When I pulled things back to the village, I found that a cousin had already found a pig to slaughter and was now preparing for the barbecue.

Roasting whole pigs is also a difficult job, and at the end of the year, there are not many companies that join the thousands. Chu Jiaqiang remembered that in the year he was admitted to university, his cousin and uncle also pooled money to roast a head, worshipping ancestors such as grandparents and grandmothers, as well as the Bodhisattvas in the temple.

Zhou Furong and others also went over to see the excitement, and witnessed the roasting of such a big pig, which was not something that could be seen casually. Even Jackton waited for it to be no exception, running over one by one to see how the process was.

After the pig killer slaughtered the pig, he shaved the pig's hair and took out all the internal organs. Roasting a whole pig is just roasting this pig shell, and the contents cannot be carried.

"Can you cook such a big end?" Zhou Furong and others were suspicious.

They have roasted a lot of whole sheep, but they are two different things, a sheep is only a few dozen catties, and a pig is a few hundred catties, which is far from it.

"Basically, it can be cooked, and it's not surprising that some places are not cooked" Chu Jiaqiang has eaten two or three roasted whole pigs in the village, and he also knows some. At one point, it didn't seem to be very cooked. But it doesn't matter, anyway, when the time comes, you have to chop it into pieces and fry it together, and after frying, you will definitely be able to eat it.

"Such a big iron hook, what is it used for?" Chen Wu picked up a huge iron hook and asked.

The pig killer smiled innocently: "This is for hanging pigs." After a while, we will hang the whole pig and put it in the oven to roast. ”

"With such a big oven?" Li Quan looked at the pig, the body width was more than one meter, and the body length was two meters, how big was the oven?

"Hehe, you'll find out in a moment. The oven in our village has also been useless for a while, and we will have to check it later. The pig killer laughed.

He remembers that the last time he used a pig roast oven was four or five years ago. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Chu Jiaqiang's vein is the cause. It seems that the grandfather who entered the family is really powerful, and bless future generations to study and make a fortune.

"How long is it going to be roasted?" Zhou Furong asked humbly. Looking at the pig killer at home, this skill is also worthy of respect.

"At least three or four hours, if it's too short, it's not familiar inside. Roast the whole pig, don't worry, try to roast all the lard inside, so that the roast pig is delicious. And it looks coppery, which is the best grade. Nari explained.

Deal with the pig killing work in front, and the pig killer instructed the second uncle to wait in to prepare firewood and other hot stoves. He first went to the Chu family ancestral hall in Chujiazhai to take a look.

The only oven in the village where whole pigs are roasted is in a room next to the ancestral hall, which is also made of mud bricks. Cylindrical, more than three meters high, two meters in diameter, there is a hanging plate on the top to seal, and there is a small mouth below, which is specially set up for firewood.

The pig killer put a lamp inside, mainly to check whether the oven was broken. If the calculation is broken, the light inside will shoot out, which is convenient for everyone to repair. This oven should be sealed as much as possible, so that as little heat as possible can be dissipated, and the roast pig inside will be easy to cook, and the quality is also the best.

"Go get some mud and I'll fix it first." The pig killer spoke. There are two holes in the side, and it seems that it should be a good thing for the hateful rat Qian.

"Isn't it better to use cement?" Li Quan asked.

Na Jin shook his head: "Cement is not good, the heat transfer performance of cement is too good, the heat inside is easy to come out, and the roast pig will not be cooked." Also, if you use cement, we can't get close to it at all, it's too hot around, and sometimes, the oven may be baked red, which is very inconvenient. ”

It is precisely in this way that the stoves generally built are not all cement. They are all made of mud bricks, or fire bricks, etc., and then add a layer of cement on the outside, so that they look better. Or lay a layer of tiles, that's better, not afraid of dirty, wipe it with a cloth and it's clean.

Hearing this, Zhou Furong came to his senses and nodded one after another, he really didn't dare to underestimate these rural areas.

After repairing the mud, the pig killer instructed everyone to help carry the fat pig over. A few vigorous into the top of the oven, the bottom into the fat pig to hold up. The top one is to uncover the top cover, then lift the fat pig together, hook it with an iron hook, and slowly lower it from the top. Once set, cover the top stove lid.

"Can you add fire?" The second uncle asked.

The pig killer nodded: "Well, light the fire, is the charcoal ready?" Don't put too much firewood in it, try to set charcoal on fire. ”

"Why?" Chen Wu asked again.

Chu Jiaqiang can also answer this question: "Do you think this oven is almost sealed except for a hole underneath." Then, the air inside is not very circulated, and there is less oxygen. In this case, it is not destined to burn a large fire inside. There is another one, that is, if you use firewood, it will produce black smoke, and the white pig in it will not become a black pig?"

"Well, that makes sense," Li Quan nodded in response.

The coals had already been prepared, and as soon as the pig killer shouted, the outside would bring in the burned coals. The second uncle used a shovel to shovel the coals into it and spread it out to make the heat more even.

After a while, everyone could hear the slight sound of oil popping inside, and it was obvious that the oil had begun to come out. The lard was fried and burned immediately when it caught fire. The outside may not be visible, but inside, the pig has been slightly burned. This also speeds up the process of roasting pigs. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to roast so quickly just by relying on the coals below.

"Okay, there's nothing to see, let's all disperse, just leave two of them here to watch the fire." The pig killer shouted.

The second uncle stayed with a cousin, and Chu Jiaqiang took him in and left. There are other preparations at home, although they have already started to do it, but since they are free, it is still good to play thugs.

Today, killing chickens is also a bit special. Spread a blank sheet of paper on the ground, and after killing the chicken, sprinkle the chicken's blood on the white paper. After that, the white paper has to be cut into pieces the size of bricks. When worshipping the mountain, each grave must be pressed down.

Liang Yu and others helped knead the glutinous rice balls, and the second aunt had already made a pot of glutinous rice. When the sticky rice has cooled a little, divide it into pieces and knead them into balls with your hands.

Chu Jiaqiang went back, and he was almost ready to enter the house. Look at the time, it's already past ten o'clock, almost eleven o'clock. Xu Qian waited for lunch immediately, waited for dinner, rested for an hour or two, and in the afternoon, the roast pig should be almost done, and the ancestor worship can officially begin.

"Go and cut those blood papers, now the chicken blood should be thousands." A cousin said to Chu Jiaqiang. (To be continued)

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