Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

Chen Xue was not there. She must have gone to her uncle's house early. Zhao Qin washed his face and followed them there.

"You must be tired from hiking up the mountain." Feng Huaijun asked Zhao Qin with a smile.

"It's indeed more tiring than at sea." Zhao Qin told the truth.

"Dad, even though Ah Qin is thin, he is in great physical condition. He climbed the mountain without even breaking a sweat."

"I don't sweat much."

It wasn't far away, and he arrived here as he was talking. When Chen Xue saw him, she winked at him. In her hand was a small fruit basket filled with grapes.

"My second uncle went to town to buy it this morning."

"It's good, but you can't eat it as a meal." Zhao Qin said, picking up one and putting it in his mouth, then frowned.

Chen Xue covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's just right for me."

"Please sit down. Running in the mountains is tiring. You must be hungry." My uncle invited everyone to sit down.

"Where is grandpa?" Zhao Qin asked when he didn't see the old man.

"He has eaten in advance and is taking a nap in the back now."

Of course, there couldn't be no wine at the banquet. Feng Xinghua grabbed the bottle and started pouring wine for everyone. "Feel free to enjoy lunch, but don't be so naughty tonight. Let's have a couple of drinks."

Zhao Qin smiled and agreed, holding the wine and standing up to toast his uncle, who waved his hand and asked him to sit down, "Don't rush to drink, eat more food."

The locals seem to like eating duck very much. Last night at my second uncle's house, there was a white-cut duck dish that tasted similar to salted duck and was pretty good.

In addition to the boiled duck, there is also a smoked duck on the table today. This does not look like home-made, it should be a ready-made product bought in town.

Then there was the homemade chicken, the soup made directly from it, and a large plate of braised pork trotters. It was quite a sumptuous meal.

"What does Ah Xue like to eat? Ah Qin, help me pick it up."

"I know, uncle. I won't be polite." Although he said so, Zhao Qin still picked up a piece of not too fat pig's trotter and gave it to Chen Xue.

In the end, she only ate the small piece of lean meat at the bottom and put the skin back into Zhao Qin's bowl.

It's true. I used to be able to eat greasy food, but now that I'm pregnant, I can't stand anything greasy.

"Uncle, when will Brother Ze and Brother Bin come back?"

Feng Xingze and Feng Xingbin, the two sons of my uncle, are probably around 30 years old, about the same age as Zhao Ping.

"I was originally planning on doing it tomorrow night. I heard on the phone yesterday that you were coming. I'm rushing back for lunch tomorrow at noon."

"Uncle, when will the pig be slaughtered?"

"Let's go pick the pigs this afternoon, tomorrow afternoon. It's too hot today, and we can't go too early."

While we were chatting, my aunt finished her work and came to the table. "Ah Qin and Ah Xue, there are not many dishes. Don't put down your chopsticks and eat more."

Compared to yesterday, my aunt was obviously more enthusiastic.

"Aunt, this food is better than what I eat at the restaurant back home."

Everyone likes to be praised. My aunt smiled even more and asked them to eat more.

Zhao Qinzhen didn't have the habit of drinking at noon, so he just toasted each of his elders with a glass and then stopped drinking.

After dinner, Chen Xue felt a little sleepy, so the third sister-in-law took her back to catch up on some sleep.

Several men sat down to drink tea. Zhao Qin took a sip of the tea. It was exactly the same as the one he drank at his second uncle's house. It looked ordinary, but it had a strong aroma and tasted sweet.

He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Uncle, how much did you buy this tea?"

"Why buy tea here? There is plenty of wild tea on the mountain. I pick it myself in early spring and roast it myself when I get home.

Ah Qin, I'm not bragging, even though this tea doesn't look good, it's better than the tea sold outside for hundreds of yuan per pound. Our Datian high mountain tea is famous throughout the country."

Well, I say I’m not showing off, but in fact, every word I say is showing off. Who doesn’t say that my hometown is great? This is a living example.

But I have to say that this tea tastes really good. "Uncle, do you have any more at home? I want to take some home to drink."

Zhao Qin is sometimes so impolite, but this kind of expression is not only not annoying, but more intimate.

Feng Huaiyuan smiled, "Yes, there are several kilograms left. You can take them with you when you leave. If you like to drink it, come and get some every year in the future."

Then, the two uncles began to ask Zhao Qin about the current situation at home. After all, what he said yesterday was not detailed enough.

Zhao Qin spoke selectively, only about his father's remarriage. He hesitated for a long time but still didn't say anything. The relationship had just eased, and it was a bit inappropriate to talk about this.

"Uncle, we can go over there when we have some slack season."

The two of them did not rush to express their opinions, but Feng Xinghua said, "Dad, I plan to go with Aqin this time."

"If it doesn't conflict with the construction site, go ahead."

They have come here on their own initiative, so we can't be so polite anymore. We should arrange for a younger person to go first, which can be regarded as a conciliatory attitude.

After chatting for a while, Feng Xinghua decided to ride his bike with his second uncle to pick up pigs.

Zhao Qin didn't drink much at noon, and after drinking tea for more than an hour, the smell of alcohol had long since dissipated. He stood up and said, "Why don't you drive? I'll follow."

"Okay, okay, it would be better if we go by car." Feng Xinghua raised both hands in agreement.

"I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll go with you to take a look." Since we were driving, it didn't matter if there was one more or one less person, Feng Huaiyuan stood up and said.

Zhao Qin first turned the car around, then opened the passenger seat for his eldest uncle to sit, and his second uncle and his father sat in the back.

"Does this car really cost more than two million?" Feng Huaiyuan arched his butt and couldn't help asking.

"More than 240 million on the road."

"I don't understand, this is too expensive." Feng Huaiyuan sighed. Although his two sons were also able to earn money, he felt that a car worth more than two million yuan was still too far away for him.

First, I went to the center of the village and picked up Feng Huaizheng. He was an old butcher, so his eyesight in selecting pigs was naturally good.

After driving for about two or three kilometers, we arrived at a house at the foot of the mountain.

It's not a breeding farm, it's pigs raised by farmers themselves, but this family raises more, five in total.

"You can pick your own. The two small ones won't work because it's not time to feed them yet. You can pick any of the other three." The owner took them to the pen and pointed at the three big ones.

The local Huai pigs are all black and small in size. An adult pig weighs only about 130 to 140 kilograms. The breeding period is about eight months to one year.

It is rare for them to grow to more than 200 kilograms before being killed.

Zhao Qin knew nothing about this, but he immediately picked out the largest one, which he estimated to weigh at least 170 or 180 kilograms.

The three elders on the side grumbled for a while, and then Feng Huaiyuan said, "It's a big loss to weigh it now. It looks like it was just fed."

"If you come to weigh them tomorrow, they will have just been fed. Brother, I have collected too many pigs. There is nothing I can do about it." Guo Huaizheng has seen a lot and knows that this is a common phenomenon.

Who doesn’t want their pig to be ten pounds heavier so they can sell it for more money?

"I think it's the medium-sized one, Huaizheng, how much meat do you think we can get from it?" Feng Huaijun pointed to the relatively smaller one among the three.

"It's probably enough to kill 80 kilograms of meat, which is enough."

Zhao Qin pointed at the largest one and asked Guo Huaizheng, "Uncle, is this a sow?"

"No milk, this is a big pig, it must have been fed for at least a year and a half, Aqin, this kind of pork is delicious."

Zhao Qin only knew that he couldn't buy an old sow. When he heard that it wasn't the right choice, he immediately discussed it with his two uncles, "Uncle, I think it's better to have more than less. Let's just buy the big one."

The two looked at each other. Feng Huaijun wanted to say that they couldn't finish such a big one, but Feng Huaiyuan nodded and said, "Okay, then we'll take the big one. If we can't finish it, we'll pickle it."