Chapter 92

When the final grain was collected and handed over to the public, the final grain began to be divided.

When the winter wheat was planted again, the production team announced that it was finished.

At this time, the pigs will be killed and the meat will be divided. At the same time, if anyone in the village has a pig, it will be the task of driving the pig out and giving it to the pig.

Other families raise 70-80 Jin, which is the best, but Lin Qinghe and Zhou Qingbai's two pigs have to have about 200 Jin each.

Two pigs are four hundred jin up.

When these two pigs were driven out, the whole zhoujiatun was a sensation.

So they asked Zhou Qingbai how to raise them? How can pigs be raised so fat?

Zhou Qingbai had nothing to hide. He beat pig grass, soybean dregs, soybean meal and corn flour.

A few at the front, but the corn noodles at the back, it's frightening.

What, feed corn noodles to pigs?

People don't have cornmeal to eat. They feed it to pigs.

Needless to say, this must be the idea of his black wife.

Lin Qinghe is used to carrying pots, so Zhou Qingbai wants to say that they used to raise pigs in the logistics department in the same way, so he stops them. He doesn't have to say much. Believe it or not.

But there is no doubt that these two big fat pigs, which can hold five heads of other people's heads, are very eye-catching. Naturally, the work points are indispensable. The key is that the whole village is full of people.

Because other families, including the team, don't have these two fat, so they want to kill these two for everyone. If they can get the lard, they can certainly boil a lot of lard for use!

So with the big guy's consent, the village secretary said he was killed, and the others rushed to hand in the task.

This time, we can divide the pork again before the new year. There are still a lot of pigs in the pig farm, which are reserved for the members.

This time, the autumn harvest is very tired, so we all have to eat something good.

So the two pigs at home were killed. Zhou Qingbai asked for a pig's head, a pair of pig intestines, a pig's stomach, a pig's tail, five Jin of pig's suet, as well as eight big ribs, big bones, streaky pork and lean loin meat, but also a lot.

Nowadays, the most popular and recognized good meat is lard fat, followed by pork loin and pork head.

As for the pork intestines and tripe, which are not included in the water, the lean pork ribs and big bones, which are not very popular, are cheap.

So don't look at things like a lot, but in fact, these are based on his work.

Besides, these two big fat pigs are also raised by his family. He didn't select and ask for much first. Nobody in the village said anything.

Even if there are many people coveting that big pig, but Zhou Qingbai took away nobody dare to say anything.

"Dame, why don't you let uncle four ask for more lard, which meat is better than lard?" Aunt Zhou came and whispered.

"It's OK. We should save some for you." Said Lin Qinghe.

"The big girl is well aware." Huang's mother next door praised her.

"Aunt Huang, if you really realize what you said, I haven't seen her next time." Wang Ling sneered.

"If I go down to the ground, can you share my good pork? Do you know how hard it is to raise such a big fat pig? If you have something to eat, just shut up. If you don't speak, are you afraid that everyone will think you are mute? " Lin Qinghe is really rude to her.

Wang Ling's face is black.

Lin Qinghe looks at it with a smile. Whether to fight or to fight, she is not afraid. If she has the ability, she will come!

Really don't say, Wang Lingzhen didn't dare to go up, so she turned to talk to sister-in-law of Tuesday. Sister-in-law of Tuesday also looked at Lin Qinghe's side, and Lin Qinghe ignored her.

When Zhou Qingbai divides the meat, she comes back with two big boys and three big boys.

"Niang, we have so many pork this year. Do you want to make meatballs?" Asked the big one.

The two children also look at his mother with bright eyes.

Last year's meatballs that tasted so good that they exploded are still fresh in his memory.

Sanwa was still young, but he knew that his eldest brother and second brother wanted to eat. It must be delicious, so he looked at his mother: "mother, meatballs."

"All right." Lin Qinghe was in a good mood, so he gave it directly.

It's just meatballs. What's the big deal? Eat it if you want. Anyway, there's so much meat in the house.

At home, Lin Qinghe sent Zhou Qingbai to clean up the pig intestines. He wanted to eat all these things. She couldn't stand the taste, so she only promised to do them. As for cleaning, she cleaned it by herself, and he also cleaned the pig intestines.

Lin Qinghe began to clean up the others.

Cut the lard into small pieces and boil it directly.

Although it's only five Jin, it must be enough because there's a lot of oil and water in the house and there's also some peanut oil mixed with it.

There is a lot of oil out of five Jin.

Boil oil at the same time Lin Qinghe began to measure the big bones, the meat and lean meat.

Although it's getting cold now, the lunar calendar is only at the end of October. It's still not fresh. Unlike the meat splitting at the end of the year, it's tolerable.

Because we need to make meatballs, we need to keep all the meat. Ribs can be used to make soup or steamed or fried.

Big bones are also used to make soup.

The pig intestines outside will be fried with salted vegetables, and there will be a big pig's head and pig's stomach.

In a word, Lin Qinghe has let go.

This autumn harvest is really tiring. It's natural to make up for Zhou Qingbai.

So in the next few days, it's Zhou Qingbai who doesn't want to eat. He also eats oil.

It's probably enough to eat and drink, and the winter wheat has been planted. Basically now it's time to prepare for winter, so Zhou Qingbai, who has nothing to do at leisure, spends his energy on Lin Qinghe at night.

Zhou Xiaomei, who asked her to come back from the holiday, saw her sister-in-law's charming appearance. She was very shy and didn't know what was on her mind.

"What are you doing back this time? Are you ready to marry? " Lin Qinghe picked up his eyebrows and looked at her.

"Now that my parents are free, I'll come back and talk to them and say another time." Zhou Xiaomei is very embarrassed, but between the eyebrows and eyes, she can't stop the spring.

"Well, go back and tell my parents. They should be very happy too. Stalin is very nice." Said Lin Qinghe.

Later, she met several times and talked a few times. Stalin was a man who could make a living.

"Well, I'll go back first." Said Zhou Xiaomei.

"Take this plate of Meatballs back and add a dish for you. Remember to bring the plate back to me." Lin Qinghe gave her a plate of meatballs and said.

"Thank you very much, sister-in-law." Zhou Xiaomei took it with a smile.