Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

The two pig's knuckles were split from the middle, which was just enough for each of the four girls to have half.

It turned out that before the meal, the girls of the four politely said that they would try it for Dongliang first, but when the pig's knuckle came into their mouths, none of them remembered that Dongliang was a dog, and each of them hugged half of their own pig's knuckle, squatting like this Next to the stove, there is oily water on both sides of the gnawed cheeks, which are very ugly, and they groan while gnawing, which sounds like a litter of piglets at first glance.

"Wen Xu, your pig's hands are really..." Before Zhuo Yiqing finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and gave Wen Xu a thumbs-up, then lowered her head in an instant and gnawed at the tendons between the bones.

"Delicious! Here you are," Yang Han threw the gnawed bone, which looked like it had been polished with high-gloss wax, in front of Dong Liang.

Dongliang's eyes were attracted by the bones, and after looking at them for a while, he turned his head to the basin in front of him, probably even the dog was a little speechless seeing the bones gnawed like this.

Qu Yinger was a little better, put the phalanx with some fleshy spots on her hand, and moved it in front of Dong Liang: "Eat it, there is meat on it!"

Who knew that Dongliang sniffed the smell of meat, tilted his head and continued to eat the soybeans in his dog's bowl, and after looking at the bones two or three times with his dog eyes, he buried the whole dog's head in the bowl, never looking at the bones again, while While eating, he smacked his lips and made a sound of tsk tsk when eating beans with soup.

"There's something wrong with your dog! I'd rather eat beans than meat," Zhuo Yiqing said.

"You are not familiar with it, if you give it something like severe winter, it will eat it, but now it won't eat no matter how you feed it," Wen Wen said.

When Qu Yinger heard it, she immediately said enviously: "You train the dog very well. How do you train it? No matter how I teach my dog, it will eat what others give it. The best time is not to eat it in front of me. But I'm so happy to eat it when I turn my face!"

Wen Xu said: "I didn't train much, it was like this when I picked it up, except for what I gave, even if it was delicious, it would not eat it. According to my guess, it was probably abandoned when it was abandoned. I got hurt and my memory grew."

"You can pick up such a good dog by just picking one, why can't I pick it up?" Yang Han stopped the pig's hand in his hand, sighed, then continued to pick up the pig's hand and gnawed.

"When I picked it up, it was a little dirt dog. It looked sloppy and had sores on its body. Not to mention how ugly it was. Just to treat it, the first time it cost 2,000 yuan. At that time, I didn't know that it had sores now. That's it," Wen Xu said.

After speaking, he looked at the watch in his hand, and the time had already pointed to a little later in the afternoon, and he couldn't help muttering: "Why hasn't this severe winter come back yet!"

At this moment, the sound of a car came from outside the door. Wen Xu thought that Yan Dong had come back, but when he saw the movements of the pillars at his feet, he understood that it was not Yan Dong who had come, but an outsider! Because now Dongliang has raised his head to look in the direction of the door, his eyes are staring at the door blankly, his dog's face is full of vigilance.

"Excuse me, does Wen Xu live here?" A man's voice came from outside the door.

Wen Xu felt very familiar when he heard this voice, and he knew who it was after thinking about it, it was Xu Daxin who was hit by a luxury car by himself.

Before Wen Xu could open the door, Zhuo Yiqing was the first to stand up, ran to the door and grabbed the half-gnawed pig's hand with one hand, and pulled the latch with the other.

"Cousin! Why are you here?" Zhuo Yiqing said to Xu Daxin who was standing outside the door.

There were not only Xu Daxin and Yu Yao outside the gate, they came in a Mercedes-Benz car, and there was a man who looked like a driver standing beside the car.

"Wen Xu, I'm sorry, I came here to bother you without saying a word. I heard Yiqing mentioned your address. I happened to pass by here on business today, so I stopped by to see if you are at home!" Xu Daxin stood at the door, holding a hand. holding something.

Wen Xu saw that all these people had come,

In any case, I couldn't say things like you go back, and besides, my impression of Xu Daxin was okay, at least not the annoying one, so I greeted him with a smile: "Where you say it, it's just a guest!"

Xu Daxin raised his hand: "On a temporary basis, there is nothing good. This wine is just taken casually. Don't be fooled."

Wine is good wine. Although Louis XIII didn't know how much it cost, Wen Xin knew that it was definitely not cheap.

"Come right here, what else do you bring!" Wen Xu received the wine with a few polite words, and welcomed Xu Daxin and Yu Yao into the courtyard along the way.

Xu Daxin said something to the man dressed as the driver, and asked him to look around, while he followed Wen Xu to the yard, and then Wen Xu took a look around. There was nothing interesting about this place, to be honest, it was standard The migrant worker's house, the walls are just swept with white ash, and there are no floor tiles on the floor.

"I don't have anything, it's still a rented house." Wen Xu was not embarrassed at all.

Neither Xu Daxin nor Yu Yao expressed any dislike. Among them, Yu Yao also said: "When I was in elementary school, my family lived in a house like this. It was not only two floors but one floor, and it was shared with others. Rent such a big room, you can do anything when you are young, what is this house now!"

"Hey! I'm going to eat hot pot at noon."

After chatting, they walked to the main room. Xu Daxin saw a copper hot pot on the Eight Immortals table, and couldn't help asking.

"Well, my friend who lives with me hasn't come back yet. He sent watermelon to Han Tao, which starved the four girls outside, so each of them distributed half a pig's trotter as a cushion. Have you eaten it? If not If you want to eat, sit down and eat together?" Wen Xu said.

Yu Yao smiled and said, "I thought you should have eaten by now, but since you haven't eaten, then we're welcome, we haven't eaten anything since morning!"

"That's just right! I'll cut some more meat." Wen Xu said with a smile while picking up the planer and went to the next room to start cutting meat.

Yu Yao and Xu Daxin regarded the work of slicing meat as a game, and quickly took over the work from Wen Nu, and they both regarded it as an entertainment activity.

Wen Xu called Yan Dong and heard that he would be there in ten minutes or so, so he started to light the charcoal he made himself, made from space wood, and put it on the bottom of the hot pot, and then put the bought charcoal into the sea. Put the hot pot bottom material into the hot pot, the soup is spicy while not clear, just taking care of everyone's taste.

The soup in the hot pot on Wenxu’s side boiled, Yan Dong came home, everyone sat at the Eight Immortals table together, there happened to be eight people, no more than one, no less, sat around the big hot pot and began to put some hard-to-cook food into the pot In it, wait for the pot to boil before placing the meat rolls and so on. It will be cooked after putting it down.

"There's nothing delicious, everyone just scrapes together a meal and fills up our stomachs!" After more than a minute, Wen Xu lifted the lid of the hot pot again, and said an opening sentence to indicate that everyone can start eating .

At this time, Zhou Qian rubbed her belly and said, "It's okay, we don't care if it tastes good or not. We eat less, and half a trotter with some soybeans will fill us up."

"Well, you guys eat, the four of us just sat and watched!" Yang Han also nodded and said with a smile.

Yan Dong couldn't help but smiled when he heard this: "Eat it, I guarantee that after you take a bite, you won't say that again!"

After speaking, I picked up a piece of goose blood and put it in a bowl, dipped it in the sauce and put it in my mouth: "Well, the goose blood is cooked!"

"Goose blood?" Xu Daxin also picked up a piece from the pot and put it in the sauce bowl in front of him, dipped it in the sauce and put it in his mouth. After chewing a couple of mouthfuls, he began to nod uncontrollably.

"Try this, all of you. It's not fishy at all. You can chew it until you have that kind of thin, with a kind of fragrance, and the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes." After eating one piece, Xu Daxin stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the second piece. Lao said to the crowd.

Hearing what Xu Daxin said, Yu Yao also got a piece here, not to mention Yu Yao, even Zhuo Yiqing's four girls each got a piece, they all knew that Xu Daxin was a picky person, he said it was delicious The taste is definitely not bad.

Soon these people on the table became noddlers, boasting about goose blood while eating.

Goose blood tastes better than duck blood and pig blood in Wenxu's opinion. The main reason is that its delicate taste is not as dry as duck blood and not as thick as pig blood. The blood is collected, either to cook tofu or to eat hot pot.

Yan Dong said: "Don't look at the ugly shape of this thing, it's not as good-looking as the boxy ones in high-end restaurants, but let me tell you that it's 100% pure natural goose blood, and I can say that there are no additives at all, and nothing else is added. Fill in the serving size, only this one"

With Yan Dong's compliment and this tempting taste, the whole plate of goose blood was quickly swept away by everyone.

"Is there any more?" Zhou Qian, who said she was full just now, raised her head and stretched out her chopsticks to look for it in the pot.

"No, a goose doesn't have much blood, and I didn't know you were here today." Today's goose blood is only half, and the other half was eaten by Wen Xu two days ago.

"Pig blood, although the taste is a bit worse than goose blood, but this taste is much better than you go out to eat!" Without goose blood, Wen Xu promoted pig blood again.

But just after eating goose blood, the taste of this pig blood immediately felt a little bit bad. Everyone was not so active, but they didn’t take time off either. Those who like to eat pork can make pork rolls, and those who like to eat mutton can eat pork rolls. Put the mutton rolls in the hot pot with chopsticks one after another. In short, everyone finds that they can always find something delicious that suits their taste.

We are all young people in their twenties, and there is no one who is particularly difficult to get along with. After eating a few pieces of meat and drinking a little wine, they quickly warm up. Even Yang Han took the lead and talked about a colorful A little joke, the atmosphere immediately rose to a new level.

At two o'clock, Yan Dong reluctantly got out of the car, the seven people at the table continued to eat, and they ate a hot pot meal for almost three hours before stopping.

"Ouch, I'm so full!" Qu Ying'er hiccupped in a very vivid manner.

Zhou Han said: "Of course you are full. I see that you ate at least a catty and a half of mutton today. The three plates of mutton rolls placed in front of us fell into the mouths of both of you without moving a chopstick. "

"You guys didn't eat mutton, but you two didn't eat less tripe and kidney. I'm going to eat kidney later. Who knows that when I want to eat again, there won't even be any leftovers," Zhuo Yiqing said.

Qu Yinger frowned and said, "It's not our fault, it's Wen Xu's food that is so delicious!"

"Yes! Wen Xu wants to reimburse me for my fitness card, isn't that clearly trying to frame us?" Zhuo Yiqing joked to Wen Xu.

"Look at what valuable things I have here, you can take it yourself, just the money for the fitness card of you young ladies, I, a small person like Shengdou, can't afford it." After a few glasses of wine, Wen Xu's side also seemed a lot more enthusiastic, I can also joke with the girls.

"We can't afford the card money, so we come whenever we want to eat?" Zhou Qian said.

"Come on, come on! As long as you don't mention money, you can talk about anything," Wen Xu said cheerfully.

Xu Daxin and Yu Yao were sitting on the table chatting quietly, Wen Xu listened to a few words, it seemed to be about something like folk customs.

"Are you going to build a folk street or something?" Wen Xu asked curiously.

Yu Yao said: "We are going to invest in a partnership to build a folk village in Donghong Village and recruit some folk folk artists. This will not only protect the traditional culture and prevent it from being lost, but also create a cultural attraction. Yes, let everyone have an opportunity to focus on our Chinese folk customs and folk arts, let the young people now feel the charm of our own culture, don’t always look at foreign countries as good, and your own things are not good at all!”

Xu Daxin said: "The most important thing is how to turn this kind of folk custom into profit and real income, so that these folk craftsmen can live a good life by relying on their old skills. Only in this way can young people Only by joining in can our folk art culture be passed on. Just relying on a few of us to keep paying and supporting, it is simply a drop in the bucket... ".

Speaking of folk customs and folk arts, such as shadow puppetry, oiled paper umbrellas, embroidered purses, etc., now people see less and use less, and the living conditions of craftsmen are naturally worse. Go on, then who will learn this craft? Therefore, many crafts are lost along with the older generation. People like Xu Daxin and Yu Yao are thinking about how to pass on our own Chinese folk art.

"My cousin has been doing it since he returned to China, and their team has been doing it for almost five years," Zhuo Yiqing said.

Xu Daxin smiled and said: "As an unsuccessful architect, I can't get a few jobs a year, so it's meaningful to spend my spare time on this."

Hearing what Xu Daxin said, Wen Xu had a respect for him and his team. No matter what his status is, if he can think of preserving folk customs and folk arts, then this matter is worthy of respect.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Wen Xu asked.

"I don't need it now. If I need you in the future, I won't be polite to you." Xu Daxin said with a smile.

Wen Xu is very interested in folk art, so he joined in and chatted.

Xu Daxin sent an invitation to Wen Xu: "If you have time, come and see us, but you can't see anything these days. Many people have gone home for the New Year. Next year, pick a time next year, I will Go with you, I'm sure it will open your eyes."

Hearing this, Wen Xin smiled and said, "That's all right, let's make a deal."