Datang romantic little landlord

This orphan and widowed mother has suffered a lot of grievances.And if Zhao Xiaoniang's father was also a former government soldier, he must have passed away at least ten years ago.

In this way, Xiaoniang Zhao should be in her teens, but he thought that Xiaoniang Zhao was less than ten years old, so she was too thin.Obviously malnourished, it can be seen how hard the life of the mother and daughter is...

Regardless of avoiding suspicion, he reached out and stroked the little girl's hair, and said in an unusually gentle voice, "Mother, I bought all of your pigs, do you want copper coins or grain?"

Zhao Xiaoniang gave Li Wangyou a blessed gift very restrainedly: "Go back to your lord, if it's convenient, I don't know if it's okay to half the copper and half the food."

"Okay, of course." Li Wangyou nodded repeatedly, calling for Li Heng to come out and weigh the two pigs.

The two pigs are about [-] catties. Zhao Xiaoniang looked at the tall scales and her face was flushed with laughter. She ran to cut pig grass every day and carefully fed the two pigs, in order to be able to sell them at a good price to supplement the family.

There are only two mothers and daughters in her family, and neither can do heavy labor. Although everyone in the village takes good care of them, and the Niu family brothers often bring them food, Zhao Xiaoniang does not want to rely on others to live.

Li Wangyou said with a smile: "Four hundred catties is really fat. Forty Wen a catty, a total of [-] Wen, Zhao Xiaoniang, I will give you eight copper coins, plus two stones of grain, what do you think?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaoniang shook her head: "Lang Jun, you are wrong. This is a hairy pig, and it cannot be calculated according to the price of pork slaughtered in the county. The price of a hairy pig is less than [-] yuan at most. I can't charge you so much. .”

Li Wangyou was taken aback by her words, he did deliberately calculate the price for Zhao Xiaoniang according to the price of the meat stalls in the county, but he did not expect that the little girl would not accept it at all.

"Zhao Xiaoniang, wouldn't it be good to make more money?" Li Wangyou asked.

Zhao Xiaoniang's head shook like a rattle: "My mother has always taught me that I need to be honest and responsible, and I can't take a penny of money that shouldn't be collected. Besides, if you are willing to buy my pigs, you are already taking care of them. I am very happy. Thank you, Mr. Lang."

Li Wangyou could only be in awe of this.

Although poor, it is really rare to be able to stick to one's heart, not to be greedy or humble. Are the people of Tang Dynasty so talented?

Li Wangyou could only obey Zhao Xiaoniang: "Then it will be counted as twenty coins. I will give you four copper coins, and five buckets of grain for one stone."

Zhao Xiaoniang still wants to talk about what to write, she thinks that the food is too much, and the pigs can be sold for less than [-] yuan.

But Li Wangyou didn't wait for her to speak, and stared: "Just do as I say, otherwise I won't buy this pig!"

Zhao Xiaoniang bit her lip, thanked Li Wangyou with gratitude in her eyes, and agreed.

Looking for someone to help Zhao Xiaoniang transport the copper coins and grain home, the pig butcher came, but it was none other than the Niu family brothers.

"Niu Dalang, Erlang, are you still acting as a butcher?" Li Wangyou wondered.

"What do you call a cameo? The butchering in this village is done by our brothers, haha. Xiao Lang, I heard that today you want to invite the whole village to eat some pig-killing rice?"

"Yes, thank you two elder brothers for your help." Li Wangyou pointed to the outside of the yard, where a large pot and stove had already been built to boil water.

After Li Wangyou decided to invite the whole village to eat a pig-killing meal yesterday, he started preparations early.

Knowing that Li Wangyou was going to kill a pig for a treat, the village was as lively as New Year's Eve.

The old village is directing everyone in the village to move out the straw mats and low tables from their homes, and place them all over the road in the village.The bowls and chopsticks for serving the dishes are also prepared by each household. Now it is waiting for the Niu brothers to kill the pigs.

Those brats in the village came to watch the excitement early.

The fat pig was dragged to the slaughterhouse, screaming and screaming, but it made both adults and children smile.It is rare for these farmers to stick to meat all year round.

Four or five strong men held the pig down, and Niu Wu held a short knife, raised the knife and dropped it, and bled the fat pig directly.

Immediately, a mother-in-law and aunt brought a big basin to catch the pig's blood.This was specifically ordered by Li Wangyou, and the pig's blood will be used to make blood tofu later.

After the two fat pigs were silent, Li Wangyou directed the crowd to lift the pigs aside, and washed them with boiled water.

After the belly was disemboweled, Li Wangyou began to direct the mothers-in-law and aunts in the village to divide the work, cleaning the intestines and cleaning the pig's head and pig's feet. It was very lively.

Niu Yong and Niu Wu cleaned up the two fat pigs, divided the pork and ribs well.

"Xiao Lang, how do you make these pork? Do you want to let the mothers-in-law in the village handle the spoon?" Niu Wu asked, wiping off his sweat.

"Don't, I'll personally come to the pig-killing meal today!" Li Wangyou hastily stopped, these Tang aunts probably don't know anything but boiled meat for nothing, that would be a waste of these two fat pigs.

Su Changqing originally planned for her to take the helm, but Li Wangyou chased her away: "Haha, you don't know how to kill pigs today, Changqing, let me do it."

"You really can?" Su Changqing was a little unsure.

"Hey, look, I used to celebrate the New Year in the village, and my family would cook rice every year." Li Wangyou rolled up his sleeves and walked to the big stove.

His actions shocked everyone. No matter whether it was Li Heng, Pei Lan, or Qiu Kun, they didn't expect that Li Wangyou was going to be in charge of the cooking.

"Xiao Lang, the gentleman is far away from the kitchen..." Qiu Kun didn't expect that Li Wangyou would cook for a group of farmers himself, and was a little frightened.

Li Wangyou glanced at him sideways, and spat: "Yeah, that sentence is clearly a gentleman's thing for animals. Seeing their lives, they can't bear to see them die; hearing their voices, they can't bear to eat their meat. That's why a gentleman stays away from the kitchen. You eat meat every now and then, how dare you say that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen? Don’t eat it for a while if you have the ability!”

Qiu Kun shyly laughed and hid away. He planned to see what tricks Li Wangyou could make, whether it was as delicious as the stewed pork noodles last night.

Li Wangyou began to direct a group of people to help him, living a life of lighting fires, doing odd jobs, he operated several large stoves at the same time.

Fat sausage and bloody meat, braised pork, Dongpo elbow, fried pork, double-cooked pork, white meat with garlic paste, braised pork ribs, stir-fried liver and waist...

Li Wangyou used all his abilities and was so busy that he was sweating profusely.

A series of delicacies that the people of the Tang Dynasty had never seen before were brought out continuously, filling the seats in the village.

The adults and children in the village, stimulated by the aroma of pork, were all salivating. They all looked at Li Wangyou who was busy on the stove, waiting for the feast to begin.

After Li Wangyou finished the last dish and ordered the mothers-in-law and aunts to bring it to the table, the pig-killing rice can finally be served!

Just when everyone was about to have a feast, the sound of horseshoes came from outside the village...

069 Butchered Pig Rice II

Li Wangyou looked at the few people who rode into the village in surprise, but they were acquaintances.

The so-called coming sooner rather than later coincidence, the people who rode into the village were Hu County Magistrate Yang Zuan and Chief Bookkeeper Liu Xiao, followed by several government servants.

Li Wangyou hurriedly got up and went up to meet him: "Ziyou has seen the Ming Mansion and Master Liu, is there something wrong with you two?"

"Ziyou, what is the happy event in the village today?" Yang Zuan asked without answering.

On the road in the village, a nearly [-]-meter-long banquet was placed in the open air, which was very spectacular. It was the first time he had seen such a banquet in a village.

Li Wangyou said with a sneer: "Hehe, today I invite all the folks to eat pig-killing rice. Ming Fu and Master Liu also join the table, and have fun with the people today."

"Killing pig rice?" Yang Zuan was a little displeased when he heard that it was cheap meat, but he nodded and got off the horse with Liu Xiao.

Seeing that the magistrate of the county government and the head secretary came together, the old village hurriedly came to greet and salute, and graciously invited Yang Zuan and Liu Xiao to the table.

"Ziyou, why did you think of making this pig-killing meal?"

"Hey, kid, I had a little harvest in Chang'an City a few days ago, and I recently moved back to Dingzhou Village, so it's a must to treat the villagers to a banquet."

Yang Zuan nodded, without being pretentious, he took off his boots and entered the table together with the head secretary Liu Xiao, and the accompanying yamen servants were also greeted by Lao Cunzheng to sit in other seats.