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Chapter 118: Killing the Pig and Dividing the Meat

When Lin Mo arrived at his uncle Wang Jianshe's house carrying the big stew along the dirt road that had been swept so hard that only a few snowflakes were left, he just happened to see the white flour buns that Lin Danniu had earned coming out of the pot.

As soon as Lin Mo walked into the yard, he was attracted by the sweet smell of flour and came to the kitchen. Looking at the big white flour buns neatly placed in the basket by Lin Da Niu, Lin Mo's stomach made a rumbling sound at the right time.

Lin Da Nv, who was frying eggs, heard the sound, looked up and saw Lin Mo's slightly embarrassed face. Lin Da Nv also knew that Lin Mo was a shy girl, so she told Lin Mo to go into the house first to warm up, and they could eat soon.

Seeing Lin Mo go into the house with a red face after listening, Lin Danniu couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, as if she couldn't help laughing, but she was afraid that Lin Mo would hear it, so she quickly focused her attention on the pan where she was frying eggs, trying to distract herself from her desire to laugh.

Lin Mo came to the reception room and placed the dishes he brought on the kang table in the reception room. Not seeing anyone in the room, he felt curious and wanted to go out and ask Lin Danniu where her family had gone.

But before she walked out, she saw Liu Pan'er holding Hanbao, who was wrapped like a ball, and following her uncle Wang Jianshe into the yard.

Lin Mo hurried out and exchanged a few words with the two of them, only to find out that Wang Jianshe had just returned from the next village to hire a butcher, and Liu Paner had gone to the brigade headquarters to invite Wang Jianshe home for dinner. As Wang Jianshe was out to invite people, she waited for Wang Jianshe at the brigade headquarters with her child, so the two of them came back together now.

With the help of Lin Mo and Liu Pan'er, Lin Daniu's meal was served quickly. Lin Daniu made white flour buns with a large plate of scrambled eggs and a large pot of cabbage stewed with vermicelli. Add to that the big stew that Lin Mo brought, and the four of them were full.

After dinner, Wang Jianshe went to the team headquarters, while Lin Mo and the other two cleaned up the dishes and rested for a while before going to the drying yard.

As soon as they arrived at the drying yard, they saw Uncle Wang Jianshe leading three strong young men from the village, driving two pigs towards the pig shed.

At the drying yard, the old village chief, the butcher, and the butcher's apprentice had already set up the long table needed for butchering pigs.

Seeing the pigs being driven over, the young men and middle-aged men who had gathered to watch the fun also stepped forward under the command of the butcher and surrounded the two pigs. Seeing that the two pigs were surrounded, the butcher and his apprentice each gave some instructions to a few people, and then each took food and attracted the two pigs to opposite directions. The crowd that had just surrounded the two pigs automatically split into two groups, each surrounding one pig.

Seeing that the two pigs really followed the butcher and his men obediently, the person who had just received the order took advantage of the pigs' attention being on the food in the butcher's hands and suddenly grabbed the two pigs' hind legs.

Others rushed forward, some pulling the pig's ears, some grabbing its tail, and finally pushed and pulled it down. When the pig slipped and couldn't use its strength, the villagers rushed forward and pressed the pig down, making it unable to move at all.

At this time, the butcher and his apprentice threw away the pig food in their hands, came over with a rope, and quickly tied the pig's four hooves tightly with the hemp rope.

The knot that the butcher and his apprentice use to tie up the pigs is called a pig's hoof knot. The more the pig struggles, the tighter the knot becomes, so no one worries that the pig will run away.

They hurriedly weighed the pigs and found out that each pig weighed more than 200 kilograms. The villagers all grinned and laughed happily.

Don't be fooled by the fact that each pig weighs only over 200 pounds, but in that era, pigs of this weight were considered fat pigs.

The villagers lifted one of the pigs onto the long table, then tacitly stepped aside to continue watching the fun. The butcher saw that everyone had lifted the pig up, so he took a rope and quickly closed the pig's mouth, tied it tightly, and then used the butcher knife he brought with him to scrape the hair on the pig's neck where he was about to poke it.

Seeing this, his young apprentice came over quickly to help him hold the pig down, and told a young man who was standing nearby with a basin to bring it over to collect the pig's blood.

Seeing that everything was ready, the butcher shouted, "It's ready!"

He took the shiny butcher knife in his hand and stabbed it into the pig's throat. With a little force, the knife in his hand stabbed into the pig's heart. The tied pig had no time to react! He killed the pig with one blow!

When the butcher pulled out the knife, hot blood spurted out as the knife was pulled out, and then flowed into the blood basin on the ground.

When the butcher's apprentice saw the blood flowing into the basin, he added a little clean water to the pig's blood and took a few sorghum stalks prepared by the old village chief and kept stirring it in the basin. He did this to prevent the pig's blood from coagulating, which would make it impossible to make blood sausage.

After the blood had drained out, the pig stopped struggling. The women director who was waiting nearby brought a large basin full of blood to a table set up on the other side, added salt and other seasonings, and prepared to pour the blood sausage out directly in a while.

The butcher here was not idle either. He started to scrape the pig's hair with freshly boiled hot water. After the hair was scraped clean, he continued to cut open the pig's belly and took out the pig's heart, liver, lungs, hind intestines, stomach, kidneys and other internal organs from the pig's chest and abdominal cavity one by one and put them into a large basin that had been prepared long ago.

He then chopped off the pig's head, tail, and four hooves and put them aside. After all the bones on the pig were shaved clean, he turned to Wang Jianshe and the old village chief and said, "Okay, how do you want to divide the meat?"

Wang Jianshe shouted to the villagers waiting beside him: "Alright, stop looking, line up, let's start distributing the meat. After we distribute the meat, we'll have a good meal today."

When the villagers heard about Wang Jianshe's good deeds, they were extremely happy and hurriedly pushed and shoved each other to get the meat from the butcher.

Wang Jianshe shouted again, "Don't worry, line up. Go to Accountant Zhang to check the centimeters first. Then the accountant will tell the butcher how much meat to give you. Then you can come and get it. If anyone makes trouble, you will be the last one to get the meat!"

After hearing Wang Jianshe's words, the crowd immediately stopped pushing forward and turned to look at Accountant Zhang, who was sitting at the table next to the butcher and holding a centimeter book. When Accountant Zhang saw that everyone was looking at him, he opened the centimeter book in his hand and shouted to the people present:

"The rules for distributing meat this year are the same as in previous years. The tallest ones pick the meat first. If the families are the same height, you line up in the order you line up. Line up first. I'm going to call the roll now! Whoever I call gets to pick up the meat. If no one comes after I call three times, you'll have to wait until the last one to pick up the meat."