Siheyuan, Level 2 Driver, Wife, Fatty Di
47 The whole village was eating pig-slaughtered vegetables together!

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After all, they were not married yet.

At Reba's request, Zhang Ping 'an had no choice but to let go of her.

"I'm going back to my room. Sleep well tonight.”Reba gently kissed Zhang Ping 'an's cheek, then turned around and walked out of the house.

Zhang Ping 'an watched her leave and lay down to sleep.

Previously, he had to trade goods with Big Boss Wang in the middle of the night. Now, he had to seize the time to catch up on sleep.

In the middle of the night,

While Reba and Old Deeny were asleep.

Zhang Ping 'an quietly got up, took out his bicycle, and rode down the mountain.

It was not easy to walk at night, and the mountain road at night was even more difficult to walk.

Fortunately, his car was equipped with headlights and his driving skills were superb.

Finally, they arrived at their destination before the agreed time with Big Man Wang ended.

There was a large warehouse here. Zhang Ping 'an found the second warehouse.

After greeting the guards, he asked them to leave and come back in half an hour.

The warehouse had already been emptied according to the requirements, so the gatekeeper was not afraid of Zhang Ping 'an's fraud and left directly.

Zhang Ping 'an opened the warehouse door and began to move.

Soon, all the fruits were transferred from the system space to the warehouse.

Half an hour later.

Wang Da Na brought his men to the warehouse.

Seeing the warehouse full of pears and apples, he nodded and handed a key to Zhang Pingan.

" According to your request, the guards and gatekeepers of warehouse 18 have temporarily been separated…"

Wang Da Na was not afraid that the other party would play tricks and steal from other warehouses.

Firstly, there was nothing in the warehouse.

Secondly, since Zhang Ping 'an could get so many fruits as promised,

It could be seen that he was also a sincere businessman.

In business, one had to do it for a long time.

The two of them had now become partners in Fengtian and Sijiu City.

Basic trust was still needed.

Zhang Ping 'an followed the previous agreement and went to another warehouse.

Wang Da Na was very considerate.

This warehouse was diagonally opposite to the one from yesterday. It was very far away.

Both sides did not disturb each other when they were transporting goods.

When they arrived, Zhang Ping 'an opened the door.

Inside were the materials that Wang Da Na had exchanged with him.

He closed the door and examined it carefully.

On the left side of the wall was a large pile of sacks filled with hazelnuts, pine nuts, peanuts, and other dried fruits. Each bag weighed about 200 catties.

Among them, Zhang Ping 'an wanted the most soybeans because they had many uses and sold quickly.

On the right, white flour and rice, broomcorn rice, and cornflour.

They were packed in cloth bags, each bag weighing about 100 jin.

All kinds of dried mushrooms, dried mushrooms, and dried vegetables were packed in woven bags.

There were also furs, such as tiger fur, mink fur, sheepskin, and so on.

They were all tied up into bundles according to their types and placed neatly.

In addition,

There was also soybean oil, killed and unhandled roe deers, live sheep, and live pigs.

Zhang Ping 'an carefully counted each item. After confirming that there was no mistake, he put everything into the system space.

After doing all this, he did not go out directly.

Instead, he smoked a few cigarettes. When it was about time, he turned around and left.

The reason why he was stalling for time was that he did not want the other party to be suspicious.

After dealing with the goods, he rushed back to Ma 'er Mountain. When he arrived at Old Di's house, he said,

It was already past five in the morning.

Fortunately, it was winter now. If it were summer, the sky would probably be bright by now.

When they arrived, Zhang Ping 'an lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

....

Soon, it was past nine in the morning.

Zhang Ping 'an woke up from his sleep and saw Reba already busy in the kitchen.

Seeing him get up, Reba wiped her hands on her apron.

Then, he scooped out a bowl of hot water from the big wooden pot and mixed it with a little cold water.

He tested the temperature with his hand and said,

"Come and wash your face. Quickly wash your face. In a while, Grandpa will bring the people who will kill the pigs.”

Slaughtering pigs?

Yes.

He had killed a wild boar yesterday.

Zhang Ping 'an scooped up some hot water and washed it with soap.

She had just finished washing.

Old Deeny led the people from Zhang Clan's Zigou to the courtyard.

One of them was pushing a cart with two wheels. There was a big black pot and a toolbox on the cart.

Behind this group of people was a group of women in cotton-padded jackets and children who were joining in the fun.

Seeing the huge wild boar, everyone was extremely surprised.

"This pig must weigh a few hundred pounds!"

"It's a pity that I've been dead for so long that I can't eat blood sausage.”

"Wow, wow, there's a butcher's dish to eat!!”

"This pig is so big. Its fur alone can be sold for a lot of money.”

“...”

"One pig, two bears, and three tigers. Old Di, you're really not old yet. You can even kill this wild boar!”The village chief patted Old Deeny's shoulder.

"I didn't kill him. It was him." Old Deeny pointed at Zhang Ping 'an, who had just walked out of the house.

The village chief took a look.

Wasn't this the young man who asked him about Old Deeny's whereabouts yesterday?

Then, he looked at the wound on the wild boar's stomach.

"Hey, young man, did you kill this pig with my knife?”

"Yes, it's all thanks to your saber. I ran out of bullets and had to fight to the death.”Zhang Ping 'an took out a cigarette and lit it up.

The village chief nodded and couldn't stop praising.

However, no one suspected that Zhang Ping 'an had a gun.

Guns weren't banned in this era, so many hunters had guns.

Seeing that it was almost time,

Old Deeny started to call for the pigs to be slaughtered.

Every year in the northeastern countryside, pigs were killed. Everyone had experience.

The men in the village did not say anything else. They walked over and untied the tortoiseshell binding on the wild boar.

Then, he tied its four legs with ropes and passed it over with two thick wooden sticks.

The four adult men each stood on one side and shouted as they carried the pig into the house.

"Killing pigs in the house?" Zhang Ping 'an raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's cold here. If we don't kill them in the house, the water will freeze soon.”

The huge wild boar was carried into the house and placed on the chopping board beside the pot.

Inside the house.

There were already women who had brought the large iron pot that Butcher had brought over and were boiling hot water.

The butcher took his bag.

He took out a butcher knife, a chisel, a spatula, an axe, an oilstone, an apron, and so on.

She put on the apron and arranged the rest of the things one by one.

Only then did he look at the pig's wound and shake his head.

"The wound is too big.”

The purpose of blowing air on a dead pig with its buttocks stuffed was to make the pig bulge up and have no wrinkles on its body so that it could be shaved easily.

However, the wound on the pig's stomach was nearly one meter long. There was no way to blow at it.

Then he could only shave his fur directly.

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