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Not to mention the various fried New Year pork and New Year stewed pork bones.
The pork ribs are cooked with sweet and sour, and the flavor is rich and lingering.
There are also pig's trotters for use, and the home-grown peas are simmered on the stove over low heat until they become mushy, which makes them appetizing.
The elbows are also braised together, making them crispy and not greasy.
As for the tripe, it is stir-fried with chili pepper, so the taste is not bad.
The pig tails are used to stew a pot of tonic soup with peanuts.
The same goes for the braised soup. All kinds of pig offal are mixed together. It is full of umami, and the aroma reaches your nose.
In short, the table is full, all contributed by the New Year Pig, it can be called a "whole pig feast".
There are also some side dishes used to relieve greasiness, which are all grown by the farmers themselves, such as pickled pickled radish and the like, and the home-brewed rice wine is also on the top of the forum.
A New Year Pig only has four trotters in total, and they are all served on He Fan's table.
The old village chief directly picked up a stewed pig's trotter and handed it to He Fan's bowl. He Fan quickly took it with the bowl and melted in his mouth after taking a bite. The pig's trotter was completely stewed.
"He Fan, don't be polite. Eat more of this pig's trotters to replenish your body. It's a good thing."
At this time, the outside courtyard was also bustling with food.
He Fan could already hear the sound of his uncles making wine fists.
"Come on, come on, old man He Fan, let me have a drink with you!"
Seeing the old village chief holding the wine jar tremblingly and planning to pour himself wine, He Fan was so frightened that he quickly stood up, took the wine jar and said:
"Let me come, second uncle, just sit down and rest. How can I ask you to pour me wine!"
He Fan looked at the wine jar and the wine inside. It must have weighed more than ten kilograms no matter what. If he asked the old man to pour wine for him, he would have to duck his waist!
"Gudu Gudu"
In rural areas, sea bowls are used to drink wine, and when you pour it into the bowl, you will make a gurgling sound.
This wine is rice wine brewed by farmers. It is not the first-class high-altitude liquor. It has a low alcohol content and is a little sweet, so even if you use a sea bowl, you don¡¯t have to worry about getting drunk.
In this short time, He Fan had already finished seven bowls of rice wine.
Under the leadership of the old village chief, the seven uncles at the table had a round of drinks with He Fan one by one. Elders drink with you, how can you do it if you don¡¯t do it!
Watching He Fan drink up seven bowls in one gulp, the old village chief and the other six elders felt greatly relieved.
"What a good boy, you can drink really well!"
?????????????????????????????????????????: Even if it¡¯s high-strength liquor, He Fan can even finish seven bowls without blinking an eye!
In terms of seniority, He Fan is the youngest at this table, but the treatment he receives is indeed top-notch. All the good wine and food are served to him in his bowl, which makes He Fan a little overwhelmed.
After drinking for three rounds, He Fan looked at the old village chief beside him who was hesitant to speak, put down the wine bowl, hesitated and said:
"Second uncle, do you have anything to do? Just tell me, I will do whatever I can!"
The old man standing beside him wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't. He Fan saw that it was really uncomfortable, so he just broke it off.
Seeing that He Fan had guessed it, the old village chief stopped talking and put down the chopsticks in his hand. The other elders at the table also put down their chopsticks.
The old village chief still spoke hesitantly:
"My child, even if my old man is relying on his old age today, I want to see if you can help the people in our village"
He Fan suddenly understood what the old village chief said before he was joking.
No wonder the old village chief has been hesitant, and this year¡¯s pig feast seems to be entirely for himself.
The old village chief continued:
"I know you have a big business now. Although my old man doesn't know what kind of business you are in, the fleet of cars that come in and out every day is not fake. Don't worry, my old man will not tell you to use your own way to make money. Teach everyone, you are not so thick-skinned."
"When I read the news, they said, what kind of rural industries are being developed in other places? You are the most educated person in our village. Can you help us see what kind of industries are suitable for our village?"
Another elder sitting aside also said:
"The children in our village are all working outside, making little money, and are subject to the ups and downs of others. If our village wants to start an industry of its own, we should simply tell the children not to go out and develop their own hometown."Okay, you can still keep us company with old guys! "
Qinghe Village is located in a remote place, and even the roads are still mud roads. One can imagine the poverty and backwardness here.
Every family¡¯s life is just enough for food and clothing. They usually make a living by farming and there is basically no extra income, so the young people in the village have to go out to work.
Their education level is generally not high. Going out to work is very hard, and some jobs are even dangerous, so the old village chief came up with this idea.
In fact, some people in the village had this idea some time ago, but they were too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Only the little fairy Zhao Fenran didn't care about this and directly brought it up with He Fan. Now she is taking care of the orchard on the mountain every day. Someone went to take a look. The fruit saplings are growing very well, and they may be able to make a little fortune.
If someone takes the lead, everyone¡¯s thoughts will come alive.
¡° However, this kind of thing requires a leader. As the most respected old village chief in the village, he naturally does his part.
So, it¡¯s not even the Hunting Moon yet, so I just spent a lot of money to kill the New Year Pig, just for this reason!
The elders at the table all stared at He Fan eagerly. He Fan understood what the old man meant and said simply:
"Second uncle, this is why you are here. Just tell me directly. Why are you making such a big battle? What a waste of such a fat pig!"
The old village chief immediately glared:
"Look at what you kid said. Pigs are raised to be killed this year. It's just a matter of time. Besides, is there any certainty about what happened today? Just because you solved the water source problem in the rice fields for our village, You can afford this pig-killing feast!"
After the old village chief finished speaking, he looked at He Fan anxiously.
He Fan smiled and said, "Second uncle, don't worry, I'll take care of this!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the old village elder suddenly showed a look of joy, but he still asked:
"Child, don't force yourself on this matter just because it's my old man who speaks. If you can do it, it's fine. If you can't, I won't blame you. If that's the case, let me see which shameless person dares to say one more thing!"
He Fan couldn't laugh or cry: "Second uncle, don't worry, I'm sure of myself if I dare to say this."
The old village chief immediately smiled happily. Regardless of his old age, he immediately lifted the wine jar, filled another large bowl for He Fan, and then poured a bowl for himself, finishing the bowl of wine in one breath. Got it done.
He Fan was so frightened that he was shocked.
¡°If something happens to the old man because he drinks it, I can¡¯t afford it!
??????????? He quickly snatched away the old village chief¡¯s wine bowl:
"Second uncle, don't be too happy. Drinking too much of this wine can be harmful to your health!"
The old village chief blew his beard and stared:
"I'm so happy today. My old man also wants to drink two more drinks. Please tell me quickly what can we do in our village?"
Just when He Fan was about to express his thoughts, he found that many uncles and elders had already poured into the hall.
The courtyard at the entrance of the hall was also crowded with villagers from Qinghe Village, all of them peering in. It was obvious that everyone was very interested in what He Fan said next.
"Everyone knows the main purpose of the old village chief's pig-killing feast today, so even though a group of people have been having a lively meal, they are actually keeping their ears open secretly.
He Fan thought for a moment and said:
"Second uncle, if our village wants to develop industry, it must adapt to local conditions. Qinghe Village, a remote and remote country, to be honest, we really don't have much to offer"
Hearing this, the old village chief and several elderly people sighed.
This is really a fact. If Qinghe Village had any special products that could be used, every household would not be busy all year round, and in the end they could only make ends meet.
But He Fan went on to say:
"But our Qinghe Village has an advantage, that is, our green mountains and green waters are all original ecology. We can definitely build a breeding factory!"
Engage in breeding?
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