novelraw Chapter 433 - 18: Starting with a Wild Boar_2
Chapter 433 - 18: Starting with a Wild Boar_2
Chapter 433: Chapter 18: Starting with a Wild Boar_2
But... why are we empty-handed?
Did Aunt not have any luck yesterday?
The big nephew thought: It’s okay, if there are no rabbits or pheasants, fish will do.
Who knew Chu River would lean over to him: "Big Nephew, it’s up to you now. Three wild boars, go and talk to the captain’s wife, sell the largest one, you don’t need a ticket. Anything over 300 yuan is hers."
"For the other two, let her process them completely - sausages, bacon, cured ribs, jerky, rendering oil, lard residue, preserved meat... whatever, as long as it’s tasty and can be stored."
"If she agrees and does a good job, she can have the smallest one."
The big nephew took a deep breath, his eyes wide open.
His aunt is simply a hero, three wild boars in one night!
Oh my!
"Aunt!" The big nephew was conflicted: "I heard that last year someone in our commune killed a wild boar and was awarded by the county."
"If people know you have this ability, will you have to become a March 8th Red Flag Bearer?"
Chu River: ...
...
Why worry about all that fancy stuff?
Getting meat is for eating ourselves. Only when we’re full can we think about such grand notions of patriotism. You can’t sacrifice on an empty stomach.
Though her name is Chu Aiguo, her patriotism isn’t that profound—it’s not worth making headlines over anyway.
So she asked back: "Eat meat or receive a prize?"
The big nephew wiped his mouth: "Eat meat!"
Then immediately realized: "Aunt, it’s not work time yet, I’ll go right away!"
"Wait a minute." Chu River pulled him back: "First, think of a way, see who in the village can help clean up my pile of rabbits."
Big Nephew: ... that pile?
...
These days, just as the unselfish captain left, his wife looked at Da Dan, breathing heavily.
—No one can resist the temptation of a wild boar.
No one!
Not even if there’s too much meat.
The pair of rabbits was also taken by her. With the wild boars around, she took one rabbit as compensation, and the rest were well processed from fur to meat.
Chu River never showed up from start to finish, just coordinated with the big nephew, and the three wild boars quietly entered the captain’s backyard.
This time, the captain’s wife dared not underestimate Da Dan anymore; she used to think he was just a kid dabbling and messing around with fish and such.
But seeing these three wild boars, who could pull this off without some real skill?
Who knows how many people are involved behind the scenes.
Better not think about it, better not think.
The captain’s house, newly built a few years back, with high and thick walls, deterred any prying eyes.
Now, it’s just perfect for their entire family to work like mad.
As for skipping today’s communal labor...
Oh, with meat in hand, any excuse works.
"Old Third! If you run into anyone, just say you all got sick yesterday, and take a group leave."
Wen Juan murmured something about "not eating wild animals, protecting animals, parasites," but was shot down by her mom.
"Fine, you don’t eat then."
Wen Juan quickly fell silent.
In the 70s, when clothing and food were scarce, one might endure not having it, but in her previous life, she had tasted all sorts of delicacies.
Now...
*Sigh*
...
Butchering an entire pig, starting from the skinning, is no easy task. Fortunately, those days had big families and no one from the captain’s house went out for a day, rendering oil, washing casings, chopping fillings, and frying meatballs...
Had it not been for the secluded courtyard, it would have been noticed long ago.
Even so, the kitchen’s windows and doors were shut tight to prevent the aroma from escaping.
As for whether shutting the windows and doors would cause suffocation—those brick houses had lots of leaks, the closure was just to keep the scent from being detected at low levels.
As for the two sons in the family, they processed the meat early and took it to the city directly.
Seeing how livelily the captain’s family lived, you could tell that folks still had their little side channels in those days.
Taking the entire pig risked being noticed and getting a lower price.
If they sold to the supply and marketing cooperative, taking the whole pig at a purchasing price would be more worthwhile; however, their prices were low.
They could only wait outside various factory residential areas, chop the meat into pieces; more discrete and easier to sell.
After all, they were promised 300 yuan, and everything above that was theirs; wouldn’t the two brothers rack their brains to raise the price?