Chapter 16 Big Fat Pieces

"I can smell the meat from far away, so much meat."

The speaker was a thin old gentleman with a pale face, sunken eye sockets, many bloody openings on his lips, and the corners of his mouth as well. His sparse hair was more white than black, and he was skinny, like a skeleton.

He was wearing a white-washed tunic suit with a lot of patches, but it was clean and tidy, with shallow creases still visible. The old man sat up straight, his eyes were bright like light, and his whole body exuded a distinctive temperament.

"The meat sent by the Tang family is five or six catties. Mr. Qi, please eat more."

Su Wanrou said cheerfully, and took the male chopsticks and put a big fat piece of meat for the old gentleman. Nowadays, people love to eat lean meat, but at this time, the most popular is the oily fat.

In the past few years, when there was a shortage of oil and food, anyone's eyes would light up when they saw a big piece of fatty meat. For example, Su Wanrou didn't like to eat fatty meat before, and even a little bit of it would be disgusting.

Now--

"It's really fragrant. The raised pork is still delicious. The wild taste is too heavy."

Su Wanrou chewed the fat with relish, the oil splashed in her mouth, and some splashed into her throat. That feeling was more satisfying than eating abalone before.

She hadn't eaten pork for four years, and she could eat every now and then when her husband was there, but after her husband left, she couldn't see even a tiny bit of meat star, only the wild things that Huo Jinzhi brought from the mountain.

But wild things have a strong taste, and the meat is also woody. Without good seasonings, it is not delicious. Su Wanrou's cooking skills are just like that. She can only stew with ginger and garlic, and there is no cooking wine, soy sauce, vinegar and sugar. The taste can be imagined. .

But thanks to these wild animals, they survived the long four years and did not starve to death.

The old man kept drooling in his mouth. He hadn't eaten meat for a long time, but he still ate slowly, with graceful movements and very particular table manners. Huo Jinzhi was the same. Not slow, I ate three or four pieces of meat in just a while.

"It's true that pork is better. With so much oil, even sweet potatoes are delicious."

The old man ate a piece of meat, and his complexion improved a lot. In fact, he was not seriously ill, just hungry.

"The potatoes also taste meaty, Mr. Qi, eat more, and there are still two or three catties of meat." Su Wanrou couldn't help persuading her, and was very polite to the old gentleman.

The old gentleman's surname is Qi, and he was transferred from another brigade to Mopanshan brigade three years ago. No one knows what happened. The Mopanshan brigade's surname is also Tang, and most of the brigade's surname is Tang. They share the same ancestral hall.

Captain Tang used to be the mayor of the village, but later became the production captain. He has great prestige in the team and is a kind person. Mr. Qi takes good care of him. It is the easiest job to let him herd cattle in the team. Every month Give him some rations from the team.

But don't dare to divide too much, otherwise the rest of the team will make trouble, and the rations will be enough for Mr. Qi to hang his life. He lives next to Huo's house, and Huo Jin often helps him with his work.

In return, Mr. Qi taught Huo Jinzhi cultural knowledge. Later, he simply handed over his rations.

"Eat as much as you want, and children need to ensure nutrition when they grow up."

Mr. Qi only ate two or three pieces of meat. He only ate potatoes. It was as delicious as potatoes stewed with meat. He was old and eating too much meat was a waste. Huo Jinzhi's children should eat more.

Moreover, the Tang family sent meat this time, but it may not be the case next time, so let's save the meat for the children.