After eating, they will be given a bowl of soup.

There is not much meat, so they can't refill it, but it's okay to refill some soup.

As for Song Xi, the women's director did not ask for it.

Because the father and son of the Zhou family are not the kind of people who can be greedy at all.

may save it all for Song Xi to eat, she is not worried about Song Xi.

Most of the villagers go to get pork after eating the pig-killing vegetables.

So there are not a few people there for the time being, because everyone is eating pig-killing dishes!

After a wild boar was headed, toed, boneless, and eviscerated, there were still three hundred catties of meat left.

Now the village has been divided into 282 households, and one household can get a catty.

Of course, the remaining more than ten catties of meat, whoever wants it can spend money to buy it.

The butcher who is responsible for killing pigs and pork is also surnamed Zhou, but he has no close relationship with Zhou Yi's family, and his surname is simply Zhou.

The young people in the village called him Uncle Zhou directly, and the children called him Grandpa.

Song Xi and the others came to Butcher Zhou and received a pound of meat from their family, and then Song Xi asked in a low voice, "Uncle Zhou, when everyone has received the meat, if there are bones and pig's trotters left, can they all be sold to us?" ”

Butcher Zhou knew about Zhou Yi's daughter-in-law and knew that she needed to nourish her body more than others, so he agreed without hesitation, "Do you want Uncle to help you cut and chop it?" ”

"Yes, yes, thank you Uncle Zhou." Song Xi grabbed a handful of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket and put it behind the pork, which is where Butcher Zhou can see others but can't see it, "Uncle Zhou, you quickly put it away and take it home for the children." ”

In these days, who doesn't have a few children, so using sugar is the easiest way to buy people's hearts.

Regardless of whether there are bones and pig's trotters left, butcher Zhou wants to help her in his heart, doesn't he?

To be a human being, you still have to know how to be grateful.

Sure enough, Butcher Zhou's eyes when he looked at Song Xi and Zhou Yi were even more loving.

He tied the pork with straw, handed it to Zhou Yi, and watched them leave.

Zhou Yi had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask them, because the bones and pig's trotters hadn't arrived yet!

After returning home, Song Xi asked Zhou Yi to marinate the wild boar while she went to cook the noodles.

Now that this point is reached, it is obviously too late to cook rice.

But the people who come here to eat in the evening are young people who eat a lot of food, and it is not enough to just cook noodles.

So Song Xi boiled another pot of sweet potato pieces, that is, washed the sweet potatoes and cut them into small pieces, put them in a pot under cold water, and put in various seasonings after cooking.

The sweet potato pieces cooked in this way are soft and glutinous and sweet, with soup, not particularly dry, and taste good.

After that, Song Xi fried rattan and rattan vegetables and winter vegetables.

The enamel basin, which was about the size of a washbasin, was filled with two large basins.

As for the leaves of the rattan vegetables, they were chopped into pieces, added to the egg mixture, stirred evenly, brushed the pot with a thin layer of oil, and fried twelve vegetable omelets, enough for the gay men to eat.

Every time Song Xi went to the commune, he would take thirty eggs from the supermarket.

Zhou Yi thought she bought it outside, and she never asked about it.

When Song Xi brought the last dish to the table, Zhou Ping and the others came over with pig-killing dishes.

Pig-killing vegetables are pig heart and lungs, pig liver, pig blood sausage, etc.

Everyone is a spoonful of meat and two spoonfuls of soup, so that they make up a bowl of pig-killing dishes.

Song Xi poured five bowls of pig-killing vegetables into the pot and reheated them.

She added another bowl of pickled wild vegetables that Zhou Yi had pickled earlier.

Because pickles can neutralize the fishy smell of wild boar meat very well.

Although she doesn't eat wild boar, she takes every dish seriously.

It's not like some people who just mess around with the dishes they don't eat.

I don't eat it myself, but others still want to eat it, right?

Zhou Yi and the others were not idle, helping Song Xi on the side.

After the pig-killing dish was processed, the five of them sat around the table and began to feast.

Sheng Jiahe is holding a vegetable egg cake in his left hand and sweet potato soup in his right hand.

His mouth was bulging like a hamster, and he said while eating, "Song Xi, the food you cook is so delicious, if I can, I really want to come to your house to eat every day." ”

"Thinking beautifully, is my daughter-in-law's hand cooking for you?" Looking at the Sheng family, Zhou Yi scolded him unceremoniously, "If you want to eat the food cooked by your daughter-in-law, hurry up and marry your daughter-in-law, now that you are all separated, you can marry your daughter-in-law and live your life behind closed doors." ”

He was reluctant to let his daughter-in-law cook all the time, and only agreed to let her cook occasionally.

The Sheng family is so good that they want to eat the food cooked by his daughter-in-law every day.

His daughter-in-law he came to hurt.

Sheng Jiahe sighed in his heart, but not everyone has such luck as Zhou Yi.

If he marries a troublemaker and comes back, what's the point of breaking up?

If he marries a daughter-in-law who only has her mother's family in his heart, no matter how much money he has, he will be emptied!

What if he marries a vampire and comes back, and doesn't suck up all his money?

Looking at the various daughters-in-law in the village, Sheng Jiahe couldn't help but shudder, feeling so terrible.

He also wants to find a daughter-in-law like Song Xi, but there is only one Song Xi in this world.

Therefore, Sheng Jiahe felt that it should be very difficult for him to marry a daughter-in-law who he wanted.

"This omelet is so delicious, crispy and soft, and the leaves inside are also very sweet."

Zhou Ping sighed while eating.

He is not as greedy as the Sheng family, just let him taste Song Xi's craftsmanship occasionally.

It's too greedy and may outweigh the losses.

"Just chop the vegetable leaves and put them in the egg mixture and stir well, it's the same as your cakes, you can try it when you go back." Song Xi said.

The method told them that as for the taste, it must be inferior to hers.

She has the blessing of spiritual spring water, and she is very confident that the chefs of the state-run restaurants are not as delicious as what she cooks.

Song Xi said how to make vegetable egg cakes, and the three of them waved their hands again and again, refusing to go home and try it.

Maybe it's because there are more family members, so it's more complicated to do!

"Song Xi, why don't you eat pork?" Seeing that Song Xi had been eating rattan vegetables, Mo Jiaxiang asked puzzled.

If it weren't for the fact that a few of them teamed up to fight a wild boar, then everyone would have to wait until the end of the year to kill the New Year's pig before they could eat pork.

Ping'an Village raised two pigs, one of which was handed over at the end of the year, and the remaining one was shared with everyone.

It's not much, and if the family population is small, even one or two pieces of meat can only be shared.

A family like Zhou Yi can't get much meat.

This time, the wild boar was beaten by them, and the meat distribution rules were proposed by them, so Zhou Yi could get a pound of pork.

The pigs at the end of the year are collective, and they will not be divided according to their rules.

At that time, Zhou Yi will not be able to share much meat, unless he buys it.

But not a single pig is enough for the village, so how can he buy the rest?

(End of chapter)