The pigpen needed for two pigs was not big. Wei Qingfeng and several brothers built the pigpen in two days. Even the roof was covered with straw curtains to prevent the pigs from getting sick when it rained or snowed.
The pigpen is low in front and high in the back, and the water outlet is connected to the dry toilet at home. Every time the pigpen is cleaned, it is flushed with water, and the dirt will flow through the outlet into the septic tank outside the yard.
Because they were afraid of the strong smell, when the family built a dry toilet in the early years, they dug a large septic tank outside the yard. The top was sealed and would only be opened when the village needed fertilizer.
"Tsk tsk, our Goudan is indeed a caring and good brother."
Wei Kai joked that in order to prevent his sister from cleaning by herself, this guy built the only pigpen in the village that could be flushed with water. Others had simple pigpens that required them to go in and deal with the pig manure themselves.
"It's a good thing you have a pressurized well at home, otherwise you would be exhausted from carrying water back and forth."
Looking at the wellhead tightly wrapped with straw, Wei Kai felt envious, happy, and a little regretful.
This was the well-pressurizing machine that Uncle Wei made when he was alive. Several other families in the village who needed well-pressurizing machines also asked Uncle Wei for help. Now that Uncle Wei is gone, there is naturally no one who can do the well-pressurizing machine.
The pigpen was built, and the next step was to wait for the piglets to be put into the pen. Wei Ci began to count the days on his fingers.
"Aci, come and see what I brought you?"
Wei Yang and Wei Man each carried a basket in their arms and waved to Wei Ci who was quietly embroidering in the house.
The weather was still a bit cold at the end of February, and Wei Ci sat cross-legged on the kang, not wanting to get down at all.
Wei Yang and the other man had no choice but to carry the baskets themselves and go in.
"Don't say I didn't warn you. Don't blame us if I get you dirty."
Wei Ci looked listless and listless, her face pale and even her lips unhealthily white. She was obviously in great health, but why did she feel so painful as if her whole body was cramping when her period came?
"What? So mysterious?"
The next second, Wei Ci knew what surprise they were talking about.
Chirp, chirp, chirp!
Quack quack quack!
The squeaking noise made Wei Ci's eyes widen, and even her spirits improved a lot.
"Chicken and duck?"
Wei Yang nodded, "Yes, the chicks were hatched by grandma. She said she would give you two, both of which are hens that can lay eggs, so that you won't be deprived of eggs in the future."
"Mine too. Grandma said that if you save enough duck eggs, you can make salted duck eggs. She also asked me to send you two. It's an omnivore and will eat anything. As long as it's not poisonous, it can survive if you feed it dirt."
In order to hatch these ducks, grandma didn't move her embroidery needle for the entire winter, staring at the duck eggs intently, fearing that they would not hatch.
Looking at the chickens and ducks, Wei Ci thought of the chickens in her own space that were almost becoming a disaster, and sighed.
The two hens that Aunt Wei San gave as compensation were thrown into the space by her, and she forgot to restrict their growth. As a result, the eggs are now piled up into a small hill, and roosters and hens are running around all over the space. Even though she later restricted their growth, there are still many eggs and chicks hatched every day.
It seems that I have to find some time to clean up the chickens and eggs in the space. There are too many of them and they always ruin her fruits and vegetables, which makes her almost mad.
Pretending to come from the utility room, he actually pulled out a large ceramic jar from the space and placed it in front of the two of them.
"Come on, let's divide it."
The waving gesture is domineering, and the little chin is raised, which shows full of pride.
Wei Yang was very curious and was the first one who couldn't wait to open the tightly sealed lid of the large ceramic jar.
"Duck eggs? No, chicken eggs?!"
Wei Ci nodded. She had so many eggs that she couldn't finish them all, so she simply picked some up to pickle preserved eggs and century eggs. She found this method in a cookbook.
"Why is this covered in mud?"
"It's not clay. It's made of wood ash, baking soda, lime and water."
"Can I still eat it?"
Wouldn't it be delicious to eat eggs boiled, fried, or steamed? Why wrap them in dirt?
Seeing that the two were really disgusted, Wei Ci simply took out one and knocked it on the ground, peeled off the outer layer to reveal the egg skin inside, washed it with water, and peeled off the egg skin again. The bright yellow egg white and golden yolk appeared in front of the two.
"Is this edible?"
Wei Yang swallowed her saliva and took a step back, indicating that she would definitely not touch it. She had never seen an egg with such a strange color in her life for more than ten years, and she was afraid that she would be poisoned if she ate it.
“It’s really delicious!”
Seeing that the two were really unwilling to touch them, Wei Ci peeled a few more and cut them into triangular pieces, put them on a plate and added some minced garlic, white sesame chili oil and light soy sauce. The aroma came, and Wei Ci took a bite first, squinting his eyes in enjoyment.
"It's really delicious, you guys try it."
Wei Yang seemed to be unconvinced and hesitated for a long time. Seeing that Wei Ci's face was still rosy and did not look like she was poisoned, he slowly picked up the food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
"Is it delicious? Is it delicious? What does it taste like? Speak!"
Wei Yang chewed a few bites, and the more he chewed, the faster his cheeks bulged. In the end, he simply ate another piece.
"It's delicious! It smells so good!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Man did not hesitate. Without even using chopsticks, he simply reached out, picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth. After a while, he nodded.
“It’s quite delicious.”
It is clearly an egg, but it doesn’t taste like an egg at all. It tastes completely different from boiled eggs, scrambled eggs, and poached eggs.
Wei Ci was very proud and she said, who doesn’t like preserved eggs?
"Preserved eggs can be eaten not only cold but also stir-fried and made into preserved egg and lean meat porridge, which is also delicious."
"Preserved egg and lean pork porridge? It has both meat and porridge, how delicious would that be?"
Wei Ci choked and then remembered that eating meat and porridge were uncommon in this era.
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