My 1995 Small Farm.

"Why has the price of pork increased so much this year? Six yuan a pound, and in some places it's even more than six yuan?"

"I think it's the same reason. When it's warm, meat doesn't keep well. Households want less, and few people are willing to sell pork, so the price of meat keeps going up."

"Huh? That doesn't make sense. Why is it that the more people buy it, the more expensive it becomes?"

“I don’t understand this. I’m not an economist.”

Chen Ling and Zhao Dahai were chatting casually, and many young people came over to watch the pig slaughtering.

Among them, Wang Lixian came here on his own after hearing the news and came to help.

Because the pigs were slaughtered in the village yard, in order to make it easier to boil water to remove the pig hair, they were not slaughtered on the farm, so everyone was close.

Chen Ze, Chen Yuqiang and others also came over.

Anyway, there is strength in numbers, and everyone is busy.

Some people spread oilcloth on the ground, some carried door panels and benches. Before Chen Ling could do anything, the pig had been knocked down by everyone.

And it was quickly placed on the door panel.

Wang Lixian also brought a butcher knife with him at this time, and he had a "tool kit" to hold the knife.

There are hunting knives, castration knives, skinning knives, and pig-killing knives. It is a very complete collection.

Now he picked out a sharp knife and started to whet the knife. The knife and the sharpening rod in his hand made a clicking sound.

"Brother Xian, let me do it this time. I have killed many wild boars, but I have never killed domestic pigs."

Since it was the pig he was going to eat, Chen Ling naturally wanted to cook it himself.

"Okay, then you come and kill him!" Wang Lixian smiled. He felt that Chen Ling really had some of the problems of the rich people in the city.

He couldn't understand why so many people were rushing to do the work.

Chen Ling didn't care what he thought, and happily took the butcher knife: "Yubin, go to Yuqiang's house and find a basin to collect the pig's blood."

Chen Yubin quickly ran to the front yard and brought over a large basin.

Place it under the pig's neck.

Then disperse with the crowd.

"Hold it!"

As Chen Ling spoke, the sharp knife in his hand flashed and stabbed into the pig's neck.

After stabbing the knife in, he shook his hand lightly.

Immediately the white knife went in and the red knife came out.

Bright red pig blood began to flow out from the wound.

At this time, the pig on the door panel screamed so miserably, howling loudly, it was really like a pig being slaughtered.

But the young man is strong enough.

It only took four strong guys to press the pig firmly against the door panel, and Wang Lixian and Zhao Dahai didn't have to do anything.

Until no more blood is seen flowing out of the pig's neck.

"My goodness, this pig doesn't look very big, but it's almost as strong as a wild boar in the mountains. I almost couldn't hold it down!"

Yubin's brother Guangbin panted, and he and the other three who were holding the pigs relaxed, and couldn't help but speak.

"What you said is that if this pig knows it is being killed and it doesn't put up a strong resistance, that would be abnormal."

Zhao Dahai said with a smile.

Then he and Wang Lixian went to fetch firewood and boil a large pot of water in preparation for removing the pig hair.

Chen Ling drove his tractor to load a cart of wheat straw.

After using boiling water to remove the pig hair, burn the wheat straw, add some water to the ashes, and apply it to the pig.

This kind of pork with skin will taste better.

In fact, this was the way the old days dealt with wild boars and how to deal with dogs after killing them.

The yellow-haired wild boar is a sub-adult wild boar that has not yet reached adulthood and has not messed up its skin.

The yellow hair on his body hasn't faded away yet.

If you catch this little yellow pig when it is about three months old, even its skin will be fragrant.

So we use this method to burn pig hair.

Otherwise the wild boar's hair is too thick and difficult to deal with.

The same is true for dogs. Only a very small number of people have their dogs skinned after death, like Liu Guangli in Kinmen Village.

Most people don't have that skill.

And most hunters are not so cruel as to eat dog meat.

After loading the wheat straw in the threshing ground, it only took a short while for Chen Ling to go back and everyone had helped him finish most of the work.

The firewood piles were stacked neatly.

Then he just stood outside the door with nothing to do and set off firecrackers of all sizes.

It's really the New Year now. Every family in the village who has some money in their pockets is willing to spend it on buying firecrackers.

Adults and kids alike went crazy.

Chen Ling also saw Ruirui and the other two hanging firecrackers on the trees beside the big pond and then throwing them into the water.

With Heiwa and Xiaojin watching him, and with all the elders and kids in the village keeping a close eye on him, Chen Ling didn't go to spoil their fun.

I was busy in the yard, removing the pig's hair and starting to pile wheat straw on the pig. After it was piled tightly, I set it on fire.

This can also burn away the pig hair that has not been completely removed from the fine parts, and burn away the bad smell. Soon one side is burned out, and then switch to the other side, waiting for the grass stalks to burn out.

At this time, the aroma of barbecued pork wafted out.

Chen Yuqiang and his team took half a bucket of water and started to flush it onto the pigs, while Chen Ling and Wang Lixian began to scrape the areas where the water was flushed with knives.

After scraping it clean, the burnt black part disappeared, revealing the pig skin which turned golden yellow and gave off a faint meaty aroma.

"That's a great way to deal with it! Using the same method on wild boars on domestic pigs, only you, Fugui, would have the time to do that. But the color is so pretty, it makes me want to drool just by looking at it!"

"That's right, I'll try it next year..."

They are not planning to slaughter pigs this year. They can just go to the county town and buy a few pounds of meat for stewing.

After Chen Ling checked the pig, he changed the meat knife, stabbed it into the two front legs of the pig, and then pulled it back with a swipe, and the pig's belly was opened.

"Hey, this meat is good, and the fat is thick! No wonder Fugui specifically buys pigs from Yongsheng's family!"

"Fugui's bid is high. I heard that the whole pig will be sold for six yuan per pound..."

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The price of a whole pig is very different from pork. For example, the price of pigs in later generations, if it is a black soil pig or Tibetan fragrant pig that is full of gimmicks, the price of a whole pig can even be nearly half of the price of pork.

Because the whole pig includes various parts such as internal organs, pig head, and even a lot of feces.

Of course, it cannot be calculated based on the market price of pork.

"Next year my family will also raise pigs, and wait to be rich and prosperous during the New Year to buy them, hehehe."

"Forget it. Usually, those who come to the village to seek wealth and honor want to eat pork, and the price is not low. Can you bear it?"

"Let's talk about that later, let's talk about that later, hehehe..."

While everyone was discussing, Chen Ling also waved his hand and said to them: "I have prepared a new way to eat pig head meat this year. Come to me tomorrow night to drink and eat meat.

After offering sacrifices to the God of Land, fire the salute and then come.”

We will replace the statue of the god in the land temple tonight. After that, we will start burning incense and offering sacrifices every day, regardless of whether it is New Year's Day or not.

It didn't stop until after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Everyone was extremely excited when they heard this.

They all applauded.

Since Chen Ling mentioned a new way of eating it, it must be delicious.

It must be worth looking forward to.

"What about today? Can't we do it today?" Zhao Dahai was also very greedy and asked quickly.

"We can't finish it today. We need to stew it, and the other steps have to be done overnight. Let's just stew the meat and eat the soup today."

Chen Ling smiled and shook his head, wiped his hands, then wiped the somewhat slick knife, and continued to cut the meat.

However, just as the pork was cut, Qin Rongxian rode over from the farm on his bike and took out his cell phone as soon as he got here: "Fugui, Yuemin's phone number."

"Ok?"

Chen Ling was stunned and quickly picked up the phone. Liang Yuemin's voice came from the other end of the line.

Liang Yuemin said first that he would finish his work and rush back tomorrow, which is the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Then he said that there would be happy events this year.

The leader highly praised their instant noodles and praised Chen Ling several times for his good work in the village.

The reason is that Hong Kong Island returned to China this year.

The leaders above wanted to bring together actors from mainland China and Hong Kong to co-star in a TV series.

There is no actor in Hong Kong that I like.

To put it bluntly, the actors over there care more about the pay, and the pay for celebratory TV dramas here in mainland China is definitely not that much.

Just give some symbolic amount and that's it, because it is a political task.

Then the actors in Hong Kong were naturally not very happy.

As a result, after the exchange group arrived, no one expected that after just visiting Chen Ling's hometown and visiting Liang Yuemin's instant noodle factory, they actually changed their tone.

Zheng Shaoqiu and others agreed to perform.

When Chen Ling heard the TV series Liang Yuemin was talking about, he immediately asked who the mainland actors were.

As soon as I heard about Grandpa Jiao Huang, I immediately knew what TV series it was.

"It turns out that Return of Glory has been filmed ahead of schedule. Great, this is a good thing."

As far as Chen Ling remembers, there had been a script for this TV show a long time ago, but filming did not begin until the end of 2005, and in the end it could only be broadcast under the pretext of celebrating the tenth anniversary of Hong Kong's return to China.

It is naturally a great thing to have accomplished this now that Hong Kong has just been returned.

The key is that Chen Ling feels involved.

Liang Yuemin has said that he can choose any role and Heiwa, Xiaojin and the others can get involved.

You can even write a storyline just for him.

You can open another small branch line.

It can be said that the leaders above admire him very much.

"No wonder, no wonder Zheng Shaoqiu and his team brought so many veteran actors from Hong Kong Island. They don't have a good relationship with each other and don't interact with each other privately. I thought the group trip was just for our village...

I didn’t expect that there was a leader inviting me.”

Chen Ling finally understood now, "I don't have to appear in the Spring Festival Gala, but I have to participate in a TV series like this that gives me a sense of participation in historical events if I have the chance." (End of this chapter)