Time passes, and the end of mid-February is now the Little New Year.

Of course, celebrating the New Year in Canada is different from being in China. I’m sorry, it’s night in China, and Canada is still sunny, so I can only pass through my own.

Qin Shiou explained in advance how to live. On that day, Geng Junjie and his nine Taibaoquan were on holiday and didn't have to work. They came to help kill New Year's pigs and prepare New Year's goods.

The local pigs have mixed food, large amount of activities, and have certain combat effectiveness. In addition, there are wild boars, elks and mooses in the pen. The two sides occasionally have a date, so these local pigs are difficult to deal with.

Qin Shiou planned to catch three big pigs, two and a half big pigs, and get five pigs in total, and then shouted: "Old Geng!"

"Come!" Geng Junjie ran over quickly.

"Five pigs, three big and two small, go and arrange them." Qin Shiou said.

Mao Weilong said in surprise: "As for it, five pigs? I also brought so much beef and mutton. Can I eat it?"

Qin Shiou said, "Of course, we are over twenty people. These five pigs have to be eaten until the fifth and sixth day of the lunar month. Just look at these guys, can the five pigs be eaten?"

The two of them had a pig, and the soldiers entered the back pen and became lively. The roosters cried, the pigs cried, the deer roared, making it extremely chaotic.

Qin Shiou lay on the high fence and looked in. The soldiers, like the Japanese entering the village, cooperated to catch pigs in pairs. These local pigs were not honest, and some turned around and bit them.

This scene was beyond the expectations of the Qin official, and he quickly reminded him: "Be careful, don't get infected with any bacteria. These pigs have not been vaccinated."

The comrades of the People's Liberation Army used the belt in all aspects. Geng Junjie smiled and said it was okay. He put down a pig and tied his hind legs with a belt. Then he tied his front legs and two men carried them out with sticks.

Bird did the work of killing pigs in the fishing ground. His quick knife was useless to do this. When Qin's father first saw it, he said that if he didn't do it in the fishing ground, he would go to the slaughterhouse, killing pigs would be worth five.

I don’t know if Bird had murderous aura on his body for many years. As soon as he approached, the black pig opened his mouth and howled, with a very shrill voice.

Gordon and Weiss walked over curiously, and Qin Shiou pulled them away and said, "What are you looking at? Get rid of your schoolbags and prepare to go to school."

"We won't go to school today," Gordon said happily.

Qin Shiou was surprised that today was not a weekend, nor a holiday, so why didn’t they go to school? He was about to ask, and the two teenagers ran away immediately, panicking like dogs.

There was a ghost, Qin Shiou understood. When he saw Shirley combing the two flower horses, he walked over and said, "Why don't you go to school today?"

Shirley shrugged and said, "The teacher said it's time for vacation. We'll be on vacation."

Qin Shiou took out his cell phone and wanted to call the school. Seeing this, Xueli was a little anxious. She patted Lu's neck and let it wait quietly, and then snatched Qin Shiou's cell phone away. She smiled and said with a flattering smile: "Qin, come and feed Bao Gong, right? It likes to eat carrots, come and feed it. It will fall in love with you."

Master Qin was not so easy to fool, he lowered his face and said, "Say. What's going on?"

Shirley's eyes flashed, and she changed the topic: "Qin. I feel a little annoyed recently..."

"Call your teacher!"

"Okay, okay, I said that's it. We told the teacher that today is a traditional Chinese festival and the fishing grounds are all going to be celebrated, so he gave us a day off." Shirley pouted.

Qin Shiou glared and said, "Isn't this nonsense? Even in my hometown, students will not have a holiday during this festival!"

Shirley came up and pulled his arm, hugged it in her chest and swayed hard, and said coquettishly: "Don't do this, Qin, this is indeed a festival, the festival should be on holiday, don't tell Sister Winnie, okay? Is it okay..."

The big loli didn't know who she learned, but she actually learned to elongate the baby voice to act coquettishly. After hearing this, Qin Shiou quickly pulled out her arms, rolled up her sleeves and looked carefully.

Shirley asked curiously: "What are you looking for?"

"It's cold hair." Qin Shiou said, "When I feel disgusted, my hair stands up."

Shirley stomped her feet and wanted to act coquettishly. Qin Shiou waved her hand to signal her to stay away, warning her: "For the last time, I will dare to be smart with us in the future and I will definitely teach you a lesson."

"How to teach a lesson?" Shirley asked with a smile, her big eyes flashing, and the spring water surged.

Qin Shiou was really furious, so he left quickly, and something was going to happen if he stayed.

A big pig was tied to the chopping board, and Bird sprinkled some snow on the sharp saber. The sun shone, and the blade had no warmth, but instead emitted a cold and cold light.

"What a knife." Geng Junjie exclaimed.

Bird smiled and inserted it into the pig's left eye with a knife, destroying the pig's brain stem. The howling local pig kicked his legs and died simply.

Then, the saber quickly turned on the local pig like flying, and several blood marks appeared on the pig's skin. Bird worked for about two or three minutes, and Geng Junjie and others came up with the prepared basins to clean up. The fat pig had been divided into pieces.

Four pig's trotters were taken away and the pig's legs were left to make ham. One of the employees Qin Shiou recruited this time was from southern Yunnan. His hometown was a famous ham origin in China. He learned to make ham from his family since he was a child.

Pieces of pork were broken down, pig hearts, pig livers, and lungs were packed separately, and the smelly pig intestine was thrown into the ice bucket. Geng Junjie found a soldier and asked him to take him to the beach to deal with it.

A large pot of pig blood was mixed with it. Qin's father stirred it with a wooden stick to prevent it from solidification. While stirring, he put the hot lard, green onion, ginger, garlic, starch, tofu in it, and finally put it in the casing. This is a set of blood sausages.

Blood sausage has always been one of the protagonists in pig slaughtering rice, but it may not be very delicious. It mainly contains lard and has a fragrant taste. In the past, Qin Shiou's hometown was not suitable, so lard and blood sausages seemed extremely precious.

Now I eat pig-killing rice and blood sausage, but what I eat is memories.

This meal mainly involves meat. The pigs must be braised with pig heads, pig trotters, pig elbows, and pig elbows. It must be at least four or five days before eating. It must be stewed in good soup.

Pieces of pork chops were stewed in the pot, and put them in the mushroom mushrooms that were dried from the mountains in autumn. Soon a layer of pure and light yellow oil flowers floated into the pot, which was fragrant.

Qin's father and Qin's mother were so busy that they were happy. When they were at their age, they liked the excitement. Song Qingshan and ten soldiers joined in, which was as lively as possible.

Huzi and Leopard shook their tails happily. Qin Shiou asked Shaq to help barbecue. Shaq spoiled the two little guys very much. He roasted the lean hind legs and threw them to Lalawang. Before he could eat, the two Lalawang's belly was round and fat.

Qin Shiou set up an oil pan outside. As soon as the firewood burned, the temperature immediately increased. Although it was winter, the roasted people were still sweating. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!