Canghai squatted on the ground and smoked a cigarette, listening to the villagers chatting about family life, what was new in which village, and which two people in Zhuangzi were fighting because of something, anyway, it was all a short matter in these family routines, and I don't know how these old and young masters were so concerned about such news.

Li Liren's craftsmanship is very good, needless to say, several sheep of the Canghai family last year were peeled by Li Liren. After squatting here for more than ten minutes, Li Liren peeled off a whole sheep, and a whole sheepskin was hung on an old dead tree in front of his dirt platform.

The old tree has been dead for several years, and now even if there is water, it can't be saved, and there was no movement last year, and this year there is no spit out a young shoot, it seems that it is a nephew attending the funeral - there is no salvation (uncle).

"Sheepskin for a jacket?" Canghai asked, looking at the sheepskin hanging on the dead tree.

Hu Shijie said with a smile: "Now there is still a lot of effort, waiting to sell it directly to the fur dealer when I go to the town, and now not many people wear sheepskin jackets."

Canghai thought about it for a while and felt that it was also, now it is rare to see the sheepskin jacket that was common before, not to mention that there are no people in the market town and even in the village wearing it.

It's a good thing not to wear it, because the countryman's kneading skills in leather are not very passable, even if you work hard, few people can rub the smell of sheepskin, usually there will always be a smell on the body, plus the water source was tight before, and I didn't take a bath once a month, and then put on a sheepskin jacket, the smell of the body can be imagined.

This kung fu, Liu Aifen has already taken a big wooden barrel and placed it under the sheep's body, Li Liren held a sharp knife to poke and pull the sheep's belly, and directly cut the sheep's belly, Liu Aifen reached out and pulled, and the sheep's internal organs fell into the wooden barrel.

"Haiwazi, do you want meat?" Li Liren raised his head and asked Canghai.

Canghai replied: "Well, it's all meat, my family has a guest tonight, and I'm going to eat it in a shabu-shabu."

"Shabu-shabu?"

Li Liren said: "It's not okay to make a pot of mutton alone, wait a while to take a plate of mutton blood back, then put it on the pot, and then adjust some sauce, it tastes beautiful."

"Wait until I'll give you some sheep lungs."

"When I'm done taking care of the sheep intestines, I'll send you a little bit over."

Listening to what the villagers said, Canghai thanked him repeatedly: "No need, no need, just have meat, the guests who come are carnivores, and they don't eat offal."

"What kind of guest?"

"Wen Yiyi of the tree planting company in the west, Boss Wen, is that foreigner," Canghai said.

Everyone nodded and said, "It's him."

A foreigner ran here to plant trees, not to mention the townspeople, and even there are few people in the county town who don't know, this thing is too explosive for the people of the small county, the small county town is not a big city, and there are not a few foreign faces in the country, so now Wen Yiyi's reputation is much higher than that of Canghai, the big boss behind the scenes.

"Are you free at night to come to my house to accompany a guest?" Canghai immediately asked out loud when he saw that everyone had made up so many things.

"Aren't you polite to us?" asked Hu Shijie.

"I'll be polite to you," Canghai said with a smile.

Hu Shijie was interested in Wen Yiyi, and opened his mouth and said, "Then can I go?"

"All come, all come!" Cang Hai immediately opened his mouth when he saw it.

In this way, the elders of the village started to accompany Canghai.

Seeing that there were four or five more people, Canghai had to turn back and get some more side dishes that were originally prepared, so that there was not enough time to eat.

Canghai washed the vegetables here, and Li Liren came with the newly made mutton.

"Haiwazi, what do you think of this meat?" Li Lixu took the meat in his hand and waved it at Canghai.

When Canghai saw this mutton, he immediately stretched out his thumb: "It's beautiful."

The newly killed mutton has an attractive pink color, and from time to time you can see a little oil flower hanging between the muscles, whether it is from the appearance or freshness of the nothing, plus it is raised in the village, most of it is fed with grass, and the appropriate amount is accompanied by a little grain, although it is not as good as the pure grass-fed mutton of the Canghai family last year, but now it is placed in the supermarket of the big city, and if you want to buy such mutton, you have to meet great luck.

"What do you say?" Li Liren didn't just bring his mouth over to eat, he was also going to cook mutton.

"Let's make half of the lamb chops, cut the lamb leg, your craftsmanship is good, cut it as thin as possible, and cook it quickly" Canghai put forward his own request.

Li Liren nodded, carried the mutton to the kitchen counter, drew the bone chopping knife and snapped it a few times before starting to divide the meat.

The meat that is not used today was handed over to Canghai for disposal, and Li Liren continued to divide the lamb chops and remove the big bones. The lamb chops are chopped into three or four centimeters in length, all of which are Meimei sub-chops, that is, a rib in the middle, the kind with a circle of meat around it, and the big bones cut out of the leg of mutton in two, which are used to simmer the broth just to make the base soup of the shabu-shabu.

"Ping'an, what are you crazy about, hurry up and make a fire, such a big baby doesn't have any eyesight at all" Li Liren saw Ping'an squatting outside and playing with the orangutan, and immediately brought this kid to light the fire.

"Okay!"

As soon as Ping An heard this, he patted his ass and ran to the back of the earthen stove and began to light a fire to burn the pot.

Making mutton Li Liren is the master, Canghai can only be a student, as a chef who used to do red and white things for people, Li Liren's cooking level is not first-class, but the absolute public taste, as a chef in the northwest mutton, it is almost a housekeeping skill.

Besides, what family here would invite a cook who can't even cook a mutton feast.

The mutton bones were put into the pot, boiled to remove the foam, took them out and passed through cold water, washed them with the ingredients and re-put them into the pot over low heat and simmered, restarted the pot and began to make the whole lamb chops and cut the mutton.

Canghai also has a sharp knife, and Li Licheng's work is good, and the mutton is really as thin as a piece of paper.

"Second Grandpa Li, your craftsmanship is really amazing" Canghai praised on the side,

Li Liren said: "Your knife is really sharp, where did you buy it?"

Li Liren originally thought that he would also get such a good set of knives, but when he heard the price of Cang's poster, he immediately stopped thinking about it, and he was reluctant to spend such a large sum of money to buy a set of kitchen knives.

"Come on!"

At this time, with a shout, Li Licheng appeared at the door, holding a small basin in his hand, which contained a small half of the washed and cut sheep intestines.

"Where?"

Li Liren stretched out his hand and pointed to the operating table next to him: "Just put it on the ground, wait for them to bring the things over and stew them."

Li Licheng arrived for a while, and the others came one after another with things, and the last ones to come were Canghai's third uncle and third aunt.

Li Liren and Canghai were busy in the kitchen, and the rest of the people squatted on the platform in front of Canghai's house and continued to chat, waiting for the banquet to start.

"Someone is coming!"

"Haiwazi, that Boss Wen is here."

Canghai, who was busy in the kitchen, heard this, stretched out his head to look outside, and sure enough, he found a small figure in the distance walking towards the village, and it seemed that the figure was riding a livestock.

Li Liren also saw it, so he said to Canghai: "Haiwazi, you go to receive guests, we are almost ready here."

"Okay, the pot is next to it, you can do it yourself when the time comes," Canghai said.

As he spoke, he wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen towards the entrance of the village.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I happened to meet Wen Yiyi.

"How do you ride a mule?"

As soon as he saw Wen Yi, Canghai asked with a smile.

Wen Yiyi, who is tall and a big horse, is still riding a short mule, a little taller than a donkey, and the whole person's legs are almost touching the ground, plus he is now dressed up, and a foreign face looks very funny with the clothes of an old peasant in the countryside.

Wen Yiyi didn't think so, and got off the mule with a crooked body: "This place is also suitable for mules, and the two horses I bought have all been torn and broken in just a year, and I have no choice but to sell them." By the way, the conditions in your place are good, not as miserable as you say, much better than ours."

"Last year, the rain was good, and some grass grew," Canghai said casually.

Taking the reins from Wen Yiyi's hand, Canghai directly bolted the mule to the tree next to him.

"Get some forage," Wen Yi said immediately when he saw Cangjiang's frame.

"If you don't leave tonight, if you don't go, you go up, I'll tie the mule to the livestock shed in the village" Canghai nodded when he saw Wen, untied the reins again, and led the mule to the direction of the livestock shed in the village.

When they arrived at the livestock shed to tie the mules and returned to their homes, Wen Yiyi was already squatting on the ground like Hu Shijie and the others, and seemed to be chatting very warmly.

"You don't need to introduce it, right?" said Cang Hai.

"No need to introduce, Boss Wen, we all know each other," Li Licheng said with a smile.

Canghai squatted beside Wen Yiyi, and after listening for a while, he understood, now Wen Yiyi is talking to everyone about getting rich, whether it is correct or not, anyway, Wen Yiyi is like a head, which can be very confusing, and Canghai who listens to it feels like he has met some kind of lecturer who is engaged in spreading the sales.

"Let's eat!"

With Li Licheng's shout, everyone who was originally squatting on the ground got busy, setting the table and looking for the bench, and the bench was not enough, and the one who was close went home to bring his own bench.

The table is a big back table, there is a hole in the middle to put a pot, this table is not Canghai's, but Li Liren's, the hole in the middle of the pot is not small, you can put an iron basin with a diameter of forty or fifty centimeters, and there is a shelf for setting a fire below, which is completely a rural version of a heroic hot pot.

The big pot is full of meat, and the haggis is matched with the big bones of the lamb, boiling out the milky white soup, and there is a layer of red pepper oil floating on the top of the soup, and the meat is immediately fragrant.

Several bottles of wine were placed on the table, two bowls in front of each person, the large bowl was for meat, and the small bowl was reserved for drinking, and the wine in each small bowl was empty when it was filled with four wine bottles.

Canghai is the master, and he always has to say two sentences at this opening table, seeing everyone looking at him, Canghai stood up with a bowl.

"Forget it, let's take the wine in the bowl and eat and drink!"

After speaking, Canghai took a sip of wine with a smile, which was the end of the opening speech.