"What's wrong?"

Ye Piaoyue looked at her with such affectionate eyes. Ye Rongyao looked her in dissatisfiedly, lowered her head to add wood to the stove, and said.

"Nothing, Master, thank you for the corn!"

Seeing the master's attitude, Ye Piaoyue knew in her heart that the master could not accept her. She thanked her and took the corn cob handed over by the master.

"Eat corn!"

Ye Rongyao stripped off the burnt skin, and the ripe corn kernels emitted steaming heat. The rich corn fragrance came to his face, making Ye Rongyao unable to help but indulge in it.

This kind of corn roasted with pine wood is the most fragrant and tastes the best.

Ye Rongyao took a bite with the corn gently. The soft taste of the corn exploded in his mouth, and an indescribable fragrance also appeared, which was particularly delicious.

"Master, your roasted corn is really delicious."

"The fragrance of pine and the original flavor of corn will naturally improve. If you like it, eat more."

"But there are not many corns."

There were only five corns in total, Dudu and Mengmeng separated two of them, and they ate one more, leaving only two corns left by the owner.

With the owner's appetite, the two corns were not enough for him to eat.

"It's okay, just go and get a few more corn to bake."

Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

"Why didn't I expect it!"

Ye Piaoyue hurried over and brought a few corns to the owner to bake.

...

"You guys go and drive the pigs over."

The chef Ye Xiangde is the one who leads this pig-killing banquet today.

Since he retired and returned to Taoyuan Village to live, Ye Xiangde has become the village banquet chef. If anyone has a wedding or a wedding, he will basically ask Ye Xiangde to take charge of the chef.

Although Ye Rongyao's cooking skills are the best in the village, no one dares to ask Ye Rongyao to take charge of the chef's wedding and wedding events for his family.

This time, the village’s pig-killing banquet was also invited to take charge of the chef Ye Xiangde.

Soon, a big white pig worth more than 200 kilograms was driven over by several people.

This big white pig is a pig raised by the villagers' own homes. The taste of this pork is much stronger than that of those pigs raised with feed.

This is hard to buy on the market.

Every year when the Chinese New Year is approaching, many people in the city drive to the countryside to buy this kind of domestic pork.

Generally speaking, if anyone in the countryside wants to kill pigs, people in the village will know a few days in advance and will tell the relatives living in the city.

If they want to buy this kind of free-range pork from farms, they will drive over.

Nowadays, pigs are not sold to pork vendors in rural areas as before. Not long after slaughtering pigs, basically all the pork has been bought.

The big white pig seemed to notice that the situation was not good, and when everyone was rushing to run away, they started screaming at the top of their throats.

Rural people raise pigs, and basically let them run around, and often let them feed on their own. This makes these pigs not only have strong muscles but also have a small voice. This loud noise can scare timid people.

However, the men in the village killed pigs not once or twice, so they would not be scared by the pig's screams. They were in groups of two, and after seeing it, they immediately grabbed the big white pig, pulled it to the ground, and trapped the big white pig's limbs. Everyone was extremely skillful in movement.

Although the big white pig struggled so hard, it still couldn't escape the control of the eight big men. Soon the big white pig was carried onto the prepared long-footed stool.

Immediately, the two of them tied the limbs of the big white pig to the long-footed stool with ropes.

"Does the water boil?"

Ye Xiangde looked at Ye Rongyao and asked.

"The water has been opened!"

Ye Rongyao nodded and said.

"Okay, let's start!"

Ye Xiangde said to the pig slayer in the village.

After all, Ye Xiangde is just a chef, but he can't do this pig-killing job.

Soon the pig slayer in the village walked over with a pig slaying knife about a foot long, patted the unmovable big white pig, and began to quickly scrape off the pig's hair at the appropriate position of the knife, and then rinsed it with clean water.

Then he stabbed the pig's stomach with a pig's knife, and the blood of the pig came out like a fountain.

The big white pig was tied up and let out a miserable scream, and soon felt the blood and vitality in his body were rapidly losing.

Soon, the big white pig stopped struggling.

"It's OK!"

The pig slayer nodded to Ye Xiangde and said.

"Please this pig onto the chopping board!"

Ye Xiangde said to several young and middle-aged men in the village.

Soon, the big white pig was carried onto the large wooden desk that had been prepared in advance, and many people were preparing next to the desk.

Seeing that the big white pig was carried to Taishan, Ye Rongyao immediately poured a scoop of hot boiling water onto the pig.

Under the action of boiling water, the pores of the pig skin expand, and then scrape them with a knife, and the pig hair falls off.

Ye Rongyao is not required to work on hair removal and blemishing. His job today is to do a good job of burning fire.

In the north and some places that are not near the sea, half of the dishes in a table of banquets are served by the pigs. It can be said that the pigs hold up half of the banquets.

Everyone took their own positions, including opening the belly, cleaning pig intestines, infusing blood sausages, cooking pig heads and draining water, etc. Soon, the pig was divided into good parts according to consumption.

"Dad, Dad!"

Dudu ran over and shouted at Ye Rongyao.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Rongyao squatted down and looked at his precious daughter and asked.

"Dad, let's go home!"

Dudu said to his father.

"Why don't you watch the pig killing?"

Ye Rongyao looked at Dudu in confusion and asked.

"Dudu won't watch it!"

Dudu shook his head and said.

"Okay, let's go home!"

Ye Rongyao nodded and picked up Dudu and went home.

It seems that the bloody scene of killing a pig just now scared the girl Dudu, and then she shouted that she wanted to go back.

...

It's seven o'clock in the evening.

Before the pig-killing banquet ended, Ye Rongyao and his family came back early. The main reason why Ye Rongyao's identity and status made the officials and merchants who came here today constantly toast to Ye Rongyao, which made Ye Rongyao and his family uncomfortable.

Of course, Ye Rongyao's family is here, and they are also restricted from eating, so Ye Rongyao simply left the table early and went home.

"Brother-in-law, am I still hungry?"

Liu Xixi looked at Ye Rongyao and said.

We agreed that we would go to the village to have this pig slaughter banquet. The family arranged it on a table, but there were so many ignorant people coming to toast, which made everyone unable to have a good meal.

"I'll go and scramble eggs and fried rice for everyone!"

Ye Rongyao said that and walked to the kitchen.

After all, it is a waste of time to cook and cook now. It’s good to eat fried rice with eggs. I haven’t made fried rice for a long time.

After everyone finished eating the delicious fried rice made by Ye Rongyao, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and everyone went back to their respective rooms to rest.

"Honey, your phone number!"

Ye Rongyao was taking a shower in the bathroom, and Liu Qingqing handed her cell phone in and said.

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