Song Sancheng came out with something and asked one more question:
“Where was the old man who was a pig breeder in early summer? Didn’t he say he was called to kill the pig?”
Before Ulan could speak, he heard the pig butcher laugh: "Ouch! Don't call me Lao Qian. He is good at killing pigs, but his skills in killing pigs are really bad!"
"A few years ago, when I was killing pigs, I didn't stab them to death with a single knife... You said this, causing the pigs to suffer a big sin! What a sin!"
Song Sancheng:…
The other one also laughed, and patted his round belly at the same time: "Looking at Lao Qian's body, you can tell that his skills are not good - we have to catch pigs to kill pigs in the countryside, how strong can his skinny body be?"
“If you torture the pig again when you catch it later, the meat will not taste good... You said this, it won’t happen!”
Song Sancheng thought about how he had killed the chicken and left it in a mess, and fell silent at this moment.
Ulan was silent for a moment, and then suddenly went into the yard and asked Song Tan: "If you look for a partner in the future, you should find someone beautiful! I was listening to a book yesterday, and they were looking for a pig butcher - you said this pig butcher... Oops!"
She was speechless.
Song Tan was even more elusive than her: "Mom~www..com~ just read the book and don't think about reality. Don't worry, there is nothing ugly in the book."
Now readers have a choice. The 1.8-meter male protagonist is not worthy, let alone an ugly one. It’s even worse for those who are self-made, because they have a certain background.
While chatting, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun came downstairs, holding a list of lists in their hands:
“Tan Tan, Xin Jun and I will go to the city to stay today and arrange a hotel and a pick-up car.”
Although they do not recommend netizens to come over in advance, and they have also agreed that if they come over in advance, food and accommodation will not be included, but if people are willing to come over thousands of miles away, they can’t really do nothing, right?
What’s more, it’s the 8th today, and it’s hard to buy tickets in advance. You can buy them whenever you can.
He and Xin Jun just booked a hotel in advance, and then chartered a minibus, so that they could bring them over early in the morning the day after tomorrow.
"Okay." Song Tan looked at the memo: "Buy disposable dishes and chopsticks. I'll see what else there is and send you a list later."
The country banquet uses their bowls and chopsticks to create an atmosphere, but considering the hygiene issues, you should still use them!
Just eat well.
Lao Zhu and others also entered the courtyard at this time: "What are we going to do? Just give me orders!"
There was a lot of work at home, so Ulan didn't intend to be polite: "Old man, I think your young men are quite strong. The butcher brought the big bucket and the door panels. I'll take advantage of the nice weather today to clean them all." Be thorough and scald it with boiling water!”
Lao Zhu:…
He was already ready to roll up his sleeves. When he heard that this was the job, he silently stepped back:
“What about that, Xiao Du, be careful and follow them and do your best.”
But Lao Zhu was not idle after all. Next, he had to make noodles, boil water, and wash pots and pans. There was a lot to do!
That noodle alone is enough to make five or six large bowls. If it were made into steamed buns, it would choke this group of people from their stomachs to their throats without even finishing the meal!
“What are you doing? Making buns?!”
Lao Zhou was quite curious—he had never cooked before, but making noodles seemed quite simple, so he was a little curious at the moment.
The seventh cousin came over and put ingredients next to each noodle basin, and said: "I don't want to make steamed buns. Yesterday I tasted the burnt leaves you brought and it was very delicious. We will fry them ourselves and wait until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year to give them to everyone. As a snack."
Zhang Yanping was just playing with his mobile phone. Hearing these words, he was excited and quickly shouted into the house:
"Qiaoqiao, come out and live broadcast! Hurry up and put together the duration, don't worry! The duration is not enough and it will affect the sharing."
Qiaoqiao responded, and after a while he took out a basket of eggs and handed them over. Then he took out his mobile phone and stand from the room, and pointed the camera at the hands on the table.
“Uh-huh!” The old man’s group stood up straighter in silence, with more solemn expressions.
Although they know that their faces will not be photographed—Qiaoqiao does this very well. But aren’t the hands that knead the dough still theirs?
The seventh cousin ignored their inexplicable desire to win. At this time, he habitually pushed the noodles in the basin into a small pit, then held the eggs with one hand and knocked one in with a "click".
"Come!" He ordered: "Put 10 eggs in a pot, but be careful. If there are any fallen eggshells in the noodles, pick them up. These chickens don't lay eggs in winter. It will take a long time to save these, but you can't waste."
This is necessary, none of the old men are wasteful people! What's more, they don't even know how to eat eggs.
However, Qiaoqiao was caught off guard and started the live broadcast. At this moment, a face came directly to the camera:
“Children, did you eat yesterday’s rice sticks when you got home?”
“But that one requires a machine, so we won’t let you learn it—but you can learn it today! Look, our family fried the leaves today. You can use them as snacks when killing pigs on Laba Day. It’s delicious!”
After he finished speaking, he skillfully cut the camera again, regardless of the pain of the barrage—
【Come again! Caught off guard again! 】
【If I hadn't set up special attention, I wouldn't have received the notification at all! 】
【If you don't sell things and you still want me, report it! 】
Okay, okay, after last night's dream where the rice stalks were all over the place but couldn't be eaten, are you going to make another delicious meal today? 】
【Who didn't eat the rice stick? It's me! 】
【Yesterday, I did not listen to a sincere advice. I watched the rice pole seller miss him at the door. I drooled all night and my pillow towel was soaked.】
【What are fried burnt leaves? Fried? ! I can’t imagine how fragrant it is! 】
【We also have Jiaozizi in our hometown, which is a fried snack made of flour and cut into diamond-shaped pieces】
【Ah, deep-frying, wouldn't it be unhealthy? 】
ousens, you new fans are both afraid of being unhygienic and unhealthy, and for a moment you are shouting that there is too much sugar and it is lethal...]
【That is, it is said as if you can eat it】
【Can't eat, can't eat, can't eat...the resentment of not being able to eat can feed three evil sword fairies】
As for [It’s Corn], which had just started broadcasting, I was looking at the live broadcast room where the data had dropped sharply again. At this moment, I was staring at the kudzu powder in my hand that hadn’t had time to be put on the shelves, and secretly asked the team:
“Isn’t this arrowroot powder a bit unlucky? Why is there no one in the live broadcast room every time I want to sell it?”
“Hush!” A worker in the team secretly told him: “Our manager has received a kickback from this arrowroot shop, and the admission fee negotiated is also high. You will definitely have to sell it once anyway.”
Update 2, good night.
My 1500 mobile phone will arrive tomorrow. After using a low-end LCD screen phone for a year, I found that my myopia has not changed. Now it is still difficult to adapt to the OLED screen.
So I had to change it back...
But it is true that the performance of low-end machines is a bit poor╭╮