The world is full of malice

Miao Guangyi is sitting on the sofa in the living room of his newly built two-story building, looking at the newly purchased 46-inch LCD TV hanging on the wall. On the coffee table in front of him is a stack of salted peanuts and a bottle of small Burn, he ate two peanuts, took a sip of Xiao Shao, shook his head and watched the singer with big white legs on TV, feeling that his life was like a fairy.

His daughter-in-law Zhang Cuilan came in from the outside and rolled her eyes when she saw him like this, "Why are you acting like a normal person here."

Miao Guangyi was slightly drunk and was in high spirits. He was very unhappy to hear Zhang Cuilan say this, "What's the matter?"

"The people from Sansurname Village haven't found them in the past few days."

"It's not good if you don't find it. You'd rather have a mob of people blocking the door. If you're really in a hurry, go cook two dishes and drink for me."

"Drink and drink, you know how to drink. The family has all the money to build a house and borrowed a lot of money. How can I have money to cook for you?"

"You old woman will really spoil the fun. When you turn around and collect the money from Sansurname Village, it will be a lot of money. Not only will you be able to pay back the money, but you will also make a lot of money. Let me tell you, if you want to go back It's always such a disappointment, when I have money, be careful, I will divorce you."

As soon as Zhang Cuilan heard Miao Guangyi say this, she stalked his ears, "You dare to divorce my mother, okay, first take out the money spent on my mother's family these years, or be careful and I will kill you."

Miao Guangyi was born thin and dry, but Zhang Cuilan was big and round, holding Miao Guangyi like a chicken, and Miao Guangyi could only beg for mercy.

After tidying up the old men, Zhang Cuilan was still worried, "You said, those poor people in Sansurname Village wouldn't really let those vegetables rot in the field, right? It is not necessary to give such a low price..."

Miao Guangyi pulled Zhang Cuilan's hand away, "What do you know, you old woman? If I don't charge high prices, how can they work so hard for a year and grow so many vegetables? If I don't lower the prices, how can we make money? This small building and this furniture are all the same as those used by people in the city, if we don't borrow money, can we afford it?"

"But you're not afraid that they won't sell it to you?"

Miao Guangyi sneered, "If you don't sell it to me, whoever dares to accept their vegetables, I will ask the whole village to call. We owe the villagers so much money and promise to pay more interest. They are afraid that we will take their vegetables." If you don’t get food, you won’t be able to get money in exchange, so you have to listen to us obediently.”

"Would they rather rot in the ground?"

"That's impossible. Sanxing Village has finally produced a golden phoenix like Shi Xiaobai. Even if the whole village is on the ground, he has to be confessed. At this time, it's time for him to pay tuition again, and what about living expenses? Yes, let the vegetables rot in the field, what will they use to send Shi Xiaobai to school."

Zhang Cuilan thought about it, and was also happy, "It's up to you."

Miao Guangyi wanted to put his arms around Zhang Cuilan and say a few nice words to coax her to cook for himself, but his thin arms couldn't wrap around Zhang Cuilan's waist at all, so he could only secretly decide to change this old godmother sooner or later. Then he said in a low voice, "After the vegetables are harvested, let's sell them, and we can earn hundreds of thousands by then. After paying back the money, I will buy you a mink fur and a big diamond ring for you. People in the village look at you with envy."

Zhang Cuilan was so happy to be coaxed by him, she went to the kitchen to prepare food and drinks for Miao Guangyi.

But before the dishes were served from the kitchen, a young man came outside and hurried in and shouted, "My third uncle, something is wrong!"

Seeing that it was Miao Xingcai, the son of his elder brother's family, who came here, Miao Guangyi reprimanded him, "What's the matter, don't make such a fuss, your aunt has cooked some food, why don't you drink with third uncle?"

"You still have time to drink here. Let me tell you, I just heard that Sanxing Village is killing pigs!"

Miao Guangyi was a little nervous. After all, whichever village the pig was slaughtered in, it was a big event and a happy event. The village of Sanxing should be sad because of the vegetables all over the ground. How could the pig be slaughtered suddenly?

But Miao Guangyi thought about it, but couldn't think of any mistakes, so he finally said nonchalantly, "It's okay, those people in Sanxing Village are dead-headed, even if the vegetables are rotten in the field, they can't think of going to others to collect them. Maybe it’s because I’m so aggrieved that I just want to have fun killing pigs, and besides, their village will also kill pigs this time in the past, so don’t worry about it.”

Although he heard what Miao Guangyi said, Miao Xingcai was still worried. His third uncle took care of his family to borrow 3 yuan. He took out his mobile phone and called his second brother, asking him to go to Sanxing Village to see if he could find out anything.

Although Miao Guangyi looked like a normal person on the surface, but in fact he was muttering in his heart, so he didn't stop Miao Xingcai from making this call.

Miaojia Village is half an hour away from Sanxing Village. When waiting for Xin'er, Miao Xing couldn't hold back his hunger, so he ate and drank with Miao Guangyi. How to squander, when I was thinking about being happy, Miao Xingren's call came...

The people of Sanxing Village gathered at the sun-drying field today, because today is a big day for the whole village, thinking that there will be large pieces of meat in the food later, the faces of all the people in the village are smiling.

At this moment, a lot of temporary pots and stoves have been set up in the square, and several specially prepared large pots are placed on the temporary stoves, with water boiling in them, and the water has already started to glisten at this moment.

Pig butcher Zhao Laoliu polished a knife to a bright shine, and ordered a few strong men to tie up the fat pig and lift it to the rack.

The pig probably knew that it was time to die, so it screamed miserably and struggled fiercely.

But Zhao Laoliu had killed a pig for more than [-] years, and with a clean cut, the pig's soul disappeared immediately. He then signaled someone to bring a large wooden bucket, put it under the shelf, and started to collect the pig's blood.

He did the same thing and killed a total of six pigs. This year, because Zhen Tianran came to collect the vegetables, and the price he gave was good, almost every family in the village had an income of several thousand yuan. This is just for selling vegetables. In a few days Selling pork, mountain vegetables and small courtyard vegetables, almost every family can earn tens of thousands of dollars, which is almost catching up with the income of their entire village in previous years!

So they plan to spend extravagantly this year, leaving ten pigs in the village, killing six first to make cured meat or something, and then killing the remaining four during the Chinese New Year, eating fresh ones, everyone is happy.

Zhen Tianran is considered an honored guest in the village, so of course he is invited to watch such a big event as the slaughter of pigs, and it just so happens that the harvesting of vegetables has come to an end temporarily. Come and relax.

Zhao Laoliu was watching Zhen Tianran's expression while killing the pig. You must know that although many villagers said that they came to see the butcher, but when he actually did the knife, they all avoided their eyes. Zhen Tianran was not used to it at all. There are no facial expressions.

So he gave Zhen Tianran a thumbs up, then pointed at Shi Xiaobai, making a crying expression.

Zhen Tianran understood right away, it meant that he was good. When Shi Xiaobai saw the slaughter of pigs for the first time, he cried in fright.

Hehehe, he is a man who has killed zombies before, so there is nothing to be afraid of killing pigs!

But Shi Xiaobai, no wonder he cried so much when he killed the zombies at the beginning—to be honest, he was also quite scared at the beginning, but there is a very powerful person who is more scared than you. He doesn't feel afraid anymore...

Shi Xiaobai was exposed by Zhao Laoliu, and he became quite angry from embarrassment, so he went after Zhao Laoliu, but at this moment, hitting Zhao Laoliu with his small arms and legs was like scratching Zhao Laoliu's body with fists and embroidered legs, Zhao Laoliu couldn't hide Don't hide, the expression is strange to enjoy.

Zhen Tianran showed an expression that he couldn't bear to see, anyone who saw a superman turned into a beating man who was tired and out of breath would do this.

Not long after, the pig's blood was put away. Several women from the village came to take the pig's blood away, added some salt and started filling the sausage with blood.

Another strong man lifted the pig off the rack and untied it, scooped boiling water from the burning cauldron with all kinds of things, poured it on the pig, and then began to scrape the pig hair off, and the whole village together With cooperation, it didn't take long for these pigs to become smooth and smooth.

Then the belly was cut open, the blood sausage over there was already cooked, and after a while, the air was filled with complicated smells...

No matter how complicated and unpleasant the smell was, Zhen Tianran could accurately distinguish the scent of blood sausage, and the secretion of saliva began to accelerate again.

Everyone in the village is used to unloading pork. They pick off the pigs in threes and fives, cut off the pig's head, and then separate and cut the pork. The ribs are also removed, and a pig is considered finished.

But the reason why pig slaughter is popular in the village is not the process of killing pigs, but the follow-up!

At this moment, the pork was put away in separate categories, so the women accepted it again. The several cauldrons were originally filled with water, but more than half of them had been emptied because of the blanching of the pig hairs, so the women cut off the fattest meat from the pig. , wash and cut into mahjong-sized pieces, put them into several pots and start making lard.

The fire licked on the pot, and the iron pot was attached to the fat pork, making a squeaking sound, and after a while, the air was filled with the smell of lard.

The village is poor, and except for the holidays, it is rare to see oil stars all year round. If you want to get something delicious for your family, you rely on lard.

Besides lard, pork belly is the most popular. There are three types of pork belly. The meat is divided into three layers. If you bite into a good pork belly, it is delicious, fragrant and not greasy...

The pigs in the village have never eaten feed, so the pork belly is even more fragrant. The villagers cut the meat into large pieces, washed it, put it in a large pot with boiling water, and added oil and salt sauce Vinegar, onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, aniseed cinnamon and other seasonings, start to cook the meat.

In addition, there are pig knuckles, which are not fist-sized knuckles sold in the city. The villagers unloaded the knuckles, which weighed dozens of catties, and put them in a large pot. The sun-drying field is full of fragrance.