After a while, the village chief brought two people back with him, carrying Bajin, who had started to cry out in pain again.
He came in front of Zhang Wenyuan and patted his arm, saying,"Marshal, you did well. You saved Bajin and protected Baogu. I didn't bring shame to your father."
Then, he turned around and said sternly to the group of people who were still discussing the wild boar excitedly,"Wild boars are not precious animals. Now that they are dead, they can go back and skin them. However, I'll keep everything I saw tonight in my stomach. If anyone gets out of the village, don't blame me for being merciless. Did you hear that?"
In a village like this, the deeper into the mountains, the greater the authority of the village chief. After all, there was a shadow of clan rule in it. The group of people all agreed fiercely. Even without the village chief's instructions, no one would have rushed out to stab him. Zhang Wenyuan's strength was obvious to all. No one was confident that they were more ferocious than a wild boar.
After the village chief said that, he began to arrange for people to take turns to carry the wild boar back.
They left the cornfield and reached the main road. Zhang Wenyuan helped the car up and walked at the back with Wang Peng. They took out cigarettes and lit one each. After taking a puff, Wang Peng put the cigarette in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. Then, he exclaimed.
"The handsome guy is rich. He's even drawn Soft China.”
"I'll send you a big head. Even cigarettes can't block your mouth. This is a gift from a friend.”
A moment later, Wang Peng could not help but ask,"Handsome, why haven't I seen you in the village recently?”
Although he was only halfway through his sentence, Zhang Wenyuan knew what he meant. He was asking why he hadn't been to the mahjong hall recently. Previously, Wang Peng had also gone to the house to look for him, but Zhang Wenyuan had always been like a girl hiding in a boudoir. He could not meet him at all and was rejected by Jiang Yazhi.
"I won't go anywhere in the future," said Zhang Wenyuan.”
"Does the handsome guy want to find another shop?”Wang Peng asked," I also feel that there's something wrong with that dojo. If I had skills like you, I would have smashed his mother a long time ago. Why don't you call a few more people and we'll open a mahjong parlor too? We'll definitely make money.”
Zhang Wenyuan stopped and slapped the back of his head.
"You only know how to gamble all day. Don't you know how to do something else?”Zhang Wenyuan was a little angry and scolded," You still want to open a mahjong parlor? Do you have the funds? Do you think buying mahjong doesn't cost money?" Zhang Wenyuan only knew how to reprimand Wang Peng and had completely forgotten what kind of conduct he was previously.
Wang Peng rubbed the back of his head and said like a bullied wife,"If we don't go to the casino, what are we going to do?”
Zhang Wenyuan pushed the cart forward again and said,""Think of some legitimate ways to earn some money and save it. She's twenty years old this year, right? In another two years, he would marry a wife and have a baby.”
"Who doesn't want to marry a wife? But where can we get the money?”Wang Peng answered truthfully.
"That's why I asked you to find a way to earn money and save some money. Go to the mahjong parlor all day. Do you think you can leave money on that day?”Zhang Wenyuan said helplessly.
Wang Peng scratched his head and thought for a while, but he still couldn't think of any way to make money. He smiled and said,"I can't think of a way. When the time comes, I'll do whatever you do.”
Zhang Wenyuan didn't say anything, which could be considered a tacit agreement. Zhang Wenyuan had the intention to help him. After all, he was his younger brother since he was young. An orphan and a widow did not have much wealth. With his dazed mind, he would only be deceived if he went out.
The wild boar was carried back to the small village, adding some excitement. When Zhang Wenyuan returned home, it was already past nine. He knocked on the door, and his wife, Jiang Yazhi, stepped back with an " Ah!". The door was closed with a bang.
Zhang Wenyuan suddenly realized that his face was covered in blood. It would be strange if he didn't scare people to death when he knocked on the door at night. "It's me, open the door."”
There was a rustling sound in the room before the door was opened again. His wife, Jiang Yazhi, was holding a fire stick, while his fierce sister-in-law, Jiang Xiaomei, was holding a kitchen knife. "What do you want?" Zhang Wenyuan asked as he walked into the room.”
Jiang Xiaomei sized up Zhang Wenyuan and said to Jiang Yazhi,""Sister, this is brother-in-law. He can also scare you.”
Jiang Yazhi saw it clearly and quickly closed the door. She nervously gestured and asked," What's wrong with you? Why is there so much blood?" She was so scared that her face was pale.
Zhang Wenyuan quickly explained," When I came back just now, I encountered a wild boar that was harming the corn. It even dug up a turtle in the north of the village, so I killed that wild boar. This blood is all pig's blood. Don't worry, I'm not injured."”
Jiang Yazhi was still worried. She pulled at her clothes and looked carefully. She was relieved when she confirmed that there were no wounds.
Seeing that his wife's face had regained its color, Zhang Wenyuan said,""Get a basin of hot water and let me wash my face first. It's sticky and uncomfortable to stick to my face.”
His wife quickly went to the kitchen to get some hot water. Jiang Xiaomei went into the bedroom and did not come out.
Dinner was noodle soup. He rolled the dough thin and cut it into small pieces that were two centimeters wide and seven or eight centimeters long. After cooking it, he poured the stir-fried vegetables into it and stirred them evenly. This was how dinners were usually served in the villages of Guanzhong. Zhang Wenyuan drank two bowls of soup and noodles, and added two pieces of Guokui before he was full.
After putting down the bowl, he stopped his wife from preparing to wash her feet and asked her to close the door of the courtyard. He put a towel on his shoulder and left the backyard. After fighting with the wild boar for so long, his body was covered in blood, sweat, and mud. He went upstream to take a cold shower. She was a little sleepy after she came back, so she fell asleep at the end of the day.
Early the next morning, Zhang Wenyuan was practicing boxing in the orchard when Yaya ran over and shouted,""Dad, Grandpa Village Chief is looking for you in the house.”
Zhang Wenyuan stopped, put on a short-sleeved shirt, and put Yaya on his neck. He ran back into the house, leaving behind a crisp and cheerful laughter that was like an oriole.
Zhang Wenyuan could guess the reason why the old village chief came. It was to send some meat over. Before entering the house, he could hear the old village chief's hearty laughter." Niece, don't push it. This meat is what your family deserves. The entire wild boar was slaughtered by your marshal."”
After Zhang Wenyuan entered the house, the village chief said,""Marshal, I skinned that fellow last night and put it in the pot. I left you the entire hind leg, pig head, and pig belly. Don't think it's too little. After all, each family will have to share more. After a few dozen families, there won't be much left.”
Zhang Wenyuan nodded his head in agreement.
The old village chief was in his fifties. The reason why he was called old was because of respect and because he looked very old. In the countryside, people generally looked older than those in the city. This was related to their daily labor and lack of maintenance.
The old village chief's surname was Wang, and his name was Han Min. Back then, he was very close to Father Zhang. They had been brothers for decades. All these years, Father Zhang had not been around and had taken care of the Zhang family. He had never asked for 20,000 yuan back. He had a good reputation in the village, and he was fair and proper. Zhang Wenyuan had a good impression of him.
Seeing Zhang Wenyuan nod, the old village chief stood up and said,""Alright, the things have been delivered. I should go back. Bajin's leg bone was fractured. He had to go and take a look later.”
Zhang Wenyuan sent the old village chief out of the courtyard and returned to the house. He picked up the pork belly and looked at it carefully. A wild boar's stomach was a pig's stomach. This was a good thing. According to the Compendium of Materia Medica, pork belly was slightly warm and sweet. It had the effect of stopping inflammation and strengthening the stomach.
Wild boars with thick fur and hard skin ate a variety of food. They ate bamboo shoots, herbs, bird eggs, mushrooms, wild rabbits, mountain rats, poisonous snakes, centipedes, and anything that could be eaten. Although scientists had yet to reach a consensus on whether wild boars were immune to toxins. However, from the fact that the wild boar did not die from eating poisonous food, it could be said that the wild boar's stomach was immune to all poisons and evilness.
It was said that after a wild boar swallowed a poisonous snake, the poisonous snake's teeth would bite the inner wall of the wild boar's belly. The wild boar's belly, which had been soaked in various Chinese herbal medicines for a long time, had a set of methods to treat the poison and heal the wound. Granulation tissue would grow at the base of the wound, which would then form fiber tissue and scar tissue, leaving a " D " character on the gastric membrane on the surface of the stomach. The more " D " characters, the higher the medicinal value.
Modern medicine also showed that the substances in the pig's stomach could help digestion and promote metabolism. It had a certain medicinal effect on gastric bleeding, gastric ulcers, intestinal ulcers, and other ulcers.
Because the wild boar ate without any scruples, the fishy smell in the pig's stomach was very strong. Special methods were needed to remove the fishy smell without damaging its nutrition. Zhang Wenyuan didn't know if other people knew it, but he did. There were relevant records in the medicine book in the back room.
As for the boar's hind legs, they were all lean meat. The wild boar ran through the forest all year round. The excess fat was completely burned, leaving only strong muscles. The domestic pigsty was raised in a small world. All it did was eat and sleep. What it ate grew on its body, so it had a lot of fat.
Therefore, the growth cycle of wild boars was much longer than that of domestic pigs. Comparatively speaking, the meat of wild boars was tough and chewy, but it was rough. The meat of domestic pigs was fine and smooth, but there was too much fat and too greasy. As the living standards of the people in the city improved, people gradually rejected domestic pork.
Therefore, some people crossbred wild boars with domestic pigs. The meat produced by the next generation was both tough and delicate, not too greasy. Now, this kind of breeding was being promoted, and the meat produced was also widely loved by the citizens.
No matter what the people in the city wanted, in this remote village deep in the mountains, as long as it was meat, whether it was domestic pork or wild boar meat, whether it was lean meat or fat meat, the villagers would welcome it. Most people always judged others by their own standards, measuring the level of society as a whole by their own living standards and the small circles they came into contact with. How many people could imagine that in this era where most people chose to eat vegetables instead of pork, there were still countless people who ate meat once a month.
Zhang Wenyuan looked at his wife, who was beaming with joy, and Little Yaya, who seemed to be dripping water, and his heart was filled with warmth. As long as it was what they wanted, let alone a small wild boar, even if it was the entire world, Zhang Wenyuan would dare to use his strength to strike it.
He squatted down and scratched Xiao Ya's nose, asking,""Ya Ya, what do you want to eat? I'll cook for you personally at noon.”
"Stewed pork and vermicelli!" Xiao Ya gulped and said without hesitation.
Zhang Wenyuan couldn't help but feel pity for her. In her heart, the best food wasn't KFC or McDonald's, but the pork stewed vermicelli that the city children had long forgotten about.
"Alright, I'll make you pork stewed vermicelli and braised pork trotters for lunch," said Zhang Wenyuan with a smile. I promise I'll eat it again."
"Yes, Daddy is the best." Xiao Ya's pink little tongue licked her lips as she nodded vigorously.
" Okay," Zhang Wenyuan smiled and said to his wife," Wash the meat. I bought a bag of rice yesterday. I'll cook a few dishes for lunch.”
Without waiting for Jiang Yazhi and Jiang Xiaomei to ask, he pushed open the door and walked to the back room. There was no point in talking now. He would prove it when he made it in the afternoon.
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