Chapter 302 We are going to do something big tonight

The butcher arranged the entire pig head in clear order: remove the bones, cut the pig ears, cut the pig tongue, cut the pig nose, and then cut a small strip from the particularly fat and greasy part of the pig's face, and each child got a little bit.

Next, he took out the heart, liver, kidneys, large and small intestines, stomach, and pig tail from the big pot. After a few chopping, he cut a small section of each of the greasy white intestines. He gave each child a little bit and started to drive them away: "Okay, hurry up, the rest is for the adults to drink!"

The butcher also threw a small piece of pig intestine into his mouth, squinting his eyes and chewing it, enjoying it very much.

After hooking out a piece of pork belly, the rest of the work falls to the women comrades.

Such a rare pot of meat soup cannot be wasted, there are big bones in it!

First put the chopped Chinese cabbage, the cabbage stalks mixed with vermicelli, and then the cabbage leaves. Also, put the trembling slices of the pork belly that has been cooked in the big pot on the top and cover the pot again.

In just one or two minutes, the sound of gongs rang out, and the director of women's affairs shouted, "Hurry up, one representative from each family, give them a bowl of vegetables, a piece of meat, and a big bone!"

"Gentlemen who want to drink, please find a seat. Pig heads and intestines are for the gentlemen to drink, and a piece of pig liver is for each child!"

"Haha!" The young and old men in the cooperative were equally excited and swarmed to the table in the courtyard, squeezing in a seat. Each person had his own bowl and chopsticks in front of him, anxiously waiting for the wine and meat to be served.

Women lined up in a lively manner, bringing their children and holding large bowls.

Wang Deming couldn't help but drool. Although he had never been short of delicious food, he had never returned to the village to enjoy a big pot meal.

At this time, he could smell the strong aroma of meat and the wheat aroma of steamed buns just out of the pot. He kept swallowing his saliva, anxiously waiting for Zhao Dadan and the others to come back.

The meat is delicious when it is cooked in a big pot. Of course, it is also related to the traditional farming methods at that time. Feeding pigs is just rice bran and pig grass. There is not so much technology and hard work. Accordingly, a pig can't be raised to be very heavy. Of course, it also has something to do with the breed.

A black pig weighs only about 200 pounds, and those weighing 180-220 pounds are considered first-rate.

In some places, people only collect grass for pigs, and the pigs become as thin as dogs. 150 kilograms is considered a lot.

What are you doing? It's just a small matter, is it necessary to plot for so long? If you don't come back soon, the pork head will be cold!

Finally, Wang Deming heard the sound of footsteps dragging on the ground in the distance, one sounded a little heavy, and some were very light.

"Hey, Lao Zhao, you're right if you listen to us!"

"Didn't you just tell me that we can still learn it later?"

"Old Zhao, Secretary Tian is right! We need to inspire people! We can put scientists' theories into practice ahead of time!"

"Okay, then I will organize the members to work in the dark tonight."

"That's right."

"Hey, all of you keep your voices down. Remember, we'll take turns today and make sure to get this young man from Beijing drunk."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Secretary Tian!"

"Well, we're reporters from Beijing. Maybe we can even get published in the Masses Daily!"

"Oh, that's great! Haha!"

"Hey, Lao Zhao, have you seen his work ID?"

"No, but who else but reporters would carry cameras these days?"

"That's true."

As soon as they returned to the cooperative compound, the middle-aged man in the lead laughed heartily: "Comrades, our lives are getting better and better now! As long as we follow the country's policies and have a bumper harvest every year, our dream of eating meat every day will soon come true!" "Yes!"

"That's right!" The men, young and old, responded by knocking and hitting.

A few people returned to the table reserved for them and saw Wang Deming still standing by the side. They quickly offered him a seat: "Hurry, reporter Wang, please take a seat! You can also try our authentic Henan farm flavor!"

“Although it’s a little rough, it also represents the deep affection of our Henan people!”

"That's right, that's right!" the people behind Secretary Tian echoed.

Zhao Dadan seemed to be worried. He forced a stiff smile on his face, pulled Wang Deming's arm and pushed him to the table. "Well, let's eat and drink well today!"

"Hey! That old Zhao, tell the young and old men to drink less tonight. We'll have to wait for the harvest in two days, so don't drink too much and become weak."

"Oh, oh Guilan!" Zhao Dabao called the director of women's affairs and pointed at the tables in the courtyard. "Put one pound of corn wine on each table to moisten your throat. The rest can be served at our table."

"This..." The women's director looked a little hesitant.

Zhao Dabao winked at them, "Hey, just listen to me! Tell them you have something to do tonight!"

"cough!"

"I'm worried that they might get drunk and cause trouble at night!"

"All right!"

With Zhao Dadan sitting down, the meal was finally ready! The director of the women's department brought several women with them, and they banged the meat and poured wine on the table with large bowls, while shouting that we should not drink too much tonight.

Wang Deming very consciously took out two kilograms of national food coupons from his pocket and placed them on the table.

Seeing this, Secretary Tian and others from the county hurriedly searched their pockets. After looking at each other, Secretary Tian smiled awkwardly: "Haha, we really didn't expect to have meat tonight. Well, Lao Zhao, you go to the county to get our food coupons tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"

"Come, let us welcome the journalists from Beijing. Let's have a toast first!" Secretary Tian took the lead in picking up the wine bowl and toasted with a smile.

"That's right!"

Before Wang Deming put down his bowl, another person immediately toasted him: "Comrade reporter, thank you for coming to support the rural construction of Suiping County!"

Then he said, "Comrade reporter, I hope you can report the spiritual outlook of Suiping County to the comrades."

Shuanglai: "Comrade reporter, the wine and the meat are not as strong as our friendship. Let's have a drink!"

Then: "Comrade reporter."

Wang Deming covered the wine bowl with a wry smile, "Leaders, can you let me eat some meat first?"

"Oh, hey, you eat, you eat!" Several county leaders also felt that it seemed too hasty and smiled awkwardly.

Bowl after bowl, "Bang!" Wang Deming's face turned red, and he lay on the table as if he couldn't handle the alcohol, muttering, "I really can't drink any more."

Secretary Tian and the others raised their eyebrows, looked at each other with satisfaction, and took a sip. Only now did they realize how spicy the wine was. It was hard to swallow!
He winked at Zhao Dadan and said, "Help the reporter into the house quickly so he can have a good sleep."

Zhao Dabing called a few people and helped Wang Deming into the house, directly to the kang, and helped him take off his shoes and take down his camera.

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhao Dabao lighted a torch, gathered all the strong men in the village, and shouted loudly: "We are going to do something big tonight!"

(End of this chapter)