After Zhou Yan made his promise, Qin Ruoshu realized: The parents' reminiscing about the bitterness and sweetness just now seemed to be just an introduction; the purpose, or the spearhead, was naturally aimed at the sweetheart.
After Qin Ruoshu's parents received Zhou Yan's seemingly empty but the strongest guarantee he could make, they gradually shifted the topic to other places, such as food.
And Dad Qin finally asked a long-awaited question through the friendship of the landlord: how to make the nine-turn large intestine.
Zhou Yan naturally taught him everything he could.
In fact, the nine-turn large intestine has no "use value" in Zhou Yan's place: it is time-consuming and laborious to make the nine-turn large intestine, and if it is placed in his uncle's shop, he will not be able to sell a few copies a year, and Zhou Yan himself does not open a restaurant.
I might as well give him a favor...
Seeing that it was already past eight o'clock, Zhou Yan stood up and said, "Uncle, Auntie, it's getting late!"
"Xiao Zhou, please sit a little longer!"
"No," Zhou Yan smiled coquettishly, "I have to go back and help clean up the shop!"
"Then when will you come over to play again when you have time?" Qin's mother glanced at Qin Ruoshu, who was lying on the sofa watching TV, "Ruoshu, go and see Xiao Zhou off!"
"No need," Zhou Yan held down Qin Ruoshu who was about to get up, "There are only a few steps to go, no need to send him off!"
When I returned to my uncle's shop, it was almost closing, and the great "steaming" event at the end of the year was also coming to an end.
As soon as Zhou Yan entered the door, he received the attention of his little cousin: "Hey, Comrade Zhou Yan who was celebrating the festival is back!"
Then, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law stared at Zhou Yan with a face full of gossip, so Zhou Yan had no choice but to tell the truth "according to the facts". To be precise, he chose irrelevant introductions to satisfy everyone's gossip...
"Ding ding ding..."
Halfway through Zhou Yan's story, my uncle's cell phone rang suddenly. I picked it up and saw that it was Zhou Yan's father calling.
"Brother-in-law, the store is already busy, and the steamed buns at home are almost done!"
Over there, Zhou Yan's father didn't know what he said, and his uncle suddenly raised his head and glanced at Zhou Yan: "There is nothing busy in the store now."
"Oh, good!"
After hanging up the phone, my uncle smiled and sighed: "Shitou, Lao Zhou asked you to go back tomorrow. He said he was killing pigs at home and asked you to deliver pork to your grandma and the others!"
"That's just right!" Little Sister Zhou Yan smiled slightly, "The steamed buns and steamed cakes for the family are also steamed. Let's start packaging them later!"
Then, the uncle's family stopped caring about gossip and started bagging the cooled steamed buns while there were still few customers. Zhou Yan was holding his patterned machete and was responsible for cutting the steamed buns with a diameter of more than one meter.
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The four of them worked until after nine o'clock in the evening before packing up all the things they brought home and loading them into the car.
Early the next morning, Zhou Yan took advantage of the light and set out on the road with a cart full of new year's goods.
When he got home, before the car was stable, the roar of a fat pig could be heard outside the window. Zhou Yan quickly stopped the car and ran into the yard...
In the yard, there was already a fat pig of more than 300 kilograms that had been pushed down on the large low table by the father, uncle and a group of cousins. The howling sound outside came from the pig lying on the ground.
However, this guy has already sensed the danger: a group of two-legged monsters are binding his hooves.
After tying up the fat pig, a group of big men breathed a sigh of relief...
"Lao Si, go and see when the butcher will arrive!"
Zhou Zhenghe took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Hello, Old Liu, I'm Zhou Zhenghe..."
"What? You can't come?" Uncle Zhou Zhenghe's expression changed instantly, "I've already caught the pigs, and you're telling me this?"
Zhou Zhenghe hung up the phone angrily. When he turned around and faced Zhou Zhenghai, his ten-foot-high arrogance disappeared in an instant: "Well, third brother, how about we kill him again tomorrow?"
Zhou Yan’s father, Zhou Zhenghai, looked back at his nephews who were helping. Their faces clearly showed disappointment and unwillingness...
At this moment, Zhou Yan returned with his Seven-Star Sword on his shoulder, walked up to his father, and smiled: "How about you let me try it?"
"Just you, go and cool off!" Father Zhou Yan pushed his son aside without even looking at him.
"Third brother, why don't you let Shitou give it a try? Anyway, it's Chinese New Year and you have nothing to do!"
"Otherwise..." Zhou Yan's father struggled for a while before he relaxed and stared at Zhou Yan with a serious face, "Be careful yourself!"
"Then let's start?"
Zhou Yan put on a set of old clothes, took the warm water on the side, cleaned his Wuqu sword, took the warm water with salt handed over by his mother, and put it under the fat pig's neck on the chopping board. p>
After taking a deep breath, he touched the fat pig's heart and measured it with his hand, Zhou Yan "gently" chopped off the fat pig's neck.
Just when a group of people around were wondering why Zhou Yan had to put in so much effort, Zhou Yan had already taken action, holding a long knife and stabbing it through the fat pig's collarbone, straight into the coronary artery.
Before the father and uncle could react, Zhou Yan had already pulled out the knife, and a stream of bright red blood spurted out from the knife edge and rushed into the salt water below.
During the whole process, the pig didn't even snort.
After all the adults came to their senses, there was a chill in their backs: This pig was killed so neatly!
The next step is shedding. Pour boiling hot water on the pig, and the tough and straight bristles will fall off with a gentle push with a dull knife.
In just a few minutes, the dead pig, which was "unafraid of boiling water", turned into a white, tender and hairless pig.
After removing the pig hair and washing the pig body and chopping board with water, Zhou Yan put on an apron and sleeves and began to perform a laparotomy. In the terminology of the footbath, this is called "hara-kiri".
Clean the internal organs, throw the waste aside, then use a shorter knife to remove the pig's head...
Zhou Yan’s father, brother-in-law and all his cousins were all dumbfounded.
By the time they reacted, Zhou Yan had already cut the fat pig into eight pieces according to the standard slaughterhouse procedures.
After unloading the pork, Zhou Yan put the bones into a basket on the side, put the decomposed pork into a pile, looked back at his father, and smiled: "Is it okay to unload like this?"
You have finished your work, is it still useful to ask these questions?
Father Zhou Yan was a little speechless, smiled and shook his head: "That's it, the provinces are all picky, the villagers..."
Zhou Yan nodded and glanced at the fat pig waiting to be slaughtered that was already leaking feces and urine: "Should we deal with this one together, or wait until the other one is sold out?"
"How about..." Zhou Zhenghai sighed slightly, "Let's deal with it together. Aren't you still going to give meat to your grandma and the others? Pick both ends first!"
With the previous experience, Zhou Yan's movements became more fluent when dealing with the second head, stabbing, removing hair, disemboweling, and decomposing it all in one go.
The second head here has finished its work, and over there, my father and mother have already picked out the meat and ribs that will be given to relatives.
Taking advantage of the time when his uncle and cousins were pre-ordering pork, Zhou Yan cleaned his precious seven-star knife, wiped it dry, put it back into its sheath, and stored it properly.
Looking back, the father and mother have already packed the picked pork and marked it...
"The biggest bag is for your grandma's family; this bag..."
After giving instructions, the old couple helped Zhou Yan load the meat into the car. After a few more instructions, they drove Zhou Yan away...