Yang Anguo circled around the crowd and drove the onlookers out.

"Phew!"

Yang Anguo spat at the palm of his hand, then bent down, hunched over, and grabbed the front and back legs of the wild boar with both hands.

"Hey, up!"

The wild boar was unbelievably carried on Yang Anguo's shoulder.

He smiled at the crowd and walked around the crowd three times before putting the boar down.

"Director Tang, are you willing to lose the bet?" Yang Anguo smiled and stretched out his hand to him.

"You kid...... I obeyed." Director Tang pointed at him with a smile, took out five catties of food stamps from his jacket pocket and handed them to him.

Ma Juzi saw that Yang Anguo had earned five catties of food stamps in a blink of an eye, and his eyes were a little red, and he immediately came over,

"Director Tang, if I can carry this pig on my back......

"No, no, I don't know how to explain these five catties of food stamps to my wife when I go back."

Director Tang saw that these two young men were about the same physique, and their faces were flushed, and at first glance, they were powerful men in the northwest, Yang Anguo could carry it, and this kid probably could.

The hero doesn't eat the immediate loss, he has already lost five catties of food stamps, so he can't put it back.

The foal didn't get the food stamps, and it felt like he had missed out on 100 million.

With a sigh, he stepped back.

Subsequently, the wild boar cub was weighed again, and it was about the same as predicted, seventy-eight catties and nine taels, even if it was seventy-nine catties.

The two pigs add up to a total of 478 catties and 9 taels, and Director Tang is generous and directly counts 480 catties.

According to the current market price of pork, according to seven cents, it is a total of 374 yuan and four cents.

Director Tang gave a note on the spot, and he could go to the finance department to receive money with the note.

Director Tang looked at the remaining pig on the ground and said, "Why don't you overweigh it?"

"Not for Sale"

Yang Jun hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Keep this head for yourself to eat."

"Director Yang, when the workers' stomachs are short of oil and water, you, as the factory leader, should you carry forward your style." Director Tang said with a smile.

Yang Jun knows that the canteen is short of meat, since the New Year, the canteen has not seen the meat for almost two months, and the meals served in the canteen every day are the same three things, cabbage, radish, and potatoes, and the workers have long been tired of eating.

For example, Yang Jun usually eats the food of Xiaozao in the private room of the canteen, and he personally pays for the stupid pillar to purchase it on his behalf, not to mention that the rolling mill can't eat pork, or it is usually difficult to eat meat at home, because there is no sale in the market.

A few years ago, all the pigs in the hands of the farmers were handed over, and now even if there are pigs, most of them are piglets weighing more than ten pounds, and if you want to eat pork, you can only go to the black market to exchange them.

But the price of pork on the black market is more than one dollar, and they are all people who live on wages, who would be willing to pay a high price to buy pork.

"Old Tang, what you said is not right, why didn't I carry forward my style? If I hadn't developed my style, these two pigs would have been selling food for a long time, and it would still be your turn?"

"Hey, Director, I didn't mean that." Director Tang hurriedly took out a cigarette and lit it for him, and then said, "Do you think you can keep the two big ones in the factory, and keep the small ones for yourself?"

Yang Jun did not directly refuse Director Tang, he also knew that the production tasks in the factory were heavy now, and everyone was working overtime and overloading, and it was the time when there was a shortage of oil and water in his stomach.

As the director of the canteen, Lao Tang naturally wanted to improve the food for the employees.

Yang Jun did not fight these three wild boars alone, he looked back at Yang Anguo and Ma Zizi, and asked them for advice with his eyes.

In fact, Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi listened to Director Tang's words, and they were also very moved, if they sold the big one, they could still buy money for more money.

Although it is enjoyable to eat pork, there is no real money.

Besides, the small one is enough for them to eat for a while.

Their eyes flashed with fine light, and they nodded slightly to Yang Jun.

Seeing that they agreed, Yang Jun turned back to Director Tang and said,

"Alright, just do what you want."

Yang Jun continued, "But there is one thing I want to say, you can't hit that pig's attention anymore."

When Director Tang heard this, he smiled and said, "Director, don't worry, no matter how greedy my old Tang is, he can't get an inch."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and motioned for him to weigh again.

A few men tied up the pig and weighed it.

This pig is not light, and its weight reaches three hundred and sixty-eight catties.

Coupled with the original 420 pounds of pig, a total of 788 pounds, 7 cents, a total of 614 yuan and 6 cents.

Director Tang directly gave a whole number and wrote six hundred and fifteen yuan on the list.

Director Tang handed the list to Yang Jun, and Yang Jun handed it to Ma Juzi with his backhand, asking him to go to the finance office now to get the money out.

Subsequently, Yang Jun drove the jeep over and asked Yang Anguo to move the seventy-eight-pound little piglet under the feet of the passenger seat.

He raised his wrist to look at the time, it was almost time to get off work, and I went to the infirmary to pick up Yi Qiushui from work.

Soon, several people gathered at the gate of the factory, and then they went home together.

On the road.

Yang Jun told Yi Qiushui about Zhou Miaomiao.

Yi Qiushui is an emotional person and is very sympathetic to her plight.

When she saw Zhou Miaomiao's body full of scars, she was so angry that tears swirled, and her silver teeth also clucked.

However, after hearing that Yang Jun and An Guo taught that black-hearted father-in-law a lesson, he felt very relieved, and kept shouting that he was fighting well.

At this time, Ma Juzi handed Yang Jun a bulging newspaper.

"Brother, you order."

In the newspaper was the money from the sale of pigs and meat stamps.

Of the three wild boars, Yang Jun hit two big ones, and Yang Anguo only hit the small ones, so it stands to reason that Yang Jun should take the big head.

But Yang Jun didn't do that.

More than 600 yuan, he didn't take a penny, as for the more than 600 catties of meat tickets, he only took 500 catties of meat tickets, and the rest of the meat tickets were directly returned to Yang Anguo along with the money.

"I'll take these, and you can divide the rest."

"Brother, what's so embarrassing, you beat the pig, we just contributed, why do you still take the big head?" Yang Anguo blushed and pushed the money back.

"Yes, brother, we don't want anything, we just want to have a whole pig feast." A colt driving on the road.

"Alright, that's it."

Yang Jun said in a tone that could not be refused: "Money, I am not short of money, I will keep the meat tickets for use, you should not be too little, divide the rest."

If it weren't for appeasing the two of them, Yang Jun wouldn't even want meat tickets.

The various materials in his space are very complete, and it is useless for him to ask for money and tickets.

"Brother ......"

The two of them wanted to say something, but were interrupted by Yang Jun.

"We have to go back and have an all-pig feast tonight."

When the two heard this, they stopped talking.

Zhou Miaomiao, who was sitting on the side, saw Yang Jun's status in the rolling mill, and saw that more than 600 yuan was in her hands when she was so upside down, and she was envious in her heart.

But she's not the kind of person who is greedy for money or the powerful, otherwise she wouldn't have gone all the way to return the gold bar.

However, she secretly swore that when she had a chance in the future, she would definitely repay the favor.

Back to the courtyard.

Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi directly got the pig to his yard.

Ma Xiangxiu had already cooked the meal, and Yang Jun called them all over to eat, and after eating, he had to kill the pigs.

Yang Anguo thought about killing pigs, ate a few bites randomly, and then took two steamed buns back to the yard next door.

Ma Zizi was not in such a hurry, he was like the master, and kept picking vegetables for Zhou Miaomiao.

Looking at his careful and thoughtful appearance, I thought he was taking care of his mother-in-law.

Ma Xiangxiu seemed to see the signs, she frowned and didn't say anything.

She is from the bottom of her heart

sympathizes with Zhou Miaomiao, but if he makes his brother and widow better, she will never accept it.

After Yang Jun finished eating, he said hello to Yi Qiushui, and went to the next yard to watch Yang Anguo and them kill pigs.

Ma Juzi's father, Ma Cannon, is a famous cook in his hometown, and everyone in the neighboring villages has a red and white affair looking for him, he not only can cook, but also does the work of killing pigs.

The four brothers and sisters of the Ma family usually follow him and fight behind him, and the work of killing pigs is also hand-held.

"What do you want to eat this pig?"

Yang Jun was afraid of getting dirty, so he didn't move forward, squatting next to him and smoking a cigarette and watching them do it.

Hearing this, the colt instantly came to his senses.

"Brother, I originally wanted to marinate half of it, roast half of it, and then fill some intestines, leave some mixed meat for stir-frying, stew bone broth or something......

He pointed his fingers and kept talking in Balabala.

The corners of Yang Anguo's mouth twitched constantly, and the knife in his hand kept scraping pig hair.

"You say, can you stop the work in your hands?"

"Forehead ......"

The foal smiled awkwardly, and then kept pouring hot water on the pig with a water ladle.

Yang Jun wanted to see the fight between the two, especially Yang Anguo, who didn't take the brother-in-law of Ma Juzi in his eyes at all, and it seemed that sooner or later there would be a fight between the two.

Ma Juzi didn't care about him, and the work in his hand didn't stop, while introducing Yang Jun.

"If you want to talk about this enema, it is very particular, especially the weather is very important, like now although the weather is warmer, but it can still be a while, however, this wild boar is not a domestic pig, his meat is a little woody, but chewy, as long as it is stewed for two more hours, I guarantee that it is more fragrant than a domestic pig."

"No, you're in trouble, the enema is too time-consuming, besides, do you have such a big pot for stew?"

Yang Jun went to the house and moved a small pony stool to sit next to them not far away and chat with them.

He knows that wild boar meat is fragrant, this wild boar often exercises, the muscles on the body are very strong, the fibrous tissue is very tight, and the meat tastes much better than beef, just stew so much meat at once, and it is not good without a big pot.

He remembered that there was such a big pot in the Silly Zhu family, it seemed to be twelve pots, and he couldn't understand the size of the pot, anyway, he knew that the pot was very big, big enough to hold one person.

"Brother, since you don't like to be troublesome, then you don't need an enema, just wash it, put some cooking wine to marinate, and stir-fry it with onions is the most delicious."

"Can you marinate some, I like the taste." Yang Jundao.

"That's okay, pork marinated is the most fragrant, salt is available, but there is no big material, you have to go to the vegetable market to buy it, but I'm afraid that the big ingredients are not complete, in that case the taste will be a little worse."

Yang Jun frowned when he heard this, thought for a moment and said, "I'll do it, you don't have to go to work tomorrow, you just marinate pork at home."

"Gotcha!" The foal was very happy to hear that he didn't have to go to work.