Chapter 113 He really picked up a pig's head.
Chapter 113 He really picked up a pig's head.
Yang Fenglan was extremely embarrassed.
They had no choice but to obediently follow behind.
The load wasn't heavy, but the journey was long, and they had to rest countless times before finally making it out of Nanshan.
Upon reaching the foot of Nanshan Mountain, Xiao Yuanshan put down the pig and said, "You go back first."
"Oh." Yang Fenglan knew that this was to avoid suspicion.
As soon as she left, Xiao Yuanshan called her back, "Don't come to Nanshan again in the future."
"Nanshan is your home, isn't it?" Yang Fenglan pouted. She was always going to Nanshan herself, but she wouldn't let anyone else come.
and many more!
"Xiao Yuanshan, do you come to Nanshan often?"
Not often.
"Are you familiar with Nanshan?"
"Cooked".
Yang Fenglan wanted to ask something more, but felt it was inappropriate.
Firstly, he didn't know this person very well.
Secondly, the matter of fleeing famine is still far off, and he might not believe it even if I told him now.
If she were to tell someone else, her plan would be ruined.
Observe again.
Yang Fenglan waved her hand, and they parted ways.
I went around in circles before finally getting home.
Shen Yu was collecting clothes in the yard.
It was hot and windy today, so the clothes I washed in the morning were dry by evening.
Yang Fenglan noticed that half of them were Zhou Jingyi's clothes.
He raised an eyebrow. Had this girl finally had a change of heart?
"Xiaoyu, look what I got!" Yang Fenglan said, tilting her basket to the side as if showing off.
"This is……"
"You idiot, we're in for a treat tonight."
Shen Yu blinked. "Where did this pig's head come from?"
"I found it," Yang Fenglan said casually.
"Do you think I believe you?" Shen Yu was speechless.
“It really is something people don’t want.” Yang Fenglan picked up the pig’s head and put it on the ground. “I went to Nanshan to find wild vegetables and ran into Xiao Yuanshan. He hunted a wild boar, but couldn’t take it down, so he cut off its head and was going to throw it away.”
"And then I got a bargain."
Yang Fenglan cut two pieces of meat, put them in a pot of cold water, cooked them, and then stir-fried them with some ginger.
Pig's head meat has a rather unpleasant smell, but for people who haven't had meat in a long time, it's completely negligible.
Stir-fry some oily meat, then boil some plain vegetables.
Yang Fenglan brought a bowl of rice to Zhou Jingyi.
The boy stared blankly.
He had just heard his mother talking in the yard and wanted to ask, "Mother, why did Uncle Xiao send you a pig's head?"
"It wasn't a gift. He didn't want it and was planning to throw it away, but it would be a waste to throw it away, so I picked it up."
"You don't want it? You risked your life to hunt a wild boar, how could you bear to give it up?"
“I can’t carry it, what’s so hard to understand?” Yang Fenglan had already accepted the pig’s head without any hesitation and didn’t want to raise any questions.
Otherwise, it would seem like you're being greedy for small gains.
Zhou Jingyi didn't say anything more.
How is your leg? Does it still hurt?
"It doesn't hurt as much anymore, and I have more energy to get out of bed than before."
“Lying down like this isn’t a solution. I’ll get you a pair of crutches so you can get out of bed and move around on your own,” Yang Fenglan said.
If Shen Yu is misled by Long Aotian's betrayal, he will turn against her sooner or later.
So, divorce is only a matter of time.
We still need to let Zhou Jingyi earn his own living.
After dinner, before it got dark, Yang Fenglan, having nothing else to do, prepared the pig's head meat overnight.
Boil water to scald the black pig hair, scrape it off little by little with a kitchen knife, and then begin the decomposition process.
Fry the fatty meat until the oil is rendered, then put the lean meat in and fry it. Store it in a jar, seal it, and it will last for a while.
Pig snout, pig nose, pig ears, and pig face are braised with ginger and dried Sichuan peppercorns and left to cool before eating.
It's also delicious to make a cold salad with some scallions and garlic.
The firewood in the stove crackled and popped.
Before I knew it, the night had fallen and all was quiet.
Yang Fenglan was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping. In her drowsy state, she heard voices outside.
It's Long Aotian and Shen Yu.
Despite their deliberate attempts to lower their voices, Long Aotian's voice was still quite distinctive.
Today, while hiking up the mountain, I discovered another treasure: a piece of agarwood, found on the mountainside of the third peak of Nanshan, next to a peach tree laden with fruit.
"Agarwood?" Shen Yu frowned, as if he didn't know what agarwood was.
Long Aotian explained: "It's an expensive Chinese medicinal herb. There's an old saying that an ounce of agarwood is worth an ounce of gold; it's incredibly valuable."
【Master, hurry and dig it up, then you won't have to worry about money anymore!】
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