My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 16. The pitiful one born out of jealousy, the pitiful one born out of

Chapter 16: The Jealousy-Born Little Pitiful. . .

Cheng Songer was also killing a pig for the first time. The pig's blood flowed down the knife and covered the ground. The wild boar meat was different from the domesticated pigs she had eaten before. Perhaps it was because it had been living in the mountains for a long time, which had developed its muscles. Its meat was lean with very little fat, and it felt firm and strong to the touch.

After removing the ribs, Cheng Songer began to remove the lower body. When she touched the pig's liver, she suddenly made a puzzled sound.

She pinched it a few more times and found a hard lump inside the normally soft liver.

She used a knife to cut open the liver and took out the hard lump. Surprisingly, it was a fist-sized stone-like object. After washing it in water, Cheng Songer discovered that it was pale yellow in color and had small hairs about two to three centimeters long on its surface.

"Brother, take a look at this," she brought the object in front of Cheng Qingzhi's eyes. "Isn't this. . . pig sand?" Cheng Songer asked in confusion.

She remembered that she used to accompany her grandmother to watch social news when she had nothing to do. Once, there was news about a family who found such a thing inside their pig's internal organs.

Reporters helped the family find experts who discovered that this thing was called "pig sand" in scientific terms, and it was called "pig treasure" by the public. It was a precious traditional Chinese medicine ingredient. Due to its scarcity, its price was extremely high, sold by the gram. Based on the size of that family's pig sand, they could sell it for at least one million.

Cheng Qingzhi didn't know what pig sand was, but since Cheng Songer said so, he believed her.

"It should be," he agreed.

"If that's the case, then it's great," Cheng Songer carefully wrapped it in a piece of cloth. Such a rare treasure from the sky naturally had to be protected.

She planned to take it to the medicine shop in the city tomorrow to sell it. If she was lucky, she could sell it for several dozen taels of silver. With that, they wouldn't have to worry about food and drink for at least a whole year.

After placing the pig sand in the house, Cheng Songer returned to the courtyard to continue slaughtering the pig. She looked at the rows of white radishes hanging in the front yard and asked, "Did you do this?"

Cheng Qingzhi nodded, "Yes, Uncle Xu taught me. We pickle these radishes with salt and then dry them in the sun. They can be preserved for a longer time."

"You did a good job," she praised casually.

Because of her praise, Cheng Qingzhi's mouth curved up with a hint of a smile. It was no longer the slightly sorrowful smile from before, but a genuine and adorable smile of a young boy.

"Later, we can process our pork in the same way. We can marinate it with salt and seasonings, then smoke it with cypress leaves and orange peels. We can make some into sausages, some into cured meat, cured ribs, and even ham," she said.

"Cypress leaves are easy to find, but we don't have orange peels at home," Cheng Qingzhi whispered.

Cheng Songer nodded, she understood that in the past, even having enough food and clothing was a problem for her family, let alone having extra money to buy fruits to eat.

Her brief silence made Cheng Qingzhi feel anxious in his heart. He anxiously observed the expression on Cheng Songer's face, afraid that she would despise him for not being able to handle even such a small matter.