80s Taoism

"Call the flowers, call the flowers, the old nine is killing pigs today, shall we go see the killing of pigs?" Zhang Yuanbao came to the gardening farm early in the morning and called Zhang Biaohua.

It has been a few days since returning from London, Zhang Jiaohua has resumed her old life again, and the experience of seeing Huayan suddenly became a dream.

"Killing pigs? Their family is going to have a drink?" Zhang Jiaohua didn't feel surprised either, thinking that Master Tu's house was ready to do a good job. Meizi'ao is relatively remote and life is tight. I don't have much money to go to town to buy vegetables for any major business. Therefore, when planning to do something big, raise a pig in advance, and then kill the pig when the task is done, and the meat and vegetables will be available. In addition, go to the town to do some necessary items, and then you can do alcohol.

"I didn't hear Chunsheng talking about it?" Zhang Yuanbao was a little confused, really, nothing serious about it, why did you kill the pig? But this is what Chunsheng said personally, and there should be nothing wrong with it.

The dumb man also ran over, with the same purpose as Zhang Yuanbao, but the news he knew was more detailed, "Listen to Chunsheng, his father said that he would kill pigs and put them in the village for sale. This is just not New Year's Day, who is willing to buy it? Meat? I think Lao Jiu wants to smoke bacon. In such a hot weather, I am afraid that the bacon will stinks before it is smoked."

"You know what a fart. Many people want to eat meat, but unfortunately they can't buy it until the town. If the old nine kills pigs, I'm sure to let my parents support a few catties." Zhang Yuanbao thought of eating meat. Swallow. A big piece of fat, the taste of eating oil in your mouth, oops, the saliva came out.

"Hurry up and see. When I came just now, the old nine's family was already boiling water and catching pigs," said the dumb.

"I'll get a tile bowl." Zhang asked Hua Deng to rush to the kitchen to find a tile bowl.

Liu Qiaoye grabbed the begging flower, "Zubzai, where are you going?"

Zhang Jiaohua has been abroad for several days, and Liu Qiaoye has lost his soul. These two days, he has been staring at the cub, as if he was afraid of being snatched away.

"The old nine kills pigs. I'm going to catch pig blood. It's been a long time since I've been sipping pig blood soup." Zhang told Peanuts that he couldn't pretend to be too late.

"Others kill pigs. Pig blood may be useful. If you don't want to do it, you don't know how to do it, don't you?" Liu Qiaoye hurriedly asked, and when the call was gone, Liu Qiaoye recovered. For festival, what is the old nine family killing pig?"

When Zhang Jiaohua ran to Lao Jiu's house, Lao Jiu was already catching pigs in the pigpen with some helpers. No matter how stupid a pig is, when he is caught and killed, he is afraid of death. Three strong men, two cuffed their ears, and one caught the tail. The pig was more than two hundred jin, desperately trying to resist going out. Stools have been set up outside, and grass pots have been placed (grass tray: a wooden pot specially used for cleaning pigs. The pot is large, so the whole pig can be soaked in it, so that the pig hair can be scalded with boiling water. This can be Pull out the pork hair roots from the meat, the pork grains will not leave the hair roots.). There was also a clean wooden plate ready to be used for blood.

Lu Guifeng saw Zhang Jiaohua approaching with a tile bowl, and said with a smile, "Call the flower, you are really well informed. Before you heard the call to kill the pig, you took the basin to pretend to be blood."

"If I waited until the pig cried and ran here, you would have put the pig blood in the basin." Zhang Jiaohua said with a smile.

"It was Yuanbao and the dumb dog who ran to inform you of the news, right?" Lu Guifeng saw Zhang Yuanbao and the dumb who were also panting, and understood them all.

"Aunt Guifeng, what good things do your family do?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

"Don't do anything good." Lu Guifeng deliberately sold off.

"Then how does your family kill pigs?" Zhang Jiaohua asked puzzledly.

Lu Guifeng chuckled, "I have to ask? I haven't killed pigs for a long time, don't you want to eat pork? Your family doesn't worry about eating meat, but you eat bacon every day, don't you get tired of it? You say you Do you like fresh meat or bacon?"

"Of course fresh meat is good to sip, but fresh meat is not to be put, and it will smell if you don’t finish it. It’s hard to go back to the street before you can sip the meat. The masters in several cities in the factory are afraid of eating bacon. I want to sip fresh meat." Zhang Jiaohua also wants to eat fresh meat. After the meat is smoked and cured, it can be kept for a long time, but the umami and flavor of the fresh meat is exhausted.

"That's right, I will put pig blood later, go back and call your parents to cut the pork. This pig we killed is all used to sell. Hasn't the village been without meat for a long time? My family will often Killing pigs and selling pork." Lu Guifeng feels light when he speaks, and is in a good mood. Every family has started to pursue their own business, but their family has been quiet.

Lu Guifeng, a man who knows a craft, is the only Master Tu in Meizitang. But let alone Meizitang, even the entire Meiziao kills more pigs throughout the year. The other thing is that whoever does something big will kill pigs. This craft is not a craft for raising a family.

Both Lu Guifeng and Zhang Laojiu, a man, are in good health. The family grows no less fields than others, and raises no fewer livestock than others. But seeing others run factories and open wasteland to grow tea trees. To run a pig farm. They are not less handy than others, and they are not stupid than others, but they have no way out. Don't mention how anxious it is.

A few days ago, the couple sighed and talked about family affairs after finishing their work at night.

"Worry!" Zhang Laojiu opened the quilt and got out naked, fumbled for a cigarette from the cabinet, and lit one.

"Why are you in a hurry?" Lu Guifeng wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand.

"There are Ping and Qiaoye couples, they are better than us, but now they have set up a factory, which is booming, and the whole village is helping their family. Dayun, he hasn't gotten a job at the age of forty. Madam, now you have built such a big tea hill, and within three years, you will definitely get rich. Isn’t your little girl still looking for her husband’s house? Don’t find it, it’s just a big cloud. The age difference is a little bit different, but you believe I, I will follow Dayun in the future, so I will live a good life." Zhang Laojiu took a puff of cigarette.

Lu Guifeng almost kicked Zhang Laojiu out of the bed without a kick, "Why don't you marry your sister to him?"

"Can you marry? I haven't left five households yet. If I can marry, I will definitely marry my Yaomei to Dayun. Look at Dayun, she is as strong as a cow, so surely your sister will die. "Zhang Laojiu smiled.

Lu Guifeng finally couldn't help kicking Zhang Laojiu off the bed, "It's not serious."

Lu Guifeng didn't use much effort. Zhang Laojiu followed the bed under the woman's legs, and by the way, he wiped the flesh of the woman's legs.

Zhang Laojiu laughed for a long time, and Lu Guifeng also laughed for a long time.

In the end, Lu Guifeng said, "Let's just talk and laugh about this. You must not go to my house and talk nonsense. Otherwise, my father will have to chase you to Meizitang with a kitchen knife."

"When you came to my house back then, the first night, I put you on the bed. Didn't your father chase me for dozens of miles with a kitchen knife? This old man is really true. As an old girl at home?" Zhang Laojiu's mouth is full of seriousness.

Lu Guifeng remembered what happened back then, and couldn't help but smile, "You were also bad at that time, and the belts of your pants were torn off for you."

"Madam, let me tell you something business." Zhang Laojiu now talked about business.

"What business?" Lu Guifeng asked.

"I want to kill pigs!" Zhang Laojiu said very seriously.

"It's not a year but a festival, who asked you to kill the pig?" Lu Guifeng asked puzzledly.

"I want to kill our pig." Zhang Laojiu said again.

"But it's time? Buttering pigs, slaughter tax, and stamp tax. When it comes to the town, there is also a transaction tax. After a bit of meat is removed, it is better to sell it directly." Lu Guifeng shook his head.

"I mean killing them and selling them in the village. Look, you can sell a half of them if you have a flat factory. Believe it or not? Now every family in the village is making money in the flat factory, and no one has a few families. Living money? Now that the pigs are killed, every family will come to cut the meat. This slaughter tax cannot be saved. Can we not pay the stamp tax? There is also no transaction tax. This saves a lot of money. "Zhang Laojiu calculated that even Lu Guifeng felt that this path would work.

Zhang Laojiu continued, "In the future, if we kill a pig every few days, don't we have a livelihood? It really doesn't work. I can also send it to the neighboring village to sell it. It takes an hour to ride a heavy-duty bicycle."

"Okay! I support you. Let's kill our house pig first. Try the water~www.wuxiahere.com~ If it works, then go on. If it doesn't work, treat it as a tooth-slaying ceremony!" Courageous woman.

The couple decided on their future plans in bed, and they were excited again.

The wind in the village was so crazy that night.

"Then I'll call my mother over to cut the meat later!" Zhang Jiaohua said happily.

Zhang Laojiu and others pushed the strong pig down on the bench, the pig struggled vigorously, but couldn't get rid of it, and howled hysterically.

Zhang Laojiu was a veteran of killing pigs. He went in with a knife. As soon as the knife withdrew, pig blood spurted out.

Zhang Jiaohua didn't rush over to pick up the pig blood, and waited for the pig blood to bleed for a while before picking it up with a tile bowl. Pig blood is not a valuable thing. Anyone who kills pigs at home can take a bowl to pick up a little.

"Have you ever been to a foreign country, have you eaten capitalist meals, and come back to eat pig blood soup?" Zhang Laojiu smiled.

"Old Uncle Jiu, you will make money by killing pigs in the future, do you want my Aunt Guifeng to be a woman-in-law?" Zhang Jiaohua asked rhetorically.

"Your mouth is really amazing. Did Xiaoye teach you?" Everyone laughed, and Lu Guifeng also laughed and asked while laughing.

"My mother won't teach me to say this. Aunt Guifeng, I will send the pig blood back first, and then call my mother to come and cut the pork. You ask Old Uncle Jiu to save some good meat. Those city people in the factory don't like it. Eat fatty meat." Zhang Biaohua looked back one step at a time.

"If you want, don't worry, you must save a piece of good meat for your family. Don't you fall, it's really pig blood." Lu Guifeng smiled. (To be continued.), ++This site builds a free error-free and ad-free novel APP is now online! Already 3 million Taoists have chosen the app on this site, and a variety of classic books from netizens recommend it! Don't worry about the book shortage anymore! Follow the WeChat public account xhsjyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy) to download the novel client【