Song Tan Jishi

It was almost ten o'clock when the two of them finished talking, and all five pigs had been slaughtered. Lu Chuan was just about to go out to help when he heard Lu Jing greeting him:

 “Okawa, come here! Pour a cup of tea for Grandma Tantan!”

Lu Chuan was at a loss for a moment, and then he looked at Song Tan and saw that she had already waved her hand: "Go and pour the tea. Don't go there because it's dirty outside. You're not needed to cut the pork. I'll do it."

 Lu Chuan:…

Facing this kind of care, the good man really didn’t know how to deal with it, so he had no choice but to nod: “Then I’ll go pour the tea first.”

Song Tan, whose heart and eyes were full of pork, was staring at the five young men who were washing the big bathtub, and couldn't help but admire them.

  Otherwise, why should I be the Party Secretary? Look at the strong labor force they brought!

 Look at those netizens who stare at the pig legs and shout "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeemaster!"aahahahahahah"...

well! unwise! Next time you invite a pig-killing feast, you have to ask for someone with a lot of strength!

However, don’t think Song Tan looks down on these netizens, but they actually do a lot of work, because there are more people and more power!

The young man who loves to join in the fun has even shaved off his hair by now.

The pig butcher felt regretful: "There were people who came to collect the pig hair before, but now no one wants it."

"It's okay, it's okay." Qiao Qiao actively picked them up with a shovel: "Teacher Song said these can also be used as fertilizer, so they won't be wasted."

While he was talking, the pig butcher had successfully chopped the whole pig into two halves. His sturdy and bloated body showed the necessity at this moment -

With his knees slightly bent and his waist lowered, he put half of the pig on his shoulders, and then quickly placed it on the clean door panel.

 At the end, I have to sigh again: "It's really not light!"

 The barrage is indeed exciting!

　　【Come, come, the cook Ding is here to untie the pig! 】

　　【A humble city dweller is curious to ask: This pig is divided into two halves from the back. Is it so easy and smooth to chop? 】

　　【Don't be misled! Normally you might not be able to chop bones at home! The reason the butchers cut it easily is because they are pig butchers! 】

  【Pig head, pig head, pig head! Oh wow, pork head meat that goes well with wine! 】

　　【Quickly cut suet! I must eat lard residue for lunch today! 】

　　【Cut the ribs first! I want to see the ribs! 】

　　【No, no, no! I want the pig to sit on its butt! 】

  【Pig's trotters, pig's trotters, pig's trotters! Braised pig's trotters, braised pig's trotters! 】

 【It’s so lively, I feel the spirit of the New Year even before the New Year】

　　【Is it an exaggeration? We don’t have this smell at all during the Chinese New Year now]

As he spoke, the butcher touched the kidney and gently made a cross with the knife, then flipped it over and squeezed it a little, and the round and smooth kidney came out.

 Follow up and then gently pull along the edge of the oil...

 “Tear!”

The sound was not sharp, and was even a bit dull, but everyone in the live broadcast room watched helplessly as his rough hands pulled the edge of the milky white oil and slowly pulled it downwards, and soon the entire piece of suet was torn off.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

Not to mention the live broadcast room, everyone onlookers were shocked. It could be seen from just one hand that this pig butcher was really good at it!

 Auntie is already waiting aside with a basin.

 Seeing that the suet was in hand, he immediately turned around and headed to the kitchen—

 The big pot is burning hot, just wait for the suet to be cut into pieces and added to the pot!

But the butcher didn't care about the ownership of the pork. He just pinched the meat and looked at it, and then sighed in admiration:

“Grain pigs are better! Look at the lean meat, look at the skin…”

It's a pity that those who crowded in the front to watch were young people who didn't know anything, and no one knew the pig butcher at all.

But fortunately, young people know how to cheer. At this moment, they are nodding their heads in a decent manner, and the cheers and the sounds of filming videos are mixed, which further satisfies the pride of the pig butcher.

 Everyone in the live broadcast room was also stunned.　　　【No...is this pig really so easy to cut? Then what am I doing cutting meat? 】

  【A good butcher's knife must be sharpened all the time. Just watch him use such a small knife to cut large pieces of meat so smoothly]

【Wow! Wow! Wow! I always thought that pork knuckles were chopped with an axe! I didn’t expect that a small knife could easily cut the bones along the way.]

　　【Ahhhh, ribs! Ribs! ! 】

  【The plum meat of the front legs...】

　　【Strange, didn't it say there were two black pigs? Why is it that every time I turn my phone around, there are white pigs? 】

　　【The previous one is so funny, the black pig will turn white after shaving! 】

 【Lean pigs with many small heads are black pigs】

The live broadcast room was lively, and the scene was also lively. The butchers were waving their knives with their big hands and cutting large pieces of pork.

Little Du Ge and others have packed up all the used things and put them neatly aside. Regardless of whether they have obsessive-compulsive disorder or not, they are full of joy just looking at them.

As they started to sort out the meat, there was suddenly another sound of cars on the road in the distance.

At the same time, in the kitchen, the large pot was filled with milky white and browned suet chunks, which were being stirred and turned over by the seventh cousin's big spoon.

He also said proudly: "This Chinese New Year, you really have to make lard residue to feel that way! When I was a child, it was only during the Chinese New Year that I was willing to cut off a little bit of fat..."

 He didn't finish his sentence.

But no one cares anymore.

 Because as the water evaporated, the aroma of oil spread quickly, and everyone in the kitchen was stunned.

 The aroma of vegetables in the past is not on the same level as the aroma of this overbearing pork suet refining residue!

 The seventh cousin himself was shocked!

 Subconsciously, he stretched out his spoon and stirred it again.

 …

At the same time, several cars with Ningcheng license plates stopped at the door.

Everyone hesitantly got out of the car and found that except for the people they brought with them, no one knew each other very well...

 Why, there are a lot of people at this pig-killing banquet!

Secretary Wang’s car was at the end. Looking at the lively scene in front of him, he couldn’t help but be a little confused: “Why are the cars in front of me all from Ningcheng?”

The leader didn’t pay much attention: “It’s probably the person who invited me—hasn’t the young man named Zhang Chen been in contact with you before?”

 Secretary Wang then remembered and looked down at the message—

“His car just passed by that side of the road, and he said that his brother was in the cattle pen, and he wanted to go and have a look first.”

 He was about to get off the car after saying that. The people in the car in front have all gotten off, so they don’t need to—

etc!

“Leader, the person in front of me seems to be a fire fighter in Ning Province. He has made meritorious service. I remember that you went to express your condolences during the Chinese New Year last year.”

“The people who got out of the car on the right seem to be from the armed police system. You had contact with them during the mission in the middle of the year..."

Secretary Wang, report one by one.

 The leader also looked out the car window and couldn't help but frown: "It's true."

 Is the circle of relationships on a family farm so large now?

 Or does it mean that besides them, someone else informed me that they would come? This is not right!

With this doubt in mind, the leader opened the door.

 The next moment, everyone inside and outside the entire courtyard smelled the aroma of burnt lard!

 It’s New Year’s Day, who is still working on New Year’s Day? It's me!