This time to help, is the young man in the tunzi, among them to drive the carriage called Wang Shulin, quite a simple person, it is said that this is the first time he has seen a wild boar, has always been, the wild boar is the mountain god he fears in his heart.

As a result, the god was put down today, and he was even more in awe of Ding Fan, who was now sitting on the mountain god, because a person who could execute the mountain god was still an ordinary person?

Wang Shulin couldn't figure it out, and he didn't bother to think about it, Ding Fan was much more powerful than the old mountain god, and he killed the old mountain god in one fell swoop, which is not something ordinary people can do.

So on the way back, Wang Shulin always secretly looked at Ding Fan, as if he wanted to find something different from Ding Fan and ordinary people, even when he was in a hurry, he didn't have a moment, which provoked Zheng Sanpao to scold him along the way.

Ding Fan rested all the way, and finally returned to Turn-up Tun at almost three o'clock in the afternoon, but as soon as the carriage entered the village, it was immediately surrounded by a large group of people, and a group of wild boys followed behind the carriage, constantly coaxing, and shouting: "The old mountain god has been destroyed......

"Get out, go home, there are your things everywhere, and I owe you the virtue of your second aunt. Zheng Sanpao waved a short stick in his hand, drove the children around him aside, and scolded in his mouth, obviously because this afternoon, Zheng Sanpao wanted to find someone to go up the mountain, but in the end no one went, and he was sulking in his heart.

But the children's shouting, after all, still attracted a lot of adults to watch, except for the people who worked in the geography, they were basically alarmed, in addition to the car with a big wild boar, although everyone was very awe-struck, but when they saw Ding Fan and Zheng Sanpao, it was obvious with jealous eyes, and even some people's Adam's apple was trembling up and down.

Ding Fan saw that the effect was just right, and with these children helping to publicize, he saved trouble: "Third uncle, how many households are there in our tunzi?"

Zheng Sanpao thought for a while, and said casually: "There are a hundred and ten families, there are not many people." ”

Ding Fan nodded and said to Zheng Sanpao: "Then the third uncle will help, notify me, each family will come, and the family will go back with a catty, and help find someone else to clean up this big guy." ”

Ding Fan struggled to sit up from the boar's body, stretched out his hand and patted the boar's body twice.

On the way back, Ding Fan had already thought about it, and he didn't take out the old ginseng on his body, but this wild boar was directly divided on the spot, and it can be regarded as opening his first step in turning over Tun, trusting this thing is all slowly established, but Ding Fan didn't think about it, just driving a place to turn over Tun, this is just a beginning for Ding Fan.

Besides, this wild boar is not small, how many meals do you have to eat if you want to eat, it is estimated that it has not been eaten yet, this thing is going to rot, it is better for everyone to share it, it is considered to sell it for yourself, and there is an old ginseng on the body, the whole mountain, countless treasures, as long as you have the ability, you are afraid that you will die of poverty?

It's like holding gold bricks and asking for food everywhere.

And after Zheng Sanpao heard Ding Fan's words, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then his old face blossomed, stretched out his hand and patted Ding Fan's shoulder, stretched out his thumb to Ding Fan and said: "Okay, you kid is really righteous, don't eat alone, I'll call someone to you in a while and clean up this wild animal." ”

Ding Fan stretched out his hand and shook it and said, "I live in a public place, if the third uncle doesn't dislike it, can I borrow your place and use it?"

When Zheng Sanpao heard this, he waved his hand and slapped it on his forehead, and said: "Damn, my brain, forget this stubble, you are in the public gate, you killed it in my house, stay and eat tonight, I asked your aunt to help you stew a pot of delicious food, taste my sauerkraut." ”

Zheng Sanpao said happily to Ding Fan, and without paying attention, he reached out and patted Ding Fan's shoulder, which happened to touch the wound on Ding Fan's back, which hurt Ding Fan's teeth all the time.

Zheng Sanpao noticed the wound behind Ding Fan, and hurriedly said back his hand and said to Ding Fan: "I have medicine at home, I'll put it on you when I go back." ”

Zheng Sanpao said as he spoke, the carriage did not stop, and soon came to the door of Zheng Sanpao's house.

Zheng Sanpao's house is a very bright courtyard, with three mud tile houses, and at the door, I saw a sturdy aunt, who was cleaning up the dried mushrooms on the ground in the yard, and when she saw Zheng Sanpao coming back, she shouted loudly into the house: "Little rabbit, where did you die, your father is back." ”

After speaking, he put away all the mushrooms on the ground, and then hurriedly opened the door of the courtyard and welcomed Zheng Sanpao in, before Zheng Sanpao introduced Ding Fan, a very honest-looking man ran out of the back room, his height looked more than half a head taller than Ding Fan, and greeted Zheng Sanpao with a smile.

Zheng Sanpao was supporting Ding Fan in his hand, how could he have time to take care of him, and said to his son: "You go to the big transfer house and ask him to come over to help clean up the pigs." ”

The honest man nodded and replied, and immediately left.

Tunzi is not big, no one specializes in killing pigs, only Zhou Dazhuan has a little pig killing knife skills, it is said that he used to follow his father in the mountains as the leader, is the head of a group of old ginseng, since his father was killed by the black blind man on the mountain, he did not go up the mountain, specially cleaned up the fields at home, became a crop man, but who killed a pig in the family in the tunzi, he came to operate, and said that his craftsmanship was good.

Zheng Sanpao had a ready-made pigsty at home, and after entering the door, he asked his wife to put more than a dozen little piglets in the pigsty, and then helped Ding Fan into the house to give Ding Fan medicine.

After a while, a sturdy man appeared outside, running from outside, shouting from afar: "Who? Who killed the old mountain god?"

Dazhuan shouted as he ran into the courtyard of Zheng Sanpao's house, and at a glance he saw a wild boar in the middle of the yard, his eyes were shining, and his fingers trembled unnaturally, as if the knife on his waist had trembled excitedly.

"Brother Da Zhuan, right?" Ding Fan had just put the medicine on his body and was sitting shirtless in the yard, when he saw Da Zhuan coming, Ding Fan stood up, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Da Zhuan and said, "Just wait for you to divide the meat, the big guys are waiting here for that." ”

The people outside the courtyard, some of them still holding basins in their hands, were waiting outside with an excited face.

"Well done. Dazhuan took a breath of cigarette, took off his shirt, waved his hand, threw his clothes on the stool on the side, and then pulled out the pig-killing knife hanging on his body, and said to his back: "Bring the basin here." ”

A woman outside the yard hurriedly reached out and placed a large enamel basin beside the wild boar.

Da Zhuan held a whetstone in his hand, rubbed it twice, and then followed a knife under the boar's belly, followed the trend, and picked it up to the position of the pig's head, and released the remaining blood on the wild boar's body.

The big turn hand was very quick to unload the pig's head, and then the pig's trotters were also picked off from the pigskin one by one, a quick knife flew up and down, and it didn't take long for a whole piece of pigskin to be peeled off by the big turn.

Zheng Sanpao moved out a large table in the house, took the pig skin aside, and his son, the two of them lifted the skinned wild boar directly and put it on the table.

In less than an hour, a pig was divided into several large pieces, two ribs, a front trough and a back sheath, and the rest of the pig's trotters and pig's head, as well as a large basin of water.

After washing his hands, Dazhuan said to Ding Fan: "Is it really all divided?"

Ding Fan was holding a cigarette on the side, nodded and said, "It's divided, what are you waiting for?" Everyone is waiting to go home and eat meat, I have been hungry for a day, and I have long heard that the sauerkraut of the third uncle's family is a must in the tunzi, waiting for the pork to be drunk. ”

Hearing Ding Fan's words, he turned his mouth and said with a smile: "Chang Liang'er." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his knife like the wind, the butcher knife in his hand flew up and down, and the pork on the table was placed aside in strips, each piece was about a catty, as if it had been weighed.

The villagers who waited outside for a long time stepped forward one by one to receive a piece of pork, and they were happy as if they were celebrating the New Year, and when they left, they didn't forget to praise Ding Fan, and they gave Ding Fan a thumbs up at the very least.

The meat is all divided, and there are only Ding Fan and Zheng Sanpao's family left, as well as Da Zhuan and Wang Shulin.

Wang Shulin has been helping to divide the meat from the beginning, and he hasn't taken a breath until now, Zheng Sanpao asked Wang Shulin to stay at home to eat together, and it seems that the two have a good relationship.

There were more than 300 catties of pork on the table, and in the end there were only dozens of catties of pork and water left, as for the pork ribs, they were all out of the pot now, and the red firewood kept spitting out the tongue of fire, and it didn't take long for the fragrance to come out of the pot, and the aroma almost permeated the entire turnover, and it also completely aroused the cravings in Ding Fan's stomach.

Ding Fan then remembered that he didn't seem to have eaten today.

Zheng Sanpao helped Ding Fan to sit down on the kang in his house, followed by Dazhuan and Wang Shulin, and a circle of people sat on the kang in Zheng Sanpao's house, surrounded by a small table very lively.

A plate of pork liver will be fried, a plate of pork heart with sharp peppers, a plate of white meat with garlic, and a large pot of sauerkraut and big bones in the middle, plus a few dipping pickles are considered greasy, and the fragrance really makes Ding Fan want to take a second bite after taking a bite.

And Zheng Sanpao's own sauerkraut is really a must, Ding Fan really has nothing to say, it tastes different from what he eats in other places, and later I heard that this is pickled in Zheng Sanpao's family with two generations of old jars, and most people don't have it.

While a few people were eating the dishes, Zheng Sanpao also took out all the old soju he treasured, and saw the little red fruits on it, which were very cute, but after opening the wine jar, Ding Fan didn't associate this little red fruit with cuteness.

Because Ding Fan saw a colorful snake in the big glass jar, Ding Fan took a small sip carefully, and felt that he had just drunk a big sip of hot oil, and his stomach was burning, but fortunately, Ding Fan had experienced this yesterday, and hurriedly took a piece of white meat and stuffed it into his mouth, which relieved his breath.

"Good wine and good meat, it's best to have it every day, cheers ......"