After seeing that Wu Minxia's arrogance was almost suppressed, Wu Xiaozheng walked over with a smile and squatted down beside her.

"Auntie, the anger is gone!"

"You're not afraid that I'll beat you?" Wu Minxia was no longer in the mood to mess with Wu Xiaozheng at this time.

"If you really want to fight, you can't beat me at all. ”

Seeing Wu Xiaozheng's two-skinned face, Wu Minxia was angry again, and slapped it with a slap.

It's a pity that her hand was easily grabbed by Wu Xiaozheng, and she struggled several times before she could break free.

"To be an aunt is to be like an aunt, not like a child. ”

Then Wu Xiaozheng let go of Wu Minxia's hand.

Wu Minxia: "......"

Am I like a child?

But think about it, I actually went to fight with my teenage nephew, and it is really not an exaggeration to be said that, but the person who said this should not be Wu Xiaozheng.

"How did you become so mature all of a sudden?"

"Can I support this family if I'm a little immature?"

"You support this family?" Wu Minxia really thought she had heard it wrong.

"Of course, if it weren't for me, how would we have meat to eat during the New Year?" Wu Xiaozheng replied as a matter of course.

If you want to convince this pungent aunt, low-key and modesty will not work.

Wu Minxia really didn't want to make trouble, she had to satisfy her curiosity now: "Why did you suddenly become so sensible? When did you learn to cook?"

Wu Xiaozheng stared at Wu Minxia very seriously and said, "The children of the poor are in charge early. ”

Wu Minxia was shocked to hear this, it really didn't look like a teenager who was less than fourteen years old would say it, but it sounded very reasonable. At this moment, she felt that her nephew was really sensible.

"As for cooking, this kind of trivial matter can be thought about a little, we are cultural people. Wu Xiaozheng added a very far-fetched reason.

"Little thing, then you can get one for me!"

Wu Xiaozheng's interference strategy worked again, and his arrogance made Wu Minxia unconsciously ignore what should have been further investigated, and provoked Wu Xiaozheng's stabbing again.

Wu Xiaozheng was secretly happy.

A little woman is a little woman, and her IQ is still a little worse than mine.

"Okay, you can give me a hand at noon. ”

The fighting between my aunt and nephew finally subsided for the time being.

The water in the cauldron has begun to boil, the pig killer has arrived, and the other people who have come to help have also arrived, all of whom are relatives who are closer to the Wu family.

Killing pigs is a technical job, which ordinary people can't do, and must be done by professional pig killers.

In the early years, pig slaughterer was a good profession. This is because every time the pig killer finishes killing a pig, the master will add a piece of meat and some pig offal as a reward, which means that the pig killer's family often has meat to eat, and I don't know how many children envy to death for this alone.

Later, with the liberalization of the policy, after selling meat no longer need to rely on meat tickets, many pig killers have become butchers part-time, and their income is not bad, and they have meat to eat every day, but not so many people envy it, because there are gradually more rich households, and eating meat is no longer a rare thing.

The pig killer who came to Wu's house to help was also from Xiangshui Village, surnamed Wei, known as Wei butcher.

Because he hadn't seen a pig slaughtered for many years, Wu Xiaozheng watched it with great interest.

The Chinese New Year pig has already been released, and it has been wandering around the small yard of the Wu family for a long time.

The Wei butcher, who was wearing a leather bib for killing pigs, quietly touched it, and the other helpers followed. Wei Butcher's eyes were quick, and he grabbed one of the pig's ears and knocked a big fat pig of about 200 catties to the ground in one fell swoop.

This is the ability, worthy of the person who eats by the ability!

Wu Xiaozheng quietly praised one.

A few helpers immediately followed, pressing the feet and pulling the tails, and the pigs could not move at all, and screamed so loudly that they could be heard from a distance.

The butcher grabbed the pig's other ear again, lifted it slightly, and a flat pole was inserted under the pig's body, and one of the two helpers freed up one hand, and each grabbed one end of the flat pole, lifted the pig, and pressed it flat on the two stools that had been prepared.

Wei Butcher changed his position.

He pressed the pig's head to his waist, freed his left hand, and covered the pig's mouth tightly, and the pig could only whine.

Grandma Wu placed a small wooden basin filled with salt water under the pig's head.

The Wei butcher took the pig-killing knife, stabbed it under the pig's neck, and then pulled it out, and a stream of pig's blood flew out and shot into the wooden basin below.

The blood was quickly drained.

After the small wooden basin containing the pig's blood was opened, the Wei butcher took the lead in lifting the pig into the straw floor, and the pig twitched on the ground a few more times before it stopped moving.

The whole process was a little bloody, but it was nothing to rural people, and even Wu Xiaoli watched it with great interest.

Wu Xiaozheng thought to himself, this girl must be thinking at this time: There is meat to eat at this meal!

The next step is to shave the pig's hair, which is also a technical job.

The Wei butcher grabbed a pig's hind hoof, used a knife to cut a V-shaped infusion above the pig's claw, and then lifted the V-shaped pigskin, and used a specially made steel cane to insert it under the skin from this small opening, and inserted it a dozen times around the pig's body along the bottom of the pig's skin, reaching the pig's neck.

Next, the Wei butcher directly puffed out his cheeks at the V-shaped incision with his mouth and blew hard, and after a while, the pig was blown up like a balloon.

The butcher then took a piece of hemp rope, tied the V-shaped cut tightly, and then prepared to scald the pig.

Because the Wu family does not have a large wooden barrel for scalding pigs, it adopts the ground scalding method.

Spoonfuls of boiling water were poured over the pig, and all over the body.

The Wei butcher tried to pull the pig's hair, and when he found that it was almost done, he took out a few scrapers for shaving the pig's hair, and took two helpers to shave the pig's hair vigorously.

Soon, the pig's hair was shaved clean, revealing the white pigskin.

Then it's the disembowelment.

The butcher made a small cut in the pig's nose, threaded a rope, pulled a loop, and then threaded an iron gripper through the rope, and several men worked together to hoist the pig up a wooden staircase.

With a vertical stroke of the knife, the pig's belly was cut open, and then several steel bars were used to prop it up and down, revealing a belly of internal organs and fat.

When the pig offal and lard are pulled down by the Wei butcher, the whole process of killing the New Year's pig is basically completed, and the rest is some finishing work.

The finishing work is a little dirty, mainly to deal with the pork belly, wash the pig's large intestine and pig small intestine and the like, these things are completed by helpers, Wu Xiaozheng did not continue to look at it.

He had to take Wu Minxia to prepare a pig-killing dish, which was a very grand meal in the countryside.

Wu Minxia couldn't wait for a long time, she wanted to see Wu Xiaozheng's cooking skills.