"What's the matter?"

Ye piaoyue looks at her with this kind of affectionate eyes. Ye Rongrong is dissatisfied and looks directly into her eyes. He lowers his head to add wood to the stove and says.

"Nothing, master, thank you for your corn!"

See host such attitude, leaf float month in the heart understand, host still can't accept oneself, thanks, took the corn cob that host handed over.

"Eat corn!"

When ye Guangrong peels off the charred skin, the ripe corn kernels give off the steaming heat, and the strong aroma of corn comes to his face, which makes Ye Guangrong intoxicated.

This kind of corn roasted with pine wood is the most fragrant, and the taste is also the best.

Ye Rongrong took a bite of the corn in his hand. The soft taste of the corn exploded in his mouth, and an indescribable fragrance also appeared. It was very delicious.

"Master, the corn you baked is really delicious."

"The smell of pine and the original flavor of corn are naturally good. You can eat more if you like."

"But there are not many corn left."

A total of five corn, Dudu and Mengmeng go two, and eat one, the master left two corn.

With the host's appetite, two corn is not enough for him.

"It's OK. Just go and get some more corn to bake."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

"Why didn't I think of it?"

Ye piaoyue hurried to take some corn and give it to the host to bake.

……

"You guys go get the pigs."

Today, chef Ye Xiangde is leading the pig killing banquet.

Since retiring to live in Taoyuan Village, ye Xiangde has been the village banquet chef in the village. If there is a wedding or a white wedding, ye Xiangde is basically invited to be the chef.

Although Ye Guangrong is the best cook in the village, now no one dares to ask Ye Guangrong to cook for his wedding.

Ye Xiangde, the chef, was invited to take charge of the pig killing banquet in the village.

Soon, a big white pig of more than 200 Jin was driven by several people.

This big white pig is a pig raised by the villagers themselves. The taste of this pork is much better than those raised with feed.

It's hard to get in the market.

Every year when the new year is approaching, many people in the city will drive to the countryside to buy this kind of domestic pork.

Generally speaking, if anyone in the countryside wants to kill a pig, the people in the village will know a few days in advance and tell the news to their relatives living in the city.

If they want to buy this kind of farmhouse pork, they will drive over.

Now in the countryside, people don't have to sell pigs to the pork peddlers as they used to. It wasn't long after the pigs were slaughtered that people basically bought up all the pork.

The big white pig seemed to notice that the situation was not good, and began to shout at the top of his voice when everyone drove him.

Rural people raise pigs, basically let them run around, and often let them forage by themselves, which makes these pigs not only muscular, but also have a big voice, which can frighten timid people.

However, the men in the village didn't kill the pig once or twice. Naturally, they wouldn't be frightened by the pig's cry. They were in a group of two and immediately caught the big white pig, pulled it to the ground and trapped the big white pig's limbs.

Although the big white pig struggled badly, he couldn't get away from the control of eight big men. Soon the big white pig was carried to the prepared bench.

Immediately, they tied the big white pig's limbs to the bench with ropes.

"Is the water boiling?"

Ye Xiangde looks at Ye Rongrong and asks.

"The water is boiling!"

Ye Guangrong nodded and said.

"All right, let's go!"

Ye Xiangde said to the butcher in the village.

After all, ye Xiangde is just a cook, but he can't do the job of killing pigs.

Soon the pig butcher in the village came over with a long pig knife. He patted the big white pig that couldn't move. He began to quickly scrape the pig's hair at the appropriate cutting position, and then washed it with water.

Then he stabbed the big white pig in the stomach with a pig killing knife, and the blood of the big white pig gushed out like a fountain.

Having been tied up, the big white pig made a miserable cry, and soon felt the rapid loss of blood and vitality in the body.

Soon, the big white pig stopped struggling.

"All right!"

The butcher nodded to Ye Xiangde.

"Put the pig on the chopping board!"

Ye Xiangde said to several young adults in the village.

Soon, the big white pig was carried to the big wooden table prepared in advance, and many people were preparing beside the table.

Seeing that the big white pig was carried to the mountain, ye Rongrong immediately poured a ladle of boiling water on the pig.Under the action of boiling water, the pores of pigskin expand, and then with a knife, the pig hair will fall off.

You can't use Ye Rongrong to take part in the work of hair removal and belly rifling. His job today is to do a good job of fire.

In the north and some places not near the sea, half of the dishes in a banquet are on the body of pigs. It can be said that pigs hold up half of the banquet.

Each of us has its own position, such as cutting open the belly, cleaning the pig intestines, perfusing the blood intestines, cooking the pig's head and water, and so on. Soon the pig was divided into good parts according to the food.

"Dad, Dad!"

Dudu runs over and shouts to Ye Rongrong.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Rongrong squats down and looks at her baby girl and asks.

"Dad, let's go home!"

Dudu said to his father.

"Why don't you look at killing pigs?"

Ye Rongrong looks at Dudu doubtfully and asks.

"Dudu doesn't look!"

Dudu shook his head and said.

"OK, let's go home!"

Ye Guangrong nodded, picked up Dudu and went home.

It seems that the bloody scene of killing a pig just now scared the girl Dudu, and then she cried to go back.

……

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Before the end of the pig killing banquet, ye Rongrong's family came back early. The identity and status of Ye Rongrong made the officials and businessmen who came here today constantly toast Ye Rongrong, which made Ye Rongrong's family uncomfortable.

Of course, ye Guangrong's family is here, and they are also constrained to eat, so ye Guangrong simply leaves early to go home.

"Brother in law, I'm still hungry?"

Liu Xi looked at Ye Guangrong and said.

We agreed to go to the village to eat the pig killing banquet. The whole family arranged it on a table, but there were so many people who didn't know how to make a toast, which made it impossible for everyone to have a good meal.

"I'm going to fry eggs and rice for you."

Ye Rongrong said and went back to the kitchen.

After all, it's a waste of time to cook now. It's good to eat fried rice with eggs. I haven't cooked fried rice with eggs for a long time.

After eating Ye Rongrong's delicious fried rice with eggs, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Everyone went back to their rooms to have a rest.

"Husband, your phone!"

Ye Rongrong takes a bath in the bathroom. Liu Qingqing hands his mobile phone in and says.

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