Chapter 243 Extra 9: Ten Years of Killing Pigs
Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
The past ten years have brought great changes to Siyun County.
Now every street is wide, and even the rare private cars outside are everywhere here.
Siyun County has also become a signature city of the province.
There are also farmhouses in Liujia Village.
The annual barbecue festival is even more lively.
Today, many people come to Liujia Village to eat the pig-killing dishes.
People in many counties and even the provincial capital have never eaten authentic pig-killing dishes.
Every year, when Liujia Village slaughters pigs, it is a major festival.
There are two places to eat in the county, one is the canteen of the steel plant in the county, and the other is the Yueyuehe Restaurant in the county.
But many people are still willing to bring their families and go to Liujia Village to eat.
It will take less than four hours from slaughtering the pig to cooking it.
It has also been converted into a farm stay. You can go to the mountain to pick some strawberries, buy some persimmons, and then have a pig-killing meal. It is both entertaining and fun!
The key is that the first thing to be made is the fragrance.
In order to enjoy this delicious pig-killing dish, even the gourmets in the provincial capital would specifically inquire about auspicious days and buy tickets.
In Liujia Village, the threshing ground has been filled with tables and chairs.
Some people even went to the pigpen to watch the pigs being slaughtered with their own eyes.
Aunt Dahua asked, "Where is Shen Qingyue?" How come she disappeared as soon as she turned around?
"It's over there." The villagers pointed to the distance.
Aunt Dahua took a look and saw that it was indeed Shen Qingyue calling back her two children.
When He Yu was five years old, Shen Qingyue became pregnant again unexpectedly. After giving birth, she found out it was a son and named him He Yun.
Having this boy was considered an extra birth at the time, so I had to pay a fine of 3,000 yuan.
He Yu inherited the good looks of his parents and is obviously a handsome and beautiful baby boy.
But the wild boys in the village are very naughty.
Shen Qingyue and He Zhengchen were both quiet and gentle people, but they didn't know why He Yu was like a wild monkey, jumping around without a moment's leisure.
But Shen Qingyue also has a way to deal with this brat.
Every time the kid is really disobedient, he calls his sister over.
Don't be fooled by He Yusi's gentle appearance, he is a professional when it comes to beating his younger brother.
Shen Qingyue's son is fearless except for his sister. He is a little flatterer around his sister.
At this moment, Shen Qingyue used her daughter to scare him: "If you don't come over, I'll ask your sister to deal with you."
With just one sentence, the little son instantly became obedient.
Holding his son's hand, he walked back.
Aunt Dahua said, "Yueyue, you're finally back. I was scared to death when two foreigners came just now."
It was only 1998. Foreigners weren't everywhere. When they came here, many villagers looked at them sideways, wanting to watch and follow them, but they were too embarrassed.
When Shen Qingyue heard this, she said, "I'll go take a look."
He Zhengchen walked over from a distance and said, "I just went there. There were two international students who came to China. They heard that our pig-killing dishes are delicious, so they came to try them."
"oh."
He Zhengchen stroked the soft hair on his son's head and said, "Did this kid bother you?"
The youngest son blinked immediately, and those who didn’t know him would think he was very well-behaved and sensible.
But Shen Qingyue and He Zhengchen both knew that this was all an act.
Shen Qingyue said: "No."
He Zhengchen held his son in his arms and said, "It's hot, he might be sleepy, I'll go and coax him to sleep."
The youngest son said, "I want to watch the pig being slaughtered."
"Five-year-old children shouldn't watch this!" He Zhengchen said.
Last year, a child watched a pig being slaughtered and was so scared that he had a fever for three days when he returned home.
The younger son pouted in dissatisfaction, afraid that others would not notice that he was unhappy.
He Zhengchen said: "Why don't you let your sister tell you."
The youngest son immediately said, "Dad, I want to go to bed." as if he was not the one who made the noise just now.
He Zhengchen held his son in his arms. Now the only one who could control him was his sister.
As soon as her son left, Shen Qingyue immediately went to the pigpen. It was filled with large pigs weighing over 400 kilograms that had been raised for a year and a half. This kind of pork was delicious no matter how you ate it!
The butcher's whole family came out.
I watched everyone skillfully slaughter the pig, remove the hair, scald it with hot water, and then immediately start dividing the meat after separating the pig.
The big pot is already boiling, and with this little bit of pork as an ingredient, the pig-killing dish has soul.
There were so many people that they killed ten pigs of this size.
Just stopped. After a while, everyone's stomachs started to rumble.
The price of pig-killing dishes is not expensive.
A meal and a side dish cost only two yuan, and they also give us the local specialty pickled radish.
Every year when pigs are slaughtered, it is the busiest time for the surrounding villages.
The tables and chairs that were empty just now are now full.
The pig-killing dish cooked in a big pot is so fragrant!
Even those who had breakfast in the morning found it very fragrant.
My stomach is rumbling.
Soon the rice and dishes were served.
If it’s not enough, you can add more rice and vegetables.
Mr. Chen was also eating there. Several gourmets from other places got the pig-killing dishes, tasted them, and immediately praised them highly.
I was even more surprised to see Mr. Chen. I didn't expect that there would be a chef of state banquet level in this small county. Is this a joke?
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