Meng Yao saw that Old Man Hu was holding such a large piece of meat in his hand, weighing about ten kilograms.
Old Man Hu's health has been getting better and better recently. Although it seemed quite strenuous to lift more than ten kilograms of meat, he was still able to lift it steadily.
Meng Yao was about to say that eating dumplings doesn't require that much meat, but Old Man Hu said first, "You can't eat that much meat in dumplings, let's pickle some bacon!"
"It's almost Chinese New Year, how can it be done without bacon?"
Old Man Hu said with a snarl at the corner of his mouth.
Meng Yao had cured a lot of bacon before, and when she got married, she gave some to relatives and friends.
Hu Da and others were sent to Old Man Hu.
Old Man Hu also had a portion, but after he took the food into his mouth, his son and daughter were all ignored by him.
Such delicious bacon is not enough for him to eat alone. How can he share it with those little bastards?
Old Man Hu was fair and aboveboard, and when Hu Laosan asked about it later, he gave him another blow with the stick.
So all the things Meng Yao sent ended up in Old Man Hu's stomach.
According to him, moderate drinking is good for health.
This thought brought me to the point where the Chinese New Year is almost here. It’s almost the Chinese New Year. Meng Yao can always do it, right?
Meng Yao couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, "Of course you can fill it with sausage, but it's not enough at all."
Meng Yao was naturally filial to the wine, and he even got some to give to his sons and daughters, but he drank them too.
Good wine, of course, must be paired with good food.
Old Man Hu squinted his eyes happily.
And this is the medicinal wine that Meng Yao made, drinking it to strengthen his body.
Old Man Hu ran away in a hurry and quickly came over with a cart with half pork on it.
Originally, when he first saw him drinking, he would give him a few words of advice, saying that he was not in good health and should drink less.
With so much meat left outside without anyone taking care of it, Old Man Hu was not afraid of being stolen.
But after tasting it, he stopped and started drinking it himself. Not only that, he also asked Jiang Huizhi, an old patient, to drink some too.
Old Man Hu was used to drinking good wine, but he didn't know why, but he just felt that Meng Yao's drink was particularly delicious. On such a cold day, his body felt warm after drinking it.
Old Man Hu doesn't care whether it is medicinal wine or not. As long as he feels comfortable drinking it and feels comfortable after drinking it, then it is a good wine.
"Uncle, so many?"
"When I heard that someone was killing pigs, I bought half a pig. Look at how big the pig is. I heard the boss of the pig killing said it weighed four hundred kilograms, so it must be there. This half pig weighs almost two hundred kilograms.
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I was thinking about how long it would take to eat all this meat if it was stuffed into bacon.
Old Man Hu is in good health during this period, so he likes to make some snacks and drink some Gu wine.
He was still not satisfied with this and kept talking about wanting to eat.
Old Man Hu didn't go out for long, and he came back in just a few steps, which meant that the rack cart was placed outside, and the half-cooked pork was also placed outside.
Since it needs to be stuffed, of course it needs to be stuffed with more meat. These dozen pounds of meat need to be made into dumplings and stuffed with sausages. Who can eat it?
Old Man Hu was very happy after hearing this, "Just fill it in, you don't have to worry about the meat, just wait."
Old Man Sun would sometimes drink with him.
As soon as Meng Yao thought it was too much, Old Man Hu stiffened his face and said, "How much is there? We have to divide this and that, for Old Man Sun and his wife, for your two mothers-in-law, and for your husband, and...
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When Old Man Hu said this, he lost count. He checked with his fingers, then looked at the half pig, and finally slapped his thigh in frustration.