The Big Landlord

Several people took turns blowing for nearly 20 minutes before blowing the pig round and round, lifting it to the plastic sheet in front of the boiling water pot, and starting to flush and shave. The snow-white big pig appeared in front of him. Except for the trotters and the head, which could not be cleaned, there was not a single hair in the other places, and the pig's skin was also very clean.

Tie the hind legs of the two pigs with a large rope and hang them on the tree from left to right. Zhou Zhongfu swings his arms and uses a meat cutter and a boning machete in turn. A pig is divided into two halves with a few strokes, and the tender pork is still sprouting The steam was hot, as expected of being fed with pure grain, and the meat was three inches thick.

The next deboning and meat removal had nothing to do with Wang Ben, so he simply waited for lunch and shaved soup.

Big chunks of three-line twice-cooked pork, fat but not greasy; steamed scallop meat with steaming powder, melts in your mouth; fried pork liver with blood-skinned vegetables, fresh and refreshing; spicy hair and blood, tender and flavorful, in this big Winter is very enjoyable; with the fragrant white radish soup, the authentic shaved pig soup is full of rice, and the seven bowls and eight plates are full.

The authentic farmhouse flavor is really good. Not only did Wang Ben have a big appetite, but Linglong also had a round stomach. After eating this meal for a long time, two people at the table drank two sips and began to chat and laugh together. Let’s share the happiness of the previous year and look forward to the next year. sustenance, the taste of the group year is full.

It’s not enough to eat. Before leaving, Zhou Zhongfu also cut a large piece of meat for him. Not only did he have it, but he would also go to the village to deliver it from house to house in the afternoon. Afterwards, the rest will be used to make sausages, bacon, and sauce meat. Occasionally take out a piece to taste, enough to eat at home for the first half of the year.

On the second day after Ma Yunxiu's family ate the shaved pig soup, there were two other families in the village who slaughtered pigs for a new year, and both enthusiastically brought him a knife of meat. They all brought him meat, how should this gift be returned?

He doesn't want to go out and buy a pig to kill. It's too much trouble to say. He is an adult and a little Delicate who is a few years old at home. How can he eat so much, but if he doesn't give everyone a piece of meat, he doesn't know what to give. Well, the custom of courtesy exchanges between the neighbors is very good, but it gives him a headache. Gift-giving is the thing he is least good at.

Giving gifts in the village is especially important. Two boxes of chocolate are not as good as a few pounds of peanuts, and two bottles of good wine are not as good as a few pounds of pork suet. But these things are all in short supply now. It’s totally boring to give as gifts. Big color TV, this is sure to be happy, but there is no such economic strength.

I got on the motorcycle and rushed to Xiaoxing Town with great anticipation. What good gifts can I get when I go to Taotao? There is no supermarket in the town, only small stalls. It's not milk powder, sesame paste, or Naoxin Shun. These days, he can't even sell Melatonin, and he can't make up his mind after turning around twice.

"Are the Chinese New Year clothes your mother bought for you good-looking?"

A mother and daughter passed by, and the young mother asked the little girl with a smile on her face.

"Nice!" The little girl nodded vigorously and asked thoughtfully, "Mom, why don't you buy New Year's clothes?"

"My mother also bought it when she was a child, but now that she is short of clothes, she can usually buy it. It's still a lot cheaper," the young mother said softly.

Yes, with the growth of age, everyone has lost their expectations for Chinese New Year clothes. Wang Ben was a little emotional when he heard it. In his impression, he has never bought Chinese New Year clothes since he was ten years old. I really want to come back When you were a child, go and experience the feeling of that time.

Yes, why not make clothes for everyone in the village, let everyone relive the taste of wearing Chinese New Year clothes in childhood,

Wang Ben slapped him hard on the thigh, and immediately smiled.

It can be worn by men and women of all ages. The Tang suit is the most suitable, and it is especially festive to wear it during the Chinese New Year. After some inquiries, I drove a motorcycle straight to Yongfeng City, and rushed to a suburban clothing factory specializing in Tang suits. The boss directly stated his intention afterward, "Boss, I want a batch of Tang suits, more than 200 pieces!"

"What is your request, sir?" The boss asked with a smile when he saw the big client, and was busy serving tea and water.

"Well..." Wang Ben raised his head for a while and said, "The pattern requirements of the clothes are the same, the colors used for different age groups should be different, and men and women should be separated. Also, you need to come to the door to count the number of each size."

"I'm sorry," the boss asked in confusion, "what are you doing here?"

Wang Ben smiled and said very calmly, "Make New Year's clothes for the villagers in our team."

"Ah!" The boss exclaimed, and he was in a daze. For so many years in the clothing industry, he has made New Year's clothes for the villagers collectively. This is the first time I have encountered it, and I have never heard of it before.

"Is there a problem?"

"No, no problem, your idea is really interesting," the boss laughed.

After selecting the pattern and color, the final price was 35 pieces. There are more than 50 families in Xiushuiwan, except for some people who go out to work, there are more than 200 people, and the cost is less than 10,000 yuan, which he still pays. Affordable.

After paying the deposit in advance, the boss sent an experienced tailor to follow Wang Ben to Xiushuiwan to count the age, gender, and size specifications. The statistics are not complicated.

"Benzi, why are you doing a household census or family planning?" Every time they arrived at a home, the villagers expressed their confusion at Wang Ben's behavior and asked in confusion.

"The government is going to give everyone welfare to count the number of people. I am relatively free, and I am just a guide by the way." Wang Ben blinked his eyes and pretended to be mysterious.

"When did you steal the captain's job? Or do you want to be the captain," a villager asked bluntly.

"How dare I," Wang Ben hurriedly waved his hand in denial. This was a reminder to him. It seemed that he had to ask the captain to explain it. It would be bad to be suspected out of thin air.

It took half a day to walk from house to house along the village, down to the children who could run all over the place, and the top was not capped. There was one count and one was counted, and even the students who did not have a holiday were counted, a total of 200 Fifty-six people, the babies who are still in their arms, can't do it at all.

I finally got the gift for everyone. The owner of the garment factory also promised that it will be completed within half a month, and it will be sent to everyone at that time. I think about the spectacular scene of everyone in the village wearing uniform new clothes on the first day of the new year. , filled with anticipation.