Let you go home and raise chickens, what the hell is this confinement center?

Chapter 108 Good riddance, he is not a good person

Although making rice dumplings is tiring, slaughtering pigs is really fun.

Because Lin Feng just returned to the village this year.

So he didn't know that for the students of the Agricultural University, slaughtering pigs during the Dragon Boat Festival had almost become a tradition in their village.

Early in the morning, Lin Feng just arrived at the back kitchen of the service station and was about to start making breakfast.

On the other side, the invited pig butcher had already entered the village and was waiting at the door of the service station.

No wonder this group of students started to remind him early on that he should have a simple breakfast this morning.

So you were afraid of wasting the butcher's time?
"Master, have you had breakfast? If not, let's eat together later."

Lin Feng said to the middle-aged man who was sitting on the tricycle and waiting to start.

"No, no, I brought some steamed buns, I can just eat them myself later."

The man quickly waved his hand, took out a big steamed bun from his pocket and held it up to indicate that he brought breakfast.

It looks like it was bought casually in the county town.

But just a steamed bun is a bit too rough.

"No trouble, you can have something hot with us later."

Lin Feng continued to invite.

"Yes, yes."

Seeing that the master was about to refuse, Min Xiong, who came out out of nowhere, quickly spoke up.

"Master, you should also try the cooking skills of our new chef, Brother Lin."

"I dare say that in the entire Xiong'er Village, if he says he's second, no one dares to say he's first."

Min Xiong gave a thumbs up and praised Lin Feng's cooking skills in many ways, saying all kinds of good things about them as if they were free.

Successfully told the driver on the tricycle that I was hungry.

"A new chef?"

The master was stunned, looking at the young man who had disappeared into the kitchen.

It took him a while to realize that the person who had just spoken to him was the new chef mentioned by the student.

He thought that the particularly energetic young man was also a student here.

"The one you originally had isn't doing this anymore?" asked the butcher.

"Ah."

Minhyung nodded and held up a finger.

Thinking it was wrong, he added another one and said:
"He was taken to the hospital by a pig more than a month ago, almost two months ago."

"I heard he was just discharged from the hospital two days ago."

In fact, even if you are discharged from the hospital, you can't come back.

Next, he faced the most powerful legal team of the Agricultural University.

Things like lawsuits, compensation and even jail time are all inevitable.

The butcher nodded and said:
"I heard before that someone was attacked by a wild boar in this area and an ambulance was sent, but I didn't expect it was him."

After saying this, he sighed twice to himself.

"It's better to leave. That guy is not a good person."

He has high expectations but poor skills, is incompetent, greedy, and looks down on others.

These outsiders actually see it clearly.

But due to the relationship, I can't say anything.

"Hey Hey."

Min Xiong couldn't respond and could only smile foolishly along.

However, the awkward atmosphere did not last long, as a strong fragrance began to waft from the kitchen.

It not only has the aroma of meat, but also the burnt aroma of frying in fat.

Oh my god! What new food has Brother Lin made?
Min Xiong twitched his nose twice and swallowed habitually.

He grabbed the master and walked towards the cafeteria.

"Go, go, go. If you miss this meal, you will regret it for a long time."

Min Xiong kept talking as he walked.

Lin Feng was shouting outside:
"Those who are going to help with the slaughtering of the pigs can eat first, and the others can wait for the next pot, which will be ready soon."

"If you want to eat porridge, serve yourself and make your own dipping sauce."

He happened to see Min Xiong pulling someone in, and said to Min Xiong with a smile: "Take care of the master, it will be a strenuous job later."

"Hey, don't worry, Brother Lin. I'll go in and get a set of bowls and chopsticks."

Since he renovated the kitchen and asked a village aunt to help with cleanup, Lin Feng bought a lot of tableware and put it in the kitchen.

Prevent the embarrassment of having guests arrive suddenly but having no tableware to eat with.

The middle-aged man who was killing the pig smiled without thinking too much, his movements were a little awkward.

He moved his lips and said carefully, "I'm dirty."

They are preparing to slaughter the pig, so why would they wear clean clothes?

"It's okay, it's okay. What's so dirty about it? We work in the fields every day, and it's not that clean."

Min Xiong stuffed the bowl and chopsticks into his hands, "Please don't be polite to us. We will continue to cooperate in the future."

After they kill the two pigs and start harvesting the potatoes, they will probably catch two piglets to raise.

In winter, it depends on the situation. Sometimes we rush back to school, and sometimes we leave the pigs with pig farmers in the village.

In this way, you can raise pigs for one year and continue slaughtering them the next year.

Min Xiong carefully took the pot stickers from Lin Feng.

Each person gets eight pot stickers, plenty of porridge, and a boiled egg.

The meat-filled pot stickers have a crust that is fried in grease until it is hard, golden, and crispy.

The meat filling inside is dense and not loose, soft and a little chewy.

The crust on top seemed to have absorbed the broth and was particularly delicious.

When you take a bite, multiple tastes in your mouth are like the perfect fusion of various musical instruments, playing a wonderful symphony.

As you chew, the crunching sound transmitted directly to your brain through bone conduction exudes a unique deliciousness.

Min-woong is already drunk.

The holiday was coming soon, and Brother Lin gave them such a surprise.

I feel like I wouldn’t be this happy even if I went to the city to play.

“This is delicious.”

The master was stunned. Having not received much education, he couldn't say anything nice.

However, this small pot sticker gave him the same feeling as when he finally ate dumplings after waiting for a year decades ago.

Very delicious and very satisfying.

I feel that a year's hard work is worth it just for this meal of dumplings.

What a pity, life is better now.

The taste I once had is no longer there.

"Is it delicious?"

Minxiong was so proud, as if he had made the pot stickers himself.

The students who came later gathered at the window, watching the steam rising from the large frying pan.

Even though the aroma was wafting out and my mouth was watering, I was reluctant to leave.

The first wave of people finished eating and took a while to digest.

We pushed each other and followed the butcher to the pigpen.

Their job today was to help the master drag the two pigs out of the pigsty and tie them up to facilitate the master's work.

It is like a wonderful inheritance for the older graduate students and doctoral students to guide the newer junior students.

When the pigs' screams started, some students who had not finished their meals in the cafeteria, not even bothered by the blood or the stench of the pigs, simply took their bowls and went over there to eat while watching.

Occasionally, they would utter comments such as, "Huh~", "Can you do it?", "If not, let me do it.", etc.

The three professors who listened shook their heads.

Yu Tianxing, whose face was not fully healed but who was able to eat normally, was blocked at the back of the crowd.

As fellow disciples, they were also afraid of his inexplicable and terrible fate.

What if the pig was fine before, but suddenly its potential burst out when it saw him, and it broke free in an instant?

Yu Tianxing, your life has been miserable enough this year.

But we can't add new injuries before the old ones are healed.

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(End of this chapter)