The horn blew loudly, echoing throughout the entire village.
The villagers who were still working on their private plots...
Villagers warming themselves by the fire at home...
Or perhaps the villagers who were doing housework at home heard the notice coming from the loudspeaker and walked out of their homes and headed towards the pigpen.
The several educated youth living in the educated youth site were no exception.
They received the news a few days ago and knew that the New Year pig would be slaughtered today and the meat would be distributed.
After they finished breakfast today, they each waited in the room.
Now, after hearing Accountant Wang's notice, several people immediately walked out of the room and headed towards the pigpen.
Try to get there early to get a good seat and draw a good number so that you can get a piece of the fatter meat.
This side of the courtyard.
Several educated youth were sitting in the main room chatting.
Jiang Bei had already been to the pigpen long before the butchers were about to start slaughtering the pigs.
Originally he wanted to go over and join in the fun.
By the way, watch the whole process of slaughtering pigs.
I just didn’t expect…
When he got to the pigpen, it was surrounded by villagers of all ages.
It is no exaggeration to say that the situation was airtight.
In Jiangbei at that time, it was impossible to squeeze in to watch the fun.
I guess even a mosquito flying past the villagers would be squashed by them.
Unable to see the bustling Jiangbei, and hearing the tragic howling of pigs being slaughtered, he left the pigpen.
He returned to the courtyard and told the others that the team leader and the butcher had already started slaughtering pigs.
Let them prepare to get the meat later.
Now I hear the voice coming from the loudspeaker.
Jiang Bei stood up in an instant.
He grinned, his face beaming with smile.
: "It's time to divide the meat. Let's go!"
After saying that, he quickly moved the stool behind him.
Wang Fang saw his anxious look and chuckled, and couldn't help but joked,
: "You are positive."
: "Hehe... If you're not active in distributing meat, then what else can you be active in?"
"Let's go quickly, otherwise we'll be late and the good meat will be taken away by others."
Jiang Bei's smile remained unchanged. After he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked ahead.
: "Haha... you don't know this."
"Whether you can get a good share of meat has nothing to do with how early or late you go. It has to do with your luck."
Wang Fang said with a smile.
Jiang Bei stopped when he heard that.
Turning around, he looked at her.
A pair of eyes filled with doubts at this moment,
"Oh? What do you mean?"
Seeing that he was full of curiosity, Wang Fang raised the corners of her eyes slightly, and she didn't keep him in suspense any longer. She slowly moved her lips.
"Because when we distribute meat in our team, we don't do it according to the order in which we line up."
"The meat is divided according to the numbers drawn in the lottery. You'll find out when you go over to the pigpen later."
Jiang Bei nodded, turned around and continued walking forward.
After thinking for a while, he said to Wang Fang,
"This method is good. It's fair and just. What kind of meat you get depends entirely on your luck. No one can complain."
Mu Yunxi and Jiang Kai behind them nodded.
Indeed, after all, there are so many households in one village.
Everyone wants to get a piece of the fattier, more oily meat.
But there is not much fat meat on a pig.
Everyone wants it.
Those who did not get a share will inevitably feel unwilling, resentful, and even hateful.
Drawing lots to divide the meat can avoid these problems.
After all, you picked the number yourself, so whether it's good or bad, you have to bear the consequences yourself, so you can't blame others.
When several people came to the pigpen.
There was already a long line at the pigpen door.
Mu Yunxi also saw the team leader holding a wooden box and drawing lots for the people in front of the line.
There are many tables inside the pigpen.
On the table were pieces of bright red pork, which had been sorted.
They were neatly stacked on the table.
Whether it is fat, lean meat, pig head, pig feet, ribs, dragon bones, or pig offal.
Every piece, every item, has a number written on it.
Just waiting for everyone to come and line up to draw lots.
Whatever number you catch, just take the piece of meat with the same number.
Pork is divided into piles according to its fatness, size, weight, and parts.
It can be said that no matter which one you get, it won’t be too bad.
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