Datang started from being a salted fish

Chapter 273 The Hungry Villagers

A group of pig butchers were exhausted after a long day of work. Seeing them sitting there panting, Wang Yin couldn't just dismiss them directly, that would be too unkind.

"Okay, you guys have been busy all day, let's try this fresh pork tonight." Wang Yin pointed to the pork that was specially left just now.

"Immortals can't do it!"

"Yeah, you have given us the money to raise pigs, how can we eat your pork again."

"Immortal, you are too polite. We should spend money to kill pigs. How can we have the cheek to eat meat again?"

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When a group of villagers and pig butchers heard that Wang Yin wanted to invite them to eat pork, they waved their hands desperately to refuse.

"Have you forgotten my identity?" Wang Yin said indifferently after hearing the words: "This is the order of the county magistrate! Do you understand the order? Hurry up and make a living!"

After interacting with this group of people a few times, Wang Yin finally understood: If he still talked nicely with them, it would definitely be useless, and they could stay with him till dawn. . .So Wang Yin directly adopted a simple and rude method.

Needless to say, this group of people really like this.

Hearing that Wang Yin said it was an order, the group of people didn't dare to say anything more, so they had to honestly start to bury the stove and start a fire.

Soon several cauldrons were set up in the open space, and Wang Yin directed the villagers to cut the pork into small pieces and wash them with clean water, and then asked someone to fetch some potatoes, wash them and cut them into pieces.

After the water boils, blanch the water first, then pour out the dirty water and pour it into clean water to boil again.

After the water boiled again, he directed the villagers to put the processed meat and potatoes into the pot and cover the lid. When the water boiled, he added the seasoning packet prepared by Wang Yin, covered the lid, and simmered over low heat. up.

The group was full of curiosity about Wang Yin's novel approach, but as time passed, this curiosity completely dissipated.

No way, when the aroma from the pot overflowed, the villagers all closed their eyes and sniffed vigorously. Who cares about the steps of stewing meat? !

"smell good!"

"My God! It smells so good!"

"Is this really the taste that pork can have..."

. . . . . .

At this moment, the group of people felt that the saliva in their mouths was secreting rapidly, and there was a tendency for the dam to burst at any moment. . .

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry." Wang Yin laughed when he saw them all looking like they were dying of greed, "It will take another hour."

greedy?Hate it!hey-hey. . .

"..." A group of villagers and pig butchers were speechless when they saw Wang Yin's appearance: Why did the fairy look like it was on purpose. . .That's right, the immortal must have done it on purpose!When did the immortal have such a bad heart? . .

"All right, all of you don't want to be ashamed there!" Wang Erniu's face darkened immediately when he saw the villagers greedy, "Clean up the ground while we have nothing to do now."

Hearing Wang Erniu's words, a group of villagers had no choice but to go to work reluctantly, but the deadly aroma was still lingering in their noses, how could it make people work hard!
"Yes!" Wang Yin gave Wang Erniu a thumbs up: "I didn't see that you are quite prestigious."

"I made the immortal laugh..." Wang Erniu laughed awkwardly.

"Of course, it would be more convincing if you didn't swallow your saliva when you spoke just now." Wang Yin blinked at Wang Erniu.

"Uh..." Wang Erniu was at a loss for words, and stood there embarrassingly blushing, "This...it smells so good...I can't help it...I can't help it..."

"Don't worry, today's serving is big, just eat as much as you want!" Seeing this, Wang Yin stopped teasing him.

Wang Erniu simply ran over and worked absent-mindedly with a group of villagers while desperately resisting the deadly aroma.

The brats in the village huddled around the cauldron, their heads would probably have slipped into the cauldron if it hadn't been covered by the cauldron's lid. . .

With so many people doing so little work, it took about a quarter of an hour to finish it.

Originally, this group of villagers deliberately stood at a distance and waited after experiencing the embarrassing scene before, but as more and more aromas penetrated their noses, this group of villagers gradually entered a state of confusion.

After they realized it, they were already standing behind a group of brats. . .

Then they discovered: When a group of people are collectively embarrassed, it doesn't seem so embarrassing. If anyone leaves at this time, it will be really embarrassing. . .

And just like that, after what felt like a lifetime of waiting, the hour finally arrived.

Following Wang Yin's order, a group of people couldn't wait to lift the lid of the pot, and suddenly a stronger fragrance than before exploded, and the people who lifted the lid almost fell into the pot. . .

"Line up! See what you all look like?!" Seeing this, Wang Erniu hurriedly yelled at a group of villagers: "Are you ashamed in front of the immortal?!"

Seeing that Wang Erniu lost his temper, the villagers had to pick up a big bowl and line up obediently, staring longingly at the cauldron of stewing meat.

Wang Erniu turned his head in satisfaction, and secretly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth. . .

Finally, the person in front of him got his wish and ran to the side with a large bowl of pork stewed potatoes, and couldn't wait to take a big bite!

"Hiss~~ha~~~" In the end, the villager was too impatient, and the meat almost burned half his life. . .

The other villagers looked at him in bewilderment, breathing and jumping for a long time, with an expression of pain and enjoyment on his face, and he was still reluctant to spit out the meat in his mouth.

Seeing his appearance, the villagers were secretly anxious: What do you think you are in such a hurry?Everyone is waiting for your evaluation of the taste, and you are so ashamed. . .What is it like?I'm dying of anxiety. . .

Fortunately, they didn't wait too long, and soon the second villager also walked aside with a large bowl of meat.

This time he fully learned the lesson from the first person, first he put the bowl near his mouth and blew vigorously a few times, then he put his mouth full on it and took a sip of the soup.

While the villagers were expecting him to say something about the taste, this guy raised his head slowly and swallowed the little bit of soup in his mouth, with an intoxicated expression on his face, as if It's like it just happened.

Then the guy opened his eyes, picked up a piece of meat and ate it slowly, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

The rest of the villagers simply wanted to scold their mothers!
(End of this chapter)