Song Chunyu felt that she must be dreaming, no, sleepwalking, otherwise, how could she sleep so well in bed and suddenly sit in front of the stove.
She looked confused.
Song Dongmei pushed her, "Why are you stunned? Why don't you start the fire quickly? Dad will use boiling water soon."
".oh oh."
At least he came to his senses and started to put firewood in the stove.
"Big sister! Big sister!"
As soon as Song Dongmei added water to the big pot, there was a thunderous shout outside. She hurriedly responded, closed the lid and went out.
In the yard, Song Shi had already driven out a pig.
The pig is very leisurely.
Sniffing left and right, there is no sense of urgency of a life-or-death crisis.
As expected of a pig!
"Go and get a big basin from the house."
"Eh!"
Within a minute, Song Dongmei came out with a white enamel basin with large peonies printed on it.
She looked around and asked in a low voice, "Dad, where can I put this?"
"Put it on the stone over there first." Song Shi looked at the pig and frowned, "then go get a basin."
Song Dongmei: "."
Song Shi sharpened the knife for a while and rinsed it with water. Under the light, the blade was sharp and sharp.
He drove the pig to a corner of the yard and grabbed the pig's ears with one hand. The pig finally felt the crisis and began to scream and struggle crazily.
However, its opponent is a pork boss who has been killing pigs for more than ten years.
At once.
"Quick! Get the basin and catch it!"
Pig blood gushed out crazily, and Song Dongmei hurriedly placed the basin under the hole.
She had never done this before, and it spilled a lot.
Naturally, he was severely criticized by his grumpy old father.
Can it not hurt?
All this pig blood is money!
The pig he bought with money, every hair on the pig is valuable!
"Where's the water? Is the water boiled yet?" Song Shi shouted inside, and asked Yuan Zha's eldest daughter to help hang the pig on the grapefruit tree.
Song Chunyu came out carrying a large bucket of steaming boiling water.
In the Song Dynasty, pigs were hung upside down.
He took the bucket and poured it on the pig.
He picked up a scraper and handed another one to Song Dongmei, "While it's hot, shave the pig hair!"
Song Dongmei: "."
His face had long since turned numb.
Do you dare to have more 'surprises' tonight!
Song Chunyu received the instruction and went to the kitchen to boil water.
Huang Simei came out yawning, her belly was bulging, and she was directing her eldest daughter to work, such as holding the pig's feet to prevent the pig from shaking, using a big bucket to collect the internal organs and put them aside.
And this is what she has always done.
The children in the countryside are used to farm work and have a lot of strength.
By the time the pigs were moved onto the long chopping board that had been cleaned in advance, everything was finished except that the pig intestines were soaked in a bucket.
At five o'clock in the morning, Sister Song Dongmei finally got permission to rest.
Climbing onto the canopy bed, they both felt that their arms were no longer their own. As soon as they closed their eyes, they fell into a dark and sweet dream within a few seconds.
Huang Simei is going to make breakfast for the boss.
Like many other women who have come to this town, she has worked hard for her husband and children all her life.
Song Shi stopped her and said, "Go to bed quickly. If you don't want to sleep, the child will still have to sleep. I can't eat anything. I just ask the store to bring a bowl of noodles."
Huang Simei moved her lips.
She wanted to stop wasting that money and save money to pay the school fees for her eldest and second sister, but all the money in the family was earned by the men, and she had no son and no confidence.
He went in holding on to his waist.
The chopping board was made by removing the door from my previous home. It is all solid wood and very thick.
Following the steps in Yuan Zhi's memory, Song Shi spent more than an hour cleaning up the pig.
Loading the meat onto the cart and dragging it to the vegetable market.
June.
Half past six in the morning.
The crystal clear dew hangs on the tips of the leaves and cannot fall off.
Song Shi was wearing a pair of yellow rubber shoes that had been opened for a long time, and hanging on the white hole-in-the-wall vest was an apron made of Jin's chicken essence, one dark and one light, one brown. In addition to the pork, there was also a twenty centimeter thick cutting board on the cart. , and a few sharpened knives.
They are all scumbag eaters!
It's daybreak.
There were people going to the market in twos and threes on the road.
There are not many people in Yue Lai Town, and there are only two sessions a week, Wednesday and Sunday.
Villagers from nearby villages came to the market to have a look even if they didn't buy anything, carrying baskets on their backs.
"Hey, Song Laosan, you came out of the stall so late today!"
Someone knew Yuan Zhi and shouted loudly.
The pork guy is selfish and stingy towards his family, but cheerful and generous to others.
He smiled and said, "Didn't we kill pigs all night last night? The pigs we just killed are still warm. Do you want a knife?"
The man glanced at the fat pork on the cart and touched it again. The meat was soft and elastic, and it was indeed not taken out of the freezer.
"How much do you pay for the five cents per catty?"
"Six dollars."
"Six yuan? So expensive! Jiang Zilong's price is only five yuan!"
"Then my meat is so fresh. If you don't believe it, the water for scalding pigs in my house is still hot."
The two of them went back and forth, and finally Song Shi gave in and gave in. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you really buy it, I will give you five yuan and seven pounds."
He looked like he had suffered a big loss.
The man murmured and picked out a piece that was fatter and thinner, "Cut it from here. Don't overdo it. Two kilograms is enough. Weigh it for me. If you are short of a kilogram or less, I will come to you." "
Song Shi did as he said, "This is it, okay! Don't you know what kind of person I am, Song Laosan? Who in this town doesn't know that I, Song Laosan, am the most honest and down-to-earth person in the whole month?" It’s not just a nail business, I’ve been selling pork in the town for more than ten years.”
But when it was weighed, it was four pounds.
The man: "Oh, I don't want that much, I want two catties."
"I cut it according to the place you told me. You can see it clearly. I didn't lie. Four pounds is just four pounds. Four pounds of meat is not a lot of meat. There are so many people in your family. I've finished eating in two meals, and it's time to break off the corns. How can I stay strong if I don't take some good supplements? Look at how good this meat is. It's the best pork belly in the whole pig. Go back and make braised pork, don't mention how fragrant it is. Got it!"
"22.8, you can just take 22.5."
The man pinched Wuhua again and looked at it. He took out a small cloth bag from his trouser pocket and took out a handful of money. His fingers were wet with saliva and he counted them one by one. He counted them several times before reluctantly leaving the money. When he handed it to Song Shi, "I couldn't have asked for that much meat, but you pork sellers are not kind."
Song Shi: "Auntie, who thinks meat is not delicious? What's the use of saving money? What you eat in your stomach is yours."
"Boss, how do you sell these pig's feet?"
"The little ones in my family don't eat fat meat, so I want to weigh some lean ones."
"This lard looks good, how much does it cost per pound?"
"Song Laosan, I will buy a pig's foot and you can give me the tail as an extra head."
"Come on, come on, come on. If you buy pork today, you will get a piece of pig blood for free." Song Shi took a kitchen knife and cut the bright red pig blood into equal squares.
The villagers who were still watching suddenly came over.
"Giving pig red? Are you serious?"
"When did I, Song Laosan, tell a lie? The pigs are all here. I will give away the pork to anyone who buys it. It's just this pot. It's first come, first served."
"Hey, give me a big fat piece of meat!"
"I want these two tube bones. Do you want to give them to me?"
"Pig's trotters, do you still have pig's trotters?"
"Weigh two pounds of meat."
"If I buy so much, do you want to give me an extra piece?"
In half an hour, most of the pork on the cart was gone.
Pig red is sold out.
People gradually dispersed.
