Golden Fishing Village

Looking at the reactions of several people, Doma chuckled.

After he finished laughing, he said: "Don't be afraid, this is really edible, very delicious. This is called stinky pork, which is smoked meat. Many people go to our village just to eat this."

Ao Muyang sneered and said, "Really? Why does this smoked meat smell like this?"

"Because it has been preserved for many years, this piece of meat is older than me. It was made by my father when he returned to the village." Doma explained.

Ao Muyang was shocked. Hearing what La Zhong meant, it had been more than ten years since he returned to the village. This meat had been preserved for more than ten years? Although he knew that smoked meat lasted a long time, but after so many years...

Duoma smiled and said: "Uncle Village Chief, it's really okay. In our village, almost only when guests come to visit, the family will have the opportunity to eat stinky pork. This is the highest etiquette for us to treat guests. In our place, stinky pork The age and length of the hanging are a sign of the wealth of the family. For example, our family hung half a head of stinky pork, and my father took it all away when he left. "

Lazhong spoke seriously, and Doma translated: "My father said that he bought and cooked this stinky pork, so he had to take it with him when he left."

The father and son warmly invited them to taste the meat. Ao Muyang brought a small stove, which burned acetylene. The firepower was so fierce that the dogs couldn't eat it.

He lit the small stove, filled it with water, and then cut the smelly pork into slices and threw it in to cook. In addition, he cut some meat into long strips, roasted it on a fire and took it back to eat directly.

The first piece was handed to Ao Muyang. Lao Ao looked around. Yang Shuyong and others were standing far away, looking at him with smiles on their faces and gloating about his misfortune.

Lao Ao couldn't hurt other people's friendship, so he could only take it and stuff it into his mouth to chew.

The meat smelled very bad, but after it was burned, it didn't smell much anymore. The first thing he felt was a smoky smell, but it might be that he had adapted to the smell.

After the smoky smell, there is still no odor, replaced by the unique aroma of bacon, and because the pork is dried for a long time, it is very chewy, but not woody, and tastes like smoked beef jerky. It turned out to be very good.

He laughed, chewing the food with great enthusiasm.

Razhong burned a few more pieces and handed them to the others as a gesture. The others shook their heads in awe.

Ao Muyang explained: "They don't eat pork."

Razhong nodded suddenly: "Oh, the director, the director, ***, Peng You, who was on the construction site at night to shade the sun."

He handed the pork to his son and said regretfully: "Oh, it's too rich and kerosene to make Mailu Le, so I'm going to let them eat Melu Le."

The group didn't know what Mailule was, and they didn't want to know, since they didn't eat it anyway.

In addition to roasted stinky pork, there is also pork soup. After cooking, the stinky smell is dispersed in the soup. The soup is gray and viscous. Ao Muyang took a sip. He felt that it had a stinky smell, so he did not drink it. Continue to eat the roasted pork jerky.

La Zhong and his son took one mouthful of soup and one mouthful of meat, which made them feel comfortable.

The dogs gathered around him, and Wolf Two also came closer. It was obvious that they were looking forward to this smelly meat.

Doma cut the meat and shared it with them. Razhong looked distressed. Not long ago, each of them could only eat a little bit of stinky pork a week. Originally, he planned to use this piece of pork to spend the whole winter.

After eating, they walked to the roadside. There was now a shuttle bus on the highway, which ran from the county to the town. It departed from Liushui. They just waited for the shuttle bus to pass by.

When the shuttle bus stopped, the driver frowned when he saw the slovenly Lachong and his son. When he saw that they were bringing a group of dogs with them, he shook his head and said, "Dogs are not allowed on the bus."

Yang Shuyong said carelessly: "Old Zhao, your car is full of us folks. Who doesn't have a dog? How about bringing a dog on the car and scaring them?"

When he saw it was him, the driver's tone suddenly softened: "Oh, Brother Yong, actually I don't care, but the company has rules and regulations and animals are not allowed on the bus."

"Fuck you, have I ever seen a little girl carrying a dog into your car? What's the matter, the girl can't get in but we can't?" Yang Shuyong said arrogantly.

He pushed Ao Muyang again and said, "Do you know who this is? The big dragon head of Longtou Village!"

Ao Muyang's photos frequently appear in newspapers. He is a moderate celebrity in Hongyang and has recently become an internet celebrity. The driver recognizes him.

The driver was happy after seeing him: "Okay, then you get in the car. If someone complains about me, you can solve the problem for me."

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said, "Don't listen to Lao Yang. We'll just go up and the dogs will run behind. But you drive slower so they can keep up."

It's not that far away from the village. It took them a lot of time before because they had to cross mountains and ridges.

After listening to what they said, Razhong spoke: "Village chief, Wo Men Zha Rong is a man rich enough to take a dog with him."

Zhalu was born as a sex dog. When distinguished guests came to visit, they could pick and touch girls from the village tribe as they pleased. They didn't care, but there were two things that outsiders were not allowed to touch, namely hounds and shotguns.

Locally operated vehicles allow dogs on board, because hunters usually take their dogs with them when they go out.

Ao Muyang patted Razhong on the shoulder and said, "Let them run away. There are people in the car who are afraid of dogs."

Duoma smiled and said a few words to his father. Razhong nodded and said, "Wo understands, Abba understands, just do as the Romans do."

Ao Muyang was stunned. Do you understand this idiom? The level is still acceptable.

The car started. The car couldn't run fast on the mountain road. With a group of dogs chasing behind, Wolf Two didn't want to run behind, so he accelerated and ran in front of the car, howling all the way. His voice was very aggrieved...

After bringing Lazhong and his son back to the village, he temporarily placed them in a small building, and then went to find Ao Zhisheng to handle the enrollment procedures for Doma and the employment procedures for Lazhong.

The arrival of the two foreigners did not cause any waves in the village. Foreigners came to the village every now and then, and everyone was used to this kind of thing.

Ao Fugui was puzzled when he saw Ao Muyang busy with the father and son's affairs as soon as he came back: "Yangzi, why are you so active in this matter? What benefits can these two people bring to the village?"

Ao Muyang said: "What benefits or disadvantages, giving roses to others will leave a lingering fragrance on your hands. We should have the quality of helping others, and I have said that we must have a sense of social responsibility."

After a pause, he continued: "Lazhong and Duoma are the few Zhalong people now, belonging to ethnic minorities. Sometimes there are things that are difficult for us to handle, but if there are ethnic minorities, it will be easy to handle. You don't understand the country's protection policy for ethnic minorities, but I do."

Ao Fugui laughed and said: "I know you have bad intentions."

Ao Muyang rolled his eyes at him: "Get out, even if they are not ethnic minorities, we have to help them. You can't let them freeze to death in the mountains? There are many job opportunities in the village, and it is not impossible to support one more family. How can you watch them die without helping them?"