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  Chapter 94 Killing the New Year Pig

  Several large carriages pulled the wicker back to the village and distributed it to each family. After simply repairing the branches and removing the ends, they can be used as scaffolding.

  In addition to the racks, Liu Qingshan also harvested dozens of cans. After returning home, he took them out of his shoulder pocket, clattered, and threw them on the kang.

   When it was time to eat, I directly baked it in an iron pan with salt, filled a small half plate, and served it on the table.

  When Liu Shikui saw it, his eyes lit up: "This is just right for drinking."

  The fourth and fifth children have also eaten it, and they just picked one up with their little hands and ate it immediately.

  After baking in the pot for a while, there are cracks on the surface, which can be opened with a light break. Inside are golden-yellow chrysalis, and when eaten in the mouth, it is sweet and fragrant, with a hint of saltiness.

   "Sister, you can eat too."

  Liu Qingshan smiled and grabbed Yang Hongying a handful.

  Yang Hongying looked at him suspiciously: "Sanfenger, why do I think your smile is a bit strange, like..."

   "Like a fox."

  The little brother took over the conversation.

  Liu Qingshan wiped his face: "No way, I am such an honest and honest person, how can I get involved with a fox."

  Yang Hongying curled her lips, picked up a Yangla can, and imitated eating one, um, the taste is really good.

   After eating several in a row, he asked, "What is this made of? I haven't eaten it before."

   It was probably about foreign hot peppers, but she didn’t know what it was, so Liu Qingshan said hey twice:

   "It's nothing, this is a chrysalis, and when spring comes next year, big colorful caterpillars will crawl out of it."

   While talking, he looked at Yang Hongying jokingly, waiting to see how her face would change.

  Unexpectedly, Yang Hongying let out an oh, picked up another one, and ate it: "I have eaten ant eggs and bee pupae before, and they are not as good as these."

   This time it was Liu Qingshan's turn to be stunned: Sister, you are too tough!

  …

  The next day, each family began to plant racks in the greenhouse. They are all veterans of farming. Naturally, this small job is not a problem. Who doesn’t take care of the small garden every year?

  The only difference is that you have to be a little careful not to poke a hole in the plastic sheet with a wicker stick.

  Liu Qingshan's family is no exception, they are all busy in the greenhouse: Liu Qingshan is in charge of inserting the frame bars, which are tied together in groups of four.

  If it is in the open air, tie a horizontal bar to connect and fix it.

  It is saved in the greenhouse, there is no wind or waves, and there is no need to worry about blowing the cucumber rack down.

   "This wicker is not dry, it will definitely sprout in a few days."

  Lin Zhi was in charge of tying cloth strips to the frame. She knew that wicker was extremely tenacious and could basically survive in the soil, not to mention that the temperature and humidity in the greenhouse were very suitable.

   "That's good for cold dressing, and it's better to eat it in winter."

  Liu Jinfeng has recently felt a little unappetizing, and the wicker sprouts are a little bit bitter. After blanching, they taste fresh and fresh, which should be quite suitable for her.

  Liu Qingshan heard it, and felt a move in his heart: "Then what kind of wicker sprouts are you eating? It's so hard. When the time comes, I will get some old thorn sprouts for my eldest sister."

  Prickly old sprouts are a very delicious wild vegetable in the mountains, but they need to wait until spring to germinate.

   "By that time, my teeth will fall out."

   Liu Jinfeng was also joking with his younger brother.

  Liu Qingshan is not joking: "Sister, what I said is true, in less than a month, I will definitely let you eat thorny old buds."

  They were chatting while working, and the big head strolled over, and he gave guidance from each household, and finally came here.

  Helping the rest of the trellises to be planted, Datou looked at the cucumber seedlings that were more than a foot high, and said happily: "This is about to bloom, and when the time comes, I have to teach everyone to hand-pollinate."

  Cucumbers grown in greenhouses at the moment are not parthenocarpic, so pollination is definitely needed.

   There is no need to think about dipping with potions and the like for the time being, there is no such thing, so I can only hold a small plush brush and artificially pollinate one flower after another.

  This process, one after another, has to last for a while, which is too troublesome.

  Liu Qingshan pondered for a while: "Is it possible to pollinate naturally? It's a pity that no one keeps bees in our village. Otherwise, putting a box of bees in a shed will solve everything."

   "That's right, I'm going to find the boss uncle. The eldest daughter of his family is married to the forest guard team. Her husband's family is a beekeeper, and they harvest linden tree honey every year."

  The big head was also very inspired, and ran away in a hurry.

  Liu Qingshan and the others had to put up their grandpa's greenhouse after finishing their own greenhouse. When they entered the grandpa's greenhouse, they saw Liu Shikui holding a small watering can and watering a row of flower pots.

   "The rose blooms really well this year."

  Liu Jinfeng leaned over to a large pink rose flower, and took a deep breath. A faint fragrance penetrated into her nose, and she couldn't help but close her eyes, savoring it for a long time.

  Liu Shikui had a peaceful smile on his face: "With this greenhouse this year, these flowers will also flourish."

  In the rural areas of these years, it is rare to grow flowers in the house. The reason is that the house is not warm, and it is freezing in winter, and the flowers are frozen to death.

   "Grandpa, the family is prosperous, so the flowers will be more prosperous."

  Liu Qingshan saw that those pots of Clivia were also lush and lush, with dark green and shiny leaves, so he quickly took over the conversation.

  The old man nodded happily, and Liu Qingshan was also inspired: It seems that some nectar-sourced flowers should be planted in the greenhouse, so as to grow vegetables and raise bees without delay.

  Wait until the afternoon of the next day, Uncle Boss and the others happily brought back more than 20 beehives in a carriage and distributed them to each household.

  According to Da Zhang Luo and the others who went with them, the in-laws of the owner of the car were reluctant at first, but the uncle of the boss glared and wanted to bring the daughter back, and the other party was scared.

  This old man is Niu Cha.

  Liu Qingshan also cheerfully moved the beehive into the shed, and after opening the small door in front, he was relieved to hear the buzzing movement inside.

  Because the climate here is cold in winter, the bee colony is also very difficult to endure in winter, and the number will drop by more than half.

   There is no honey to be harvested, no food to eat, and the beekeeper has to feed some sugar water on a regular basis. By the beginning of spring next year, basically there will be no one in ten.

  However, their lives are also tenacious enough. As long as the climate conditions are suitable, they will reproduce in large numbers and start the cycle of life again.

  The next day, when I entered the greenhouse again, I found a small number of bees flying out to move around.

  They are buzzing, busy on the small flowers of peppers and tomatoes reserved, they are really a group of hardworking little guys.

The vegetables in the greenhouse grew up bit by bit under the eager expectation of the villagers. By December, the celery was nearly a foot high, the leeks were also growing in bunches, and even the cucumbers had grown small. Cucumber twist.

  The smiles on everyone's faces are also increasing, and when they are free, they get together to study and discuss.

   How long will it take for this dish to cut its head?

   How much can you sell for a catty?

   Is there anyone willing to pay for it?

   After a few more snowfalls and the temperature dropped to minus 20 degrees at night, the stoves in the greenhouse also started to heat up.

  Some families simply set up simple wooden beds in the shed and sleep directly in the shed.

  It's much warmer than sleeping in the house.

  At this time in previous years, it has already entered the winter slack, and the local saying is called "Cat Dong'er".

  This year is a bit busier, whether it is a pig farm or a greenhouse, there is a lot of work.

  Although I can't be idle, but watching the vegetables in the greenhouse grow taller day by day, no one is tired of making noise.

  As farmers, who are afraid of being tired, they are afraid of being poor!

   This month is also the happiest time for the children, because as soon as December enters, it’s time to kill pigs!

  The killing of pigs here takes place much earlier in the morning, basically about a month or two earlier, because after the cold weather, the fat pigs in the pigsty basically don’t gain weight.

   The food we eat every day is not enough to resist the cold consumption, so it is a waste of food to continue feeding.

  Of course, the big shed pig house is another situation. Those piglets have grown to half size, and they are growing meat every day.

  The captain’s aunt weighs the pigs from time to time. According to her, on average, a pig can gain about one and a half catties per day.

  Following this trend, a large number of pigs will be slaughtered just before the Spring Festival. Except for the reserved breeding pigs and sows, the rest can basically be sold.

  December 4th, very early in the morning, Liu Qingshan went to the mountains for morning exercises, and invited his master back, because his family was going to kill a pig today, and it was the Jiapigoutou family who performed the knife.

   There is actually a particular point here. Generally, everyone is not very willing to kill pigs first.

  When slaughtering pigs in rural areas, neighbors, relatives and friends, as well as prominent people in the village, all have to be called to help, and eat pork by the way, and there are several tables.

  Think about it, everyone’s stomach has been boiled for almost a year, and the oil and water have been boiled away long ago, and it’s hard to eat pork, so it’s not easy to shake off the cheeks, at least you have to eat a lot of meat.

   After eating a few of them one after another, they were basically overwhelmed, so the owner who killed the pig later could save some money.

  Liu Qingshan doesn't care about these things, if there is no income, no matter how much money is cut, it won't save much money.

   After breakfast, many villagers strolled to his house. When a big wooden case was set up in the courtyard, this is the guillotine for the big fat pig.

   It happened to be Sunday, and many children also came to watch the excitement, and the fourth and fifth children also followed suit, lighting cigarettes and passing fire to the guests.

  The little ones were all jumping around, and the four tigers were still muttering: "Don't cry, children, you will kill pigs when the twelfth lunar month comes."

  There are two children next to each other: "Don't be greedy, children, after Laba, it will be the New Year!"

   Pig killing and New Year's Eve are probably what they look forward to the most.

   Of course, it was Marshal Zhang who performed the operation. He wore a furry dog ​​fur hat on his head and a palm-wide belt around his waist. He was majestic and murderous.

  There is a greasy leather scabbard on the top of the belt, and inside is the butcher knife that has been battle-tested.

  I don’t know how many pigs have been stabbed with this knife. It is estimated that even if the second senior brother saw it, his legs would tremble.

  On the large stove outside, a pot of boiling water had already been boiled, and everything was ready. Marshal Zhang took off his dog fur hat and hung it on the grill, revealing his shiny bald head.

   slapped the belt around his waist, and he shouted loudly: "Use the knife!"

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help but want to laugh: Why is this a bit like Mr. Bao yelling out?

  Ah... Ah Choo!

  He couldn't help but sneezed a few times, rubbed his nose, and thought to himself: Who is talking about me?

   While Liu Qingshan was busy slaughtering pigs at home, he didn't know that someone was really looking for him, and they were going crazy.

  (end of this chapter)