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Chapter 98 Draw lots and divide the pork! (Please subscribe)
Twenty-four, sweep the house;
Twenty-six, stewed pork;
Twenty-eight, hair...

Lao Cao listened to Sun Jianping's "admonishment" and was cruel. He pulled out the old sow that had been raised for two years in the pig pen and slashed its neck with a knife.

This big black pig weighed quite a lot, weighing more than three hundred kilograms. It had a fat head and big ears, and its belly was dragged to the ground. When it was disemboweled, everyone was very happy. It was full of oil!

"I've been raising pigs for two years in vain, and I haven't even laid a single litter of pigs and lambs, but I'm so fat!" Zhang Ziyi leaned his hand on the pork and gestured, "Four fat fingers!"

"So much food has been wasted!" Wang Liansheng held a sharp butcher's knife and shaved off the hair on the pig skin. He grinned, revealing half of his missing front teeth, "Lao Zhang, these two pig kidneys I’ll take it back for you to make up for it!”

"I don't want that thing!" Zhang Ziyi curled his lips in disgust, "Give it to Jinshan, that guy is weak, his eyes are black, and the walkway is shaking!"

"I will die if you don't bury Tai!" Xu Jinshan rolled his eyes at him and gestured with the butcher's knife in his hand, "If you do it again, I'll take off that thing from your crotch! Give it to Director Yang to drink!"

"Haha, let me squeeze those two big baskets of yours first..."

Zhang Ziyi used the black tiger to dig at his crotch, which scared Xu Jinshan and jumped to the side, "Hey, isn't it, killing a pig?"

"Ahem!" Lao Cao came over with a pipe in his mouth and made a big smear on Zhang Ziyi's neck. "It's a big deal. You know how to make trouble. He's the father of three children and he's not doing anything right!"

"Shit, can you be gentle? My brain... is full of knowledge. If I break it, it will be a loss for the whole team!" Zhang Ziyi rubbed his sore neck, "Kill the pig, look at what's next. Which one did you kill?"

"I'll kill you next!" Lao Cao stretched out his hand to measure the fatness of the old sow, then looked at the pig belly, intestines and other things that Wang Liansheng pulled out, and his face twitched, "Don't blame Jianping for saying that. This pig can’t reproduce, look at it, it doesn’t even look like it!”

These farmers don’t understand anatomy or scientific breeding. In their opinion, as long as the sow’s parts are not cut off, she can reciprocate her kindness and give birth to twenty piglets a year, so that the big guy can You can eat pork during the Chinese New Year!
Little did they know that the sow that had been raised for two years actually had a disability that caused the uterus to be incompletely developed and unable to carry cubs!

"What did Jianping do?" Lao Zhang hadn't seen Sun Jianping for a long time, and he had some weird thoughts.

"He went to the mill to grind the rice. It's the New Year. He ground the big yellow rice and sprinkled some rice cakes to eat..."

When it comes to rice cakes, everyone's expressions look unnatural. It is a tradition in the Northeast to make rice cakes during the New Year, but the yield of millet crops is low, and each household can only get one or two kilograms.

"Hurry up and divide the pork..." Lao Cao urged, while Wang Liansheng wiped the grease on the knife, "How are we going to divide the pork this year? How about drawing lots?"

"Drawing lots, wasn't it the draw of lots in previous years? Just follow the old rules!"

Wang Liansheng frowned, grabbed the whetstone, and sharpened the knife.

Sun Jianping was sweating profusely in the mill. The more than 100 kilograms of millet were pounded out of their shells and soaked in warm water overnight. Now they are plump. After grinding them, the yellow rice absorbs water and turns into fine powder that falls. Go to the stone trough below.

Sun Jianping held a brand-new broom, which was newly pierced by Lao Cai, the "craftsman" in the village. He carefully swept up the semi-dry yellow rice flour and put it into a tin bucket.

Cao Chungui came in with a pole, picked up two buckets of yellow rice noodles, and came to Xu Jinshan's house. At this time, Aunt Xu was guarding the big pot, wiping the curtain made of sorghum stalks clean.

"Auntie, do you think this yellow rice noodle is okay?"

Aunt Xu grabbed a handful, rubbed it in her palms, and nodded, "That's it. King Kong, if you're busy, come over and help Auntie fill her mouth with firewood!"

She called into the back room. Wang Jingang was lying on the kang with the two girls of the Xu family, reading a book about little people. They were laughing while reading. When they heard the old lady calling him to work, his face became as angry as a donkey's. "My mother is calling you!" Xu Erya pushed him, and Wang Jingang reluctantly snuggled to the edge of the kang, ran to the kitchen with his shoes on, sat next to the stove, and grabbed a handful of branches. Stuff it in.

Aunt Xu glanced at him, sighed, pulled out a large enamel basin, poured half a bucket of yellow rice noodles into it, scooped out half a bucket of warm water, mixed evenly with her hands, then poured in half a bucket of dry powder and stirred them together until When I could squeeze it into a ball with my hands, I wiped the flour off my hands and looked into the pot.

The heat in the pot came up. Aunt Xu put the cleaned curtain in the pot, grabbed a handful of yellow rice noodles and sprinkled them evenly.

"Auntie, you've already done this!" Li Xiuzhi hurried over and handed her a cloth bag. Aunt Xu grabbed a handful and saw that they were broken red dates with the cores removed!
"Where did such good red dates come from?"

"Accountant Tian gave it to Jianping and said it was Yellow River beach dates. The kid didn't want to eat it and brought it back to me. I thought I'd put it in the rice cake and let everyone have a taste!" Li Xiuzhi put her hands on the edge of the pot. , watching Aunt Xu spreading rice cakes with great interest, "I stopped by to learn this craft from you."

"This boy Jianping is really thoughtful. I would like to thank him on behalf of the women in our village!" Aunt Xu laughed and grabbed a handful of yellow rice noodles and sprinkled them on the curtain. "It's nothing, it just needs to be spread evenly." Just be careful and don’t get any lumps on your face..."

Layers of yellow rice noodles were sprinkled on top, steamed through by the hot water vapor, forming a huge disc-shaped yellow rice cake. Seeing that it was thick enough, Aunt Xu poured out all the chopped red dates, sprinkled it evenly on top, and then covered it. Layers of yellow rice flour, red kidney beans...

The steaming rice cake is finally out of the oven. Use a kitchen knife to cut it into long strips as thick as half a finger. Leave it outside to cool down and freeze it. When it's time to eat, throw two pieces into the pot and let the heat flow through. It will become sticky and sizzling. Sticky teeth.

The New Year pig over there has also been divided. A piece of pork weighing more than 300 kilograms. After deducting the two large pig knuckles that are to be "gunned" by the superiors, the rest is cut into small pieces and placed on the ground.

There were already many paper balls stuffed into a broken porcelain bowl.

"Although our team is a poor team, we can't help but let everyone eat meat during the Chinese New Year. The pork has been divided. The old sow we killed weighed three hundred pounds. The intestines, bones, hooves and two elbows were removed, and there were still some One hundred and eighty kilograms, four and a half kilograms for a family, it’s still the same old rules, draw lots, whatever you catch counts, it’s more or less the same, no one should make a mistake, listen?”

Lao Cao held his pipe in his mouth and called all the heads of households over. He briefly said a few words. Seeing that everyone had no objections, he waved his hand to Zhang Ziyi and said, "Let's get started!"

The heads of each household unanimously put their hands into the porcelain bowl, tossing it around for a long time, then took out a paper ball, pulled it open, read the number, and handed it to Zhang Ziyi.

"Number 15!" Zhang Ziyi shouted, and Wang Liansheng took the piece of pork with the "" note on it and handed it to the man. He looked at the piece of meat given to him, whether it was thin or fat. , it also came with a piece of pig intestines and big bones. He shut his nose and took out a cloth bag and put it in it.

When drawing lots to divide the meat, everyone depends on luck. Regardless of whether it is Wang Liansheng or Zhang Ziyi, no one can cut the meat completely fairly. Some people who catch lean meat suddenly have such gloomy faces that they can drip water.

Some caught a big piece of fat and were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.

The most unlucky person was Yang Zhonggui. After stirring for a long time in a broken porcelain bowl, he actually caught a fan of ribs!
Spare ribs, commonly known as pork ribs, are divided equally between humans and dogs. They don’t produce any oil and have many bones. His wife was so angry that she twisted his ears and yelled!

Everyone got their share of pork, leaving only some bits and pieces and the big pig head.

According to the rules of Ermajia Village, this pig head should be given to the person who has contributed the most and helped the village the most in the past year!
Everyone stared eagerly at the big pig head and kept swallowing their saliva.

Although it is an old sow, the meat always has a vague smell of sizzling meat, but it is still somewhat meaty!

Pig head...

This old sow weighs three hundred kilograms, and the pig head alone weighs more than twenty kilograms. After shaving the bones, it can still yield ten or eight kilograms of meat. If you save some food, it will be enough for a family to eat for a month. !
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, when dripping water turned into ice, everyone stood in the yard of the production team headquarters, sniffing their noses, smelling the aroma of pickled cabbage and pig waste next to them, and looking longingly at the big pig head.

Who should give this big thing to?
(End of this chapter)