The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

night!

Chang Wei prepared two dishes, braised large intestines and braised pig lungs with cabbage.

The two chatted while drinking. With Chang Wei's speed, he could travel back and forth to dozens of villages nearby, even the farthest one, in half a day.

It was agreed that after selling the meat at the market tomorrow, Qin Zhengshan would take him around to get acquainted with the village heads of the surrounding villages. Qin Zhengshan usually went to the town for meetings, and the village heads of each village would also go, so they were all old acquaintances.

Qin Huairu is here!

Qin Huairu went home carrying a pile of cloth. Qin Zhenghai was sitting in the yard smoking a pipe when he saw his daughter carrying the cloth.

He was very happy in his heart, thinking that he had not raised his daughter in vain.

"Daya, who did you ask to buy the cloth? I'm going to make new clothes for Dad!"

"Dad, what are you thinking? These are not clothes for you."

Qin Huairu raised her eyelids and glanced at Silly Lele's father, said something, and went into the house carrying the cloth.

Qin Zhenghai took a puff of cigarette and muttered to himself.

"You're not making clothes for me, you're making clothes for the eldest brother. This spendthrift girl is being raised in vain, spending money recklessly every day."

In the evening, Meng Xiaoyun came back from visiting friends.

Qin Zhenghai asked with a sour tone. "Wife, you gave Daya money again and bought a lot of fabrics, but they were all for me to make clothes. You just spoil her."

Meng Xiaoyun frowned slightly and shook her head. "No! She didn't ask me for money!"

Qin Zhenghai stood up and asked in a low voice, puzzled. "Where did she get the money to buy so much fabric?"

"Where are the Daya people?"

"In my own room!"

"I gonna go see."

Meng Xiaoyun entered the room and saw Qin Huairu holding a pair of scissors and cutting the cloth along the drawn lines in a methodical manner.

Seeing that she cut the sleeves so big, he asked indirectly.

"Daya, who are you going to wear these sleeves for, you cut them so big?"

"Okay, Mom, if you want to ask something, just ask it directly! You and my dad are talking in the yard, it's not like I can't hear you."

Meng Xiaoyun had already guessed how the cloth was cut. It was rare to see tall people these days. At a glance, he could tell that no one else in the village had this figure except Chang Wei, so he asked with a smile. "You are helping Chang Wei, right?"

Qin Huairu nodded and answered nonchalantly. "Well, I went for a stroll in the village this afternoon, and he treated me to meat buns. I saw him clumsily preparing to make his own clothes, so I brought them back to help him make them."

"Yes, I should help. Then you can let me cook first."

Meng Xiaoyun walked out of the room with a smile on her face. When she reached the yard, she pulled Qin Zhenghai into the kitchen and started talking in private.

"Wife, what's wrong?"

Qin Zhenghai was pulled into the kitchen with a confused look on his face.

"Boss, now you don't have to worry about Daya running to the city."

Qin Zhenghai looked unconvinced. "How is it possible? With the temperament you've spoiled her with, how can she be obedient?"

Meng Xiaoyun rolled her eyes at Qin Zhenghai. "Daya is making clothes for Chang Wei's kid! What do you think?"

Since it was related to his daughter's lifelong event, Qin Zhenghai hurriedly asked.

"Chang Wei? Is he the guy who came down from the mountain and entered the village two days ago and killed two wild boars yesterday?"

No one knows a girl better than her mother. When talking about this, Meng Xiaoyun was a little worried. "Yes, it's that boy. He's tall and handsome, hardworking and capable. I'm just afraid that he still doesn't like Daya."

When Qin Zhenghai heard that someone looked down on his daughter, he was furious and stiffened his neck. "Our daughter is a beautiful girl known in the surrounding villages. How could he look down on her?"

Meng Xiaoyun rolled his eyes and retorted, "Then why don't you look at him? He has such a good figure and looks. I think it's hard to find one in the whole city. I haven't seen another one anyway."

"That's..."

Qin Zhenghai was speechless for a moment. He had also seen Chang Wei, who was even more handsome than he was when he was young. He was indeed impeccable. On the contrary, his daughter, who was spoiled by the couple, had a bit of a temper...

the next day.

At around three in the morning, Chang Wei got up and started boiling water.

Boil the water, put some water in the wooden barrel, add salt and stir well to collect the pig blood. Swing the fist as big as a sandbag, knock the fat pig unconscious with one punch, and put it on the stone platform beside the well by its two hooves. Press the fat pig with your knees, cut it with your hands, and after a twitch, send it to heaven to enjoy happiness.

It took most of an hour to remove the hair, gut the animal, and process the internal organs by pouring hot water on it.

At this time, Qin Zhengshan also came pulling a cart, with sacks as cushion and pork on board.

Chang Wei took out the hot big meat buns and each of them ate a few.

When we arrived at Xiaoji, it was already daybreak, around five o'clock.

Find a spot to park and start deboning.

There are few people in the small market, and a pig is basically sold out by nine o'clock, with only two hind hooves left.

Chang Wei closed his stall and stopped selling anything. Qin Zhengshan took him back to the villages along the way to get familiar with them.

Chang Wei specially bought a Daqianmen. Qin Zhengshan introduced it to him, and he followed him to pass out cigarettes and greet people.

At noon, I ate the cold dumplings I brought in the morning and asked for a bowl of hot water at the home of the village chief of Xiaozhuang Village. With Qin Zhengshan around, it was inconvenient to use the portable space.

I went around seven or eight villages and didn't get back to the village office until after five in the afternoon. I also bought a pig from the next village. The pig was well fed and I bought the live pig at the price of 26 yuan per load.

Chang Wei reached out and lifted the fat pig off the car, then turned around and handed the remaining two pig trotters to Qin Zhengshan. "Uncle Shan, you must be tired after running all day. If you don't mind, you can take these two hind trotters back and make some soup."

During the day, he stuffed a bag of Daqianmen for Qin Zhengshan. He had to keep up with the social etiquette. He was just helping someone with a day's work, and he was paid and provided with food! He couldn't be asked to run errands for nothing.

Qin Zhengshan did not refuse and smiled while holding the pig's trotter.

"Okay, kid, you've been spoiling my mouth these past two days, haha..."

There is a reward for every effort, and he will be of great use to others later, Chang Wei joked with him with a smile.

"It's okay, Uncle Shan. As a butcher, you never lack food or meat."

After Qin Zhengshan left, Chang Wei untied the fat pig's four hooves, put a rope around its neck and tied it to the side of the cowshed.

I picked up some fodder and fed the cows, and cleaned the cowshed. It was hot, and the smell in the yard was a bit strong.

It was Qin Zhengshan's turn to feed the cow recently. Since he had been running around with him all the time, Chang Wei took over the job.

I asked Qin Zhengshan on the way today how much it would cost to build a house.

The cost of making adobe bricks and labor for a house of about 20 square meters is about 30 yuan.

Chang Wei thought that if he was going to build a house, he should build it spaciously, with three main rooms, a side room, a yard, and a well. The total cost would be a minimum of 140 yuan. Since they were all villagers, they didn't have to worry about food.

Two of the three main rooms were made into a connecting room, used as a dining room and bedroom, and there was a single-door room for storage, with a cellar dug inside to store cabbage, radishes, sweet potatoes, etc. in winter. Although I have my own space, I can't come here so blatantly.

The side room should be larger. It should not only be used as a kitchen, but also have a large pot for boiling pork.

We need to dig a large well on the east side of the yard and pave the ground with bluestone so that it will be easier to clean after slaughtering the pigs and avoid mud.

I only have a little over 100 yuan in my hand now, and if I add the pots, pans, and utensils, it will not be enough.

I asked about brick and tile houses and learned that tiles are now five cents a piece and blue bricks are three cents. Tiles are more expensive because the workmanship is more complicated.

According to the standards mentioned by Chang Wei, Qin Zhengshan helped to make a budget and found that it would cost more than 20,000 bricks. It is said that tiles cost 3,000 per room, so the tiles would cost tens of thousands.

After the calculation, well! I can't afford it, the price is ten times higher than that of the adobe house.

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