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The horse owner Bo was startled at first, and then his hands and feet were trembling with excitement. The old man couldn't speak clearly, "Is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true, more real than pearls." Qingyun rolled his eyes at Ma Zhubo and said to Tian Duoliang:

"You two cut two hundred strips of meat, each weighing four kilograms, and deliver them door to door with the horse owner Bo's son. Go quickly and wait for you to come back to eat the meat. Cut twenty catties of meat and let the horse owner Bo take it home.

Go add another dish."

"Don't worry, sir, I've taken care of it for you."

The two of them ran to do errands, and soon Heiba ​​brought a piece of pork of about twenty kilograms, and Qingyun took it and handed it to the horse owner Bo.

"No need, I'm not brave anymore, I haven't done anything..."

If the horse owner refuses to take it, it means that he will not get rewarded for his efforts, and he feels guilty for taking it.

"You are my lord Bo, and you are one of my own. What else do you have to do to eat a piece of meat? Send it back to him." Qingyun handed the meat back to Heiba, and Heiba ​​took it without hesitation.

"Sir, I will take care of the horse and send it home safely to the owner." Bao Ba was so excited. This was a task assigned to him by the master.

Qingyun raised his eyebrows. As he said, giving a piece of pork would be dangerous.

"I believe you." Qingyun patted Hei Ba on the shoulder, and then went back to watch Aunt Li and the others kill pigs.

"Master Bo, let's go, I'll see you off." Heiba ​​came back with a lamp and made an invitation gesture.

The county magistrate had all left, and when it came to this matter again, the horse owner Bo had no choice but to accept it. The old man was also happy because he was one of their own in the hearts of the adults.

…………

Ma family

"Dad, why haven't you come back yet?" Martha walked around in the yard and looked at the closed door.

Usually, my father would arrive home at midnight, but today it was already dark and he hadn't come back yet, so something must have happened.

When it got dark, a strong smell of blood suddenly appeared on the street. I wonder what happened?

Ma Er was also anxious and worried. He was more stable than the boss. He thought for a while and said, "I'll go to the county government to find out."

"Don't go, I don't know what's going on outside. If you wait a moment, if dad doesn't come back, I'll go with you." Martha didn't want her dad to have an accident and her second brother to have an accident again, and she wouldn't be able to bear it.

The courtyard door suddenly rang, startling the two brothers, and Ma Er asked calmly: "Who is it?"

"Your father." The horse owner choked. Apart from his old man, who else has returned?

"Dad, you're finally back." Martha said as she ran over to open the door. She was startled when she saw someone other than his father outside.

The horse owner saw that he was showing no promise and gave him a knock.

"Master Bo, you're home, I'm going back." Heiba ​​stuffed the pork to Owner Bo's son and ran away with a lantern.

"Dad, what's going on?" Ma Er closed the door and shook the piece of meat in his hand, which weighed about twenty kilograms. After shaking it, he remembered that it was dark and his father couldn't see it.

The horse owner was smiling and humming, which showed that he was really happy.

"Boss, light the lamp." The room was dark, and the horse owner couldn't adapt, so he asked the boss to find a lamp and light it.

"Dad, they haven't ordered anything yet," Ma said pointedly.

"Just do it when I ask you to do it. Don't worry, as long as your father is here, nothing will happen." The horse owner was very angry.

Ma Da remained silent. If his father was really that powerful, their family would not be like this.

The room suddenly became bright. Ma Er came out with a lamp and put it on the table. The whole family looked at Ma Er without saying anything.

Ma Er smiled, picked up the meat hanging on the door and asked, "Dad, where did this meat come from?"

The smile on the horse owner's thin face became a little deeper, and his cloudy eyes swept over the two sons one by one, and then to his grandchildren and wife.

"In the afternoon, the county magistrate took people into the woods and shot a few wild boars. The bloody smell you smell is because he dragged the wild boars back and gave me twenty kilograms of pork. My wife, haven't you eaten yet? Add one more

vegetable."

Everyone in the room was shocked.

"They went to hunt wild boars? I thought..." Ma Da exclaimed. They thought the county magistrate had killed someone.

"What do you think?" The horse owner Bo rolled his eyes at his eldest son angrily, "I told you that I am a good person, but you just don't believe it. By the way, you two brothers are going to the county government now..."

"What are you going to do at the county government office? I'm not going." When she heard that she was going to the county government office, Martha became frightened.

"Your Majesty is kind-hearted. When you kill a wild boar, you still think of the people. Each household will receive four pounds. Let you two brothers accompany the policemen and distribute pork from house to house." The horse owner Bo suddenly took off his cloth shoes and whipped his eldest son, scolding him while whipping him.

: "If you interrupt me before I finish speaking, I will beat you to death."

"Four kilograms per household? Our county government chief said that there are about 200 households, and they must have thousands of kilograms of pork. How many wild boars did they kill?" The horse owner Bo's daughter-in-law did the calculations, but couldn't figure it out, and was startled.

said.

How many were shot?

The county magistrate is very powerful and beats the wild boars.

"It doesn't matter how many heads he beats, let's eat the meat. Now I believe that the county magistrate is a good person!" The horse owner was nonchalant and urged his wife to cook, "Old lady, go stir-fry some more pork. I'll

I want some wine."

The old lady carried twenty kilograms of pork and entered the kitchen in a daze.

The two brothers, Ma and Dama, looked at each other and went to the county government office.

"Second brother, the county magistrate who came this time is different!"

In the darkness, Martha's words could be heard faintly.

…………

Crazy Wolf Black Bear and the others killed the wild boar on the spot, and all the pig blood was on the ground. They used the zhangdao as a deboning knife, shaved and cleaned it, and then cut out strips of pork and put it on the cart.

These meats are given to the people in the city.

The ones Qingtian killed had pig blood not long after they died. Aunt Li and the others took a big basin and put it under the pig's head. Then, two adult men carried the pig's head. Boss Miao took a butcher's knife and stabbed it from under the pig's head.

I went in and pulled it out, and the pig's blood spurted into the big basin.

The blood of two wild boars can fill a large basin.

Aunt Li sprinkled salt into the pig's blood, and soon the pig's blood turned red into lumps. There were three large pots of pig's blood in total.

"Maybe there is no glutinous rice." Looking at the pots of pig blood, Qingyun looked regretful, and she remembered the wonderful taste of pig blood glutinous rice.

"When we plant glutinous rice, I will make it for you. Aunt Li heard Qingyun's words and added with a smile, she can make pig blood glutinous rice.

"That's good, Aunt Li, I'll remember it." Qingyun said.

A dozen large pots have been set up in the backyard of the county government office. A dozen women are guarding the pots to boil water. The water in the pots is boiling. A dozen men carrying buckets come in, boil water and carry it out, while others pour cold water.

In the pot.

The division of labor is clear.

The people in the convoy were very busy, and they were all like hard-working bees, busy in circles. Those who chopped the pig hair, cleaned the pig intestines on the other side, chopped the pork, put it in buckets, and carried it to the backyard for stew.
Chapter completed!