Pig Killer

Chapter 214

Old Fan, who was holding a large ladle, heard Huang Zhongchang's voice and said happily, "Brother Huang, I made vegetable porridge, wheat bran with wild vegetables, and steamed wild vegetable dumplings."

"Okay! Don't waste any food." Huang Zhongchang said with a smile when he heard it.

"There are just too many wild vegetables." Lao Fan said embarrassedly, "I don't dare to use wheat. I wonder what will happen in the future?"

"A steady stream of income is better." Huang Zhongchang nodded repeatedly.

Being able to eat vegetable porridge and wild vegetable dumplings now was something they could never have dreamed of.

This is vegetable porridge made from flour!

This is already a delicacy on earth.

&*&

For a whole half month, the county town was bustling with busy scenes.

The house has been built, it is a wooden house with a large bunk bed.

The linen was also woven amid the clanging sound of the loom, and the women were asked to make it into short jackets, filling the clothes with hay and reed fluff.

Finally I can wear decent clothes.

"This is not very warm." Zhang Jixian, who was wearing a sheepskin coat, said in a low voice.

"It's better than wearing only one layer of clothing." Huang Zhongchang touched the clothes on his body and said, "It's OK! If it's really freezing, I won't go out."

"How can we not go out? Aren't we going to practice?" Zhang Jixian looked at him with bright eyes.

"It will be cold during training! It will be warm when you run." Huang Zhongchang said with a grin.

"Is this hay pricking me?" Zhang Jixian said, looking him up and down at his winter clothes.

"If you don't pierce it, it will all break." Huang Zhongchang was stunned when he heard this, and then he laughed.

"It seems that the reed fluff will not run away!" Zhang Jixian asked curiously.

"These small grids sew the reed wool here. Even if you want to run, you can't run away." Huang Zhongchang smiled and pointed at his winter clothes. "The stitches are very fine."

"That's a smart move." Zhang Jixian looked at him with bright eyes and said, "I heard it was Madam's idea."

"You old ladies are just guessing." Huang Zhongchang said carelessly.

"We've been too busy these days. Now that we're not busy anymore, shouldn't you go visit your wife?" Zhang Jixian persuaded, "Thanks to your wife for running around, otherwise we wouldn't be able to live so comfortably now."

"Everything is her credit." Huang Zhongchang snorted and said, "It's all thanks to everyone, working together."

"What's wrong with me asking you to go back and thank your wife?" Zhang Jixian raised his eyebrows and looked at him and said, "Rewards and punishments are clear, why don't you do that to your wife?"

"Why do you care about our marriage?" Huang Zhongchang looked him up and down and said, "Why do you want to get married?" He smiled and joked, "You have high standards, but you don't like the peasant girls in my small place."

"I'm talking about you! Why are you dragging me into this?" Zhang Jixian's clear eyes suddenly lost all their luster as he said, "I will not get married until this tyrannical and unjust court is destroyed."

"Can it work? That's the imperial court, a heaven-like existence." Huang Zhongchang said unconfidently.

"Of course we can! The imperial court is corrupt and tyrannical, and levies heavy taxes and oppression. If heroes from all over the world rise up, we will definitely be able to overthrow it." Zhang Jixian looked at him fanatically and said.

"Yes, yes, yes! Definitely." Huang Zhongchang said very perfunctorily.

Zhang Jixian moved his mouth, but swallowed the words back. It was no use just talking about it, he had to take action.

"I'm going to find my wife." Huang Zhongchang looked at him with his ink-black eyes.

"Go! Say thank you for all of us." Zhang Jixian bowed and said with a smile.

"That's your sister-in-law, call her sister-in-law from now on!" Huang Zhongchang said, looking at him with his eyes as dark as ink.

"Sister-in-law, that's enough!" Zhang Jixian shook his head and laughed, "This is getting awkward. You're the only one who can call me Madam."

"I..." Huang Zhongchang opened and closed his mouth for a long time before saying, "I'm leaving." This matter could not be explained clearly.

&*&

Huang Zhongchang walked towards the city in the sunshine, wondering all the way how to talk to this so-called Mrs. Shen?

He greeted everyone along the way and walked to the meat stall. Then he took a closer look and found that there was not much change since he left.

There is an extra stove and a bamboo dragonfly above the head, which is said to be used to drive away flies.

These were made while he was away.

"Dad?" Da Chong called out with a look of surprise as he looked at him standing at the door.

"Why are you here? I was just going to call you! We're making dumplings at home today." The tiger came forward and pulled his arm, saying, "Come on, come on, mother has made something delicious."

Pulling him directly into the yard, Da Chong yelled at the top of his voice, "Mother, mother, father is back."

"Aren't you thinking about it all the time? Dad, please talk to me nicely this time. Your son has a lot to tell you." Shen Hui'e said with a smile as she looked at the father and son who came in.

"Dad, Dad, let me finish making the dumplings first, then we can talk." Da Chong washed his hands again, stood beside the bed, and helped roll out the dough.

Huang Zhongchang's black eyes flickered as he looked at the children gathered around the bed, each of them busy with their hands, "All of you get started!"

"This way it can be wrapped quickly and eaten sooner." The raccoon slave looked at him with eyes like black grapes.

"It's not easy to attack a man!" Huang Zhongchang held back and spoke again.

"The cooks in your fire brigade are men, right?" Shen Hui'e asked innocently with her big, innocent eyes.

"Uh..." Huang Zhongchang looked at her with his dark eyes and said, "That's different."

"Why is it different? Isn't he a man?" Shen Hui'e said to him with a raised eyebrow, and then looked at him meaningfully, "You escaped from the capital. If no one knows how to cook, will you have to eat raw?"

Huang Zhongchang clenched his jaw and had nothing to say.

"You don't have to cook for others. Sometimes you cook for yourself." Shen Hui'e raised her eyebrows and looked at him and said, "A cook will never starve to death."

Huang Zhongchang looked at her while gritting his teeth. He was really sharp-tongued. This must be how his family members were convinced!

"Dad, with a skill in hand, you will never have to worry about food and drink." The big tiger looked at him with innocent eyes and said.

This woman is really capable.

"You've been living well during the two years I was away." Huang Zhongchang looked around his home. It used to be bare, but now it's tidy and well-maintained.

I have to say that these furnitures are very comfortable to sit on, much more comfortable than kneeling, and there is no numbness in the feet or pain in the knees at all.

The bed was even warmer, and it wasn't cold at all to sleep on the large bunk bed.

"Dad, you must have had a hard time these past two years! I heard that the people who were repairing the imperial mausoleum had a very miserable life." Da Chong looked at his father with red eyes and said, "I can tell from your figure that you are so thin that you are unrecognizable."

"Fortunately, I don't feel it's that miserable. Everyone is the same." Huang Zhongchang said to his son with a moved expression.

Family is still the best, they always care about you.

"Compared with many people who are sleeping in eternal sleep, I am lucky to be alive." Huang Zhongchang said with emotion after sniffing.

Shen Hui'e was wrapping dumplings with both hands, observing Huang Zhongchang calmly. Unexpectedly, he was a man of temperament.

She was so moved that her eyes turned red and her nose felt sore. It was different from what she had imagined.

Maybe his son is different in his mind!

As for women, they can be replaced at will.

As we were talking, the dumplings were wrapped and the water was boiling. All the dumplings were put into the pot. After the dumplings were rolled three times and added with cold water three times, they were cooked.

After Da Chong and his friends tasted it, they found it a little raw, so they cooked it for a while before serving it into coarse earthenware bowls and clay basins.

"Choose it yourself after you finish eating! We've got enough to eat today." Shen Hui'e said to them with her bright eyes.

"Hey!" They nodded in response, puffing on their lips, not caring that the dumplings were hot as they had just come out of the pot.

"Be careful, it's hot." Shen Hui'e shook her head and laughed as she watched them wolfing down the food.

The tiger stretched his neck and swallowed the dumplings in his mouth before saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I haven't eaten them for a long time. I miss them so much."

"Dad, it's delicious, isn't it?" The big tiger looked at him with its bright black eyes.

"Yeah!" Huang Zhongchang nodded vigorously with his cheeks puffed out.

"The ones with pork and cabbage filling are the best in winter." The raccoon girl looked at him with her big eyes and said, "In spring, the ones with pork and leek filling are even better."

Huang Zhongchang swallowed the dumpling in his mouth and nodded with a smile when he heard them say it was dumplings, "Delicious!" He asked inconspicuously, "How did you think of that?" He picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth.

"My mother thought of this in order to sell more pork." The big bug looked at him with innocent eyes and said, "The pork is delicious now! It doesn't have the strong fishy smell when my father kills the pigs."

"Why?" Huang Zhongchang asked curiously.

"The pig has been castrated." The big tiger said with a chuckle, "The fishy smell is not so strong anymore. More and more people like to eat pork." He added with a grin, "And..." He suddenly stopped talking.

"And what? Why don't you say anything?" Huang Zhongchang blinked his black eyes and asked his son.

"It's not good to talk about this at the dinner table." Da Chong shook his head slightly, "It will affect your appetite."

"What's the big deal? We don't need to be so particular." Huang Zhongchang asked actively.

"Farm manure." Shen Hui'e looked at him who was still unwilling to give up and changed her words.

"Uh..." Huang Zhongchang looked at her awkwardly.

"Do you want me to explain further?" Shen Hui'e looked at him with a smile.

"No, no, I get it." Huang Zhongchang said quickly after hearing that, holding a dumpling and said, "Eat dumplings, eat dumplings." He stuffed it into his mouth.

I ate all the dumplings and drank some dumpling soup. I was so full that I could hardly walk.

&*&

Huang Zhongchang stood up and looked at Shen Hui'e meaningfully and said, "Madam, can we go out for a walk?" He winked outside.

Shen Hui'e's dark eyes flickered as she looked at him and said, "Okay!" She smiled at the children and said, "You wait at home, we will be back soon."

"Do you have anything to whisper?" The big tiger's round eyes rolled around as he looked at them and said.

"Don't worry, I will tell you when I get back." Shen Hui'e looked at them with eyes as gentle as jade.

"We'll wash the pots and dishes at home." Da Chong said, jumping off the bed.

"You actually wash the dishes?" Huang Zhongchang's face was full of black lines. He felt that his son was not taught to be a man at all. There was a flash of anger in his eyes as he glared at this fake wife.