Stepmother in charge: Making a fortune through farming and raising her children to fight back

The next day, every household in the village sent people to deliver food, including steamed corn bread, wild vegetable porridge, and multi-grain cakes.

Qin Wen also came with four potato pancakes in his hand. They were dipped in a little oil and looked golden and very tempting. Yun Zhenzhen and Qin Li each had two potato pancakes and finished them in a few bites.

A group of people filled their stomachs to about 80% full on the edge of a field not far away. There was not much food stored at home, and they were not working in the fields today, so just filling their stomachs was enough.

Everyone was looking at the trap from a distance. The sky gradually darkened. Just when everyone thought that they would not be able to wait for the wild boar, Qin Li, who was on guard on the other side, stumbled over.

"Here...here they are. There are more people coming than yesterday."

Hearing this, the group of people instantly became nervous.

The village chief quickly said, "Hide quickly and don't get discovered." As he spoke, he gestured for everyone to squat down.

Everyone followed the village chief's instructions and hid themselves, staring nervously ahead, not daring to make the slightest sound.

Fortunately, the pit we dug last night was big enough. According to the inertia of wild boars running down the mountain, even if a few more came, they could fit in.

For safety reasons, the village chief asked the elderly, the weak, women and children to go home quickly, leaving behind a dozen young men and Yun Zhenzhen, and the group ran away and hid.

Under the moonlight, a group of black things rushed down, and the rustling sound could be heard from a long distance away.

At this time, Yun Zhenzhen's palms were sweating. Not only her, but everyone else was also worried. There was no precedent for setting traps to catch wild boars. No one knew whether it would succeed, and their hearts were in their throats.

The people around him began to breathe rapidly, fearing that they would not be able to catch the wild boar, and even more afraid that the food would be eaten up.

Just when everyone was getting impatient, the leading wild boar finally stepped on the trap and crashed into it. There was a loud "bang" sound, followed by a violent pig scream.

The wild boars behind him had no time to stop and rushed in one after another.

At this time, some of the sharpened wooden sticks in the pit broke into two because they could not bear the weight, while others were all pierced into the wild boar's skin, flesh, head and neck.

The pain made the wild boar struggle frantically, and it used its tusks to ram around. This action caused other wild boars to scream, and the pit became a mess, causing secondary injuries to many pigs.

When veterinarian Dr. Shi heard that it was for wild boar medicine, he emptied out all his savings and gave the sufficient dose.

Soon, the cries of the wild boars that were most seriously injured and struggling the most gradually weakened.

The pit that was roaring wildly just now soon became quiet. Only a few little wild boars, whose wounds were smaller under the care of the sow, made grunting sounds.

It was a dim night, and the village chief and others approached the trap cautiously with torches in hand. They only dared to look inside after the pit was completely quiet.

There were five or six wild boars of different sizes lying in the pit. Apart from the fallen spikes, there was a pool of blood and an unpleasant smell.

Time waits for no one. The village chief didn't know how long the effect of the medicine would last, so he quickly asked someone to jump down and finish him off.

Some of the people present tried to shirk responsibility and hesitated for a moment, but finally Qin Zhan jumped into the pit and swung his knife to chop it down.

These wild boars wasted their food so much yesterday that all the anger in their hearts was released at once.

For a moment, the only sound was the sound of Qin Zhan's knife cutting into flesh.

Seeing this, the remaining few people were no longer afraid and took turns to attack. Finally, the wild boar stopped grunting and became completely quiet.

Qin Zhan and his men had blood on their faces, and the bottom of the pit was filled with a mixture of feces, urine, and blood. The smell was so nauseating.

"Village chief, what are we going to do with so much meat?" Qin Zhan asked, raising his head.

"You happen to be down there," the village chief said, picking up a machete and handing it over. "Just chop the wild boar into small pieces and hand it up. I'll take it back and distribute it to each household."

If they are not handled separately, such large pigs will probably just rot here. If they are all moved back, the villagers can still have a few meals of meat.

Yes, a group of people lit a bonfire directly on the ground, and under the moonlight, they cut the wild boar into large and small pieces and transported them to each household.

After all the wild boars were dealt with, the morning light could already be seen. The few people who had divided the pigs in the pit were dragged up by everyone and lay directly on the ground, exhausted.

There were six wild boars, big and small, weighing nearly two thousand kilograms in total. Each family received dozens of kilograms of pork, including all the internal organs and pig bones.

A group of people didn't feel tired at all. This was all meat. In the years of food shortage, many families hadn't seen meat for a year.

By the time all the pork in the pit was moved, dawn had already appeared in the sky and everyone in Daqin Village fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Yun Zhenzhen looked at the pile of pork at home, estimating that it weighed about 100 pounds. After being happy, she became worried. Although there was a cellar at home, it was still September and the scorching heat had not subsided. The meat would become smelly in a few days.

There is not enough salt at home for pickling, so it seems I have to find another way.

The sun gradually rose. Yun Zhenzhen and Qin Li were sleeping soundly in the house. Qin Wen and Qin Nan were busy in the kitchen. They cut the leftover konjac into shreds and fried it into a plate of spicy and sour konjac. They also made a plate of potato pancakes and fried a small piece of wild boar meat with it.

When the two of them smelled the fragrance of the food, they didn't bother to catch up on their sleep and walked to the dining table with sleepy faces.

Qin Wen was about to sit down when Yun Zhenzhen spoke up: "Wait, take this wild boar meat to your grandparents."

Qin Wen blinked his eyes, very curious why his stepmother would always send some delicious food to his grandparents.

Seeing that he didn't move, Yun Zhenzhen said, "Those are your grandparents. Your father is gone, so shouldn't we honor them on his behalf?"

Qin Wen nodded happily after hearing this: "Okay, I want to honor my grandparents too."

"I want one too. I want one too." Qin Nan, who was sitting nearby, said with a smile.

After hearing this, Qin Wen prepared to go out.

"Wait!" Yun Zhenzhen took out the wild boar meat she had just put into her mouth and smacked her lips twice: "This meat is not right."

"This is my first time cooking wild boar meat." Qin Wen touched his head embarrassedly and said, "It may not taste very good."

I just cooked something and didn’t dare to taste it, so I don’t know if it’s delicious.

"It's not that you didn't cook well, it's the wild boar meat that's the problem. It's too fishy!"

Yun Zhenzhen looked at the meat in the bowl carefully. The fishy smell of wild boar was not easy to remove, so she had to think of a way.

Yun Zhenzhen suddenly remembered that when she went to the town, she had observed that many people were selling braised meat, and an idea gradually emerged in her mind.

At noon, at the strong request of several children, Yun Zhenzhen took a piece of wild boar meat and prepared to stew some braised meat to test the waters.

Yun Zhenzhen took out the seasonings of peppercorns, aniseed, soy sauce and salt that she had bought in the town a few times before, added a little homemade icing sugar, and braised the pork directly.