Chapter 25 Xiaohan and Dahan kill pigs to celebrate the New Year (please collect and recommend)
Every year, several families in the village kill pigs for the New Year. Zhang An’s family has done so before, but that was when Zhang An’s grandparents were still there. Zhang Jianguo's brothers have not yet separated.
Basically every year, we wait until the village chief’s family has been killed before other families can take action.
Every time the village chief kills a pig at his house, he will basically call a lot of people to help. If it is placed in an ordinary person's house, how much meat will be eaten?
But this is also to unite the people in the village. Every time after dinner, we will hold a summary meeting with the people in the village to discuss how the entire village will develop next year. Even if it is farming, we have to consider how to do it. Only by sowing can you reap a good harvest.
Changqing Village is now very good. So many canals have been built in the field dams, which saves everyone a lot of time. Otherwise, we would still have to draw water from the river to the fields.
Now the road from Hongyan Town to Shuixian County has been repaired and opened to traffic. Although it does not pass through the village entrance, it is not that far, so it is not bad.
Look at the Maocangdang Village next door and the villages in Longtan Village. They used to be even more deserted than Changqing, and the roads were more difficult to walk. But this year, the road passed directly through the village entrance. From now on, the shuttle bus will go to those villages. It is more convenient for people to take a car.
The old man in the village was holding his breath in his heart. He really wanted to build this section of the road, so that it would be much more convenient to get in and out of Changqing.
But if you have money to build a road, you not only have to pay for an excavator to dig it out, but also the cement and sand to be paved on the road.
But now there is little money in the village, and nothing can be done without money.
In this regard, Zhang An was just a listener. He also came up with ideas and wanted to contribute to the village, but the time has not yet come. He is young and insignificant.
As the saying goes, if your mouth is hairless, your work will be weak.
Everyone discussed it over and over, but no one came up with any good suggestions, so they could only wait until later.
After returning home, Zhang An discussed with his father that he was very interested in the land at the end of the village, which was the dormitory for educated youth at that time.
Zhang Jianguo knew that that piece of land was a mountainous area created by land reclamation at that time, but because it was gravel land, the effect of planting anything was not good.
So after the educated youth returned, they have been living in poverty until now.
But in Zhang Jianguo's eyes, the land was just large, but good food could not be grown on sandy land, and the harvest from potatoes would be less than in other places.
I didn’t agree or refuse, I just said I’d think about it because my family doesn’t have that much money now.
If you buy those shabby houses and that piece of sandy land, it will cost two to three thousand yuan, and building a three-room tile-roofed house only costs more than a thousand yuan now.
Early the next morning, Zhang Jianguo got up and built a fire pit in the yard.
Zhang An brought the big iron pot used to boil water in the village and set it up on it.
Zhang An called Li Hongbin’s house last night and told them that a pig would be killed today and asked them to come over early.
Zhang An’s family did not invite many people to kill the pig. They only invited relatives, others with whom they had good connections, and reputable village elders. It's not like the village chief's house, where half of the village is taken over for dinner.
Of course, the village chief’s family will definitely invite you. They just came to treat you to dinner yesterday, and they will definitely return it today.
When nine o'clock came, Li Hongbin's family arrived.
There is no need for Zhang An to pick people up at the entrance of the village. They know the way now and will come by themselves.
"Godfather, I'm here." As soon as Li Yao entered the door, he ran to Zhang An and hugged Zhang An's legs.
Zhang An hugged Li Yao with both hands, "It's not cold or not, my face is red from the cold."
"It's not cold or not, I'm still sweating."
Zhang An was busy, so Zhou Lan took Li Yao away, but after a while, he found Zhang Tie and got together with Zhang Tie.
After the water was boiled in the big iron pot in the yard, the pig butcher also came.
According to the procedure, we first offered sacrifices to the Kitchen God in the yard.
Finally, we started to catch pigs in the pig pen. Zhang An’s pigs were bigger, so more people were needed.
At about three hundred pounds, it is half a head larger than other people’s.
"Jianguo's family can raise these pigs well. They look too comfortable. They weigh three hundred catties."
"The old Zhang family will have good fortune this year. The horse was not skinny when I bought it, but it is so strong now.”
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The envy in everyone's eyes is visible. Rural people compete over whose crops have good harvests, their livestock are good, and their children are promising. Because it was too big, everyone tied up the pig's feet with ropes, and the mouth was not able to escape.
Seven or eight people were pressed on the chopping board to watch the pig butcher's one-man show.
After quickly turning the pig over, it was time to blow the pig.
The main force for shaving became Zhang Jianguo’s brothers and several uncles from the village.
Li Yao stared at the pig butcher with his eyes wide open while he was blowing pigs.
When the knife was used just now, Zhou Lan didn't show it to him and covered his eyes.
But actually it doesn’t matter, no one in the village has ever seen a child.
"Mom, what are they doing?"
Zhou Lan actually didn't know what they were doing. She was originally from the city and came to the town after marrying Li Hongbin.
“This is blowing the pig, mainly to make the flatulence even. After pouring boiling water, it is easier to scrape the pig hair on the pig skin. If you don’t blow it, you may not be able to scrape it off in some places. It’s time to eat pork with hair on it.”
Zhang An was explaining to the mother and son, but the little guy started asking questions again. "Do you have to brag about killing a chicken?"
"You don't need to blow the chicken to kill it. The hair is so long that you can pluck it out by perming it." In order to prevent Li Yao from continuing, Zhang An directly asked Zhang Tie to take the person out to play.
This kid has a hundred thousand reasons why.
It took about an hour to kill the first pig and wait until the water in the big pot continued to boil.
In the room, Wang Fang and a group of women began to prepare meals.
By the time the second pig was killed, it was already noon.
Unload the two pigs first, and then start having lunch.
Although not many people were invited, four tables were set up.
Except for Li Hongbin, Zhou Lan's family had eaten pig-killing rice before. Zhou Lan and Li Yao had never even seen pig-killing, so eating like this felt a bit novel.
I don’t know who cut the pork, but Zhang An just wants to say that the knife skills are very good. Every piece is crystal clear and about the same thickness.
Pick out a piece of cooked fat and lean pork from the pot and dip it in the chili water. It is simply delicious.
Zhang An guessed right, his own pork is indeed much more delicious than others.
Although fat meat is fat, it is fat but not greasy. Although lean meat is thin, it is lean but not greasy.
On the contrary, eating it can also whet your appetite and arouse your appetite.
Li Yao has already eaten three bowls of rice because the meat is so appetizing.
Now Zhou Lan no longer dares to let him eat, for fear of bursting his stomach.
The meat yield of the two pigs in Zhang An’s house is frighteningly high. Although the exact weight of the pigs has not been weighed, it should be about three hundred kilograms, not much more.
The final amount of meat turned out to be around 500 kilograms, excluding the weight of the water and the pig’s head.
Not many people wanted to buy meat before the meal, but after the meal, a lot of it was sold.
I kept seventy or eighty kilograms at home, and gave half a fan to Li Hongbin, leaving more than three hundred kilograms.
Second and third uncle Zhang An also bought fifty kilograms each from their families. This was what they had agreed upon in the first place.
In the end, the villagers sold what was left, weighing only 70 to 80 kilograms.
Originally, Zhang Jianguo wanted to carry it to the town to sell it, but someone came to buy it in the afternoon.
Even though it was all sold out in the end, people still came to ask if there was any pork left at home.
Originally there were two pig heads left. Zhang An wanted to keep the braised pig head meat, but in the end it was bought too
After all, the meat is not only delicious, but the meat is just as good. By the looks of it, everyone knows it must be good meat.
(End of this chapter)