small farmer

Chapter 1018 Killing the New Year Pig (23)

In a blink of an eye, it's January [-]th

New Years Eve is less than a month away.

The villagers are also busy preparing new year's products, making rice cakes, smoking bacon, and stuffing sausages.

Zhang Feng wondered, should his family also prepare for it?

"Mom, I'm going to Er Niu Shu to buy a new year pig, what do you think?" Zhang Feng walked out of the compound and asked his mother.

"Hehe, that's fine!" Wang Guilan nodded with a smile. Her son took care of the family affairs, and she felt much more relaxed.

"Xiaofeng, are you going to kill the New Year pig?" At this moment, the eldest sister came over.

"Well, big sister, are you going to kill too??" Hearing what the big sister said, Zhang Feng asked with some guesswork, because her restaurant often uses bacon.

"Kill what? I'll just buy the meat and marinate it. It doesn't need to be so troublesome!" The eldest sister shook her head.

"That's true!" Zhang Feng nodded understandingly, if it's not for his own food, it doesn't have to be so troublesome.
Because the meat sold by Uncle Butcher is also very good, almost all of them are big fat pigs in Qingshan, which is different from lean pigs in other places. The fat pigs raised by farmers themselves are not only healthier, but also more popular among local people.

Then Zhang Feng came to Yiyi's house, the old man was admiring the flowers in the yard.

"The old man didn't go out for a walk?"

"Hehe, I'm getting ready to go out. What's the matter?" The old man turned around and said with a smile when he saw Zhang Feng.

"That's it..." Then Zhang Feng told the story of buying a new year pig, and then asked the old man, "Sir, do you think I will give you half of it, or kill one for you?"

"Haha, my family will kill one too! When the time comes, I will make bacon and sausages and give some to Yiyi's aunts and aunts." Hearing Zhang Feng's words, the old man who was not short of money directly made a decision to buy one for himself.

Nian pigs in rural areas are different from lean pigs in other places. One pig weighs at least two hundred catties.

Therefore, one Nian pig can make a lot of bacon. Some villagers even kill a Nian pig and can’t even finish it in a year. This is not the case. Many people in the village still have bacon from two or three years ago!
It is said that the old bacon is still a kind of medicinal material. Zhang Feng doesn't know what it can do. It is estimated that only the old people in the village know.

"Old man, Xiaofeng, what are you talking about?" At this moment, Grandma Liu came out with a smile.

"We're talking about selling new year pigs!" Then the old man revealed his plan.

Grandma Liu also agrees with this, it is nothing to sell a New Year pig.

Then Zhang Feng and the old man walked to Uncle Er Niu's house.

"Uncle Er Niu?"

"Hey, old man, Xiaofeng, come in and sit down!"

Uncle Er Niu was watching TV in the small shop, when he saw two people entering the room, he greeted them quickly.

"Old man, what do you want from me?" Knowing that the old man is different from Zhang Feng, he will go to the Three Treasure Hall for everything, so after the two sat down, Uncle Er Niu asked with a smile.

"Haha, I didn't hear Xiaofeng say that your family's pigs are the best, and the pigs they eat are all distiller's grains, so Xiaofeng and I are going to buy two!" The old man said straight to the point.

Hearing this, Uncle Er Niu laughed. He thought it was a big deal just now, but he didn't expect it was just buying New Year's pigs.

Immediately, he took the two of them to the pigsty in the backyard.

The backyard of Uncle Er Niu’s house is very large and spacious. On one side is the place for brewing wine, and on the other side is a row of pigpens. There were more than ten pigs raised here before, but because the family was too busy, they sold most of them. Now only There are three heads left.

"You see, there are only three pigs now, and it just so happens that each of us has one pig!" Uncle Er Niu said with a smile, pointing at the big white pig in the pigsty.

"Haha! It's really just enough for us to share!" The old man was also very happy to see three big fat pigs with round buttocks.

Since the three pigs are all about the same, everyone didn't pick the fat and the lean. Uncle Er Niu got two ropes. Zhang Feng turned into the pigsty, put the fat pigs on the ropes, drove the fat pigs to the pig pens, and then went to the pig pens in Er Niu. With the help of my uncle, I drove the big fat pig to the door.

"Yo, Xiaofeng, are you going to kill the New Year pig?"

"Yeah, isn't it the New Year's Eve soon! Killing the New Year's Pig is lively!"

All the villagers I met along the way asked this question, and Zhang Feng answered everyone with a smile and took the trouble.

Hearing that Zhang Feng's family was going to kill the New Year's pig, many villagers came to help. Uncle Dashan, Uncle Daqiao, Uncle Xiaoqi, Zhang Yi and Uncle Er, etc., twenty or thirty people came in a row.

Everyone worked together, some lit a fire to boil water, some moved to the butcher rack, and some prepared all the tools for killing the pig, and waited for the water to boil before starting to kill the pig.

The two big fat pigs are fat and strong, and it is estimated that each pig weighs two hundred and seventy-eight catties
At this time, the two big fat pigs were tied up in the yard. They seemed to know that the situation was not good, and they walked on the ground restlessly, trying to escape from the ropes, but it was all in vain in the end.

Knowing that Zhang Feng’s family was going to kill the New Year’s Pig, many tourists came to watch it. Now killing the New Year’s Pig is really a rare thing for urban residents. After all, meat is readily available in the city, and supermarkets and vegetable markets are available. Yes, who made it so convenient, but it also lost the festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

Therefore, the tourists found it very strange, and they held their mobile phones and took a quick picture of the two big fat pigs, which was very interesting.

"The water is boiling, Er Niu, you pull the pig over!" Uncle Dashan is the manager of today, directing everyone's actions.

Uncle Er Niu called Uncle Xiao Qi and others, and hurried to the stage, everyone pushed and pulled, and drove the Nian pig to the slaughter rack.

But at this time, Nian Zhu began to struggle desperately, and the three big men couldn't hold it down, which made Uncle Er Niu and the others flustered.

"Haha, Uncle Erniu, did you exercise too much last night? You can't even hold down a pig!" A Hong laughed and joked with them.

"Don't be sarcastic, kid, come here if you have the ability?" Uncle Er Niu snapped back angrily.

"If I come, I will come! Just watch from the sidelines!" A Hong rolled up his sleeves and left.

This guy looks domineering, but he is actually a soft-legged shrimp. He used to pull and push the Nian pig, but the big fat pig remained motionless.
"Ah..." Ah Hong exerted all his strength, and Fat Pig still didn't move at all.

Instead, he was knocked to the ground by a wild boar and fell a big horse fork. The surrounding villagers burst into laughter.

"Haha, Ah Hong, aren't you very capable? Get up quickly and continue..."

Hearing everyone's ridicule, Ah Hong couldn't laugh or cry immediately, and immediately admitted his cowardice, got up and bowed to everyone.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng smiled, ready to go out, and everyone had played pretty much, it's time to work.

"Let me do it!" Zhang Feng strode over with two ropes in hand.

With a hug, the fat pig fell to the ground, and then the thighs pressed against the fat pig to prevent it from moving. Then he tied the limbs of the fat pig with the rope in his hand, and with his hands, he lifted the Nian pig to the killing rack superior.

(End of this chapter)