"What happened ......"

The moment a black pig broke into sight, Ge Huai's voice stopped abruptly, and the whole person seemed to be pressed the pause button.

Yan Shuo and Ming Zhang were also shocked.

They stared intently at the glowing black pig, and the flickering emotions in their eyes gradually changed from surprise to heat.

"Holy!" Ge Huai, who came back to his senses, couldn't wait to let out a groundhog scream: "You actually hunted a wild boar!" ”

Mingzhang: "Be quiet! He raised his hand holding the flashlight slightly and swept around: "Let's go back and talk." ”

The crowd hurried home.

In order to avoid being seen by the villagers and causing unnecessary trouble, Yan Shuo and Ge Huai always paid attention to the movements around them, and were pushed to the gate of the courtyard by an invisible sense of urgency.

"Lulu-lulu-"

A pig crow rings in my ears.

Chi Yunyan and others, who were sitting at the table playing backgammon and handheld game consoles, cast their eyes at the black pig.

The black pig that woke up leisurely, under their shocked eyes, twisted its body, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the pig's trotters.

It was very close to Wen Qizhou's head.

Chi Yue was afraid of accidentally injuring Wen Qizhou, so he didn't dare to hit it with a stick, so he had to find a bundle of hemp rope and put it around its neck.

She slammed hard, and the black pig, which kept making a "grunt" sound, struggled even harder.

Yan Shuo hurriedly stuffed a towel into its mouth, making the cry weaker, and at the same time, he helped the pig body to walk to the kitchen.

"Yaxian." He turned his head to look at Wen Yaxian, who was in a stunned state, and kept walking: "Come and help!" ”

"It's coming!"

Gracefully stood up.

She and Ge Qinyao and Chi Yunyan, who reacted, ran into the kitchen, took away pheasants, hares and some sundries that were in the way, and made room for Wen Qizhou, who was carrying the black pig.

"Pray for the boat, you squat down first." Chi Yue, who was still holding the neck of the black pig, motioned for him and Xie Changxiao to squat down slowly.

The moment they put down the black pig, Ming Zhang picked up the stick by the stove and struck it on the back of the head.

A thud fell.

The struggling black pig fainted again.

Wen Qizhou, who struggled to control it, exhaled a breath of turbidity, pulled down the hood of his raincoat, and sat on a stool to rest for a while.

He asked, "Will you kill pigs?" ”

"No, it won't." They all shook their heads, but Ming Chang said that he had seen the process of killing pigs and knew how to go under the knife.

He made a general statement and motioned for them to boil a bucket of water that could soak the whole pig and make sufficient preparations before killing the pig.

In between boiling water, Chi Yunyan stared at the fainting pig: "Why don't their wild boars here have fangs?" ”

"Who says a wild boar has to have fangs?"

Xie Changxiao, who "hunted" a wild boar, gave himself psychological hints many times, and he was not weak when he refuted it.

He began to tell his "observations": "When we were in Heyuan, we also hunted a pink and white wild boar. ”

"Pink-white?"

"Yes, it looks like a pig."

Wen Yaxian threw a branch under the stove to make the fire burn even stronger: "That should be someone else's pig, right?" ”

"Not necessarily." Ge Huai took off his raincoat stained with yellow sand: "I have seen a cherry-colored wild boar abroad before, it has no fangs, and it looks more beautiful than a domestic pig. ”

“…… I can't imagine it. Chi Yunyan didn't look for any difference, and said with emotion: "The world is so big, there are no surprises." ”

"Isn't it?"

Xie Changxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He flicked the tail of the "wild boar": "What do we eat at noon?" Chops? Pork? Or stewed pig's trotters? ”

Xun Song: "I choose pork ribs!" ”

Ge Qinyao laughed: "Sure enough, only children make choices, like us adults must have all of them!" ”

“…… I'm not a child. ”

"Uh-huh, you're not." Her perfunctory tone and tense face couldn't help but amuse everyone, making the atmosphere a little more cheerful unconsciously.

Wait for the water in the two pots to boil.

They brought the bath bucket left by the owner, and Ge Huai, Chi Yunyan, and Yan Shuo lifted the black pig, pointed its head at the barrel, and then cut its neck with a knife to bleed it.

"Pig blood is easy to breed bacteria if it is left for too long." Yan Shuo glanced at the blood in the bucket: "You guys make it into a blood clot." ”

"How?"

"Add salt and water, wait for it to solidify and cut into cubes, put it in a pot and simmer for forty minutes, then soak it again."

"Okay." Chi Yue scooped out the pig's blood.

According to the method Yan Shuo said, she processed nearly five catties of pig blood, and put the cut blood clots into the pot and simmered.

While simmering, they shaved the scalded black pig, scraped it clean, and then Ming Chang cut it in half.

"You're going to gut the meats." Mingzhang made it clear to them what they could eat and what they couldn't, and continued to cut pork with a knife.

The inedible offal was kept to feed the chickens and rabbits, and the edible offal was handed over to Ge Qinyao and Wen Yaxian to be carefully cleaned.

As for Wen Qizhou and Xie Changxiao, they stood in front of the board and sorted the meat and bones of each part in turn.

Firewood is always burning.

The smell of blood lingered on the tip of their noses, accompanying those in the kitchen, methodically completing the task at hand.

(End of chapter)