Chapter 398: Wild Boar Sausage(2)
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Chapter 398: Wild Boar Sausage(2)
Chapter 398 Wild Boar Sausage (2)
Pork at home is not cheap at the end of the year, with a pound costing twenty-five cents. However, wild boar meat is rare on the market, and rich people love fresh food. Even if a pound costs fifty cents, many people will buy it. These three hundred kilograms of wild boar meat can be exchanged for two big fat pigs. Now it is just chopped into stuffing and made into sausages. It is really a waste!
Mo Yan couldn't bear to say that his family was neither short of money nor pork, so he found another reason: "My father has taken care of several gentlemen in the academy, and he has never thanked them politely. Now it's the Chinese New Year." , so I had to make some sausages and send them as New Year gifts."
This is not a random fabrication by Mo Yan. After all, in this era of respecting teachers, it is a kind of etiquette to give New Year's gifts to teachers. You dont need to give anything expensive, but you must be able to get it.
"So that's it. We need to prepare some good things. The sausages made from wild boar are also decent!" Sister-in-law Cai said those words out of kindness and had no other meaning. Now after hearing Mo Yan's explanation, she agreed again and again. : "When your father passes the exam next year, I'm afraid he will have to hold a thank you banquet!"
Mo Yan was happy in her heart, but she said modestly: "Every year, countless students take the provincial examination, but only a few pass it. No one can say what will happen next year!"
When Sister-in-law Cai heard this, she quickly poked her with her elbow: "Ah, bah, bah, bah, how can you, a girl, say such depressing words? If you are worried, you might as well ask your father to burn more paper money for the ancestors on the thirtieth day to bless them. Your dads high school!
Mr. Xiong and Mr. Zhou also agreed. In their eyes, Mo Qingze was knowledgeable and hard-working, and could pass the exam even if he didn't ask for the blessings of his ancestors.
Burn paper to pray for ancestors? Mo Yan felt ashamed after hearing this. If begging the ancestors was of any use, why would those scholars still be using their heads and thorns to stab their buttocks? After ten years of hard work!
Sister-in-law Cai thought it was a good idea and even encouraged Mo Yan to go to those efficacious temples to pray to Bodhisattvas. Many people in the village believe this. Every spring, they prepare incense and candles and go to the temple to pray devoutly.nove(l)bi(n.)com
After the three of them left, Mo Yan and the others started preparing dinner. Unless it is a special occasion, dinner at the Mo family is usually simple. When the weather is cold in winter, we usually eat noodle soup and pancakes or noodles and pot helmets to warm up the body and nourish the stomach.
After frying the pot helmet and putting the noodles into the pot, Zhen'er ran in and asked anxiously: "Sister, isn't dad on vacation today? Why haven't you come back yet?"
The Yun Zhao brothers and sisters who ran in shortly after them also had worried faces, obviously worried about Mo Qingze, his adoptive father.
Mo Yan originally thought something serious had happened, but she felt relieved after hearing this: "Now the road is full of snow, and we can't drive to pick up dad. I think dad plans to walk back tomorrow morning."
Tomorrow is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, so Changshan Academy has a holiday today in the hope that students near the capital can go home to celebrate the New Year. It's just that this heavy snowfall has almost never been heard of, and the snow on the road is getting deeper and deeper. It is difficult for people to walk, not to mention carriages. Previously, it was inconvenient for Li Zhong and the others to go back and forth, so they lived in the shop and have not been back for several days.
After hearing Mo Yans explanation, the three little ones relaxed. Zhen'er came over with a smile, grabbed the pot helmet from the dumpling and took a bite. She ate it with gusto and told her about the farce that happened at Wang Dali's house.
Mo Yan had expected it, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly. He could only lament that evil people will have their own troubles.
After the noodles were cooked, the three local dogs who had been playing wildly on the mountain for a whole day slipped back on their meal. This time they didn't even pick up a single rabbit hair in their mouths, but Mo Yan was extremely satisfied.
Ever since she was blackmailed by Wang Dali and others that night, she has stopped letting the local dogs of the little flower belt go into the mountains to hunt frequently, so as not to cause other troubles. The local dogs are very obedient under the restraint of Xiaohua, and they will go back with a rabbit in their mouths every three to five days.
In this regard, most of the dog owners did not say anything. Some villagers came to ask for the reason in a roundabout way. Mo Yan only said that the snow in the mountains was too thick and the weather was cold, so Xiaohua was not willing to go into the mountains. The villager looked regretful. Unfortunately, Xiaohua was not raised by her family, so she had no choice but to leave angrily...
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Chapter 398: Wild Boar Sausage(2)
Chapter 398 Wild Boar Sausage (2)
Pork at home is not cheap at the end of the year, with a pound costing twenty-five cents. However, wild boar meat is rare on the market, and rich people love fresh food. Even if a pound costs fifty cents, many people will buy it. These three hundred kilograms of wild boar meat can be exchanged for two big fat pigs. Now it is just chopped into stuffing and made into sausages. It is really a waste!
Mo Yan couldn't bear to say that his family was neither short of money nor pork, so he found another reason: "My father has taken care of several gentlemen in the academy, and he has never thanked them politely. Now it's the Chinese New Year." , so I had to make some sausages and send them as New Year gifts."
This is not a random fabrication by Mo Yan. After all, in this era of respecting teachers, it is a kind of etiquette to give New Year's gifts to teachers. You dont need to give anything expensive, but you must be able to get it.
"So that's it. We need to prepare some good things. The sausages made from wild boar are also decent!" Sister-in-law Cai said those words out of kindness and had no other meaning. Now after hearing Mo Yan's explanation, she agreed again and again. : "When your father passes the exam next year, I'm afraid he will have to hold a thank you banquet!"
Mo Yan was happy in her heart, but she said modestly: "Every year, countless students take the provincial examination, but only a few pass it. No one can say what will happen next year!"
When Sister-in-law Cai heard this, she quickly poked her with her elbow: "Ah, bah, bah, bah, how can you, a girl, say such depressing words? If you are worried, you might as well ask your father to burn more paper money for the ancestors on the thirtieth day to bless them. Your dads high school!
Mr. Xiong and Mr. Zhou also agreed. In their eyes, Mo Qingze was knowledgeable and hard-working, and could pass the exam even if he didn't ask for the blessings of his ancestors.
Burn paper to pray for ancestors? Mo Yan felt ashamed after hearing this. If begging the ancestors was of any use, why would those scholars still be using their heads and thorns to stab their buttocks? After ten years of hard work!
Sister-in-law Cai thought it was a good idea and even encouraged Mo Yan to go to those efficacious temples to pray to Bodhisattvas. Many people in the village believe this. Every spring, they prepare incense and candles and go to the temple to pray devoutly.nove(l)bi(n.)com
After the three of them left, Mo Yan and the others started preparing dinner. Unless it is a special occasion, dinner at the Mo family is usually simple. When the weather is cold in winter, we usually eat noodle soup and pancakes or noodles and pot helmets to warm up the body and nourish the stomach.
After frying the pot helmet and putting the noodles into the pot, Zhen'er ran in and asked anxiously: "Sister, isn't dad on vacation today? Why haven't you come back yet?"
The Yun Zhao brothers and sisters who ran in shortly after them also had worried faces, obviously worried about Mo Qingze, his adoptive father.
Mo Yan originally thought something serious had happened, but she felt relieved after hearing this: "Now the road is full of snow, and we can't drive to pick up dad. I think dad plans to walk back tomorrow morning."
Tomorrow is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, so Changshan Academy has a holiday today in the hope that students near the capital can go home to celebrate the New Year. It's just that this heavy snowfall has almost never been heard of, and the snow on the road is getting deeper and deeper. It is difficult for people to walk, not to mention carriages. Previously, it was inconvenient for Li Zhong and the others to go back and forth, so they lived in the shop and have not been back for several days.
After hearing Mo Yans explanation, the three little ones relaxed. Zhen'er came over with a smile, grabbed the pot helmet from the dumpling and took a bite. She ate it with gusto and told her about the farce that happened at Wang Dali's house.
Mo Yan had expected it, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly. He could only lament that evil people will have their own troubles.
After the noodles were cooked, the three local dogs who had been playing wildly on the mountain for a whole day slipped back on their meal. This time they didn't even pick up a single rabbit hair in their mouths, but Mo Yan was extremely satisfied.
Ever since she was blackmailed by Wang Dali and others that night, she has stopped letting the local dogs of the little flower belt go into the mountains to hunt frequently, so as not to cause other troubles. The local dogs are very obedient under the restraint of Xiaohua, and they will go back with a rabbit in their mouths every three to five days.
In this regard, most of the dog owners did not say anything. Some villagers came to ask for the reason in a roundabout way. Mo Yan only said that the snow in the mountains was too thick and the weather was cold, so Xiaohua was not willing to go into the mountains. The villager looked regretful. Unfortunately, Xiaohua was not raised by her family, so she had no choice but to leave angrily...
Chapter 398: Wild Boar Sausage2Chapter 398 Wild Boar Sausage 2Pork at home is not cheap at the end of the year, with a pound costing twenty-five cents. However, wild boar meat is rare on the market, and rich people love fresh food. Even if a pound costs fifty cents, many people will buy it. These three hundred kilograms of wild boar meat can be exchanged for two big fat pigs. Now it is just chopped into stuffing and made into sausages. It is really a waste!Mo Yan couldn't bear to say that his family was neither short of money nor pork, so he found another reason: "My father has taken care of several gentlemen in the academy, and he has never thanked them politely. Now it's the Chinese New Year." , so I had to make some sausages and send them as New Year gifts."This is not a random fabrication by Mo Yan. After all, in this era of respecting teachers, it is a kind of etiquette to give New Year's gifts to teachers. You dont need to give anything expensive, but you must be able to get it."So that's it. We need to prepare some good things. The sausages made from wild boar are also decent!" Sister-in-law Cai said those words out of kindness and had no other meaning. Now after hearing Mo Yan's explanation, she agreed again and again. : "When your father passes the exam next year, I'm afraid he will have to hold a thank you banquet!"Mo Yan was happy in her heart, but she said modestly: "Every year, countless students take the provincial examination, but only a few pass it. No one can say what will happen next year!"When Sister-in-law Cai heard this, she quickly poked her with her elbow: "Ah, bah, bah, bah, how can you, a girl, say such depressing words? If you are worried, you might as well ask your father to burn more paper money for the ancestors on the thirtieth day to bless them. Your dads high school!Mr. Xiong and Mr. Zhou also agreed. In their eyes, Mo Qingze was knowledgeable and hard-working, and could pass the exam even if he didn't ask for the blessings of his ancestors.Burn paper to pray for ancestors? Mo Yan felt ashamed after hearing this. If begging the ancestors was of any use, why would those scholars still be using their heads and thorns to stab their buttocks? After ten years of hard work!Sister-in-law Cai thought it was a good idea and even encouraged Mo Yan to go to those efficacious temples to pray to Bodhisattvas. Many people in the village believe this. Every spring, they prepare incense and candles and go to the temple to pray devoutly.novelbin.comAfter the three of them left, Mo Yan and the others started preparing dinner. Unless it is a special occasion, dinner at the Mo family is usually simple. When the weather is cold in winter, we usually eat noodle soup and pancakes or noodles and pot helmets to warm up the body and nourish the stomach.After frying the pot helmet and putting the noodles into the pot, Zhen'er ran in and asked anxiously: "Sister, isn't dad on vacation today? Why haven't you come back yet?"The Yun Zhao brothers and sisters who ran in shortly after them also had worried faces, obviously worried about Mo Qingze, his adoptive father.Mo Yan originally thought something serious had happened, but she felt relieved after hearing this: "Now the road is full of snow, and we can't drive to pick up dad. I think dad plans to walk back tomorrow morning."Tomorrow is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, so Changshan Academy has a holiday today in the hope that students near the capital can go home to celebrate the New Year. It's just that this heavy snowfall has almost never been heard of, and the snow on the road is getting deeper and deeper. It is difficult for people to walk, not to mention carriages. Previously, it was inconvenient for Li Zhong and the others to go back and forth, so they lived in the shop and have not been back for several days.After hearing Mo Yans explanation, the three little ones relaxed. Zhen'er came over with a smile, grabbed the pot helmet from the dumpling and took a bite. She ate it with gusto and told her about the farce that happened at Wang Dali's house.Mo Yan had expected it, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly. He could only lament that evil people will have their own troubles.After the noodles were cooked, the three local dogs who had been playing wildly on the mountain for a whole day slipped back on their meal. This time they didn't even pick up a single rabbit hair in their mouths, but Mo Yan was extremely satisfied.Ever since she was blackmailed by Wang Dali and others that night, she has stopped letting the local dogs of the little flower belt go into the mountains to hunt frequently, so as not to cause other troubles. The local dogs are very obedient under the restraint of Xiaohua, and they will go back with a rabbit in their mouths every three to five days.In this regard, most of the dog owners did not say anything. Some villagers came to ask for the reason in a roundabout way. Mo Yan only said that the snow in the mountains was too thick and the weather was cold, so Xiaohua was not willing to go into the mountains. The villager looked regretful. Unfortunately, Xiaohua was not raised by her family, so she had no choice but to leave angrily...
