After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 338 Chapter 338
With the dust of Jinfeng's miscarriage settled, the excitement of Zhao Li's family was almost over.

The rest of them all came from Zhao Li's house, and Zhao Liniang also told her relatives one thing in particular.

"When you see Zhao Li, hurry up and catch me, do you hear me?"

Zhao Dacheng and others wanted to go back, but Zhao Liniang didn't keep her. She was still immersed in the grief of losing her grandson.

Before He Ju left, she did not forget to tell Zhao Liniang about the matter.

"Come and get it after the medicine is finished."

Zhao Liniang nodded perfunctorily, not intending to greet her.

When the family returned to their home, He Ju was obviously the saddest one.

"It's a pain, it's been three months, right? It's a pity..."

Zhao Sancheng snorted.

"What is it?"

Zhao Yuanlan and Zhao Ercheng nodded fiercely beside them.

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Dacheng, who knew everything, remained silent.

Zhao Yuankang next to him called Dad.

Zhao Dacheng looked at Zhao Yuankang and nodded in satisfaction.

"I came back tanned and looked much stronger."

Zhao Yuankang smiled.

"I still herd cattle every day."

Zhao Dacheng: "Hey, very powerful?"

Zhao Yuankang: "Yes!"

He Ju interrupted the two of them with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I haven't eaten all day, come on, I'll cook for you first, I'm afraid we are all hungry."

Yao'er touched her growling belly and stretched out three fingers.

"My stomach growled three times."

Zhao Dacheng put down the medicine box, lowered his body, reached out and pinched Yao'er's face.

"Yo, our youngest has gained weight."

Yao'er stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand and gestured on his head.

"Uncle, I have grown up."

Zhao Dacheng laughed, stretched out his hand and hugged Yao'er.

"It's heavy. If it gets bigger, uncle won't be able to hold it."

At this time, in the kitchen, He Ju rummaged around and only found some leftover pig skins. The previous meat was all eaten up, and there was nothing good to eat at home today.

But the eldest brother is back, she can't just order ordinary dishes.

Just as He Ju was thinking about what to do, Zhao Yuanlan came over quietly.

She knew what her mother was worried about.

"Mom, what kind of food do you make for uncle?"

He Ju frowned: "Why don't you run faster and go to the pig butcher's house to buy some meat? Well, not now, because it rains today, they must not have slaughtered pigs.

Ugh…"

Zhao Yuanlan: "Uncle is here, kill a chicken!"

She is getting tired of eating pork recently and wants to eat chicken.

Zhao Yuanle also came over when she heard the voice, and she echoed Zhao Yuanlan's proposal.

"That's right, Sanniang, kill the chicken, kill the one with the fattest chicken feet."

She coveted the chicken's fat and tender feet for a long time.

He Ju: "That's for the Dragon Boat Festival."

Zhao Yuanle: "Aren't there still several?"

He Ju glared at Zhao Yuanle.

"Isn't it just the Dragon Boat Festival? Don't you eat it when you thresh millet? Don't you eat it during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Do your father and the others eat it raw? You still have to save it for the New Year, how can there be enough?"

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan looked at each other, and they nodded tacitly.

Zhao Yuanle reluctantly said: "Forget it, just kill a duck."

He Ju: "..." Killing a duck is called killing casually?

She looked helplessly at Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan, sighed, rolled up her sleeves, angrily said, "Let's go, go and catch ducks with me."

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan smiled at each other, and followed He Ju cheerfully.

Under the siege of three people, the duck was quickly caught and could only quack miserably in He Ju's hands.

Zhao Yuanle suggested from the side: "When the duck is roasting, take the wine my father bought and add more to it."

He Ju: "Does your father know?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Never mind him, just finished his drink, let's see what else he drinks."

Zhao Ercheng on the side: "..."

In fact, he felt that Zhao Yuanle could speak in a quieter voice, and just pretend to avoid him a little bit, otherwise, as it is now, everyone has heard this, and if he doesn't say something, it seems that he won't be able to get off the stage.

At this moment, Zhao Dacheng was sitting opposite to Zhao Ercheng, and the two were playing chess again.

These two are evenly matched, and there is no distinction between them.

Zhao Sanben was not interested in this, so he went directly to help He Ju kill the duck.

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan started to boil water after catching ducks.

The feathers of ducks are not easy to shed. The water they boiled must be quiet after the sound, so as to clean the feathers.

He Ju and Zhao Sancheng killed the duck, put a bowl of blood on it, and immediately put the duck in cold water to soak its fur.

Zhao Yuanle brought hot water, and at He Ju's request, he put a spoonful of salt in the hot water. The two of them put the duck in, ignoring the scalding hot water, and started to shed their feathers.

Zhao Yuanle marveled at the ruthless iron hands of the two, and couldn't help but went to help.

Although she does not have the proficiency of the two, but with the pure pigskin, she can pluck the hair much faster than the two.

He Ju and Zhao Sancheng couldn't help looking at Zhao Yuanle's hand several times.

He Ju: "You are still amazing."

Zhao Yuanle raised his chin sullenly.

"That is."

This duck was completely shed in a blink of an eye, including those tiny fluff.

He Ju carried the duck, scooped up a basin of water, and took the shauji. When he arrived under the eaves, he began to deal with the gutters.

Zhao Yuanle hurriedly said: "Keep the duck intestines."

Duck intestine hot pot is a classic.

He Ju: "Okay, I'll keep it for you, but you have to make it yourself."

"okay!"

Zhao Yuanle agreed, took a chopstick from the side, and happily followed.

In addition to duck intestines, duck gizzards are also a good thing. He Ju put the duck gizzards aside alone, then took out the duck heart and liver, and put the rest into the mouth of the little black back next to him.

Then, He Ju picked up a knife and dug up the next lump of the duck's buttocks, and threw it to the little black back to eat.

Zhao Yuanle: "You can eat a lot of chicken offal, but the duck only has gizzards and hearts, and the intestines are all you can eat."

He Ju couldn't help but smile.

"Chicken offal is actually just like this."

Zhao Yuanle: "I don't seem to have heard of duck offal."

He Ju: "The main reason is that many people like to eat duck gizzards and duck intestines separately."

Speaking of this, He Ju couldn't help complaining about a profiteer in the town.

"There is a specialize in killing ducks and geese. They use rosin to remove their hairs. The hairs are indeed clean, but they like to take out the gizzards directly from the ducks' butts. Many people have suffered."

Zhao Yuanle: "Can it still be like this?"

He Ju pouted.

"It's just dishonesty. A duck gizzard can be sold for some money alone, so I said it."

Zhao Yuanle: "Well, so when are we going to heat the hot pot?"

He Ju: "..."

She sighed helplessly.

"You..."

While talking, the duck was finished, and Zhao Yuanle also finished the duck intestines.

He Ju carried the Shau Kei, and Zhao Yuanle carried the basin, and they entered the house together.

Today's big dish, rice wine duck, can be officially started.

(End of this chapter)