"It's only one pound a piece, okay, we have to buy two pounds too." Another aunt said.

"We also need two catties, it's good to be quiet, and leave two catties for my aunt." Someone wants it again.

"Okay, okay...... You wait, if you have it, you can sell it, anyway, we can't eat all of it. Song Jing said with a smile.

Sell some money and buy rice when the time comes.

Start killing, first let the blood go, put a lot of pig blood, and the pig blood can be cooked into a tofu soup when the pig blood is then.

Leng Tianyu and Song Guofu were busy for two hours before cutting the pork.

"Tired? Take a break. Song Jinghao took a hot towel and handed it to Leng Tianyu and said, "Wipe it." ”

"Dirty hands, you wipe them for me." Leng Tianyu's hot eyes looked at Song Jinghao.

Leng Tianyu definitely did it on purpose.

"Okay." Song Jing is not hypocritical, she will help him wipe it, this is her future husband, what are you afraid of.

Song Jinghao took the towel and carefully wiped Leng Tianyu's face, Leng Tianyu's face had pig blood, some dirt, and some sweat.

After Song Jing wiped it again, she washed the towel again and continued to wipe it.

"Okay, do you want to wash your hands?" Song Jinghao continued to look at Leng Tianyu and asked.

Actually, Leng Tianyu is so careful that Song Jing understands it, if he likes it, what is it to help him wipe his face.

"Good. You go get busy, you look at them. Leng Tianyu looked at many people coming over with pots and bags, as if they were coming to buy pork.

Chen Xianglian had already weighed it over.

"Good. I sold the pork, are you okay with that? Song Jing looked at Leng Tianyu with a smile and asked.

Leng Tianyu looked at her dotingly and shook his head: "It's okay,...... It's just a pig, as long as you don't sell me. I went to wash my hands. ”

After Song Jing heard it, she couldn't help but smile: "Someone will want to sell you." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Song Jinghao hurried over to help.

Song Guofu helped cut the meat: "Come, don't you want five catties?" Five catties and one tael, which is five catties. Give ......"

Song Jingfu put a little more than five catties of meat into the basin of the pork aunt who asked for five catties and said.

"Okay, thank you. Give, quiet, five dollars. "The aunt gave Song Jing five yuan.

"Two pounds...... Just right. Ning Guofu weighed a two-pound one again.

"Give me a little more. Just right...... What are you doing with such a stinginess. "The aunt was a little reluctant.

"Okay, here's a small piece for you." Song Jing was generous, and directly picked up a small piece of meat next to her, and estimated that it would be less than one or two and put it directly into the aunt's bag and said.

The aunt left happily.

"Come on, a pound, isn't it? To give. ”

"Two pounds. Whose. ”

"Three catties, here are three catties of ......"

"Ten pounds...... There are ten pounds here. Give ......"

"Get the money."

"Okay, thanks."

Many villagers heard that Song Jing's good object had beaten a black boar, and they were willing to sell it at a low price, so everyone came to buy it.

Every time it is sold, Song Jinghao will record it to see how many catties the pig has.

It's dark, and the meat has been sold for more than fifty catties, mainly because the people in the village are still poor, and some people buy one or two catties.

"It's getting dark, let's move these home, and no one buys them." Chen Chunlian said.

"Okay."

So, everyone started moving all of this to their homes again.

Chen Chunlin's family was red-eyed when they saw it, and they discussed at home how to get some pork to eat, and they were very greedy.