"The blood on us is wild boar blood," the man added.
The truth was undeniable, and everyone slowly came to their senses: how could someone have killed five wild boars when everyone else was perfectly fine?!
The old woman, who had been wailing loudly, burst into tears again, crying, "God bless me! God bless me!"
The whole village was instantly filled with joy.
How did they manage to kill a wild boar without getting hurt at all?
The village head stepped to the center of the crowd and signaled everyone to quiet down. "This time, none of us were injured. We killed five wild boars, all thanks to Chen's eldest son's wife, Madam Yin. Without her, we wouldn't have been able to kill all five, let alone return safely. It can be said that Madam Yin saved our Iron Sword Village."
"In the past, everyone had many grievances and misunderstandings about her, but from now on, it is no exaggeration to say that Madam Yin is our benefactor."
The villagers below were somewhat embarrassed, after all, many of them had spoken ill of Yin Lan in the past.
"Aunt Yin, I'm so sorry."
"Don't hold grudges. If you ever need any help in the future, just let me know." A wife spoke up. Her husband worked for a pig slaughtering team, and she was happier than anything else that he had come back alive.
Grandma Chen was also somewhat moved.
The wife my son married seems to be quite different.
However, Old Master Chen's expression was not good. Chen Yourun, it's that Chen Yourun again. He is smarter and more capable than his son, so why is his wife better than his own?
It was all thanks to Madam Yin, and Old Master Chen didn't believe a word of it.
Widow Ye's face was also very ugly. Why?
She didn't exert any effort and was completely clean, so why did she receive so much praise?
The village head continued to recount some of his experiences on the trip, but he didn't mention how he killed the wild boar, since it belonged to the Yin family.
He then explained how to classify wild boars.
"First of all, the men who go up the mountain are taking a great risk, but they can still carry 20 jin of meat first."
Twenty pounds!
The crowd was stunned.
The man and his family were overjoyed and almost went crazy with happiness.
In the dead of winter, I was able to get twenty pounds of meat!
"Those who contributed their labor, helped cut down trees, or brought their own hoes and shovels, each family can receive one pound of meat."
Those people were overjoyed.
After all, what I did was really nothing, and the shovel I took out has been returned intact, so I actually got a pound of meat for it.
You know, if they went to the county town to buy meat, it would cost twelve coins a pound, which they simply couldn't afford.
“Ms. Yin contributed the most. I think she can carry twenty catties. Is there any problem?” the village head asked loudly.
Widow Ye was about to speak.
The ten men who went up the mountain immediately shouted in unison, "No problem!"
If it weren't for Yin Lan, they wouldn't have been able to kill five heads, let alone get them all intact. There would have been no meat to go around; twenty catties would have been considered very little.
The other villagers had no objections.
Widow Ye was so angry that her face turned blue.
Chen Lao Er's wife was also furious.
"In addition, those who were injured before will each receive one jin (500 grams), and they will also have priority to join the pig slaughtering team in the future."
The villagers had no objections.
"The remaining pork will be divided equally among everyone."
The remaining villagers were also very happy.
The village head added, "By the way, those who didn't contribute anything, didn't approve of slaughtering pigs, and wouldn't even bring out their hoes and shovels even though they had them at home, won't get any."
Immediately, someone who didn't get along with Chen Dafu and Widow Ye stood up and said the names of several people. So Widow Ye, Chen Dafu, and Sun the Rascal, and several others, couldn't share the meat.
They were so angry their faces turned ashen.
But they usually like to take advantage of others and don't get along well with many people, so no one comes out to speak up for them.
Even if they wanted to stand up and fight for it, every household in the village was busy going home to get things to pack the pork, since the slaughtering would begin in half an hour and the pork would be distributed that night.
Nobody listened to a single word they said.
Several people remained where they were, gritting their teeth, furious to the point of madness.
In this way, a pig weighs about 100 jin (50 kg).
Five heads, about 400 jin of meat, 200 jin were divided among the ten men, 20 jin were given to Yin Lan, 100 jin were given to the 100 households who helped and were injured, and the remaining 80 jin were divided equally among the households that did not contribute. So, about 100 households in total, each household could get about half a jin.
The village urgently dispatched skilled workers to immediately process the wild boar, bleeding it and cutting it up.
About half an hour later, it was already dark.
But the whole Iron Sword Village was bustling with activity, as every household came with their own containers to collect their pork!
Everyone was all smiles. They had thought something bad was going to happen in the village, but not only did everyone come back, they were also able to get pork. How could anyone not be happy?
Old Mrs. Zhao from the Zhao family smiled broadly. Her son, Zhao Dashan, worked for the pig slaughtering team and was allocated twenty catties of meat. He also had priority in choosing. Wild boar meat had less fat, so he was able to choose some fatty meat and pig legs. He carried a large bucket and happily took it back.
Zhao Dachuan, however, did not contribute any effort and only received less than half a pound of meat. In comparison, his face looked extremely ugly.
Yin Lan took twenty jin (10 kg) of pork. She wanted the fatty pork to render into cracklings and to make lard, but she didn't take much. She also took some pork belly and some pork leg meat, a full twenty jin. Yin Lan had never seen so much meat before. There was a huge pile in front of her. Fortunately, it was winter, and the outside was like a freezer, so it wouldn't spoil.
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