Chapter 257 A beating is a sign of affection, a scolding is a sign of love
Upon hearing that the adults had released a pig, Wu Tong was so frightened that he ran around the villa in a panic. Before he could even think about whether to escape, Gu Zijing used her mental powers to control him.
"No, no! Please don't eat me, adults. I'm very capable. I can eat less in the future."
Gu Zijing looked at the pig with a complicated expression.
If we kill him later, will he eat him or not?
Theoretically speaking, it is already a pig, but in terms of its soul, it is still a human being.
Forget it, I'd rather not eat it.
Anyway, he doesn't lack meat to eat.
But after waiting and waiting, Gu Zijing didn't see anyone come to catch the pig, so she went out to ask and found out that it was all a misunderstanding.
The pig in question doesn't refer to Wu Tong, but rather to the group of imposters from before.
Gu Zijing knew the news but didn't tell Wu Tong, leaving him there to wallow in remorse and fear.
It wasn't until Ling Ran and the others returned from their tour of the base that Wu Tong learned that the adults didn't intend to kill him.
Overjoyed, she burst into tears and tried to hug Ling Ran's leg, but was kicked away.
Wu Tong, however, felt no pain at all. Instead, he said in a neurotic manner, "Hitting is a sign of affection, scolding is a sign of love. When adults hit me, it means they love me."
The rest of the group: "???"
Depend on!
This is intolerable!
Everyone rushed up and gave Wu Tong a good beating. Soon after, he let out a sharp pig squeal, which was heard by many people in the base.
They're slaughtering the pig!
They really slaughtered a pig!
They'll have pork to eat in no time!
Around noon, Ling Ran and her group arrived next door again.
Wang Zhengtian prepared fine wine and food to entertain Ling Ran and her group, with pork dishes being the most plentiful, since a pig had just been slaughtered.
There were a few dishes that Ling Ran had never seen before. She pointed to one of them curiously and asked, "What is this?"
It's bouncy and chewy, and looks like jelly.
"Sir, this is a northern way of eating, called pork skin jelly. It's made with pork skin. Please try it."
Ling Ran and her group were all from the south and had never eaten pork skin jelly before. Upon hearing this, they all picked up a piece and tried it. They found that the taste was indeed quite good, especially the pork skin inside, which was chewy and had a very good texture.
"Sir, this is pig's blood. It's a local specialty dish made by someone from a certain place in the base. It doesn't have a name, but it tastes very good."
The pig's blood was cut into small pieces the size of fish tofu. The broth was a bit red, and besides the pig's blood pieces, you could also vaguely see minced garlic and chopped green onions.
Ling Ran took a bite and found that the soup and pig's blood were very flavorful. The spiciness of the white pepper completely masked the fishy smell of the pig's blood. The pig's blood was smooth and refreshing, and the taste was indeed good.
"That's good, that shows your thoughtfulness."
Ling Ran's praise made Wang Zhengtian's smile spread like an AK, impossible to suppress: "Sir, try the other dishes. They are all local specialties, not famous, but they taste very good."
"Um."
Outside the base at this time.
Everyone received a bowl of hot pork soup.
Although the pork soup was simple, Wang Zhengtian did not make it carelessly. Instead, he asked the chef to cook it himself. The soup was fresh and delicious, and the pork was tender.
Everyone received a bowl of soup, which also contained several large pieces of pork.
On a cold day, a bowl of hot soup like this can warm you right to the core.
All the survivors in the shantytown slowly sipped their soup. To prevent anyone from stealing it, Wang Zhengtian specially assigned many guards to watch over them. Anyone who dared to steal from others would be kicked out of the base.
Xia Qianqian and her group naturally received their share as well.
The team members sipped their meat soup and couldn't help but nod in admiration: "This soup is really well made; the chef must be quite skilled."
"It's really good, but it's still a little bit inferior to what Qianqian made."
"Of course, my sister's cooking is always the best."
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