Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

After listening to what Li Youtian said, the onlookers realized that Zeng Wangcai also had a pig in the countryside.

But no one cares about the other one at the moment. Everyone treats this big fat pig weighing 487.2 jin as if it were a living father and gathers around the tractor to watch it.

"Wow, this is a fat pig weighing more than 400 kilograms, almost 500 kilograms. The meat produced must be more than 300 kilograms."

"I have lived in a courtyard for many years, but this is the first time I have seen a pig being slaughtered in a courtyard."

"My goodness, Zhu Da is really strong, do you think Sha Zhu can hold him down?"

Among the onlookers, some people made fun of Shazhu.

Sha Zhu was in a good mood and responded with a smile, "Don't worry, pigs are no harder to control than women. Just wait and see tomorrow morning." He turned to Zeng Wangcai and made a promise, "Don't worry, Wangcai, I guarantee that I will kill it in one stroke without wasting a drop of pig blood."

Everything is precious nowadays, and pig blood certainly cannot be wasted.

"Since I'm giving it to you, I definitely trust you. Let me introduce you." Zeng Wangcai took out a cigarette, gave one to someone he knew, and then pulled Li Youtian over and said, "This is Uncle Youtian, the chef in our village. He has no faction and is very good at cooking. He will help you tomorrow."

"Okay, Uncle Arita, we'll work together tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Li Youtian got out of the car, happily smoking a cigarette and discussing tomorrow's meals with Sha Zhu.

In fact, Zeng Wangcai’s requirements were not high. He only used one table of food to entertain the two old men and Secretary Wang, and the rest to entertain the soldiers, so that everyone could have the meal and then return to the army.

After chatting for a while, Zeng Wangcai asked Xie An and others to come out, and more than twenty soldiers surrounded the tractor.

Finally, the question is, the pig will not be slaughtered until tomorrow morning, where should it be put now?

"Or, just leave it outside my house. There's enough space!" Sha Zhu suggested, "The things are all outside the door anyway. Let's kill them at dawn tomorrow morning. This way, we don't have to rush around and cause trouble."

This makes sense!

Zeng Wangcai said with a smile: "Even if you agree, others may not agree."

"Who doesn't agree?" Sha Zhu glared, "We are all neighbors, we don't keep him every day, what do you think?"

The neighbors naturally agreed, which eliminated the possibility that Yi Zhonghai might sing a different tune.

It was too easy for more than twenty people to take care of a pig, not to mention that some of Xie An and his companions had helped the village slaughter pigs when they were at home.

Two of them went up and threw the second brother to the ground in the truck bed, holding the pig's body tightly, and had someone tie up the pig's four hooves, so that they would not be afraid of the pig running away if they were not able to stop it.

After tying up the pig, several people grunted and carried the pig inside and placed it at the door of Sha Zhu's house in the middle courtyard. They didn't even untie the rope and just left it on the ground.

Zeng Wangcai thought that Sha Zhu's family was in a den of wolves, with Yi Zhonghai on the left, Qin Huairu on the right, and Liu Haizhong behind. It was too dangerous, so he asked Xie An to remember to arrange soldiers to take turns to stand guard at night.

There were still people standing guard over him before he died. This showed that Second Brother’s life was different from others of his kind.

The next day, Sunday.

It was just daybreak, and before the first ray of sunlight shone into the courtyard, the courtyard was already bustling with activity.

The pig was fine and was lying quietly.

Many neighbors came to help spontaneously, regardless of whether they could help or not, and they all wandered around the Central Courtyard.

"Comrade Xie, please quickly arrange for someone to boil water. We need a lot of water." Sha Zhu gave orders in an orderly manner, while Li Youtian helped by bringing basins.

Zeng Wangcai's family came over from the front yard, and Xiaoqiang and Lai Fu proudly took their friends to visit the big fat pig.

"I'll leave this to you guys." Zeng Wangcai said hello, "I'll go buy some breakfast and come back later. I'll pick someone up after that."

"No problem, don't worry!" Sha Zhu responded.

Zeng Wangcai, who was not short of money, took Zhang Xiuzhi out with him, along with two soldiers.

Yesterday he made an agreement with the restaurant at the entrance of the alley and ordered a large amount of multi-grain steamed buns and porridge, just to save his mother from having to work too hard early this morning.

After a while, two soldiers came back carrying two trays of steamed buns each, and two soldiers came back carrying a large wooden barrel.

"Come on, come on, don't work yet. Work after you're full. If you don't eat well, you can only eat until you're full!" Zeng Wangcai called out.

Who dares to be picky about food these days? As long as you are full, it doesn’t matter if it’s coarse.

Zeng Wangcai was holding a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge while talking to Sha Zhu and Li Youtian: "What do you need to say? But the pig must have half of its fan left out. I need it."

"I know, I know. More than 20 people can't eat more than 300 kilograms of meat. Even if you dare to ask me to do it, I don't dare to do it. It's too wasteful."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. I'll go pick up the person!" Zeng Wangcai finished the steamed bun in a few bites, drank the porridge, and went out.

He first had to drive to the village to pick up Zeng Laosan, and then go to pick up Secretary Wang. Grandma did not forget and asked Zhang Xiuzhi to pick them up.

Only after he had picked up the people here, could he go to pick up the two old men. Both in age and status, the old men were older, so it was understandable that they were late.

As for Sha Zhu, he has eaten and drunk his fill and is ready to work.

Under the two makeshift pots, firewood was crackling. It started before dinner, and the two pots of water had already boiled.

"Here I am, Comrade Xie. Please ask someone to carry the pig up!" Silly Pig shouted as he rolled up his sleeves.

The neighbors were excited and surrounded Sha Zhu's house in three layers.

Xie An took action personally and found a few strong and heavy soldiers to help lift up the second senior brother and place him on the door panel.

At this time, the second brother started screaming, it was a real pig-killing scream, and not only did he scream, he also struggled desperately.

A pig weighing more than 400 pounds has considerable strength. It seemed to sense that its life was about to end, and it struggled extremely hard. It was very difficult for Xie An and the others to hold it down.

This is what many male compatriots in later generations joked about: a girlfriend who loses her temper is harder to deal with than a pig during the Chinese New Year.

"I'm about to start, you guys behind me must be careful!" Sha Zhu gestured with the butcher knife and warned, "When I cut it, it will be struggling the most, so make sure you hold on, otherwise the pig's blood will be wasted."

"I know, don't worry!" Xie An responded with sweat on his forehead.

Seeing this, Sha Zhu felt relieved and instructed the people carrying the basins below to be careful and align the position.

After touching the place where he wanted to strike, Sha Zhu gritted his teeth, grabbed the knife, and stabbed it down fiercely.

"what!"

"It's scary!"

Many female comrades who were watching couldn't bear to watch and covered their eyes out of fear.

As Sha Zhu stabbed the second brother with the knife, he screamed and struggled frantically.

Fortunately, Xie An and the others were powerful and held the second senior brother down tightly, preventing him from breaking free.

Sha Zhu pulled out the butcher knife with his backhand, and the pig's blood splashed out like a flood and fell into the large basin below.

As more and more pig blood flowed, Second Brother's strength to struggle became weaker and weaker, and finally he could not move.

When no more blood came out, Sha Zhu took a stick and sprinkled salt into the pig's blood while stirring it.

After a while, the pig's blood gradually coagulated.

Sha Zhu then took a knife to cut the pig's blood into pieces, threw them into the water to boil, and after a while, the very pure pig's blood was ready.

"Oh my god, I'm so tired!" Sha Zhu wiped his sweat and said, "This is a good thing. I can use it to make Maoxuewang without any modification."

Many people saw the formation of pig blood for the first time and were very curious. They watched it up close, regardless of the bloody smell.

Sha Zhu couldn't take care of them because he hadn't finished his work yet.

He also had to scald the pig, remove the hair, and gut it...

After a long while, there was a bucket of pig offal, a fan of steaming fat pigs hanging on the bars, and another fan on the door.

The local pork that has not been fed with pig feed has white and greasy fat and dark red lean meat. The pork belly is even more beautiful, with alternating layers of white and red, with more fat and less lean meat.

Don’t underestimate this characteristic. In modern times, fat is what everyone likes.

Just as everyone was salivating over the pork, the Lou family's black car drove slowly on the road towards the courtyard, with the Lou family of three sitting in the car.

At this moment, Zeng Wangcai's GAZ-69 was approaching the courtyard and was about to collide with the Lou family's car.