I run a farm, not a zoo

Xiong Ming was already drunk.

It will be a holiday soon, and Brother Jiang also gave them such a surprise, feeling that they would not be so happy to go to the city to play.

"It's delicious." The master was stunned, he had not studied much, and he couldn't say nice words.

However, this little pot sticker is like the feeling when he finally eats dumplings after a year of anticipation decades ago.

Exceptionally tasty and satisfying.

I feel that a year's hard work, if it is for this dumpling, it is worth it.

Unfortunately, the days have passed, but the taste of the past can no longer be found.

"It's delicious." Xiong Ming was proud, as if he had made this potstick himself.

The students who came from behind, piled up in the window one by one, looked at the heat rising from the frying cauldron, even if the fragrance was constantly wafting out, and the gluttonous mouth was not willing to leave.

After the first wave of people finished eating, digested a little, you push me and I push you, follow the pig killing master, and walk towards the "093" pigsty together.

Their job today is to help the master drag the two pigs out of the pigsty and tie them up.

It is convenient for the master to work.

Old graduate students and doctoral students, bringing new apprentices, is like a wonderful inheritance.

When the screams of the pigs sounded, some of the students who had not finished eating in the cafeteria did not even dislike the blood, nor did they dislike the smell of pigs, and directly carried the bowl and went over there to watch and eat.

Occasionally, the mouth will also come out, "Huh~", "Can you do it!" "No, change me." And so on and so on.

The three professors who listened shook their heads.

Xing Tianyu, whose face was swollen and not yet complete, but who could already eat normally, was blocked at the back of the crowd.

They were also brothers and brothers, and they were also afraid of his unspeakable and terrible fortune.

In case, the pig has been fine, as soon as he sees him, he suddenly stimulates his potential, and breaks free in an instant or something.

Senior Brother Xing, this year's fate is bad enough.

You can't add new injuries before old injuries heal.

After two wails, the lives of the two pigs dissipated.

Everyone got more than five hundred pounds of pork.

The pigs raised by the agricultural university are white pigs.

It is famous for its fast long meat and lean meat.

"Brother Jiang, when it is noon, come and eat pig-killing rice with us." Wang Shiyu came in with a bowl and invited it warmly.

Jiang Tu nodded directly in agreement.

You don't have to cook for yourself, you can still eat for nothing, what reason is there to refuse.

Since managing this cafeteria, he has learned how rare it is to eat without having to cook his own meals.

That must not be spared.

When the master skillfully shaved off the pig hair and decomposed the pork, several familiar aunts and mothers-in-law in the village just appeared.

One of them greeted Jiangtu warmly, and then neatly began to roll up her sleeves, and she said, "Well, it's not late." "

"No pupon, no pimp, the pig has just been killed." The student next to him quickly replied.

Aunts and mothers-in-law begin to divide labor, you go to clean the intestines, she cleans up the internal organs.

You go to concoct pig's blood, she goes to boil water to boil pig's head, and they are also very skillful.

The most familiar with Jiang Tu also smiled and said to Jiang Tu: "Wait, try the craftsmanship of the aunts at noon, nothing else can catch up with you, this pig-killing dish is our unique skill." "

"It is, it is."

"Hahahaha."

Jiang Tu listened to the hearty laughter of the aunts, and quickly said modestly: "Where, the aunts are still powerful, this pig-killing dish, I will not do it at all." "

"Haha." After receiving the praise of the chef, the aunts were even more happy.

One by one, they proudly said to Jiang Tu: "You see that this pig-killing dish is simple, but there are actually many doorways." "

"Especially this pig's intestine, if it is not cleaned up, it really can't be eaten."

"Haha, yes, your aunt Guifen, pouring pig blood sausage, that craft is famous for ten miles and eight towns. Tender and fragrant. Add some sauerkraut radish to do something, that taste, amazing. "

"Yes, yes, Guifen's craft, that really can't be said. By the way, Jiang boy, does your family also raise pigs? If you kill during the New Year, don't forget to call you Aunt Guifen to help you enemic blood sausages. "

Jiang Tu turned his head and looked at the body called Gui Fen with a look of anticipation.

My sister-in-law seems to be a little shy by everyone, with two red halos floating on her face, healthy and beautiful. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

However, the pride in the eyes cannot be hidden.

She agreed with a smile on Shangjiangtu's eyes, and she said, "Okay, when the time comes, you call me, and I'll help you straighten up." Or do you come and learn? Cooking is so delicious, you must learn it as soon as you learn it. "

Jiang Tu looked down at the bloodshot plasma, then at Aunt Guifen, and shook his head.

"Nope. I'm waiting to eat how good Aunt Guifen is ready-made. "

"That is, there is ready-made to eat, who is still willing to work, stupid is not stupid." A big lady quickly echoed enthusiastically.

Aunt Gui Fen glared at her and scolded with a smile: "I remember that your previous craftsmanship was not bad, so why forgot about it." Regret no? "

Not to be outdone, the eldest lady said: "Why regret later, I am happy to do one less work." "

Jiang Tu excused that there was still work at home, and quickly left...........

He listened to the endless laughter and scolding coming from behind, shrunk his neck, and his steps quickened a little.

This group of aunts and ladies became enthusiastic, and ordinary people really couldn't resist.

If he doesn't leave, 99% of them will pull him and say, "Have you found a girlfriend, what kind of girlfriend do you like, and your sister-in-law will introduce you to such words."

Speaking of which, you can't go.

The horror coefficient is directly full, and the family registration book can be interrogated.

Apparently, that group of students has already experienced it. Even if they are very curious, they are far away.

In the end, I can't afford to mess with it, I really can't afford to mess with it.

Anyway, the pig-killing banquet before the Dragon Boat Festival was satisfactory for everyone who ate.

Jiang Tu also felt extremely surprised and nostalgic for this kind of rough and delicate way of eating.

He couldn't remember the taste, how long had it been since he had eaten it.

The pig-killing banquet that I most looked forward to when I was a child, I don't know when, has completely become unclear memories.

Unfortunately, if you want to eat the next meal, you can only wait for his pigs to come out of the slaughter.

His pigs are out of the slaughter, at least for the New Year.

After eating the pig-killing meal, some students who are far away from home, but still want to go back, can leave and go home after talking to the professor.

The Dragon Boat Festival also came according to its own steps, at the right time.

On the first day of the holiday, the whole village did not become quiet, but the noise of the service station changed from Daejeon to the eastern gathering place.

At the service station, except for a few students who did not return home and were guarded by typeset wheels to guard the fields, they all left 4.0.

The main purpose of staying here is to guard the sky and prevent people from destroying it, and the most important thing is the potato field.

Although the quality of people today is much higher than in the past, and they have also been taught by the Agricultural University Bar Group, it is still necessary to take precautions.

The remaining students who do not go home, some call a car to play in the city, and some go back to school to see.

Lin Yi was also driven back by Jiang Tu to celebrate the festival.

Yang Bo and Feng Yu could only take turns to rest.

So much so that now he alone and a group of animals have nowhere to go for the time being, and can only guard this farm.

The rice dumplings in the previous two days, whether they were sent by him or sent by Bai Wentao, once again received unanimous praise.

This made his praise chest grow a lot again.

He calculated when a big wave would come.

However, there is no rush. Let him rest for a while.

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