Chapter 25 Xiaohan Dahan Killing pigs to celebrate the New Year (please collect and recommend)
Author: Han Ming
Chapter 25 Xiaohan Dahan Killing pigs to celebrate the New Year (please collect and recommend)
Every year, several families in the village kill New Year pigs. Zhang An's family has done so before, but that was when Zhang An's grandparents were still alive and the Zhang Jianguo brothers had not yet separated.
Basically every year, we wait until the village chief's family is finished killing before other families can take action.
Every time the village chief kills a pig at his house, he basically calls on a lot of people to help. If you put it in an ordinary person's house, how much meat would you need to eat?
But this is also to unite the people in the village. Every time after dinner, I 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, you have to consider how to plant it in order to have a good harvest.
Changqing Village is already very good now. So many canals have been built in the field dams, which saves everyone a lot of time. Otherwise, we would have to draw water from the river to the fields.
Nowadays, 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 very far, so it is not bad.
Look at the villages in Maocangchang and Longtan Village next door. 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 entrance of the village. In the future, it will be more convenient for people in those villages to take the bus when the shuttle bus is available.
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The old man from the village was holding his breath in his heart. He actually wanted to build this section of the road so that it would be much easier to get in and out of Changqing.
But you need money to build a road. Not only do you have to pay for an excavator to dig it, but you also need money to lay the cement and sand 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 his own ideas and wanted to contribute to the village, but the time had not yet come. He was young and insignificant.
As the saying goes, if your mouth is hairless, your work will be weak.
Everyone discussed and discussed, but no good suggestions came out, 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, anything planted there would not be effective.
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 it was impossible to grow good food in sandy land, and the harvest from potatoes would be smaller 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 you two to three thousand yuan. 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 for boiling 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 their own relatives, other people with whom they had good connections, and reputable village elders. It was not like the village chief's family, who invited half of the village to eat.
Of course, the village chief's family must invite you. They just came to treat you to dinner yesterday, and they must return it today.
When nine o'clock came, Li Hongbin's family arrived.
There is no need for Zhang An to pick up people 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 cold or not, my face is red from the cold."
"It's neither cold nor cold, but I'm still sweating."
Zhang An was busy, so Zhou Lan took Li Yao away, but after a while, he found Zhang Tie and joined 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 pigs well, but they look too comfortable. They weigh three hundred kilograms."
"The old Zhang family is very lucky this year. The horse was not skinny and bones when we bought it, but now it is so strong."
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The envy in everyone's eyes is visible. Rural people compete over whose crops are better, their livestock is better, and their children are more 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 solo performance.
After the pig was quickly turned over, it was time to blow the pig.
The main force of 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 this was for. She was originally from the city and came to the town after marrying Li Hongbin.
"This is blowing the pig. The main reason is to make the flatulence even. After pouring boiling water on the pig skin, it is easier to shave off the hair. If you don't blow it, you may not be able to shave it off in some places. Then you will have to eat with hair.
pork."
Zhang An was explaining to the mother and son at the side, but the little guy started to ask 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 just 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 the water in the big pot continued to boil.
In the house, Wang Fang and a group of women began to prepare meals.
By the time the second pig was killed, it was already noon.
First unload the two pigs, 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.
Take a piece of cooked pork from the pot and dip it into the chili pepper 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 rate of the two pigs in Zhang An's family is frighteningly high. Although the exact weight of the pigs has not been measured, 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 pig's head and water.
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 of it to Li Hongbin, leaving more than three hundred kilograms left.
Uncle Zhang An's second uncle and third uncle also bought fifty kilograms each from their families. This was what they had agreed upon in the first place.
In the end, the remaining ones were sold by the villagers for only about 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 they were 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 it was also bought away in the end.
After all, the meat is not only delicious, but just by the way it looks, everyone knows it must be good meat.