Damao and the others couldn't help but look at each other, and they were secretly bitter.

If they had known this, they should have slipped to the Zuo family.

Maybe you can get a bowl of pork to eat.

Too depressed!

Xiao Jianren seemed to notice their little movements and looked up at them.

"Shake a hammer!"

"If they kill pigs, we won't kill pigs?"

"Did you forget what happened last time?"

The eyes of Damao people suddenly lit up.

yes!

The Zuo family can kill pigs, and they can also kill them!

The Zuo family had just killed three pigs, so many mouths were opened.

They killed a pig, and there were only a few people.

I can't finish it for a few days!

...

Zuo Yang personally put the pot and stewed all three pigs into the pot.

Everyone gathered around the edge of the pot, saliva was almost falling out.

Although pigs are also fed in the ditch.

But throughout the year, I can't eat it a few times.

It’s really the first time that the big girl is in the sedan chair when she let go of her belly!

"Yangwa, when will this meat be cooked?"

Wang Fugui surrounded the pot and his saliva almost fell into it, and he couldn't wait.

Since he had eaten wild boar meat last time, he hasn't eaten meat for a long time and has been greedy for a long time.

"I think I'm afraid I'm familiar?"

Ma Dascar surrounded the edge of the pot, rubbed his hands anxiously, wishing he could jump into the pot now.

"You guys are so anxious. Didn't you see that you are still doing it? Wait first!"

The donkey screamed strangely.

Even though he said that, his saliva was longer than that of Wang Fugui and Ma Dascar.

The old men, Deneng and others, also came over and surrounded him, bragging and smoking.

Looking at the harmonious scene of Zuo Yang and the others, Deneng was very relieved and showed a happy smile.

The road was about to be built in the ditch, and he suddenly felt that there was new hope.

If the road is open in the future and the woman outside is willing to come in, maybe her son Wang Fugui can marry another wife.

His only wish in his life was to see his own grandson.

"It's time to start!"

I don’t know how long it took, Zuo Yang shouted.

As soon as they heard the boiling pot, everyone suddenly gathered around.

Zuo Yang handed over the job of scooping rice to the shouting donkey.

"Come on one by one, don't squeeze it. There's so much meat, hurry up!"

The donkey controlled the rice spoon and shouted loudly.

After everyone finally ate the wild boar meat made by Zuo Yang, their eyes lit up and they screamed.

"Wow! It's delicious, so delicious!"

"The taste is so delicious, I have never eaten anything so delicious!"

"Oh my God, is this dragon meat?"

Even shouting at the donkey was exclaiming.

When did Zuo Yang's cooking skills become so good?
Chapter completed!