But as Ke Baijia turned his face and smiled at him, Ke Baihua's sense of strangeness disappeared in an instant.

This is her sister, what is she thinking?

Then he started to help prepare some preparations before cooking.

On the other hand, the butcher, with the explanation from his grandfather and grandson, no longer cared about who was making pig slaughtering vegetables today. Anyway, no matter who made pig slaughtering vegetables, he could take away parts like pig hearts and pig tails as a reward, and could also eat a bowl of pork full of pork. These things are indispensable, and he doesn't need to interfere. He is just a responsible pig slaughtering.

Soon, the water boiled and the knife was sharpened.

The butcher took a sip of white wine and shouted something. Then, the white knife went in and the red knife came out. The basin under the fat pig was filled with blood. The two sisters-in-law of the Ke family and Ke's mother handed over the prepared new basin with quick eyes and hands. Ke Baihua and two brothers treated Ke Baijia the blood-filled basin.

There were children in the crowd watching, and there were only a few who were afraid. The other children knew that this was the meat they could eat for a while, and they clapped their hands and walked around happily.

After a while, before the blood was dry, the second sister-in-law of the Ke family and Ke's mother, who had already received the pig's blood, began to fill the blood sausages. Ke Baihua started to deal with the pig's water.

The butcher broke down the pork, and Ke Zhenye took a little good meat there and exchanged more than 60 kilograms of meat for everyone according to everyone's wishes.

Basically, everyone thinks that eating meat will satisfy their cravings in a while, so there is no need to buy too much, so there are many people who cut two taels of meat.

What was left was one of the ingredients for the pig-killing vegetables. Ke Baijia put on a hat and wrapped her hair, tied her apron, and held the kitchen knife in her hand. At that moment, she was like a different person.

She started to move, cut large slices with a knife, cut thin slices with an oblique knife, add large ingredients in the water, pour soy sauce, blanch water, stir-fry sauerkraut, and put it in the pot. When the richer aroma of the pig-killing vegetables spread out than before, people who had doubts about whether Kebaijian could make pig-killing vegetables were good, all changed their minds.

The fragrance alone is so attractive, how real it is.

"This is Ke Zhenye's granddaughter, right? She looks so clean when she looks like cooking skills and wearing a hat and wearing an apron."

"Yes, the old man used to be short and didn't wash his hands. Sometimes he was still picking his neck and cutting the blood sausages and throwing them into the pot."

In fact, it is not that the people are not picking and not knowing how to be slutty, but when they can’t even care about their fullness, their requirements will naturally be low.

Who doesn’t like hygienic and delicious food?

After about two hours, the pig-killing vegetables were completed, and everyone in the team was queuing up with bowls.

Ke Zhenye personally went on the battle and served everyone with another village cadres.

The spoons in their hands are controlled by the amount, and they are basically divided fairly. However, if they encounter particularly difficult family members or martyrs' families, Ke Zhenye and others will give them two more pieces of meat.

Apart from those who are very bad-minded, no one thinks it is unfair. Everyone has similar living standards, but there is also a comparison. Usually, people can't help these vulnerable groups, but they won't care about such trivial matters.

As soon as everyone put their mouths into the bowl, they sucked a mouthful of oily broth. Before they could even sigh at the salty and fragrant deliciousness, they heard someone screaming sharply: "Oh, hey, hey, hey! The meat is sour, how did you make it? It's sour and sour."
Chapter completed!