"Here comes the water!"
He Yuzhu was holding a basin of boiled water, ready to shed the pig's fur after killing it.
It was not as convenient as Xu Damao in the space. The real process of killing pigs was troublesome.
At this moment, each family took a bucket to hold the pig's blood.
Xu Damao stood at the side and watched. Even if he wanted to leave, others wouldn't let him go. He was a great hero.
A fat pig weighing more than 200 catties was too rare.
The rolling mill was going to have a holiday. They had agreed not to send pigs for the next two days. In a few days, they would send 50 pigs to the factory at a time.
Anyway, there was Liu Guangtian and Yan Jiecheng, so it would be a waste not to use them.
……
Beside him, Yan Bugui and Yan Jiecheng were muttering.
"Hey, Boss, how did Xu Damao raise pigs to be so fat?”
No matter how Yan Bugui calculated, he felt that raising a pig weighing more than 200 catties was too exaggerated. It was comparable to a professional breeder.
How much food did the pigs have to feed to be so fat?
"Dad, why do you care so much? As long as we have pork to eat, it's fine. Why are you thinking so much? Besides, you don't know what Xu Damao is like in the rolling mill now.”
"Good heavens, the factory leaders often ask him to play movies for the leaders. It wouldn't be strange if he got some feed tickets.”
Yan Jiecheng often worked for Xu Damao and had pork trotters to eat every day. His days had never been so comfortable.
Therefore, he did not care about his father's words at all. As long as there was meat to eat, there was no need to care so much.
"You're right. I'd better think about how to give our family more benefits later.”
Yan Bugui's attention returned to the pig. He took the abacus that Third Aunt brought from home and began to calculate.
He had been observing this fat pig for more than half an hour.
This fat pig had at least 80% meat.
According to the calculation of 220 catties, there would be 176 catties of meat.
Of course, this was calculated by adding up all the meat on the pig.
In fact, when everyone split the meat, the ribs and whatnot weighed quite a bit.
In the center of the field, everyone was gathered together.
Swoosh!
He Yuzhu slashed down, and the fat pig bled profusely.
As expected of a chef who had been around for many years, he was fast, accurate, and ruthless.
Everyone immediately took turns to receive some pig blood. This was good stuff.
Regardless of whether it was made into blood sausage or blood tofu, the taste would be good if it was stewed with pickled vegetables.
Especially for the young and old. If they couldn't get any fat meat later, it wouldn't be bad to eat some blood tofu.
He Yuzhu was busy for a while before finally cleaning up the fat pig.
"That! Now, I'll personally distribute the meat to everyone.”
Yan Bugui immediately stepped forward and gestured for his wife to bring the things over.
Their tables, chopping boards, kitchen knives, pots and pans, they were all brought over.
"Ha! Third Master, it's rare for you to be so generous today.”
Liu Guangtian saw that Yan Bugui had brought so many tools from home and couldn't believe it.
Third Uncle was so stingy, why did he suddenly become generous?
Yan Bugui wanted to say a few polite words, but he was immediately choked by He Yuzhu.
"Third Uncle is very clear about this. Even if the pots and pans can't be stained with meat in a while, they have to be stained with some grease. This guy, Third Uncle, you don't even need to put oil in when you cook tomorrow.”
He Yuzhu could guess Yan Bugui's plan at a glance, so he said it directly.
"Silly Zhu, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute.”
Yan Bugui waved his hand, ruining his good mood.
Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong stood at the side, not knowing what to say.
Yan Laoxi was still the same Yan Laoxi.
She had thought that he had lost his temper, but he hadn't.
The interlude passed.
Everyone watched. Yan Bugui didn't intend to do anything. The meat distribution was indeed fair.
Those who had more fat would have less meat than others.
Those who were thin and fleshy were more than others.
Everyone was quite satisfied with the distribution.
However, the fattest piece was still given to the old lady.
Secondly, the fat meat that Yan Bugui had given them was much smaller than the others, so they couldn't say anything.
Xu Damao was given two pork knuckles. In Yan Bugui's words, he was a minister who raised pigs, so he had to get more.
Everyone agreed, so Xu Damao naturally chose to accept it. Otherwise, it would seem too strange.
He Yuzhu's family was given a piece of pork belly mainly because he killed the pig.
In short, the more fat they got, the happier they would be. Why? More oil and water meant that they could eat less food.
He wanted to cry but had no tears when he was given a lot of meat. Fortunately, the portion was quite large and was still acceptable.
Besides, there was still a meal during the new year.
After the pork was divided, the bones were divided. After the bones were divided, the water was divided as well.
……
"Alright, Old Yan, you're amazing!"
Liu Haizhong was holding a piece of fat and thin pork, and he was quite impressed by Yan Bugui.
Everyone was speechless at his distribution method. He was indeed a cultured person.
"Don't be so smug. Let's go home. Everyone, disperse.”
Yi Zhonghai didn't have the time to look at Yan Bugui's smug expression. He supported the old lady and sent her back to the backyard.
A middle-aged woman sent the things she had been given home.
"Third Uncle, you're amazing."
Xu Damao gave Yan Bugui a thumbs up. He had to admire him.
Third Master was indeed Third Master. He was stingy, but he had never thought of scamming others.
Even if they had taken advantage of him, the others really had nothing to say.
"Pack your things and go home to boil oil!"
The thing that Yan Bugui was most satisfied with was the kitchen knife used to split the pork. This thing was stained with a lot of pork fat.
After washing it with water, it could really be used to fry vegetables.
"Dad, you're still the best."
Yan Jiecheng had no choice but to admit defeat. Tonight, he had learned another move.
Endless benefits, truly endless benefits.
……
Xu Damao returned home and put the pork knuckle into his space.
Tonight, many people in the hospital would probably not be able to sleep again.
Why? The factory was going to be on holiday in a few days, and everyone would not be able to buy meat and vegetables.
The only hope now was the two pigs raised by Xu Damao.
At the moment, the market was still the same as usual. It was very difficult to buy eggs and pork.
Even if they were related, there was no way they could get in through the back door.
Now, every morning at three or four o'clock, there would be people lining up at the market.
They had waited for so long. If they dared not hide it and not sell it, they would definitely cause a ruckus.
As for those things, they were basically gone as soon as they were sent to the market.
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