It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 281 When will dinner be served?

When the puppy saw him, it jumped three feet high with joy, bit his pants, shook its head and pulled it around. Sun Jianping squatted down, picked up the lively puppy, squeezed its little paws, and said, "It's long again." Fat!"

The puppy barked and stuck out its tongue to lick the palm of his hand. Na Renhua came over with half a bucket of milk and smiled at him, "Brother Sun, why don't you take this puppy back!"

"Little one, do you want to go to the second horse stall with me?" Sun Jianping gestured with the puppy's paws and asked with his head tilted. The puppy blinked its sapphire eyes, barked, barked twice more!

This is……

Are you willing to go or not?

The big dog hurried over and squatted in front of Sun Jianping, looking nervously at the child in his hand.

He stood up and put down the little four-eyed dog. The dog jumped after him, bit his pants, and was dragged into the yurt by him.

"Our grass conditions are pretty good this year, but last winter too many cattle and sheep died during the transition. As you can see, the roadside is full of white bones..."

Bao Tu didn't know when he came back. He was holding two kilograms of air-dried meat in his hand and was cutting it on the cutting board. "This year the sheep have given birth to 800 lambs. At this rate, it will take at least five or six years to slow down." come over."

"How is the cattle herd?" Zhang Ziyi asked, and Bao Tu poured the chopped meat into an enamel basin. "Half of the cattle are dead, and now there are three hundred left, and there are still more than a hundred small cattle. The captain said After a while, I will go to Gannan Horse Market to sell a few cows and use the money to buy a few big cows. The milk production of our local red cows is too bad!"

Sun Jianping sat aside, grabbed a handful of fried rice and ate it, listening to Bao Tu and Zhang Ziyi talking about raising livestock.

The puppy barked, jumped up and down, and grabbed the food from his hand.

"for you!"

Sun Jianping picked up a handful of fried rice and gave it to the puppy.

Big cow…

He reached out and touched the small bottle in his arms, which contained all the harvest he got from selling salt and alkali in the wool factory!

A total of two thousand three hundred yuan!
After deducting the salt-alkali money given to Xiao Xishan, there is still one thousand yuan left, plus the remaining one hundred yuan from last time...

I want to buy a cow, but I'm not even close.

The sound of sheep bleating came from outside. He looked out and saw Mr. Baolid holding a male goat about three years old. He pulled out the dagger he carried from his waist and saw the old man laying the goat flat. On the grass, he grabbed the two front legs and pushed the sheep down on its head. The sharp tip of the knife made a hole more than an inch long in the diaphragm of the chest.

The sheep stopped braying and lay quietly on the ground, squinting, waiting for death to come.

The old man threw away the dagger, inserted two thick fingers into the incision in his chest, and cut off the arteries. The sheep kicked its hind legs twice and closed its eyes peacefully.

This is what the Mongols call the "most gentle" method of killing sheep. The sheep slaughtered by this method die without pain, and their souls can return to the embrace of the Immortal God as quickly as possible.

After the sheep was completely dead, the old man shook off the blood on his hands, grabbed a dagger, skinned and disembowelled the sheep, then poured out the blood in the cavity, and called Na Renhua to pick up two pieces of grass. , put it in an enamel basin and stir it back and forth to prevent the sheep blood from coagulating.

In the blink of an eye, a sheep had been cut into pieces. The large iron pot set up on the earthen stove outside the yurt was filled with water. Narenhua picked up large pieces of mutton and mutton ribs and threw them in, followed by the sheep heart, Lamb liver, lamb kidneys...

The stove fire was blazing, and the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance. Three Mongolian mastiffs squatted in a row, staring eagerly at the big iron pot that was bubbling, licking their tongues from time to time, waiting for the meal to start.

Little Douding was also lying next to the warm pot, rolling his eyes and looking at the big iron pot. When he saw Sun Jianping coming over with a few paper packages, his little tail was wagging!

"Wang Wang!"

"What is this?" Na Renhua took the paper bag and opened it. It turned out to be condiments such as Sichuan peppercorns and aniseed. Sun Jianping smiled, "Uncle Zhang gave it to me. He said that adding this to the stew would taste better. "

"Uncle Zhang is really good at eating." Na Renhua also smiled, stood up, opened the wooden pot lid, and Sun Jianping raised his hand to pour all the seasonings in. The water in the big boiling iron pot was rolling, and the mutton was rising and falling. The pink color made him greedy.

"Brother, actually, my sister has to thank you!" Na Renhua covered the pot, smoothed the broken hair around her cheeks, and lowered her voice, "Actually, I... I quite like your eldest brother, that's right, my father and mother Greedy for money, no family on the grassland can afford a gift of three hundred yuan..."

"There are only bad children in the world, how can there be bad parents? Besides, sister-in-law, you are such a nice person, not to mention the 300 yuan gift, even 3,000 yuan is still worth it!"

"I've heard from Bao Tu that your kid can talk a long time ago, and it turned out to be true today!" Na Renhua smiled and punched him, which made Sun Jianping gasp in pain!
The men and women of the prairie are all so strong!
"I've thought about it, where can I live a poor life? It's like staying at home and watching the faces of my parents, brothers and sisters... You stay here and watch the fire while I go get some wild vegetables."

Na Renhua stood up, threw her long, smooth braid back, and walked deep into the grass with her long legs.

"really……"

Whether it is the Han Dynasty or the grasslands, it is a common custom for men and women to give betrothal gifts when they get married. Before liberation, cattle and sheep were given. After liberation, the cattle and sheep were all returned to the production teams, so they could only talk about money.

Although the spring breeze of civilization has been blowing for many years, this Gada, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, is still the same. Three hundred yuan is an astronomical figure for any family!

It is estimated that Na Renhua's parents thought the same as Liu Si's family. If the married girl throws away the water, if they don't take this opportunity to order more betrothal gifts, won't the 180-pound girl's livelihood be in vain?

Sun Jianping sat by the stove, grabbed a piece of cow dung cake and stuffed it into it, thinking about all these messy things. Little Douding rushed over wagging his tail, looked at him and then at the big pot, and let out a bark!
When will dinner be served?

hungry!

"immediately!"

Sun Jianping picked up the chubby little beetle, pinched his paws and pulled its ears. The puppy lay in his hands with a satisfied expression, sticking out its red tongue. Sun Jianping also liked this familiar little thing from the bottom of his heart.

Just take it to Ermaji now...

I'm afraid that Uncle Cao won't be able to part with that food!

This kind of dog can keep up with a strong laborer in one meal!
When he heard Na Renhua come back from the grass, the little bean tumbled to the ground, crawled up, ran over like a joy, surrounded the hostess and barked!

Let’s have dinner! Let’s have dinner!

"Okay, okay, let's start dinner now!"

Na Renhua also liked the cattle, sheep, horses and dogs here. She knelt down and pinched Little Douding's ears, and comforted her with a smile.

"Wang Wang!"

Little Douding, who had been calling for a long time, finally got something delicious - a piece of ribs with crisp bones and fat lamb. The little guy lay on the ground, holding the meat bones with his two front paws, keeping his little nose quiet, and using his newly born baby The white and tender little teeth were chewing hard. Seeing Sun Jianping looking down at it, he barked and continued to compete with the sheep bones.

"Brother Sun, come and eat!"

Na Renhua picked out a meaty piece of hip bone for him, and Sun Jianping took it, sliced ​​the meat with a dagger, dipped it in some spicy chive flowers, and put it in his mouth.

The unique pungent smell of chive flowers completely stimulated the delicious taste of the mutton. He squinted his eyes and was intoxicated!

The mutton on the prairie is so delicious!

"Everyone is eating it!"

A strong man with big shoulders and round waist walked in from outside. He was not tall, but his body was extremely strong. When Mr. Baolide saw that it was him, he hurriedly stood up and gave up his seat.

"Captain, hurry up and sit down in the room!"

　Thanks to the "book friend 20191026005539822" brother for the reward. It's the end of the year and there are too many things to do. It's very difficult to guarantee four chapters a day. I hope everyone can understand!

　　
　
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