After finishing speaking, Li Feng took his clothes and shoes and walked towards his room. Although he has no sleepiness at all now, if he doesn't rest, the owner of the family will definitely not be able to rest.

"Brother Li, wait a minute"

Just as Li Feng was about to enter the door, a soft voice suddenly sounded behind him. There was no way, Li Feng could only stop, turned around, and looked at Rou Niang very strangely.

"Brother Li, there is one more thing, well, that is, your wild boar, when you go to sleep, I asked Xiaohu to ask Uncle Hammer to help clean it up, I ...... I ....... to thank Uncle Hammer for them, I asked them to take some pigs and go back into the water...... Well..."

Looking at this Rou Niang who blushed as she spoke, Li Feng was really speechless, and thought it was a big deal.

Li Feng is no stranger to this kind of thing, think about one of the things he remembered most in the countryside when he was a child, that is, eating pig-killing rice. As long as someone kills a pig at home, they must invite nearby relatives and friends, as well as people who come to help, to have a lively meal of killing pigs. Finally, each family will also give a little pork.

Although this time, the pig was not raised by home, but a wild boar that was hit, but asking someone to help and saying that it must be necessary. And ah, this kind of thing, giving money to people, or giving away other things, it's not appropriate.

"Ah, is that appropriate?"

Just gave people some wild boars into the water, Li Feng felt that this appearance seemed a little inappropriate.

"Ah....... Brother Li, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault,, I'm ...... I'll go tomorrow....... I'll go to Uncle Hammer and them, or they'll just buy it, okay? ”

After listening to Li Feng's words, Rou Niang's little face immediately turned pale.

After all, this thing belongs to Li Feng, and it is really wrong to make his own decisions without consent. But at that time, Li Feng went to sleep with a tired look, and she didn't dare to disturb Li Feng. In her mind, this shouldn't be a big deal, and she didn't expect that her family's great benefactor would say so.

If you go to Uncle Hammer and they want to come back, it will definitely not work, even if you let the family buy it, how can you do such a thing. Rou Niang has already thought about it, and when the time comes, she will still take money directly from her family, even if it is Uncle Hammer who bought it.

"Ah....... I said Rou Niang, what nonsense are you talking about. You misunderstood what I meant, I mean, isn't it rude to send some pigs into the water? Or, send a little meat to every household in the village. After all, last night, the whole village was busy for most of the night for Xiaohu's affairs, so I have to express it."

Looking at the other party's panicked demeanor, and listening to the other party's words, Li Feng realized that he had misunderstood the other party's meaning.

"Brother Li, you really don't blame me for making the decision to send ......... Well, indeed, thank you so much last night. However, Brother Li, the wild boar was hit by you with great difficulty, and I can't take your things as gifts, how can this work. Moreover, the whole village, forty or fifty households, what about this......... You're going to have to sell this boar for money."

Rou Niang knew that she had misunderstood Li Feng, and while she was relieved, she became more embarrassed. And when I heard Li Feng actually say that in order to thank the villagers for their help last night, he wanted to send meat to every family, and I didn't know how to feel a burst of warmth in my heart.

"Let me correct it, this wild boar was not hit by me alone, it should be said that I hit it with Xiaohu. You think, if it weren't for the little tiger, where would I have met this wild boar? Okay, don't talk about it, it's decided, since there are only four or five thousand households, then each family will send two catties of meat. As for the rest, we don't have to sell it, it's not enough for us to keep it for ourselves."

Seeing that the other party wanted to speak and stopped, Li Feng simply made a decision. As for selling it, forget it, I haven't eaten it yet, what are you selling?

Make hay? What is the purpose of making money? Perhaps for many, there are thousands of reasons. For example, if you have money, you will have dignity and face; Make money for the next generation and so on. But for Li Feng, there is only one reason, that is, to let himself eat and drink well and live comfortably.

Indeed, in previous times, this was the consensus of countless people to have face and dignity only if they had money. However, for Li Feng, these things are too ethereal, these things, if you care about them, they exist, and if you don't care, they are not a fart.

As for what makes money for the next generation, Li Feng sneered even more. In his words, Lao Tzu helped his son make good money, what did the son do, did he want to cultivate a loser? Isn't that how those messy rich second generations came about?

Hey, everyone should have their own life, and many things can't be done for each other, even if they are each other's closest relatives. Otherwise, it will deprive the other party of their lives, which is the biggest crime. And this good thing often turns into a tragedy.

Helping the next generation work hard to make money, that's not love, that's harm.

In short, Li Feng's life philosophy is. Just fulfill your responsibilities, you can't do less, and you can't force too much, too much. The rest, that's how to make yourself comfortable, that's how to get by.

Li Feng had only eaten this wild boar once or twice when he was a child, and he didn't know what it tasted like until now. Li Feng really wanted to taste the taste of this wild boar.

"Goo-goo-goo-goo-goo....... Thinking of this wild boar, suddenly Li Feng actually felt that his stomach was empty and hungry.

"Ah....... Brother Li, are you hungry, didn't you eat well last night. Well, I'll make you something to eat right now."

Listening to this loud "cooing" sound, Li Feng and Rou Niang were blushing. Looking at Rou Niang, who was hurriedly running to the kitchen, Li Feng didn't say anything to stop him, he was indeed hungry. Originally, last night, he just ate a little casually and went to bed.

Li Feng now felt that he could eat a cow, and he didn't know how long this body hadn't eaten, Li Feng thought to himself. If you want to eat it, let's eat it.

"Rou Niang, is the wild boar still here, you tell me where it is, I'll cut some, I haven't eaten wild boar for a long time, just taste it"

"Ah, Brother Li, let's come, just sit down, you are a guest, how can there be a reason for you to do it yourself." Moreover, this cooking is supposed to be what we women should do, you men...... Ahh

With a burst of embarrassed exclamations, Rou Niang's words came to an abrupt end, and it was obvious that she also found that her words were a little ambiguous.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, you tell me where it is, I'll do it. How can I sit and let you work alone?"

In ancient times, what has always been particular is that the gentleman cooks far away, but Li Feng doesn't care about this, and now what he eats is the most important thing.

Maybe she was still a little embarrassed, so this Rou Niang didn't insist anymore, told Li Feng to put the wild boar and let him go.

"Brother Li, this ...... Is this all cooked? ”

When Li Feng returned to the kitchen, Rou Niang was a little dumbfounded when she saw the piece of meat in Li Feng's hand. That's at least six or seven pounds.

"Well, it's all cooked, let's call Xiaohu and them together, it's a cold day, eat warmer."

After finishing speaking, Li Feng didn't care about the stunned Rou Niang on the side, and began to wash and cut meat. For this meat cut, Li Feng is very proficient.

Li Feng has always been very particular about this food. In his words, although we don't have the financial means to go to those high-end hotels to eat and drink, we must be able to cook more high-end meals than high-end chefs; Although we can't be late for the delicacies of the mountains and seas, we must be able to make the Chinese cabbage into the taste of dragon meat.

To be a human being, you must first be worthy of your stomach.

For his unique otaku theory, coupled with a lot of time, he has really put a lot of effort into eating and drinking. I feel that compared to those chefs, although no one makes it beautiful, it is definitely better than what others make.

Looking at Li Feng, who was extremely skilled in cutting meat there, Rou Niang looked at it very strangely for a while, and then busied herself with herself, so she didn't say anything more.