Reborn in 1977

Zhang Wenliang rode back on his horse, a pack slung across its back, bulging on both sides, clearly filled with a lot of things.

Besides him, there were three other people following behind.

Chen Fan looked up and saw a woman who looked to be in her twenties pedaling a bicycle with all her might, the buttons of her cotton-padded jacket already undone, carrying a gray-haired person in their fifties on the back.

Another person was riding their own bicycle, and he recognized him; it was actually Master Zhu, whom he had just met in the morning.

The two vehicles with the three people parked their bicycles and then ran over excitedly.

However, they still lagged behind Zhang Wenliang, who had already led his horse over, his face full of excitement, and said, "I bought back the pig offal, and Master Zhu even gave me a big bag of pig blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Zhu strode over from behind, grinning from ear to ear, "Old Zhang, Old Xiao, Old Ye, I'm here to freeload a meal."

Although he was clearly speaking to the three leaders of the production team, his eyes fell on the two stoves in front of Chen Fan, "Oh, it smells so good, is that turtle meat?"

Zhang Changjiang laughed heartily and walked over quickly, extending both hands early on, "You are a distinguished guest who can't be invited even if we wanted to, welcome, welcome, let's have a couple of bowls of wine with dinner later, we'll definitely keep you company."

Besides him, Xiao Liewen and Ye Shubao also went up to greet him.

Even many members of the surrounding production team took the initiative to call him "Uncle" or "Grandpa."

This was the status of the knife-wielding butcher at the food station!

Chen Fan picked up a rag and wiped his hands, walking out from behind the stove.

Zhang Wenliang quickly stepped forward and unloaded the pack in front of him, "Master Chen, how do we deal with this?"

Chen Fan squatted down to take a look, "Like this, soak the heart, liver, and lungs in clean water, wash the pig intestines clean with plant ash, quickly pour out the pig blood, then prepare some scallions, ginger, and garlic, and boil a pot of hot water."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Zhu leaned over and said, "I know you want to make blood sausage, so I specially saved two knuckle bones, you can use them to make a high broth."

As he said that, he turned to look at Zhang Changjiang, "I didn't come empty-handed, I brought hard goods."

Zhang Changjiang laughed heartily, "This is indeed hard goods, if you didn't bring it, we really wouldn't have it."

Chen Fan pushed aside the pig offal and indeed saw two knuckle bones, then he laughed and said, "That's great, it's best to use high broth."

Then he saw a piece of streaky pork and immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he raised his head to look at Master Zhu, "Didn't you have enough pig-slaughtered dish in the morning, and you want to eat it again?"

Master Zhu deliberately put on a straight face, "What pig-slaughtered dish? I just want to eat another serving of your twice-cooked pork!

Chen Fan had no objection, "Okay, that's easy, we'll make it together later."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Changjiang and the others standing behind him looked at each other and couldn't help but show joy.

How many people wanted to invite Master Zhu to dinner, but he eats big fish and big meat every day, what good things hasn't he eaten? Unexpectedly, today he's become fascinated with twice-cooked pork, it seems like there will be a way to sell pigs in Lujiawan in the future!

After this pack of things was taken away, Zhang Changjiang brought Chen Fan to the other two people, smiling, "This is our Lujiawan's stabilizing needle, Branch Secretary Yang."

Chen Fan immediately greeted him politely, "Hello, Secretary Yang."

Secretary Yang extended his hand, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Chen."

Chen Fan, "It's my duty."

Zhang Changjiang continued to introduce, "This is our Women's Captain Yang Xingxiu, also Secretary Yang's eldest daughter."

Yang Xingxiu shook hands with Chen Fan generously, "Master Chen, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Fan had no choice but to continue with the formalities, "It's my duty."

He muttered in his heart, a production team branch secretary, a team leader, two deputy team leaders, a militia company commander, a women's captain, the leadership of the production brigade, I should have recognized them all, right?

After the pleasantries, Xiao Liewen looked at Chen Fan and asked in a low voice, "Master Chen, when will we make the blood sausage?"

Chen Fan smiled and said, "These two pots of turtle still need to simmer for twenty minutes, after the turtle is simmered and taken out of the pot, we can boil the high broth, and make the blood sausage after the high broth is ready."

Then he glanced at the other things, turned his head and asked, "Captain Xiao, do you want to eat our local pig-slaughtered dish today, or should I make a table of Sichuan and Hunan-style pig offal feast?"

Xiao Liewen said without even thinking, "Forget about the local pig-slaughtered dish, after you're done with these two days, please make another trip, I'll prepare a little more Chinese cabbage, and help me make two vats of sauerkraut. We'll eat northeastern pig-slaughtered dish later."

After a pause, he asked, "How long will it take for this sauerkraut to pickle well?"

Chen Fan, "It'll be about half a month."

Xiao Liewen nodded, "That'll be before the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month, just in time for the Little New Year."

Master Zhu, who was guarding on the side, had already swallowed his saliva, "There's also northeastern pig-slaughtered dish? Oh, Old Xiao, you must find me when your family slaughters pigs!

Xiao Liewen laughed heartily, "I'll find you even if you don't say so, I don't trust anyone else."

Afterwards, they chatted on the side, and Chen Fan continued to watch the pot, and by the way, he summoned a few guard dogs and chatted with them about the local gossip, attracting frequent glances from the whole village.

Some people who still had ideas of recruiting a son-in-law gave up their thoughts after seeing this scene. The young girls also sighed secretly, how could such a good person have something wrong with their head?

But there were also a few girls with a spirit of self-sacrifice, thinking that if Zhu Gong'an couldn't find Chen Fan's family, they would ask someone to propose marriage. Although he likes to chat with dogs, he really looks good, and he can also cook, at least he can be a craftsman in the future, and he will definitely have enough to eat.

Where can you find such a husband?!

After chatting with a few dogs, Animal Language finally leveled up to level 2, now it's LV2 (1/50), Chen Fan felt that he understood the dogs even more.

Unfortunately, at this time, the two pots of turtle were also cooked, he quickly stood up and opened the lids, and in an instant, a rich aroma spread around, and the noisy pond became silent, a pair of eyes were staring at the two big pots, everyone's eyes were shining.

After a few seconds, Zhang Changjiang finally came back to his senses, and immediately shouted, "San Huzi, organize manpower, one bowl per household, distribute the meat…"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw everyone split into two groups with a bang, one group ran home, and the other group ran over to line up, no one needed to give directions, it was so orderly.

After a dozen minutes, the two big pots were clean, and the members also took their bowls and basins home to make their own dinner.

The children couldn't help but缠 (chán - to twine, to pester) around their parents, their eyes full of desire, the older ones could still bear it, just swallowing saliva while smelling the meat, the younger ones were already crying from馋 (chán - greedy). The happy adults were not stingy today either, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into the mouth of their youngest son, and there was a burst of cheers.

Chen Fan hehe smiled, preparing to deal with the next batch.

After another busy time, he re-killed a slightly smaller turtle, and boiled the blood sausage.

After all the preparations were done, at Zhang Changjiang's suggestion, he moved the kitchen to the kitchen in the upper brigade headquarters office.

Although it was a sunny day today, it was already winter after all, and the dishes would cool down quickly when cooking outside. Going to the kitchen in the backyard, it would be the dining room when it was brought out, just in time to eat it while it was hot.