"Jing Wazi, you are becoming more and more capable, such a big wild boar can be trapped, and it doesn't hurt anything, right?" Mura Zheng hurriedly asked after watching Fang Jing come back.

"Muramasa, I'm not injured, don't worry, I'm in good health, I don't have that ability, I just killed it by trapping the wild boar, otherwise I wouldn't be so lucky." Fang Jing wanted to end this topic quickly, and didn't want to ask about the pig's head.

"Well, it's good if it's not hurt, but you must be careful in the future, there are many wild beasts in the mountains and forests, don't be hurt." Muramasa still has to say a few words to rest assured.

"Muramasa, I remembered, I will be careful in the future, Muramasa, I have to trouble everyone to help get some firewood, clean up this wild boar, look at the portion, and then distribute some to every household in the village." Fang Jing began to prepare to make an earthen stove, but he had to have firewood to boil water for a while.

"Big guy, get some firewood, bring a big wooden plank, clean up the wild boar in a while, and Jing Wazi will share some meat for everyone and go back to make some for the doll at home." The village was busy talking to everyone, and the villagers also began to make firewood, move planks, and pick up stones, all of which were busy performing their duties.

The earthen stove was up, fortunately the stone was big enough, otherwise it would be a trouble, the little stone hurriedly carried the bucket to the ditch to carry water and pour water into the pot, and the fire was ready to pour hot water to shave the wild boar. Fang Jing sharpened the broken knife on the side, don't cut the pigskin and bones for a while, it will be funny.

Xiao Shi took the villagers to clean the wild boar's head and the thick hair on the pig's body, and there was no way to clean it, there was no sharp scraper, only to scrape almost, Fang Jing carried the sharpened broken knife, and gave the wild boar a big belly, a knife went down, the pork was cut open, and many knives were cut, the wild boar's stomach was completely broken, and the small stone hurriedly came over to help clean out the internal organs, and asked the three villagers to go to the ditch to clean.

"Aunt Dafen, the intestines must be washed clean, and they must be turned over and washed several times, otherwise the smell will be very strong, and you will not be able to eat it." Fang Jing hurriedly said to Aunt Wang Dafen, who was going to clean her internal organs, she was afraid that when the time came, she would have a stir-fried fat sausage and something in it, if she ate it in her mouth, Fang Jing would have the heart to die.

"Jing Wazi, don't worry, we will wash it clean." Wang Dafen and the others carried the bamboo basket to the ditch, and responded to Fang Jing, Fang Jing was reassured, and nodded in response.

Fang Jing began to prepare to cut the pig's head again, but the village was busy stopping it.

"Jing Wazi, let's not cut off this pig's head first, let's cut it after the sacrifice." The village felt that this was a big deal, and finally had a pig's head, put it in the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors, and prayed that the ancestors would protect Fangjia Village.

"Well, okay, listen to Mushimasa." Fang Jing felt that the sacrifice was really indispensable, so he carried the pig's head and followed the villagers and the village to the ancestral hall to prepare to sacrifice the ancestors.

Came to the ancestral hall, the village took the key to open the ancestral hall gate, into the room, the village took the incense case, began to burn incense, Fang Jing according to the instructions of the village, the pig's head was enshrined in front of the table in front of the ancestral tablet, and stood back respectfully.

Mura Zheng chanted some words that Fang Jing didn't understand, and after chanting for half a quarter of an hour, Mura Zheng inserted the wooden incense into the incense case, and the leader knelt down, and the small stones and villagers behind him also knelt down, Fang Jing followed and learned to kneel, and got up after three bows and nine knocks, which was considered to be the end of the worship of the ancestors, Fang Jing turned around, and a large group of children at the door of the ancestral hall poked their heads into the ancestral hall to look.

Fang Jing knew that women and children could not enter the ancestral hall, the ancient sages stipulated that women must not enter the ancestral hall to worship, saying that women would pollute their ancestors when they came to the moon, and children could not enter, because they were afraid that the soul of the ancestors would frighten the children, or the ancestors would come, and the light carried on the body would hurt the children, so women and children could not enter the ancestral hall until now; Although Fang Jing scoffed at this practice, Fang Jing agreed with both hands to worship his ancestors.

Although he is also a child, he can be regarded as a representative of Fang Jing's family, and there must be only one man in Fang Jing's family, otherwise Fang Jing will not come, and then Fang's village will be regarded as one less family.

After the worship, before returning to the open space at home with the pig's head, Fang Jing swung a knife and chopped the pig's head hard, cut the pig's head, and began to cut the pork again, estimating that the wild boar meat was about 160 catties, and it was okay for each family to divide five catties of meat, Fang Jing began to cut meat again, about five catties, and it was impossible to weigh less or more.

Fang Jing left pork feet, pig heads and pig ears, as well as about thirty catties of meat, as well as some offal, pork ribs and big bones, and the rest were ready to be divided.

"Muramasa, let's start dividing the meat, you call every family to come and get the meat, it's all cut, and I don't weigh much, the size looks about the same. Good and bad are about the same. Fang Jing chose to be casual, and called for the village to call people to start dividing the meat.

"The big guy saw and heard, Jing Wazi has a good heart, every family comes to get meat, the size is not much different, don't complain." The village was shouting at the villagers, the villagers also came over to receive the meat one by one, it was very orderly, Fang Jing watched Uncle Shi take the meat and distribute it one by one, Fang Jing was very surprised by the harmonious state in the village, could it be that the ancient people were like this?

After dividing the meat, the village took the villagers to thank Fang Jing, and each went home to prepare a meal of meat for the little babies at home to solve their slander, in fact, it was just a little bit of meat, and then put some vegetables and rice to cook, if you really want to eat meat like Fang Jing's family, it is almost impossible to happen, the villagers are so poor that they want to sell their babies, why do they still have meat to eat.

"Murazheng, Uncle Shi, I'll call my aunt and Da Mao Ermao to come over for dinner in a while, I'm going to cook now, don't do it at home anymore, and you have to trouble Mura Zheng to give you a bowl of wine, otherwise this wild boar doesn't need to be drunk, this fishy commotion can't be removed, and the meat made is not delicious." Fang Jing began to invite guests to dinner again, but this has to be invited, who called his own wild boar meat, but he didn't have wine at home, so he could only turn to Mura Zheng for help, Fang Jing knew that Mura Zheng's house still had a jar of wine that he didn't know what to name.

"Well, okay, then I'll ask Da Mao to bring it to you later." The village was carrying the meat, and Xiao Shi was carrying a pair of pig hearts and pancreatic lungs to his home, and turned around to answer Fang Jing.

Fang Yuan looked at the wild boar that his brother was fighting, there was only a little left for a while, and he was so sad that he wanted to cry, why did the wild boar that his brother was fighting have to be divided? I don't have any meat to eat.

Fang Jing didn't pay attention to her little sister's expression, after dividing the meat, she left a pile of miscellaneous pieces, took a knife and cut five catties of pork belly, put the rest into a wooden barrel and smeared it with salt, cut the five catties of pork belly into pieces, chopped a few ribs and put them in the basket with the pork belly, and took the yams and some wild vegetables to the ditch to clean them.

When I came back from cleaning and saw Da Mao coming over with a bowl of wine, Fang Jing looked at the water and wine in the bowl, and nodded his finger and tasted it, well, ordinary rice wine, the degree is not high, but there is no problem with removing the fishy smell, add some wine to the meat and fry it, the taste is estimated to be better.

The eldest girl and the little sister sat in front of the stove and lit the fire, the two little babies talked happily, Fang Jing washed rice and cooked, brushed the pot and poured water to put the ribs and meat, removed the blood foam, cut the ginger, garlic and shallots, and began to cook the yam pork ribs, and made the yam pork ribs pot in half an hour, and continued to come to the big dish, braised pork, the braised pork that Fang Jing had been thinking about the most in his heart was finally coming, Fang Jing's heart was so excited that wow, thinking about the practice of braised pork, don't really mess it, if you really want to mess up, you will be laughed at by the gods in the sky.

Stir-fry the meat under the pot, fry the excess oil stains, and pour out the lard in a borrowed clay pot, although it is not too much, but there is also a large bowl of it. Put ginger and garlic and pour some sauce into it and stir-fry again, stir-fry until it is almost colored, and then pour the remaining wine in the bowl, "rub", the mist is soaring, the two little babies who are burning in front of the stove smell the fragrance and stand up and look at Fang Jing's stir-frying, and the saliva in their mouths is almost unstoppable.

"Wipe the saliva of the two of you first, you can eat this dish when it's ready, don't worry." Fang Jing couldn't stand the eyes of the two little babies, so she could only reassure them and tell them that they couldn't be in a hurry.

When the stir-fry is almost done, pour water over the meat, add coarse salt and stir it a few times, cover the pot and boil, and cook him for an hour. As soon as the time passed, Fang Jing lifted the lid of the pot, stir-fried a few times, put in some wild vegetables and continued to stir-fry, Fang Jing no longer fried a vegetarian wild vegetables, and directly added them to the braised pork as a vegetarian dish, the meat was full of more oil and more, it was better to add some wild vegetables into it, stir-fry to collect the juice, the braised pork was ready, the braised pork without seasoning, asked the fragrant braised pork, Fang Jing was very satisfied.

The two little babies stopped the fire and ran to Fang Jing, staring at the braised pork in the iron pot, like a hungry wolf seeing its prey, Fang Jing was afraid of the two little babies, so she had to take a piece of chopsticks and give them a taste, the two little babies ate the braised pork in their mouths, and then continued to stare at the meat in the pot, Fang Jing no longer gave them to eat, wrapped the iron pot with weeds and walked into the main house. Aunt Xiu saw Fang Jing coming in with a pot, and hurriedly cleaned up the table.

"Grandma, Aunt Xiu, I'm going to eat in a while, you don't have to do any work, you're almost done, let's talk about the rest later." Fang Jing put down the iron pot and said to Aunt Grandma Xiu.

"Okay, let's clean it up." Grandma responded.

Fang Jing went back to the stove room and brought the yam pork ribs pot, and the clay pot where the yam pork ribs pot was put was still brought home by the dog baby, otherwise there was really nothing to do, and then he went to the earthen stove in front of the open space to bring the rice, there was no extra stove in the stove room to cook rice, the small stove was used to cook yam pork ribs, and the big stove was used to cook, so he could only use the earthen stove in front of the open space to cook rice, or the dog baby was watching the fire, otherwise, today's dinner would have to be an hour at night.

Seeing that it was almost half past five o'clock in the day, Fang Jing didn't see that the village Zheng family had not come yet, and was about to go to the village Zheng family to call someone, just half of the way, the five people of the village Zheng family came from the corner of a villager's house with dishes and chopsticks, Fang Jing hurriedly shouted to the village Zheng family to eat, otherwise the food would not taste good if it was cold.

"Jing Wazi, this braised pork is so delicious, so delicious." Muramasa admired.

"Jing Wazi, this potato ribs are too fragrant." Grandma admired.

"Brother Jing, this braised pork is delicious." The little babies are amazed.

"Brother, I will still eat braised pork in the future, and I will eat braised pork every day." The younger sister praised her brother's braised pork for being delicious, hoping that there would be braised pork to eat every day, maybe it was because some wine was poured into the braised pork, which made the fragrance stronger and more delicious, and easier to eat.

Fang Jing felt that the braised pork made of wild boar was too chai, not as delicious as domestic pork, and there was no white sugar chicken essence and light soy sauce, so she always felt that it was a little less interesting.