The rainstorm has stopped, but the floodwaters have not yet receded, so people can't go to work in the fields. However, there is still a lot of work to be done in the village.

Each household assigned people to clean up the dead branches, fallen leaves, withered grass, and other debris on the road.

At the same time, lime was carefully sprinkled everywhere.

The women and children were also busy, cleaning the chicken and rabbit pens, cutting grass to feed the rabbits, and draining the water from the vegetable garden.

Life is much busier and more tiring than during the rainstorm.

Shui Qing's family also has a lot to do.

They raise a lot of livestock, including cattle, donkeys, sheep, rabbits, chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs!

I bought three pigs when the pigsty was first built, and then I bought six more piglets later.

These animal manures are indeed important when composting is needed.

However, nowadays there are three large fat pigs and six small fat pigs in the pigsty, and feeding them three meals a day is a very tiring job.

Shui Qing pondered, "Why don't I kill one to satisfy my craving?"

We had pork to eat a couple of days ago, but we couldn't find an excuse to bring it out anymore.

It has to be said, you really start to crave pork if you don't eat it for a few days.

Braised pork belly, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork intestines, braised pig's trotters, stir-fried pork kidneys... she loves them all!

We definitely can't eat a whole pig in a short time, so why don't we sell the remaining pork?

When it comes to slaughtering pigs, Butcher Hu is an expert. He immediately commented: "Your biggest one weighs about 200 pounds. It's perfectly fine to slaughter it. Keeping it is just a waste of effort."

But the people in your village probably only buy pork three times a year, would they be willing to buy it?

Shanshui Village is close to Niutou Town. In addition, there is an entrance fee to go to Fucheng, but not to Niutou Town. Most villagers buy pork in Niutou Town.

He was the only one in Niutou Town who slaughtered and sold pigs, so he knew the village's pork consumption situation better than anyone else.

Shui Qing hesitated: "Maybe the flood has worn him out? He needs some nourishment?"

During busy farming seasons, people often buy meat to supplement their nutrition.

After the rain stopped, Aunt Zhang, Wang Guifen, and others came to visit twice, and I learned about the situation during the days of heavy rain from them.

It's even more tiring than the busy farming season!

Then I thought about how it's common for people to buy meat to replenish their bodies during the busy farming season, and digging ditches and building dams during torrential rains is very tiring, but now the fields are still flooded!

With the food situation still uncertain, who would be willing to spend money to buy meat to nourish their body?

Shui Qing immediately dismissed the idea.

Mrs. Hu sighed.

The floodwaters haven't receded yet, so we can't sell pork.

Even if there were enough time to eat a whole pig, let alone not enough time, one absolutely could not eat it all by oneself.

Eating meat at every meal, what kind of family is that?

However, these past few days my daughter has had meat for lunch and dinner every day, while her breakfast is lighter, but it still comes with eggs.

Instead of losing weight, they all gained weight. The most obvious change was Zhao Di. The girl had been so thin that her cheeks were sunken, but in just seven or eight days, her cheeks had become much fuller, and she smiled more often.

Despite the floods, she still had meat, fish, and eggs—a life she would never have dared to dream of before.

She earnestly instructed her daughter: "Don't rush, wait until the flood recedes before slaughtering the pig."

"Keep some of the big bones for soup, and a few pounds of offal and lean meat for a treat. The rest can all be sold. After deducting the cost of buying piglets, you might even make a little over an ounce of silver from that pig."

A group of children who had been drooling over the pork were immediately deflated when they heard it was all sold out.

No one said a word; raising pigs was all about making money.

Zhao Di, however, thought it was excellent.

My grandmother was thinking of keeping the big bones to make soup, not to mention the lean meat and offal.