Chapter 1811 Spending the Holiday Alone 1

While the meat was cooking, Wang Zhengguo began to preside over the meat distribution.

According to statistics, pig offal was not included, and each person could get one pound of clean meat, which was distributed by household. The fat should not exceed 20% of the total, otherwise the whole family would get fat and other families would get nothing.

There was only a little fat on a pig, who wouldn't want it? The fat of the two pigs in the pot was left alone and distributed to each family.

The meat was divided into three grades, first-grade fat was 90 cents, second-grade fat was 80 cents, and third-grade lean meat was 70 cents.

It was cheaper than the food store, which was equivalent to giving back to members.

The ten people in the Lu family shared ten pounds of meat, two pounds of snow-white and greasy fat, three pounds of fat and lean pork belly, and five pounds of lean meat, which consisted of two pounds of tenderloin and three pounds of front leg meat. Xibao also wanted a few pork bones and a few pounds of ribs. The former cost five cents a pound, and the latter cost three cents. These were not popular parts, which were expensive and had little meat. The pork leg bones were cut so clean that it would be a waste of firewood to take them home for stewing.

In rural areas, firewood is also very precious.

Zhang Yuejin favored the Lu family. The ribs he gave were all ribs, and the pork bones were all tube bones, full of bone marrow.

The meat of each household was distributed, and there were still more than ten pounds of meat and a lot of pig offal and pig bones left. As an expert in butchering pigs, Zhang Yuejin could pay for a set of pig offal, but the rest was not something he could covet. More than a dozen families with better living conditions rushed to get them, and they were divided up in a moment, leaving only pig bones.

The Lu family did not join in the fun.

At this moment, the meat in the big pot was cooked. When the lid was opened, the aroma filled the air.

Men, women, old and young all had a big bowl in their hands, and the queues formed.

Wang Zhengguo ordered twenty relatively fair and popular members to serve food to everyone, but they all tended to favor the children of the Lu family. There was more meat and less vegetables in the bowls, and they were all big fat slices of meat.

The taste of the big pot of food was not very good. Although the pork was not lacking in oil, there was little salt and no soy sauce.

Looking at the white fat slices in the bowl, the children actually had no desire to eat. Except for a few people who first scooped a piece of meat and stuffed it into their mouths to taste it, the others took it home. Someone was heard saying, "There are twelve people in our family, and we were given twelve bowls of meat. It is cold and durable. One bowl a day mixed with potatoes and cabbage stew can be eaten for twelve days, and there will be left after the New Year."

People nearby echoed one after another, obviously with the same idea.

The whole Wanglou Brigade was as happy as the New Year.

Although Wang Cuilan has been eating fine food for years, she still finds such dishes difficult to swallow, let alone children.

After thinking for a while, she asked the children to take the meat and vegetables home, pick out the fat slices and stir-fry them in the oil pan again, add some peppercorns, garlic cloves, ginger and some dried chili peppers, add soy sauce for coloring, and finally put in the chopped potatoes. After stewing, pour half of the remaining pig blood and vegetables in the bowl into the bowl, and save the rest for dinner. After boiling again, serve it on the table.

The children ate with oil dripping from their mouths, and complimented in unison: "Third Grandma is so amazing!"

That day, the aroma of meat wafted through every household. After dinner, the Lu family boiled lard, stewed pig heads and pig bones, and no one thought much about it.

There was too little lard residue, so Wang Cuilan's plan to wrap cabbage corners failed. She simply mixed a large spoonful of sugar into the lard residue that had just come out of the pot, and asked Xibao to take it to her younger brothers and sisters to share.

When Cheng Baoguo came in, he saw this scene. He picked up a large piece of pork belly from under the wheat stalks in the dung basket and showed it to them.