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After receiving their share of the pork, the villagers, who were initially filled with envy and resentment, now felt that Ye Youliang's family, despite their wealth, had not forgotten their roots and still cared about their fellow villagers.

The Ye family courtyard was bustling with activity, and the scene was incredibly harmonious!

Although Ye Qingqing doesn't do any work, no one dares to ask her to do anything.

An auntie gave her a handful of roasted soybeans, and an older woman gave her a small bowl of roasted pumpkin seeds. She wrapped herself in a thick coat, hugged Xiao Huanhuan, and sat on the corridor, eating and watching the commotion with great interest.

This is the treatment we get for catching two wild boars!

Who doesn't know that the whole village was able to get a bite of meat thanks to the good fortune of the second daughter of the Ye family?

Ye Dazhuang disappeared during this time. Ye Qingqing looked several times but did not see him appear in the crowd.

Perhaps he doesn't like crowds and has gone away.

The person was a nobleman, and he was quite aloof, so Ye Qingqing didn't pay much attention to him.

After killing a wild boar, it was already noon, and Li Chunyan and the other women began preparing the pork stew.

Ye Dali and a few men temporarily set up two stoves and put together two large pots.

The villagers didn't just eat the pork stew for free; some brought firewood, others brought cabbages and radishes—basically whatever they had at home—and they all stewed it together.

That's the rule in the village. Even if you're so poor you have nothing, if you just bring half a bowl of coarse grains, they'll still come over and eat a bite.

Each family brought their own bowls and chopsticks and put them all into the large wooden basin for use together.

After everyone has finished eating, they can take the food back to their respective homes.

If you don't bring anything, whether it's the host or a villager, you'll get the cold shoulder.

Someone brought over a cutting board, and several aunties and grandmas were cutting meat on it. They cut strips of meat with five parts fat and three parts lean into pieces the size of a child's palm, and put them into a big pot with scallions and ginger to simmer.

The slightly congealed pig's blood is mixed with the broth from cooking the meat, poured into cleaned sausage casings, pierced a few times with skewers, and then put into a pot to simmer slowly.

Before long, the aroma of meat filled the entire courtyard, and the villagers eagerly smelled the rare meaty fragrance, unable to resist swallowing their saliva.

Once the large chunks of meat are thoroughly cooked, take them out and cut them into large slices.

Stir-fry radishes and cabbage with pork, pour in half a pot of water, add a large slice of pork, and simmer.

The pickled cabbage should be stir-fried with lard first, then stewed with sliced ​​meat for a long time to make it taste better.

Two large pots, one with cabbage, radish, and pork, and the other with sauerkraut and pork.

When it was almost done stewing, Li Chunyan lifted the lid of the big pot, and wow, the aroma was so strong it could knock you over.

"Stop busy, everyone! Dinner's ready!"

She called out loudly, "Help yourselves with bowls and chopsticks, come and get your rice! Eat as much as you want, everyone, don't be shy, a full stomach will make you better able to work this afternoon!"

"Whoosh..."

The courtyard erupted in a flurry of activity, with everyone—whether they were building a woodshed or helping to slaughter a pig—rushing over to join in.

Everyone stared longingly at the bubbling pot, jostling and pushing as if afraid of missing out. They clutched their bowls, swallowing hard, their eyes gleaming.

"These big slices of fatty meat look so delicious!"

"Of all the families I've served, only the food in your Kaoshantun village has meat in it!"

"Master, aren't you building a new house this spring? Why are you inviting us?"

"My goodness, it's been so long since I've had any meat! I never thought I'd be able to eat it here..."

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"Bang Bang Bang..."

Li Chunyan tapped on the side of the pot and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Don't push! Don't push! There's plenty of meat, everyone can eat! Line up, or no one will get food!"

The chaotic crowd suddenly formed a long queue.

"Bravo!"

Li Chunyan scooped a spoonful of meat and vegetables into a bowl, grabbed two multigrain steamed buns, and handed them to the worker, saying, "Next!"

Ye Qingqing's idea was to have her steam white flour buns directly. Since it was a pork stew, she should go all the way and treat the workers well so they would work diligently.

But Li Chunyan couldn't bear to part with it!

The flour jar was filled to the brim with white flour, but she had only been eating it for a few days.

She hadn't had enough to eat herself, how could she bear to give food to the people who were working?

She secretly dug out five catties of white flour and asked Ye Dali to take it to the Sun family, who ran a general store, to exchange for about ten catties of mixed grain flour. She then mixed in a small portion of white flour and made mixed grain steamed buns.

We saved ten pounds of flour, enough to feed our family for ten days!

People who used to be so poor they could barely make ends meet, even after finally getting a good life, still think about being stingy everywhere.

One spendthrift son like Er Yatou is enough for a family.

"Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!"

The bricklayers who had worked all morning, and the villagers who had helped slaughter the pig, all took their bowls and squatted down in a corner to eat.

The large slices of fatty pork, with a little bit of red meat, were stewed until tender and translucent, with a slight porky smell.

The pickled cabbage and cabbage were soaked in the oily meat broth, and the radish was crystal clear and infused with the flavor of the meat.

In the bowl, there were more large slices of meat than vegetables, and the steamed bun in my hand was made of white flour mixed with a little bit of whole grain flour, with a strong wheat aroma.

A bite of meat and vegetables followed by a bite of multigrain steamed bun brought tears to everyone's eyes and made their noses tingle.

Steamed buns made with a mixture of white flour and grains, and pork, are a delicious food that you would never normally dare to dream of!

"Dad, Second Girl, time to eat."

Li Chunyan brought over two bowls of meat and vegetables, and also sliced ​​a plate of blood sausage, greeting everyone with a smile, "I'm watching outside, I can't keep an eye on you guys... Hey, where's Brother Dazhuang?"

Ye Qingqing hugged Xiao Huanhuan and shook her head, "I don't know where she went. Who cares? She'll come back when she's hungry."

The way they're talking sounds like an old married couple.

Li Chunyan's gaze towards Ye Qingqing was filled with an unusually ambiguous smile.

"Maybe they've gone out to avoid the commotion. Second daughter, go out and look for them."

Ye Qingqing raised an eyebrow. "It's too cold, I'm not going."

"I'll go out and check on him for a bit, then I'll call him back to eat while it's still hot."

Li Chunyan looked outside and chattered on, "Don't forget, those two big fat pigs were hunted down by Brother Dazhuang!"

You're lucky, but with your abilities alone, who knows who will win?

Ye Qingqing couldn't help but laugh. "Sister-in-law, I'm family. Whose side are you on?"

"I'll side with whoever has the ability!"

Li Chunyan suddenly remembered something, clapped her hands, and said, "Oh right, why hasn't Cui Cui come back yet? How many frozen mushrooms have she been digging for so long?"

She's destined to worry; she has to think about the whole family. Without her, the family would fall apart!

But Ye Qingqing liked her sister-in-law just the way she was. She was "idle" and only cared about making money. Cui Cui was still young, and the family relied on her sister-in-law to manage everything.

"What are you doing in my house?"

Ye Cuicui couldn't help but grumble, but as soon as she finished speaking, she excitedly carried back a basket of frozen mushrooms.

I was completely stunned when I entered the courtyard.

On the chopping board sat a black pig bigger than a door panel, and large pieces of fatty meat hung under the eaves, filling the yard with the aroma of stewed meat.

The courtyard was filled with people squatting and eating, holding bowls, leaving no room to even put their feet down.