Cheng Dafu ordered someone to invite Cheng Dagen, the village butcher, over.

Cheng Dagen brought over the pig-killing tools and looked at the six huge wild boars, feeling a pang of fear in his heart.

One pig, two bears, and three tigers. The wild boar's fighting power ranks ahead of the blind bears and tigers.

Fortunately, the wild boar had been hungry for several months and its strength had been greatly reduced. Under normal circumstances, even an experienced hunter with decades of experience would be either killed or injured if he encountered it.

The white knife was stabbed into the wild boar's neck, and blood gushed out. A basin was used to collect the pig blood, and some salt was sprinkled into it. Pig blood fried with sauerkraut is a rare delicacy and cannot be wasted.

After soaking the wild boar in boiling hot water, everyone worked together to get kitchen knives to remove the wild boar's hair.

After shaving the pig's hair clean, several people worked together to tie up the wild boar's two hind legs and hang it upside down between two wooden ladders. Cheng Dagen took a butcher knife and cut the pig's tail from the position. His movements were clean and neat, and the onlookers cheered.

After taking the pig offal out of the pig's abdominal cavity, the women would consciously clean it. The wild boar had not eaten for a long time, so its intestines were clean, and there was no odor after cleaning it several times.

"Take out the pig's head and bones, and we'll have a big pot of rice tonight!"

Cheng Dafu gave the command with a smile.

"Oh, let's eat from the big pot, let's eat from the big pot!"

The children danced with excitement.

The adults were also very happy. Thinking that they would soon be able to eat the delicious big pot meal, they worked more vigorously.

After weighing, the remaining pork weighed more than 1,500 kilograms. After discussion, everyone decided to distribute the meat according to households, and each household received more than 40 kilograms of meat.

Gaining 40 kilograms of weight was something I would never have dared to do in my dreams before.

In the past, only during festivals would the family be willing to buy two pounds of meat, and each person would get only a small piece in their bowl.

Although I am not yet able to eat a lot of meat, at least I have a goal in life.

After moving the wild boar meat they were given back to their own cave, everyone carried firewood and food to Cheng Dafu's cave.

More than a dozen large iron pots have been set up in the cave. Xie, Zheng and Zhang, with their daughters-in-law, are busy stewing soup and cooking. Other women in the village sit on small stools, helping to wash and cut vegetables while chatting about family matters.

The children were running around outside the cave, chattering and playing.

Everyone had a happy face and laughter was everywhere.

The pig's head and ribs were stewing in the iron pot. After the meat on the pig's head was cooked, Xie threw in the brown rice and dried vegetables.

Liu and Wang are in charge of cooking. Of their family, Li is the best cook. They usually work in the kitchen with Li and have learned 70% to 80% of her cooking skills.

Liu cut the large intestine into small pieces and drained the water. After the oil in the pot was heated, she added salt, ginger and garlic. She poured the large intestine into the pot and stir-fried it quickly twice. She covered the pot and simmered it on high heat for two minutes.

Open the lid of the pot, stir-fry until slightly yellow, pour in rice wine, then add sauerkraut and soybean paste, cook until the sauce is thick and the flavor is mellow, turn up the heat until the sauce thickens and the aroma comes to your nose, pick up a piece and taste the saltiness, the lingering fragrance will fill your mouth.

Wang cut the pork liver into thin slices, put water in the pot, brought it to a boil, then blanched the sliced ​​liver, removed it and drained the water. If conditions allowed, she should have added some carrots, black fungus and the like, but none of these were available now, so she could only use sauerkraut instead.

Add ginger, garlic, sauce, and sauerkraut and stir-fry together. Add salt and rice wine, then add the blanched liver slices, stir-fry for a few times and serve.

Zhang first stuffed the pig lungs until they turned white, put them in a pot and boiled them with water to remove the foam, then cut them into thick pieces, put them in a clay pot together with the leg bones, and stewed them together with the washed dried vegetables.

The rich fragrance filled the air, making people salivate. The children also stopped playing, drooling, and looked into the cave curiously.

"It's time for dinner, take your bowls and line up to get your meal!"

After getting their food, everyone either stood or squatted aside and wolfed it down, their mouths full of oil.

"This pork intestine is absolutely delicious, smooth and tasty, fresh, fragrant and soft."

"And this pickled cabbage and pig blood is so delicious."

“This pork liver is also very good!”

"The cooking skills of Liu and Wang are really good. It would be great if we could eat such delicious meals every day."

The fireworks in the world touch the hearts of mortals.

Mrs. Li was feeding her daughter when Mrs. Zhang brought in a bowl full of meat and pork rib soup.

"He'er, eat it while it's hot. The village has left four pig's trotters for us. I'll make soybean and pig's trotter soup for you tomorrow.

In his previous life, Li had eaten all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, but what he hated the most was pork fat. But when he came here, he couldn't even get full, and his stomach was empty, so fat became the most delicious food.

She handed her daughter, who had finished drinking milk, to her mother-in-law, and then picked up the bowl and began to chew slowly.

Zhang was holding her little granddaughter and gently patting her burp.

At this time, Cheng Laowu's voice was heard outside the door.

"Mom, please bring my little niece out to show us."

"This naughty monkey never stops for a moment."

"You eat first, I'll take the sweet baby out for some fresh air."

Zhang laughed and scolded, said something to Li, and went out with the child in her arms.

A group of people were watching anxiously outside. When they saw Zhang carrying the child out, they all swarmed over. Cheng Laowu, with his lame leg, squeezed to the front.

"Mom, give me the baby to hold."

"Just look at it, why are you hugging me? You are so clumsy, don't hurt my baby."

Before Zhang could speak, Old Man Cheng kicked him on the butt and opened his arms happily: "My dear granddaughter, let Grandpa hug you."

"Ow!"

Cheng Laowu held his buttocks and gasped in pain, then limped back in, baring his teeth and yelling in dissatisfaction.

"Mom, please take care of Dad."

Zhang glared at Old Man Cheng and said, "You old man, he has a wound on his butt, why did you kick him?"

Old Man Cheng scratched his head and sneered, "Hey, I saw that he was limping, so I was worried that he would fall and hurt the baby."

After a moment, Cheng Laowu looked at the soft and sticky little ball in his arms with satisfaction.

"My dear niece, I am your fifth uncle, please call me fifth uncle, fifth uncle..."

"Okay, Lao Wu, hurry up and hold the baby now, it's my turn."

Cheng Laosi said eagerly from the side.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Wait a minute, I haven't hugged you enough yet."

The little pink ball in the cradle, with big eyes like black grapes, watched the two brothers having fun.

Seeing that he couldn't snatch it from his younger brother, Cheng Lao Si came forward and gently pinched the little baby's hand. The little hand was so small, so soft, and so warm.

"My dear, my fourth and fifth uncles went up the mountain yesterday to catch some rabbits to make soup for my third sister-in-law, but they accidentally dug into a wild boar's den, and the rabbits were lost on the way.

What a pity! If it hadn't been lost, the rabbit's fur could have been used to make you a small vest, and the remaining fur could have been used to make you a small hat. When winter comes, you won't be afraid of the cold anymore."

Cheng Xingwan was stunned for a moment. She never thought that her uncles would risk going up the mountain just for her. They almost lost their lives and came back limping after being beaten. She felt warm in her heart.

She reached out and grabbed one of Cheng Laosi's fingers, raised her little face, and babbled to thank the two of them.

This cute little appearance made the two people's hearts tremble.

"Oh my god, who can stand this!"

"My dear, you are talking to me. What are you talking about? Do you want a rabbit fur vest and a little hat?"

"What? Darling, you want a rabbit fur vest. Wait, darling. Uncle will go catch some rabbits in a few days."

"What's a rabbit? I'll go kill some wolves for Guaibao."

"I'll go too, I'll go too."

[Hey, you misunderstood, I am not, I don’t want it. ]

They didn't want the misunderstanding to continue, otherwise they would have discussed catching tigers and leopards for her and making tiger-skin blankets and leopard-print clothes.

Cheng Xingwan rolled his eyes speechlessly, yawned delicately, closed his eyes, and looked like he wanted to sleep.

The hearts of the group of people melted when they saw this. Their sweet baby was so adorable even when he was sleepy.

Zhang took the child, held him in her arms and gently patted the blanket. She looked up and said to Old Man Cheng, "Old man, the baby hasn't been named yet."

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