The daily farming life of the black-bellied young lady

Chapter 16 Killing Pigs and Selling Chestnuts
When Chu Ying got up, Brother Wang was already hoeing the ground, and there was a struggling hen on the ground at the door. "Brother Wang, what is this?"

"My mother asked me to send it, and said that you must keep it, or the chestnuts at home will be brought here to return to you."

"Alright then. Chu Ying took the hen to the kitchen and peeled a few chestnuts. Seeing that it wasn't picky eaters, Chu Ying felt relieved.

"Chu Ying, this hen lays an egg every few days. It's good to eat and sell it." Chu Ying looked at Wang Naiyuan who was waving a hoe.

Wang Naiyuan is a real person, hard-working and hard-working, and he is also understanding. No wonder he is the favorite of many girls in the village.

"Brother Wang, thank you very much." Chu Ying took the bamboo whip that she had buried in the soil and started planting it near the woods.

Bamboo has tenacious vitality, so it's up to itself to plant the bamboo whip. Chu Ying wants to hoe the wheat field and water the vegetable field, so she doesn't have time to take care of it, but just happens to have a bamboo whip so she can plant it.

"Chu Ying, do you still remember Han Da who went to Lu Meng's house for dinner last time?"

"Remember. Big pig butcher."

"He asked someone to ask me if you would like to help him butcher pigs. The pay is due every day. Actually, I don't want to ask you about this. Girls do pig slaughter. It's dirty and tiring. Maybe it's the same as Han Da Cut it off."

"I'll go. It's okay. Anyway, I don't have any money now, and I have to pay taxes when the time comes. Why don't you go if there is such a good thing?" Chu Ying stepped on the ground where the bamboo whips were planted. The best time to plant bamboo and trees is spring. Arbor Day is in spring.

"I didn't want to ask you. My family has collected a lot this year. When the time comes, I'll share it with you. It's better not to do this job. You are a girl after all." Chu Ying could understand Wang Naiyuan's worry, but she was really worried. lack of money.

"Then I'll go and see for a day. If I can't take it anymore, I won't go. Anyway, I can find other ways. These chestnuts can also be sold in the city, right?"

Seeing that Chu Ying said this, Wang Naiyuan was relieved. Butchering a pig is not a trivial matter. Chu Ying is so small, she must not be able to bear it.

After Chu Ying had planted all the bamboo whips, it was only 1 mu, and the remaining 3 mu of land would be set aside first. In the coming year, they might plant some mulberry or hemp as the owner of the seed shop said.

Although the economic value of mulberry trees is higher, the amount of handover is relatively small compared to hemp, but silkworm rearing takes a lot of energy, and I have no experience, and it seems that these villagers mostly grow hemp.

Hemp is a perennial plant with three seasons a year. It grows very fast. It takes effect in the same year and has a long growth period, usually more than 50 years. As long as the species is not changed, hemp can grow year after year.Hemp can be planted first, and mulberry trees can be planted later if necessary.

After finishing her work, Chu Ying could finally enjoy her own bathroom. The wooden boards below were specially cut to leave gaps to allow water to flow to the bamboo pieces below before leaving.

Chu Ying didn't make a door specially, but drew the curtains. However, it was still very cold in early winter. Chu Ying burned a clay pot of hot water and poured it into the tub, and added some cold water. It's still cold.Chu Ying put on her autumn clothes and hurried out, put on her winter clothes and hid in bed.

Shivering and sighing, it’s no wonder the ancients didn’t take a bath very much in winter. Firstly, boiling water is a problem. After one side is well boiled, the other side is cold. Secondly, even if the family has money and a large wooden barrel of water, it’s still quite cold to wash without a bath heater. .

After another two days of hoeing in Wang Naiyuan, Chu Ying finally finished hoeing. Chu Ying didn't know how to thank him, so she could only say that if there was something to do, she would speak up, and she would definitely be there.

Chu Ying knew that Wang Naiyuan felt sorry for her and she didn't want to go to Han Da's place to kill pigs by herself, but she was short of money, and Han Da gave money on the same day, which was the most attractive.

Chu Ying didn't let Wang Naiyuan take her there, because she was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so she asked all the way. Fortunately, Han Da was well-known, and everyone in the village knew about it.

"Is Han Da there?" Chu Ying wondered if the aunt pointed out the right way just now, but when she heard the pig's ferocious roar, Chu Ying thought it must be the right place.

"Come here, come, kill it." Chu Ying took the butcher's knife handed over by Han Da, thinking that the squad leader gave herself a gun in the same way at that time. On the battlefield, either the enemy will kill you, or You kill the enemy, people have killed it, there is nothing to be afraid of pigs, but this is an innocent life.

"Han Da, stop making trouble, how can this little doll do this?" Chu Ying walked towards the pig that was held down by several big men.

Chu Ying hugged the pig's head and stabbed it hard at the neck, splashing some blood on her face.He took the big wooden basin handed by the aunt, and put the unmoving pig's head away, letting the pig's blood flow slowly.

Chu Ying doesn't know how to chant scriptures, but can only do basic Amitabha, and she recites a few times next to the pig, hoping that it can enter reincarnation sooner.

Han Da patted Chu Ying's shoulder heavily, "I didn't misread you, the blood flow illuminates what I said to do." Han Da has been slaughtering pigs for more than ten years, and he has set his own process freely.

Although he has slaughtered many animals himself, Han Da's guidance is still very useful.Chu Ying carefully wrote down the steps and her own shortcomings.

After killing Han Da, she handed over a face towel, and Chu Ying wiped the blood from her face.

"This is 30 Wen. Tomorrow, Zheng Laoer's house, I will take you back in a bullock cart. I will pick you up early tomorrow."

At that time, seeing Chu Ying calmly cutting pork, Han Da knew that she was not afraid of these things, unlike ordinary little dolls who were afraid of blood and knives.

"Okay. Uncle Han, you can just help me to the entrance of the village. I plan to go to the city."

"If you have money, you have to spend it on sugar?" Han Da and Grandpa Li had different driving styles. Han Da drove so fast that Chu Ying's little butt was almost smashed.

"No, I want to go to the city and ask about the price of chestnuts, so that I can sell the chestnuts at home."

"Chestnuts? 4 Wen a catty. Chestnut powder costs 10 Wen a catty. You don't need to go to the city. How many do you have? Bring me 5 catties first."

"Okay, then I understand." Han Da sent Chu Ying home, looking at the chestnuts piled up in Chu Ying's house.

"Did you post this? I guess it can be sold for 5 yuan a catty."

"No, it was picked late and dried by myself."

"It's cheaper, I'm afraid there are some bad ones in it. Sell it early, or grind it. You can get me 5 catties." Chu Ying didn't know how much 5 catties were, so she took more.

"This is too much, it must weigh more than 6 catties."

"I'm afraid there are bad ones in it, Uncle Han, you can take it and eat it. I respect you and don't charge money."

Han Da was a straightforward person and didn't refuse. He reconfirmed with Chu Ying about tomorrow's time and left.

After eating, Chu Ying carried a basket of chestnuts to the village entrance to wait for the ox cart.

"Chu Ying, where did you get the chestnuts? Did you go to the mountains?" Grandpa Li helped Chu Ying put the basket on the ox cart.

"No, it's at home. Grandpa Li, you eat it, it's cooked."

"That's good, it's still warm, help me." When the people arrived, Grandpa Li went slowly to the city.

Chu Ying had seen it in the East and West cities with a basket on her back, and wanted to sell it on the ground like them, but some of these chestnuts were broken, so she was afraid that people would buy them once and not buy them again, and she didn’t necessarily buy them every day. Come back, if the word of mouth is broken and you want to sell it again, it will be troublesome.

Considering the cost of time, Chu Ying also felt that it was not worthwhile to set up a street stall like this. After asking several companies, they all charged 4 cents a catty. Chu Ying went to the grocery store that sold seeds last time. Chu Ying looked there To sell chestnuts and chestnut flour.

(End of this chapter)