The Blessed

"Chenglong, your pigs are really fat. I heard you only started feeding them in June. What did you feed them?"

In case it might disturb the guests, the pigs were butchered in a spot not far from the pig hen in the backyard. While doing his job, the butcher pried with interest. Ling Chenglong scratched his head, giving an embarrassing smile. Before he opened his mouth, Ling Wen aside cut in, 'œOf course. Our pigs grow this big by eating rice bran. Daddy said although it'™s a bit luxurious, when butchering them, we would be happy. See? Only five months, they are over two hundred jin. Only our family could do that.'

One could imagine how proud Ling Wen looked at the moment. Before, he could only watch other family butcher a pig. This year, they directly butchered ten of them. He was so excited that he jumped up, and he was kind of swag there now.

"Sure, among all those villages nearby, only your family would use that to feed the pigs. Your late rice is solid income.'

The butcher also didn'™t seem to look disgusted, but said with kind of fawning tone. Come on! Now, let alone the nearby villages, Yuehua Manor even already topped the whole Qingyang County! Even the money that funneled through their fingers was enough to sustain people like them for a whole life. If he didn'™t suck up to them now, when?

"Not much, we have so many people to feed, you know."

Like having been aware that he had said too much, Ling Jingwen then turned around to pull Ling Wu and Tiewa to run away, 'œCome on. Let'™s go to the front yard to hang out with brother Shan and others. Grandpa, we gotta go.'

"OK. Slowly. Don'™t trip yourselves!'

Worried, Ling Chenglong followed them behind for a few steps, then watched them leave. The few little buns waved their hands with their back against him and soon disappeared before his eyes. Only after arriving in the long corridor did Ling Wu ask strangely, 'œBig brother, why do you leave? Don'™t you want to watch them butcher the pigs?'

They had an agreement last night whether to watch the pig butchering today, and also watched how Aunt Song and others made pig dishes. This was just the beginning. Why leave?

"Nothing. Just now I said something wrong. We should not expose our fortune to others. And I was overjoyed and forgot about that. Daddy ever said that those who do business are different from farmers. They are all very tricky. If we keep staying there, that butcher will only ask more questions. We are kids, so we often say something we shouldn'™t say. So it'™s better to get out of there.'

Ling Wen stopped and turned to face his two younger brothers, looking a bit regretted. Ling Wu and Tiewa looked at each other and went forward to hold his shoulders on both sides, "Oh, I thought it'™s something huge. Big brother, we are kids. What'™s the big deal even if we say something wrong? We can watch out mouth then.'

"Right. Wen, your daddy loves us all. Even if he knows it, he wouldn'™t say something. So, don'™t be sad. Today is a big day. You can'™t let adoptive daddy to see you like this. My daddy said, now adoptive daddy is carrying a little brother in his belly. We shouldn'™t make him unhappy.'

Ling Wu and Tiewa tried to comfort him. Ling Wen then nodded, 'œHmm, I know, actually I am not feeling sad, I just feel that I should be more careful. Come on! Let'™s go to the front yard to help entertain the guests. Later, we'™ll come back to watch them cook pig dishes.'

"OK."

The three little buns then turned to leave hand in hand, and Yan Yi who was hiding in the dark protecting them nodded with satisfaction. They were worthy to be the master'™s seeds. The little masters were sensible. It'™d be better as long as they didn'™t make so many unbelievable demands to him in the future.

So-called pig dish, put it simply, was a dish with some parts of the pig. The well-cooked streaky pork slices, better add some big bones, well-cooked pig intestine slices, blood sausage beveling slices, some cleaned prickled celery cabbage cut into shreds, soaked dried rice noodles, cut into halves, then put the fry pan on the fire, put some mixed oil and heat up, then throw in some ginger slices and green onion slices, then put the prickled celery cabbage slices, then pour in some pig bone soup, then the streaky pork slices, pig intestines and the rice noodles. After it was boiled, scoop out the scum on the surface, then put some salt, pepper, soy sauce and other ingredients, then stew it using small fire for a few minutes, then scoop out the well-cooked things out with a strainer, put them in the soup, finally put the blood sausage in it, when they got curled, scoop them out using the strainer and spread them on top of the other well-cooked things, then, put some seasoning into the pot, carry up the pot and pour it on the dish, sprinkle some sliced coriander, prepare some plates of mashed garlic, and it'™s done.

Ling Jingxuan meant to make some improvement. Then, seeing that Ling Wen still couldn'™t forget about it, he dropped that idea. His sons had never eaten the home-cooked pig dish, so he followed the tradition and let him eat for once. He'™d have plenty of time to make improvement. At lunch, the adults and kids sat before a few tables. According to the tradition, Ling Jingxuan and his two younger brothers were to entertain the male guests, while Lady Wang and Wang Jinyu were to take care of the female guests. And of course, Ling Wen, Ling Wu and Tiewa took care of those kids, including their footboys. The whole big family crowded in one room to enjoy the food.

In the afternoon, Lady Mu meant to learn how to make dishes from sister-in-law Song and others.  So Ling Cheng and his wife led the old couple and Lady Wang'™s brothers to visit their factories. It had three rows in total. Now, the first row had all been in use. One side was the production line of Baiyunge, and the other side was the mushrooms. The two rows on the back, Ling Jingxuan didn'™t use them for now, and forbid anyone getting close to them. It'™d only open when Old Wang came to send the sorghum wine from town.