When I went back to my hometown to live broadcast and farm, I accidentally became rich

"Qingqing, Qingqing, I'm ready to kill a pig, hurry over."

"Oh, here we come." Ruan Qing turned around and responded.

It's just that Grandpa Tian doesn't seem too happy about this turtle.

Tian Yijin saw Ruan Qing's hesitation, "Take the turtle away, I have a solution with my father, you don't have to think so much."

"Uncle Tian, ​​I'll come over to deliver meat to you later, my family is slaughtering pigs today."

When Ruan Qing arrived at the entrance of the village, the butcher's stool had already been set up outside the ancestral hall.

Father Ruan invited Master Liang, a pig butcher, to pour a few taels of white wine on the pig, and the pig was already a little confused.

Ruan Qing covered their eyes, and with a howl, the white knives went in and the red knives went out, and the kung fu disappeared after a while.

Sure enough, this professional matter has to be handed over to professional people.

It would be terrible if they came alone.

The pig's blood is smeared with straw paper and placed in the ancestral hall for worship.

After worshiping, the pigs have been depilated successfully, and the white fluff on the surface has been scraped off one by one.

Huang's mother was cleaning up, "Master Liang, stay for dinner later, and give me those little piggies in my house by the way."

"No problem. There are fewer people raising pigs now. Each pig in your family weighs more than 300 catties. The pigs you raise are really good."

"How many little piggies are there in your family?"

"More than 20. Originally, my own sow gave birth to more than ten, and the black pigs on the mountain behind also ran down, dragging the family and the family. I am so worried."

"After the new year, I have to grow some fields, otherwise I can't afford to feed them."

"so much?"

It's only a few yuan for a pig here, and it's not bad to earn a pack of cigarettes today.

"You three, why are you dragging me?" Ruan Qing was dragged aside by the three little ones.

"Auntie, in two days it will be my grandma's fiftieth birthday."

"Ah, so fast?"

Lele put a small face on her hips and looked at her seriously: "Auntie, don't tell me, you forgot about it again!"

"The day after tomorrow is New Year's Day?" Ruan Qing said, taking out his phone.

It really is.

"I've been busy recently, I forgot, but I've already prepared presents."

"You dragged me here, didn't you just remind me?"

"We are going to make pearl bracelets, pearl earrings, and pearl necklaces for grandma. The pearls are ready, but we don't know how to drill holes."

"Auntie, can you take us to the town?"

"That's it?"

"We also want to make a birthday cake for grandma, a DIY one!"

Ruan Qing sighed, she never remembers her parents' birthdays, but her parents always remember her birthdays every year.

As long as it is a birthday, her parents will prepare red envelopes and longevity noodles for her and her sister.

"Auntie, is it possible?"

"Yes, yes." Ruan Qing wanted to say a few words, but was interrupted by Huang's mother.

"Qingqing, come here to help, ready to share the meat."

"Oh, come to my aunt's room in the evening, let's discuss it." Ruan Qing whispered.

"Qingqing, hurry up, what are you going to tell them?"

"I'm coming."

"Didn't you say you want to make sausages, bacon or something? Let your Uncle Liang make it for you, and take it back directly."

"Two haunches, a whole kind, and I'll make two big smoked hams."

"For sausage and bacon, use pork belly, fat and thin."

"Thanks to killing two pigs, otherwise it would not be enough for you to build."

My mother is good at this, she has always supported her in research and never stopped her.

If you were to be someone else's mother, you might just yell at me and say that you ruined pork.

Master Liang came to the pigsty.

Surprised.

The pigsty is very large, about two to three hundred square meters, and every two big pigs are kept together, one male and one female.

There are black and white pigs, thirty or forty of them big and small.

"Your pig is pregnant again." Master Liang checked while walking.

"No, don't be shy, after the new year, this little pig will be on top again. After the year, our family will really have to open a pig farm." Mother Huang sighed.

Master Liang nodded, "Brother Ruan, give me a hand, and I need someone with strong hands."

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I also want to learn how to do pigs." Ruan Qing was full of enthusiasm, and today he finally had the opportunity to learn on the spot.

"Lele, let's do something, let's start broadcasting!"

"Come on!"

Ruan Qing caught pigs with his first hands, so energetic, he was beaten with chicken blood, and the main thing was a thrill!

Adrenaline rushes in.

"The pigsty is really clean, and the smell is not too strong. I spend a lot of effort on weekdays. With so many pigs, there will be a lot of feces in one day."

"That's not true. These pigs can eat, sleep, and pull. They have to clean up the pigsty every other day, or the smell will be strong." Huang Mu said and glanced at Ruan Qing.

Ruan Qing shrugged her shoulders resentfully, she really didn't do anything, and she never touched her hands with pig manure in the pigsty.

Mainly a hands-off shopkeeper.

The piggy locked up in the pigsty, when he heard the sound of someone talking, he immediately started groaning, thinking that it was time for dinner.

"People's pigs are really strong, and this kind of fat can only be seen on feed pigs."

"You have so many pigs in your family. You are planning to sell them. When will you sell them? This native pork is not common in the market now."

Master Liang's words meant that he was going to buy meat from their family, but they were all acquaintances, so it was naturally difficult to ask for a price.

Ruan Qingchao's mother winked.

"The pigs we raise ourselves are definitely not for sale, just for a bite of meat."

"My natal family and my in-law's family have a lot of them. They have already booked with us. The family will buy a pig for the Chinese New Year. This has already been booked."

Master Liang is a little regretful, the pig looks really good.

"I thought you were going to sell meat at the end of the year.

After all, when the Chinese New Year comes in our town, pork is very expensive. Pig hearts cost seven to eighty-one catties, not to mention pork legs, and there is no one that can't be bought for fifty or sixty dollars. "

"Isn't that the reason, Lao Ruan and I decided to raise a few more pigs this year, so that we don't have to spend so much money on killing pigs at home during the Chinese New Year." Mother Huang said, opening the pigsty.

As if seeing a familiar person, the little piglet hurried over when he heard the door open, and surrounded the yellow mother.

Ruan Qing inexplicably felt that the pigs were so pitiful. Not only did they have to contribute their youthful bodies to be served at the dinner table, but they couldn't even keep their descendants.

But pork is really delicious!
sin sin.

The yellow mother quickly grabbed a piglet and lifted the piglet's two front hooves.

This silky speed made Ruan Qing unable to react.

"Hold the pig's limbs and don't let it slip away." Master Liang reminded.

After Master Liang finished speaking, he took out a blade from his small bag, removed the packaging, and the sharp blade came out.

The pig caught by them instantly felt that the danger was approaching, so he quit immediately and yelled.

Ruan Qing wanted to yell very much, "Just yell, no one will come to rescue you if you yell out your throat."

The blades that Uncle Liang holds are old-fashioned blades, and you can buy a box for one yuan. Both sides are very sharp, and you will accidentally scratch them.