The rich second generation's words amused everyone: I was already on the road to HJ City by private jet, but it was not really only he who knew.

Yun Yang was taken aback, just now he thought that this guy was joking in his private message, but he didn't expect it to be coming!

The internal organs fell, Yun Yang and Uncle all did it, and even Uncle Han had to start cleaning up the small intestines. Yunyang cleans the large intestine, and the uncle cleans the pork belly, these two are the most uncomfortable. Fortunately, it is not a domestic pig, and the internal organs of wild boars are not so smelly. However, it is difficult to clean up the pork belly, this thing is a big supplement, and it is stewed with snakes and pheasants stuffed into the belly, which is comparable to a century-old ginseng stewed old hen!

But Han Beibei was recording with a depressed face, since the group of girls in the live broadcast room began to shout that they liked male gods, and they also called their husbands, Han Beibei almost went berserk!

The pork liver is divided into several portions, and some of them will be put into the pig-killing dish, which is actually a hodgepodge. A part of it is stir-fried with garlic leaves, and the sand is soft and fragrant. The pig lungs are used to make soup at night, and the pig hearts are marinated with the pig's head at night, and it is also a good hand to make this Yunyang.

Cut off the pig's head, Grandpa Han put it in an iron tong, and put it in the cave in the back mountain, which is a natural refrigerator. The watermelon becomes extremely cold in less than two hours.

Wild boar is cut into five pieces, one for each family. The three smaller wild boars, Uncle Han, had already contacted a three-star hotel in the county town and pulled them away in the afternoon, which were old customers, waiting for the game from several nearby villages every year.

"Grandpa Feng, the iron pot is hot!", after cleaning the pig's large intestines, Yun Yang set up the iron pot in the yard, and shouted at Old Man Feng after it was hot.

"If you stir-fry this pork rump and pork belly, you must burn out the oil. The pork rump itself has less lard, not to mention the wild boar, but the pork belly has a lot of oil, and Yun Yang stir-fried it for almost ten minutes before the oil came out.

Immediately put the small intestine and part of the large intestine down and stir-fry, then fried tofu, as well as ingredients such as green onions, ginger and garlic, the most important is chili pepper and sauerkraut, and finally taro.

A large cauldron, just out of the pot, the tangy aroma is already in the courtyard.

After putting half a catty of soju, Grandpa Feng covered the pot and simmered for another hour to be soft and glutinous, and it melted in the mouth.

Wild boar meat is very tough, that is, the roughness of people's mouths, so it should be stir-fried and stewed more, the most important thing is that it has a foul smell, so the ingredients are very important.

At half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, the workers were also invited to come over for a meal. A big pot, with a little bit of them, people can't eat it all.

As a result, more than 20 people, a large iron pot and two pieces of beer, just finished eating. Yun Yang opened another bowl for Han Beibei, it was really uncomfortable, Yun Yang had to clip it to her. After everyone finished eating, she ended the live broadcast.

This meal not only made many netizens shout that they did this to kill pigs, but also made them shout that Xiao Er had no conscience, let them eat the air, and almost couldn't help but eat their mobile phones!

"Okay, friends, I'm going to go to the reservoir with my uncle in the afternoon to release water, and I'll be on the live broadcast when the time comes. Everyone will rest, otherwise you will have no energy in the afternoon, and you will be hacked by the boss!", Yun Yang said jokingly.

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There are many similar situations, and many people enjoy watching it, but they forget about their work.

Yun Yang accompanied his father to send his mother back to his uncle's house, and now the house has begun to be whitewashed, and it will take two days. I had to wait two more days to move in, and the lime smell was quite pungent.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun was the most poisonous, Yun Yang prepared his straw hat, Han Beibei put on his sleeves, a big straw hat on his head, and followed behind Yun Yang and Uncle in full gear, and the live broadcast started again.

"The Bailong River Reservoir, like some historical reservoirs in the country, was built during the Great Leap Forward. At that time, except for cement and steel bars, the rest of the people were carried by shoulders. The area of the reservoir is not large, but the water area is not small, two or three thousand acres. The water storage is about tens of millions of cubic meters. The deepest point is about twenty meters, not far from the dam. Yun Yang briefly introduced the basic situation of the reservoir.

"The base of the dam is made of bluestone and cement reinforced columns. There are two outlets, one two meters from the top of the dam, which is designed to prevent the dam from flooding, as everyone should know. There is also a water outlet that goes straight to the bottom, which is intercepted with steel plates. What we have to do today is to lift the steel plates on top one by one and release the water. Seeing that I don't have an iron hoist in my hand, I'll use it to lift the iron plate later. Yunyang raised the manual crane in his hand, which is what everyone calls the gourd.

A small iron gourd can lift thousands of pounds of heavy objects.

A path led north to the valley, which had not been cleared for a long time, and was almost covered with shrubs, reeds, and thorns.

During this time, they also walked over the edge of several traps where they had just caught wild boars.

The uncle took out a long knife in front of him and cut down some thorns and trees that stood in his way, and threw them aside.

It took almost an hour for the three of them to reach the reservoir. I saw a blue-gray dam like a broken dragon knife, lying across the blue-green water dragon!

Outside is the sound of rumbling falling water, inside the rippling blue waves, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and white cranes, the shore is shaded by green trees, a hundred flowers are blooming, and migratory birds are flocks.

From time to time, a kingfisher or osprey skimmes the water, picks up a small fish, spreads its wings, and disappears into the mountains and trees.

A white egret or unknown water birds, wild ducks leisurely paddling the soles of their feet on the water surface, seeing the opportunity to quickly dive into the water, and then appear on the surface of the water, a fish has fallen into the mouth, cautiously turn their heads and look around, the slightest movement, was quickly swallowed!

The beauty of the lake and the mountains, the rippling blue waves, really confirms the lyrics:

The shadow of the stream, the sky is at the bottom of the clear stream. There are clouds in the sky, and people are in the clouds. Who is singing and Yu? Neither ghosts nor immortals, a song of peach blossom water.

Of course, it is very suitable to change it to a song of Dongjiang water, and now the peach blossoms are gone, but the flowers of many miscellaneous trees on the mountain are also very beautiful.

The dam is old, and there are even a lot of weeds growing in the cracks of the bluestone. But even so, the dam still looks sturdy.

Both sides of the dam are gentle slopes, and in previous years, the uncle also planted fruits, watermelons, bayberry and so on. It's just that the bayberry is dead and withered, and the watermelon field has long been covered with weeds.

Crossing the bridge above the spillout, the trio came to the middle. The drain chute here leads to the bottom of the dam and completely drains the water from the reservoir.

Yun Yang explained to netizens that it was a steel plate that blocked the drain tank, one weighing thousands of catties, six or seven pieces from top to bottom.

"This must be considered a cultural relic, right? Joke. But these iron plates are really a lot old, about the same age as my uncle. So far, there has been rust, but it is fine. You can imagine the craftsmanship of the craftsmen back then. Yun Yang sighed, and Han Beibei cooperated with the camera to the iron plate.