious.” Xiaoxia tasted a piece and nodded repeatedly.
“Don’t give this meat away, we eat it ourselves. If you want to give it away, give it wild boar meat.”
After finishing eating, Xiulan said, this domestic pig fed with acorns is not a pig at all. A wild boar can compare.
"That's for sure. This is a good thing." Lin Heng nodded.
The three of them finished their meal and went to bed to rest.
Early the next morning, after breakfast, Lin Heng took out the tip of his brush that had been defatted in lime.
These days, he also prepared the holders of the brushes. Five of them were made by himself, using purple bamboo cut down in the back mountain.
The other five are purchased pen holders made of wood.
He made some fish maw glue in a small clay stove, then cleaned the brushes one by one, went through various processes such as combing and sorting, and finally put them together to make a beautiful brush head.
Tie the root of the pen tip with a thread, then trim the pen tip to achieve the best writing state, then dip it in some fish bladder glue and hang it up to complete the preliminary production.
After the pen tip was dry, he dipped it in some other glue and fixed it on the pen barrel.
Now a brand new brush is completed.
Lin Heng diluted the pen with boiling water, rubbed out some ink and wrote a poem called "Han Kiln Fu". After writing six hundred words eloquently, he nodded with satisfaction: "As expected, they are all the best hair from the weasel's tail. They are just so useful."
"Honey, do you want to give it a try?" Lin Heng looked at Xiulan and said.
“I can’t write calligraphy, but the calligraphy brush you made is very beautiful, I think it should be easy to write.” Xiulan blinked, picked up the pen and wrote lightly, but she couldn’t tell whether it was good or bad. .
“I’ll teach you.”
Lin Heng smiled and held Xiulan’s hand, teaching her how to write calligraphy.
"Okay, the water in my pot is boiling." After writing for a while, Xiulan said aloud.
"Okay."
Lin Heng let go, and then he couldn't put it down and started writing. After finishing writing, he hung up the pen, looked at the ink block next to him and said to himself He said: "I have a good pen, but I still need good ink."
He decided to wait until he had time to make the Tongyan Hui ink handed down from ancient times. He had tinkered with it himself in his previous life.
Now I will do something when I have time. It may not make any sense, just to please myself.
He carefully kept the finished brush and walked out of the study.
Xiaoxia was playing with her toys in the main room, and Xiulan was dealing with his golden chickens and sausages.
She was preparing these vegetables for marinating today. After cleaning them, she marinated them all at once in two days.
"Do you want to write a couplet? I will help you cut the paper." Xiulan looked up at him and said.
"Let's wait for two days." Lin Heng said with a smile. He had been busy for a long time today and was not in the mood to write.
"Okay." Xiulan agreed.
The sun is not bad today, and it is very warm outside at around two o'clock. Lin Heng took the tea set and went to the stone table in the front yard to drink tea, and asked Xiulan to bask in the sun together.
Time passed slowly, and soon it was the 25th of the twelfth lunar month. At noon that day, Lin Heng began to write couplets.
After he finished writing about his own family, he wrote some for relatives and friends. Some in the village wanted him to help write. As long as they brought red paper, he wrote them all for free.
Xiulan was grinding ink and pressing paper for him next to him. Although the two of them didn't speak much, they could understand each other's meaning with just one look.
Many married or unmarried women of the same age as Lin Heng couldn't help but feel a little envious when they saw this scene.
I envy them for having such a good relationship and loving each other. I also envy Xiulan for finding a potential stock like Lin Heng.
Now Lin Heng is very famous in the entire Huangtan Town. He is low-key and humble, handsome and rich. The most important thing is that he is so rich but he is only good to Chen Xiulan, and there are no other rumors.
"What shall we have for dinner tonight?" After finishing the couplet, Xiulan drank water and looked at Lin Heng and asked.
“Can you eat fried noodles?” Lin Heng looked at his wife and said.
He is a noodle lover and must eat at least one noodle every day, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable all over.
“If you want to eat it, I’ll make it for you.” Xiulan smiled.
After drinking tea, Lin Heng went to soak the soybeans. Today he is making tofu to eat during the Chinese New Year.
Xiulan went to knead the dough. She was going to make some fried noodles. Her man liked eating fried noodles very much.
In the evening, Lin Heng ate a large bowl of oil noodles. He simply added some chili and garlic, poured it with hot oil, and added some salt and MSG. If I don’t eat, I will miss you.
The next day was the 26th, which was the penultimate market before the Chinese New Year. Lin Heng took Xiulan to go shopping on the street and bought some odds and ends.
Then I calculated the accounts of the purchase station and the canteen in advance. When the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, I only need to calculate the income of that day.
After returning home, Xiulan fried the sugar-coated vegetables and began to marinate them. She filled two large pots and marinated them for more than half a day and soaked them overnight.
The smell of braised food was still strong in the house until the next day.
“Try it.”
Early the next morning, Xiulan cut some braised vegetables for Lin Heng.
“It’s delicious, every one of them is very fragrant.” Lin Heng ate several mouthfuls before bringing the hot rice wine and pouring a glass for Xiulan.
The two touched each other and took a sip of wine, and the wonderful feeling spread throughout their bodies and minds.
"Keep the rest for Xiaoxia." The two of them had almost eaten before they got up and went to wake the children up.
Xiulan made breakfast for the children, and Lin Heng woke them up.
"Second brother, open the door. I'm here to help take care of the child."
While they were having breakfast, Caiyun knocked on the door outside.
"It's aunt, I'll open the door for aunt." Xiaoxia heard the sound and trotted out.
Lin Heng followed and opened the door.
"Auntie, come and eat quickly, mommy made delicious food." Xiaoxia pulled Caiyun and said as soon as she opened the door.
"Thank you Xiaoxia." Caiyun happily picked her up and walked away.
“Come and eat.”
In the room, Xiulan cut some more braised chicken for Caiyun,
“Wow, the braised golden chicken is so delicious ." Caiyun exclaimed after taking a bite.
"Then eat more, there is still a lot." Xiulan said with a smile.
"These are enough. I ate them at my parents' place." Caiyun waved her hand.
With Caiyun here, Lin Heng and Xiulan took the soaked soybeans to the old house to grind tofu.
They are not in a hurry. If they finish making the tofu today, it will be considered a success.
In the evening, the tofu was just ordered, and Lin Heng pounded the garlic and spicy tofu to eat.
They ate it today and didn’t give it to anyone else. I have made tofu several times recently and everyone has eaten it many times.
"Okay, with this piece of tofu, you really don't need to prepare anything else for the Chinese New Year."
After pressing the tofu, Xiulan took a deep breath and said.
"Let's go and eat an orange. I want to eat it." Lin Heng nodded and said.
Going out of the main room, he took out a few sugar oranges and a big orange from the cabinet. They were produced by the fruit trees at home, and there were still a lot left.
The tangerines and oranges that have been stored for a while are already very sweet, and it is a pleasure to put them on plums.
The two of them ate some and gave some to Xiaoxia, then sat on the sofa to rest. Caiyun and Lin Heng had already sent them back.
After eating the fruit, they took the children to rest and stopped eating anything else at night.
On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, it started to snow again. It wasn’t very heavy, but it kept falling. People who went to the street to catch up with the last gathering before the New Year turned white.
Lin Heng brought his father to this market. He got some good things for Uncle Gao and Wang Zhou, and then waited for the market to end.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the market began to come to an end. Lin Heng chose to close the door early and pack up and store everything. When he finally calculated the profits of this year's canteen and purchasing station, he found it a bit incredible.
"Dad, how much do you think the store earned this year?" Lin Heng said with a smile.
“How much?” Father Lin was very curious.
“Four thousand three hundred yuan.” Lin Heng grinned and whispered the number.
“Oh my god!”
Hearing this, Father Lin exclaimed.
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I wish you all a happy National Day in advance, and may the motherland prosper and dominate the world as soon as possible.
(End of this chapter)