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The large yard of the production team has now completely turned into a slaughterhouse.

The heirloom from the days of eating in the big pot, the big pot with a capacity of 100 jin, has been put to use again.

The diameter of this pot is 130 cm, and even a child can practice doggy paddling in it.

The large iron pot used by ordinary people for cooking is only 6 or 8 jin, compared with this one, it is the size of a grandchild.

The pot is boiling with steaming hot water, which is specially used to remove pig hair.

There is a row of chopping boards next to the pot, on which lie a lot of fat pigs that have been slaughtered. More than a dozen men are holding iron scrapers and scraping the skin.

The scraped pigs are white and fat. Marshal Zhang leads another group of people to remove the head and hooves, open the belly, and finally divide the pork into two large fans, which are pushed into the warehouse of the team for freezing.

This is commonly known as pork half, which can be directly loaded and taken away when the time comes.

There are still people who are responsible for emptying the intestines. There is no time to clean the intestines. Whoever buys it can clean it by themselves. 7K妏婩

A bunch of large intestines and heart, liver and lungs are arranged into a string and frozen separately. A pig is considered to be cleaned up neatly.

Liu Qingshan looked around and found that thirty or forty pigs had been slaughtered in the morning.

At the beginning, everyone brought large basins from their homes to collect pig blood.

Even if blood sausage is not stuffed, blood tofu can be steamed, at least it is meaty.

But later, there was too much pig blood. This thing is just a taste. Who can drink pig blood every meal?

Finally, the pig blood was accumulated in a large trough and frozen into a big lump.

Captain Zhang started shouting at the top of his voice: "Each household gets two pieces of lard and a set of head and hoof offal. Hurry up and take them back. There is no place to put them!"

The villagers were so polite. All the old and young in the family came to the battle. The second bull was holding a pig's tail and happily followed his parents.

His father said before: "Children can't eat tails. They are afraid of being followed after eating them!"

The meaning of being afraid of being followed is that when walking at night, you will always be suspicious and suspect that someone is following you.

When the second bull heard this, he threw the pig's tail into the ditch with his arm.

This kind of behavior cannot be tolerated, and it is inevitable to be beaten.

For a while, children cried and dogs barked, it was so lively.

When the pig was slaughtered, all the dogs in the village, big and small, came. At the very least, they could lick the pig's blood on the ground to satisfy their cravings.

Liu Qingshan also took his share and his grandfather's share, but Captain Zhang gave him another share, saying it was for his mute grandfather.

There were quite a lot of things, quite a big pile, and they had to find a sled to drag it back. They also scooped out half a basin of pig blood with ice chips.

While the pig intestines were not frozen, they just washed a pair. They had to rub them with salt twice.

My mother also scooped a few scoops of pickled cabbage water from the pickled cabbage jar, washed it again with the pickled cabbage water, and finally washed it with clean water before starting to stuff the blood sausage.

The most important thing about stuffing blood sausage is to master the ratio of water and blood. Liu Qingshan also cut some net oil, chopped it up and mixed it with pig blood.

Net oil is the fat wrapped around the outside of the intestines, which is wispy and together with cockscomb oil, is usually called water oil to distinguish it from the piece of lard.

The eldest and second sisters boiled lard directly in the big pot in the courtyard.

Pour a little water into the pot first, then wash the lard, cut it into large pieces, and throw it into the pot to boil slowly.

Of course, you can also put less salt, and the boiled oil will taste better.

Moreover, salt also has a preservative effect, so that when it is hot in summer, the oil in the jar of meat oil will not go bad, which is commonly known as rancid smell.

At this time, the jar of meat oil is a treasure of every household, and they rely on this little bit of oil all year round.

There is another function. If the child in the family is not young anymore and still can't find a partner.

Parents will order the child to move the jar of meat oil on the night of New Year's Eve, which means "marriage is about to start".

After boiling for more than an hour, the water in the pot is gradually boiled dry, and the oil residue turns golden yellow, then you can use a spoon to scoop out the meat oil.

At this time, you must not scoop it directly into the jar, because the temperature is too high and the jar will leak oil.

You should scoop it into an enamel basin first, let it dry, and pour it into the jar before it solidifies.

Liu Yinfeng cut two more pickled cabbages and fried some pickled cabbage powder in the oil pan.

In the house, Liu Qingshan also cooked the blood sausage, and dinner officially began.

The blood sausage was fresh and tender. Professor Wang picked up a piece and dipped it in garlic paste. He nodded his head as he ate it: "Haha, it tastes good. You can't taste this in the city."

There was also a plate of oily food on the table. This was the most appetizing, but it was best not to eat too much. People who don't have oil in their stomachs would suffer if they ate too much.

In addition to these dishes, there was also a dish of black fungus fried with cabbage slices, which was also very popular with Professor Wang and his wife.

Especially black fungus, which tasted crunchy.

"Occasionally, there are black fungus for sale in the city, but the price is very expensive, seven or eight yuan per catty."

Grandma Wang muttered to herself, this price was indeed high at the time, how much money did she make in a month?

"So expensive?"

Liu Qingshan was a little puzzled. The local product company in their county bought dried fungus for only two or three yuan per catty.

Generally speaking, it was good to get one catty of dried fungus from ten catties of fresh fungus. If it is not dried well, it will rot and deteriorate.

So even though there are a lot of wild wood ears in the mountains, people are not very enthusiastic about picking them.

The last few times Liu Qingshan went to the city, he brought some local products with him and wanted to find sales channels. However, in this era of state-owned enterprises, it is not easy to establish channels.

But one thing is certain: black fungus cultivation is a promising industry, and this has been proven.

So after eating, Liu Qingshan pulled Grandpa Wang into the greenhouse.

"Xiao Shanzi, our Jiapigou greenhouse is really beyond my expectation."

Professor Wang looked at the lush scene in the greenhouse and was quite pleased.

During the summer vacation, Liu Shikui took Liu Qingshan to his house. Liu Qingshan said that when Jiapigou wanted to build a plastic greenhouse, he never imagined that such a big battle would be possible.

"When winter comes this year, I plan to take the students to Jiapigou for field study and study. It will only be superficial on paper."

Professor Wang already has a preliminary plan in his mind.

"Okay, Grandpa Wang, we all welcome you when you come."

Of course Liu Qingshan hopes to get more technical support, and the Agricultural College where Professor Wang works is the most appropriate.

He thought for a while and continued: "Grandpa Wang, our current greenhouse is still very imperfect and too crude."

"For example, this frame can be made of metal, and this plastic one is spliced ​​together by ourselves. Not to mention it is time-consuming and labor-intensive. In the winter, there was strong wind, and we even pulled it apart."

"If the Agricultural College comes forward to contact relevant factories to specialize in the production of greenhouse materials, it should be very promising. Our county will make every effort to develop the plastic greenhouse industry in the coming year."

"Well, what you said makes sense. After I go back, I will report the situation to the school."

Professor Wang nodded in agreement. He also knew that with the current capacity of county-level factories, it is not possible to produce the films needed for plastic greenhouses.

Regarding this matter, Liu Qingshan also thought about running into the factory, but thinking about the rigidity and condescending concepts in the factory now, he would definitely run into obstacles everywhere, so he gave up the idea.

But Professor Wang is different. If the Agricultural College comes forward, the factory will not dare to put on airs.

"Grandpa Wang, the development prospects of plastic greenhouses are very broad. Let me show you something interesting."

Liu Qingshan led Professor Wang to a cucumber stand and reached out to pull out the entangled cucumber seedlings.

Professor Wang waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm full just now, but I can't eat cucumbers anymore."

"It's not a cucumber, look!"

Liu Qingshan pointed to an exposed pillar, which was used to support the greenhouse.

"Is this a fungus?"

Professor Wang looked at the black fungus blossoms on the surface of the wooden pillars, and couldn't help but become interested: It's really magical that fungus can grow in this winter.

"Grandpa Wang, plastic greenhouses can not only be used to grow vegetables and fruits, but also edible fungi. The future is also very bright."

Professor Wang picked off a piece of fungus and felt that the flesh was plump, so he nodded with satisfaction: "Fungi don't like light, so the plastic that blocks it should be opaque."

After all, he is an expert, his professionalism is beyond doubt, and he gets to the point right away.

Liu Qingshan knew that most of the greenhouses used to cultivate edible fungi later used black films.

So he expressed this idea, and then followed Professor Wang back to the house. After washing his hands, he sat down and talked in detail.

Liu Qingshan said: "Grandpa Wang, you also know that it is okay to ask us to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms and fungus, but to ask us to plant them will be a black eye. So in terms of technology, I hope to get the support of you and the Agricultural College. ”

"This thing can serve multiple purposes. The students of the Agricultural College are equivalent to having an internship base. We, Jiapigou, can make a fortune from this, and the food basket of the general public will be richer."

Although the vegetable basket project will not be proposed for another three to four years, Professor Wang is still very clear about the current shortage of vegetable varieties and limited quantities.

He pondered for a while and felt that Liu Qingshan's proposal was very good, with clear ideas, strong operability, and certain feasibility.

Although their agricultural college has not cultivated black fungus and some fungi strains, it seems good to start such a new topic.

"Xiao Shanzi, Grandpa Wang is really happy that you have these ideas."

Professor Wang first encouraged Liu Qingshan a few words, and then continued: "However, I alone cannot have the final say on this matter. How about you use these days to write a material and I will take it back to the school. Leadership.”

Of course Liu Qingshan agreed: "Okay, Grandpa Wang, then I will write a feasibility report."

Liu Qingshan knew that artificially cultivated black fungus strains would be successfully researched in the next one or two years.

He has some foundations, and with the technical support from the Agricultural College, he will definitely be the first to come up with it.

When the time comes, take the lead one step at a time.

After all, if you only grow vegetables, the threshold is too low. Once it is spread on a large scale, the profit margin will be small.

The same is true for the breeding industry. Raising chickens and pigs has low technical content. Slowly transitioning to special breeding is the way out.

Now even the eldest sister Liu Jinfeng, under the influence of Liu Qingshan, has begun to value those pheasants and no longer dislikes them as much as before.

Including the half a catty of sand she bought today, which she happily put into a cage and let it out when it was ripe.

After making an agreement with Professor Wang, Liu Qingshan said hey twice: "Grandpa Wang, if I only give you a report, I'm afraid the school leaders won't be impressed."

Seeing the sly smile on Liu Qingshan's lips, Professor Wang guessed something and pointed with his finger, saying, "What bad idea are you up to, kid?"

Liu Qingshan blinked, "Why not wait a few days, when the car factory comes to pick up vegetables, send some fresh vegetables to the leaders of the Agricultural College, let them taste the fresh vegetables, they will definitely be very impressed."

"You are so good, you are not honest at all, but I think it's okay. If you eat ours and don't do anything, let them spit it out!"

In the room, the happy laughter of an old man and a young man rang out.

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky is gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone has splashed ink on rice paper, the ink soaked the sky, and smudged the clouds.

The clouds are stacked and blended with each other, diffusing scarlet lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like a low roar of gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novels app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The bloody rain, with sadness, fell to the mortal world.

The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red blood rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, and collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The streets that used to be bustling are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was deeply stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie weirdness.

The cloudy eyes seemed to have some resentment, and he looked at the mottled stones in front of him alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a 13 or 14-year-old boy, with ragged clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his tattered coat from all directions, swept through his body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog at a distance of seven or eight feet from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest movement.

Download the Aiyue novel app to read the latest chapters without ads for free. And the boy, like a hunter, patiently waited for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely sank its head into the belly of the wild dog.

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