Canghai squatted on the ground smoking, listening to the villagers chatting about family matters, what new things happened in a village, and which two people in the village had a group fight over something. Anyway, it was all about family matters, and I don’t know why these old and young men were so concerned about such news.

It goes without saying that Li Liren's craftsmanship is very good. Last year, several sheep from Canghai's family were peeled by Li Liren. After Canghai squatted for about ten minutes, Li Liren peeled the whole sheep clean, and a whole piece of sheepskin was hung on an old dead tree in front of his earthen platform.

The old tree has been dead for many years. Now even if there is water, it cannot be saved. Last year, there is no movement, this year, no buds are spit out. It seems that my nephew attended the funeral - it is no longer saved (uncle).

"Sheepskin is made of a jacket?" Cang Hai asked openly as he looked at the sheepskin hanging on the dead tree.

Hu Shijie smiled and said, "It's still a bit too hard there. When I'm waiting to go to the town, I'm selling it directly to the leather merchants. Now there are not many people wearing sheepskin coats."

Canghai thought about it and thought it was the same. Now he rarely sees sheepskin coats that were common in the past. Not to mention that they were in the market town, even no one in the village was wearing them.

It is also a good thing not to wear it, because the country people do not pass the skills of kneading leather. Even if they work hard, few people can rub the smell of mutton on sheepskin. Usually, there will always be a smell when they wear it on their bodies. In addition, the water source was tight before, so they didn't take a bath once a month, and then put on a sheepskin coat. The smell on the body can be imagined.

At this moment, Liu Aifen had already taken a large wooden barrel and placed it under the sheep. Li Liren poked and pulled the sheep's belly with a sharp knife, and directly cut the sheep's belly. Liu Aifen reached out and pulled it, and the sheep's internal organs fell into the wooden barrel.

"Haiwazi, do you want meat?" Li Liren raised his head and asked Canghai.

Canghai replied: "Well, I need all the meat. I will come to my house tonight and prepare to eat shabu."

"Shabu shabu?"

Li Liren said: "It's not okay to have mutton but mutton. I'll take a plate of mutton blood back later. Then I'll put it in the pot and mix some sauce. It tastes so beautiful."

"I'll order you to put your sheep lungs later."

"I'll send you some more when I've taken care of the sheep intestines."

Listening to what the villagers said, Cang Hai repeatedly thanked: "No, no, just have meat. The guests who come are carnivorous animals and do not eat internal organs."

"What kind of guest?"

"Wen Yidao, the boss of the Western Tree Planting Company, is the foreigner," Cang Hai said.

Everyone nodded and said, "So it's him."

A foreigner came here to plant trees, not to mention the people in the town, there were not many people in the county town that didn’t know about it. This matter was too explosive for the people in the small county town. The small county town is not a big city, and there were not many foreign faces from the founding country to the country. Therefore, Wen Yidao’s reputation is now far higher than the boss behind Canghai.

"Are you free to come to my house to accompany you?" Cang Hai immediately asked when he saw everyone gathering so many things.

"Aren't you polite to us?" Hu Shijie asked.

"I'm so kind to you guys, why are you?" Cang Hai smiled.

Hu Shijie was interested in Wen Yidao and said, "Then can I go?"

"Everyone comes, everyone comes!" Cang Hai immediately opened his mouth and said as soon as he saw it.

Just like that, the old men in the village became guests for Canghai.

When four or five people were seen, Canghai had to turn back and make more side dishes that he had prepared to save time to not have enough time to eat.

Canghai had finished washing the vegetables, and Li Liren came with the newly prepared mutton.

"Haiwazi, how do you think of this meat?" Li Lixu showed off at Canghai with the meat in his hand.

When Cang Hai saw the mutton, he immediately gave his thumbs up: "It's so beautiful."

The newly killed mutton has an attractive pink color, and you can see some oily flowers between the muscles from time to time. There is nothing to choose between appearance and freshness. In addition, it is raised in the village, most of them are fed grass, and a little grain is appropriate. Although it is not as good as the mutton that Canghai family had pure grass fed last year, it is now placed in supermarkets in big cities. If you want to buy such mutton, you have to have great luck.

"What do you think you're making?" Li Liren not only brought her mouth to eat, but also prepared to cook mutton.

"Make half of the lamb chops and cut lamb legs. Your skill is good. You should cut as thin as possible and cook as quickly as possible." Cang Hai put forward his own request.

Li Liren nodded, took the mutton to the kitchen operation table, pulled the bone-cutting wheel and started to split the meat a few times.

The meat I didn't use today was handed over to Canghai for treatment. Li Liren continued to divide the lamb chops and pick the big bones. The lamb chops were chopped into three or four centimeters in length, all of which were beautiful steaks, which were a piece of rib in the middle and a circle of meat around them. The big bones picked out from the lamb legs were chopped twice, and they were used to simmer the broth as the base soup for shabu shabu.

"Ping'an, why are you crazy? Come and make a fire quickly. Such a big kid has no eyesight at all." Li Liren saw Ping'an squatting outside and playing with the dog orangutan, and immediately brought the kid to burn the fire.

"Okay!"

Ping'an heard this and patted his butt and ran to the back of the earth stove, and began to set up a fire and cook the pot.

Li Liren is a master when making mutton, and Canghai can only be a student. As a chef who used to do things for people, Li Liren's cooking skills are not first-class, but she has an absolute public taste. As a chef in the northwest, it is almost a matter of talent.

Besides, which family here who is involved in business and funerals would hire a chef who can't even make a mutton banquet.

The lamb bones were put into the pot, boiled and removed the foam, took it out and passed it into cold water, washed it, put it in the pot and simmered it over low heat, started to make the lamb chops again, and cut the lamb.

Canghai's sword was sharp, and Li Licheng's work was good, and the mutton was scratched as thin as a piece of paper.

"Grandpa Li Er, your craft is really amazing," Cang Hai praised,

Li Liren said, "Your knife is really good, where can I buy it for how much?"

Li Liren originally thought that he would also make such a good knife, but when he heard Cang Hai's poster, he immediately stopped thinking about it. He was reluctant to spend such a large sum of money to buy a kitchen knife.

"Come on! Sheep's Intestine"

At this time, with a shout, Li Licheng appeared at the door, holding a small basin in his hand, which contained a small half of washed and cut sheep intestines.

“Where is it?”

Li Liren reached out and pointed to the operating table next to him: "Just put it in, wait for them to take the things over and stew them."

Not long after Li Licheng arrived, the others came with their own things. Finally, they came from Canghai’s third uncle and third aunt.

Li Liren and Cang Hai were busy in the kitchen, while the rest were squatting on the platform in front of Cang Hai’s house and continued chatting nonsense and waiting for the meal.

"The person is here!"

"Haiwazi, that boss Wen is here."

Cang Hai, who was busy in the kitchen, heard it and stretched his head to look outside. Sure enough, he found a small figure walking towards the village in the distance, as if the figure was riding a livestock.

Li Liren also saw it, so he said to Canghai: "Haiwazi, if you go to receive the guests, we will be ready here soon."

"Okay, the pot is right next to you, you can do it yourself," Cang Hai said.

As he said that, he wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen and walked towards the entrance of the village.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I happened to meet Wen Yidao.

"How do you ride a mule?"

As soon as he saw Wen Yidao, Canghai asked with a smile.

Wen Yidao, who was tall and big, was still a short mule, a little taller than a donkey, and his legs were almost touching the ground. In addition, he was dressed up now, and his foreign face looked very funny with the clothes of an old country farmer.

Wen Yidao disagreed and tilted his body down from the mule: "This place is suitable for mules. The two horses I bought have been tossed and broken in just one year, and there is no way to sell them. By the way, the conditions in your place are good, not as miserable as you said, it is much better than ours."

"Last year, the rain was good, and some grass grew," Canghai said casually.

After taking the reins from Wen Yidao's hand, Cang Hai tied the mule directly to the tree next to him.

"Get some grass" Wen Yidao immediately said when he saw Cangjiang's pose.

"You won't leave tonight. If you don't leave, you go up and I'll tie the mule to the village cafeteria." Cang Hai nodded when he saw Wen, untied the reins and led the mule to the village cafeteria.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, he tied the mule and returned to his home, Wen Yidao was already squatting on the ground like Hu Shijie and others and seemed to be having a lot of chatting.

"No need to introduce it, right?" Cang Hai said with a smile.

"No need to introduce it, we all know Boss Wen," Li Licheng said with a smile.

Canghai squatted beside Wen Yidao. After listening for a while, he understood that Wen Yidao is talking about the scriptures for getting rich. Regardless of whether it is correct or not, Wen Yidao's conversation is very confusing. Canghai felt that he had encountered a lecturer who was circulating the pyramid scheme.

"Eat for dinner!"

With Li Licheng's shout, everyone who was originally squatting on the ground started to work hard. Those who set up tables and looked for benches. Those who were not able to have enough benches and were close to them went home to bring their own benches over.

The table is a big back table, with a hole in the middle to place a basin. This table is not from Canghai’s house, but from Li Liren’s house. The hole in the middle of the pot is not small. It can be placed with an iron basin with a diameter of 40 to 50 cm, and there is a fire-mounted rack below, which is completely a country-style big hot pot.

The big basin is full of meat, with mutton mixed with mutton bones, making milky white soup, and a layer of red pepper oil floats on the top of the soup. When the meat is put on, it immediately smells full of the aroma.

A few bottles of wine were placed on the table, two bowls in front of each person, a large bowl of meat and a small bowl for drinking. The wine in each person's small bowl was filled with four bottles of wine, and the bottles were empty.

Canghai is the master, so I have to say a few words to the beginning of the meal. Seeing everyone looking at him, Canghai stood up with a bowl on his back.

"What are you saying? Forget it, everyone will pick up the wine in the bowl and eat and drink well!"
Chapter completed!