Yang Xiaole started preparing when he saw the pigs in the pigpen.

He dared not go to Fat Ma's place for now, so he decided to kill one pig first and see if he could sell some at the pigeon market tomorrow.

Once he made up his mind, he started working.

He first cleaned a porcelain basin, filled it with well water and added some salt, stirring it evenly.

After preparing everything, he began to slaughter the pig.

With a white knife in and a red knife out, the pig's blood that shot out was instantly collected in the porcelain basin.

In no time, the basin was filled.

He mixed it and put it in the thatched cottage.

At the moment of killing the pig, for some reason, he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

This feeling didn't last long and he quickly dismissed it.

According to his own ideas, he quickly dissected the fat pig with the pig-killing knife.

The pig lard alone weighed about twenty jin, which was a precious thing in this era. He put it in a basin.

He set aside the pig's internal organs and started cutting the meat.

Comparing the weight of the salt he bought before, he cut the meat into small pieces weighing about a jin each, and the bones were separated as well.

He poured all the water from the tank that had previously held yellow eels into the pit, cleaned it, and put all the pork into the tank to avoid blood splattering everywhere.

After cutting the pork, he started washing the internal organs in the water pit.

The pig stomach, pig small intestine, and pig large intestine needed to be washed clean.

The other internal organs that didn't need to be processed were put in the porcelain basin and placed in the thatched cottage.

Normally, pig large intestines needed to be kneaded with alkali and flour, but in the space, they could be cleaned without those things.

It took quite a while to clean everything.

Seeing that it was almost four o'clock, he prepared to cook, after all, he only had one pot.

He boiled ten jin of pig oil residue.

At this time, the salt was coarse salt. He ground the salt into powder with a mortar and sprinkled it on the just-cooked oil residue.

It tasted salty and fragrant, not greasy at all.

He ate several pieces in a row and separated the pig oil and oil residue.

He used the remaining oil in the pot to stir-fry braised pork, oil residue with leeks, and a soup with loofah and eggs.

Leeks had to be eaten more. This thing was an aphrodisiac and he needed to strengthen himself quickly.

Feeling too greasy, he made a cucumber with garlic sauce.

He cooked a pot full of braised pork and put it in a lunchbox. He could just heat it up when he wanted to eat it later.

He cleaned the pot and cooked a pot of rice.

By the time everything was done, it was already around five-thirty.

He scooped a spoonful of braised pork onto the rice. The soup and pig oil flowed down the hot rice.

He didn't know if it was an illusion.

Pigs nowadays were basically local pigs, which were already tastier than the white-skinned pigs in the future, and the ones in the space were even better.

He ate two bowls of rice in a row before stopping.

Rubbing his round belly, he thought he should buy a coal stove. He couldn't always drink raw water.

There was still a smell of vegetables or oil in the frying pan after washing it.

After eating and drinking his fill, he looked at the approaching dusk and quietly left the space, ready to deliver the meat to the old man.

There were crowds of people on the road after work.

Yang Xiaole assessed the road conditions and set off towards his destination.

"Creak!"

Arriving at an alley, he looked at the signboard and thought about the address Director Hao mentioned earlier.

It seemed to be in this vicinity!

Thinking of this, he prepared to turn the car around and see if he could catch this guy's handle.

"Shout and sell!"

Just as he was about to go in!

Unexpectedly, the other party came out directly.

But there were many people on the road at this time, and the other party didn't notice his presence. He happily rode his bike forward.

Yang Xiaole looked at the figure of the other party leaving and hesitated whether to follow him!

But it was mealtime now, why did this guy go out?

Could it be that he wanted to cause trouble for Su Ling again?

Thinking of this, he rode his bike and followed.

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The other party didn't go to the west side of the city, but rode north along the intersection.

After a few turns, he arrived at an ancient stone bridge.

After crossing the bridge, he continued east along the outer wall of the imperial city, rode for a while, and stopped in front of a restaurant.

He went in directly.

The restaurant was not too small, with two floors and six or seven tables in the hall.

And the houses here were not the old-style quadrangle courtyards with gray bricks, but cement walls, indicating that they were newly built.

Yang Xiaole parked his bike to the side and quietly followed inside.

Why did he take such a big detour to come here for a meal?

A gathering?

Treating the leadership?

There were quite a few people in the restaurant. Yang Xiaole blended in with the crowd and immediately saw Director Hao sitting in the corner.

At this time, there were two men and two women sitting at the table.However, judging from their behavior and the placement of the dishes, they seemed to be strangers.

He tried to recall if this guy had ever seen his face, but he couldn't remember.

But he was just a kid, the other party probably wouldn't pay much attention to him.

With that thought, he quietly sat down behind the other party, where a table was already occupied by people having their meal.

Yang Xiaole pretended to look at the service counter, listening to the movements behind him.

Hao Wanrong was eating the meal that had been prepared long ago, looking at the beautiful young woman in front of him. Plus, seeing Su Ling today, his heart was itching.

He didn't know why, but every time he saw Su Ling, his heart would burn with desire.

Thinking about his previous nagging wife, he felt that his decision to divorce was right.

After drinking a cup of white wine, he said seriously, "Comrade Feng Zhimei, the organization has assigned you a difficult task. The conditions may be tough, but it's an honorable thing.

Of course, the organization will also consider your difficulties. This is the proof. You can stay in the guesthouse when you get there. Remember to keep the receipt for reimbursement."

As he spoke, he took out a proof.

Feng Zhimei took the proof, giving him an annoyed glance, "Remember to pay for the meal!"

Hao Wanrong felt even more itchy when he was stared at by her, and quickly agreed, "Oh, don't worry about it! I've always reimbursed you. Oh, by the way, the guesthouse on East Fourth Lane is good. If you can't make it back next time, you can stay there."

Feng Zhimei nodded and quietly ate her meal.

After that, the two didn't talk much, just discussing work matters.

After finishing the meal, the woman left directly.

And not long after, Hao Wanrong left the restaurant, humming a song, full and satisfied.

……

The tip of the peach leaf is sharp

The willow leaves cover the sky

Listen carefully to what I have to say

This incident happened in the indigo factory in the west of the capital

In the firearms camp of the indigo factory, there is a Third Brother Song

……

The third watch drum is noisy, the moon shines in the middle of the sky

Sixth brother comes to the girl's heart with joy

Mandarin ducks play in the water, let's talk about our feelings

One hand holds the enemy's little heart

The fourth watch drum is busy with two people

(This song is from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, a popular tune in the old capital, don't find it strange.)

Yang Xiaole, taking advantage of the crowded restaurant, muttered, "Why hasn't mom come yet."

Then he quietly followed.

It seemed that there was no useful information today, he thought the two had an affair!

Who knew that the other party would run away after eating.

Just as he was preparing to follow the other party back and then give the meat to the old man.

Hao Wanrong turned into a lane, then came out from another main road, Yang Xiaole quickly followed.

When he came out, he saw Hao Wanrong entering a courtyard.

When he saw the sign that read "East Fourth Lane Guesthouse", he was stunned.

Thinking back to the conversation between the two.

Yang Xiaole was immediately shocked: Damn, can an introduction letter be used like this?

It's like a knife cutting the butt, eye-opening!

But thinking about it, there seems to be no rule that city people can't stay in guesthouses!

(End of the chapter)