The campsite was bustling with activity.
Ah Meow and Crispy Noodles were waiting for their meal, one on a tree and the other under a tree. One of them was grilling the pike they had caught, which was their delicacy.
When the pickup truck returned, they were shocked to see a big, black, fat pig appear.
The black pig howled all the way. After it was dragged out of the truck, it knocked the unsuspecting Hans away and ran into the woods around the campsite. Obviously, it knew that the campsite was not friendly to it.
Hans staggered and screamed, "F * ck you! Go, it dared to knock me! "
Turis said, "Big Fox, this is a male pig. Are you sure you want to f * ck it?"
"Stop talking nonsense, catch it!"
A few people chased after the black pig. The black pig's four hooves were flying. Don't be fooled by its fat body, it was indeed very fast when it ran.
Soon it reached the edge of the campsite, but the campsite was surrounded by barbed wire. It could not see clearly at night and was stopped when it bumped into the fence.
The people chasing after it laughed. Hans waved and said, "Go, go into the house and take out my butcher. It's time to let it see blood!"
Godzilla took out his bayonet. The black pig panicked and ran into the barbed wire.
In front of everyone's shocked eyes, the barbed wire was forcibly torn apart. The black pig made a hole and struggled to run out.
Ah Meow immediately stood up and pressed his front paws on the top of the tree. His slender body stretched and he once again assumed the posture of a tiger roaring in the forest. With a howl, he ran towards the black pig.
The ocelot also had long legs. It was fast and had strong explosive power. Before the black pig could break free from the barbed wire, Ah Meow pounced on it.
However, the black pig was too big. Ah Meow pounced on it and bit it, but the black pig did not feel anything. With a shake of its body, it shook Ah Meow away.
Godzilla arrived soon after. He reached out and grabbed the black pig's tail. He pulled the black pig back in a domineering manner.
Big Quinn went up to help. The two of them pinned the black pig to the ground. Hans ran over to stab it, but Godzilla quickly stopped him. "No."
"What's wrong?" Hans asked curiously.
Godzilla said simply, "They'll go crazy. I can't hold them down."
After tying up the pig's leg, Big Quinn took out a sharp knife and prepared to butcher the pig.
The Playboy who had heard the news covered his eyes hypocritically and said, "Don't, don't watch me slaughter the pig. I can't bear to watch such a cruel scene."
"Screw you, kill him!" Hans said exasperatedly. His thigh had been hit by the black pig, and it was getting more and more painful. A layer of skin had been scraped off.
Li Du stopped Big Quinn and said, "Find a secluded place to kill the pig. Don't let Ah Meow and Crispy Noodles see it. They're still kids."
Ah Meow and Crispy Noodles did not treat themselves as children. They watched excitedly from the side. Because they were small, they were blocked by the crowd. They even actively squeezed to the front of the crowd, waiting to fish in troubled waters for a piece of meat.
Both Big Quinn and Godzilla were experts at slaughtering livestock. They drained the blood, shaved the pig, cut open the stomach, and removed the internal organs. The rest of the work was to wash the residual blood and divide the meat.
Americans did not eat animal organs, or rather, Christians did not eat them. However, Li Du could eat them. Ah Meow and Crispy Noodles could also eat them, so he cleaned them and kept them.
Big Quinn watched him put them into the freezer and said, "Boss, just cook it and feed it to Ah Meow."
"Who said anything about feeding Ah Meow? I'll keep it for myself. "
"What?" Big Quinn asked in shock.
Godzilla said in a muffled voice, "Leave me a piece of pig liver and lung. I like them too."
Big Quinn was even more shocked.
The pig's head, trotters, and tail were all inedible in the eyes of Christians. However, in Li Du's eyes, they were all delicacies, even more delicious than pork.
Big Quinn was good at handling pork. He cut the pork shoulder from top to bottom. This was a large piece of meat at the junction of the pig's foreleg and shoulder. It was the top part of the foreleg and had a peculiar shape.
Big Quinn rolled up this piece of meat with plastic wrap and said, "This meat is suitable for barbecuing. It tastes delicious. The ratio of fat to lean meat is the best."
"Then let's roast it quickly," Turis said anxiously.
Li Du said, "No, no, this pork has to be processed and frozen. What if there are parasites?"
Freezing was one of the methods Americans used to deal with parasites in fresh meat. They didn't care about eating fresh meat, but rather processed it before eating. They paid attention to food safety.
Next was the shoulder blade. This was the back half of the pig's shoulder. It was shaped like a cube and had a lot of meat. It looked quite tempting.
Big Quinn added, "If anyone likes to eat North Carolina shredded pork, they'd better use this."
Hans looked at the crowd and smiled. "What do you guys think? North Carolina roast pork should be cut with a knife or shredded with hands?"
This was a topic of debate in America. In China, there would be arguments about whether tofu jelly was salty or sweet, whether tomato scrambled eggs should be sugar or salt, whether zongzi should be sweet or salty. Americans would also argue about whether North Carolina roast pork should be cut with a knife or shredded with hands.
Hans had successfully stirred up a topic of debate. The crowd started to make a ruckus.
"It should be shredded with hands. When I ate pit roast pork in Windsor, they tore it into pieces and served it on the table, dipped it in mustard sauce."
"Windsor is full of farmers. Of course farmers would eat it that way. In Charlotte's restaurant, it's definitely cut with a knife, with some skin and cut into small pieces. That's so cool!"
"Yes, cut with a knife. South Carolina is also cut with a knife, but in thin slices, not small pieces …"
Big Quinn also wanted to argue, but Li Du patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hurry up and clear your pork. Big Fox is buying time for you. Don't you understand?"
This group of people knew that the Berkeley pork was delicious. They surrounded the pork and wanted to eat it. Li Du and Hans wanted to keep the pork for themselves.
Big Quinn showed his skills like a butcher dismembering an ox. The knife quickly moved around the pig's body, cut the meat into large pieces, and separated the ribs. The pig was ready in half an hour.
The Berkeley Black Pig's bones were very thick, so there was less meat. A fat pig looked like it weighed 200 pounds, but after removing the pig's head, trotters, blood, ribs, and internal organs, there was only 60 pounds of meat left!
This was the reason why Li Du didn't want to eat pork at the party. He wanted to give it away as a gift. 60 pounds of meat was not enough for this group of animals.
The treasure hunters could only laugh and scold Li Du and Hans for being stingy. Li Du took out a piece of rib and let Big Quinn roast it. He kept the rest.
To him, the pork was not very tempting. Instead, the scene of Big Quinn killing the pig and the crowd watching gave him a good feeling.
This reminded him of the scene of his hometown when he was young. Now, with people's living conditions getting better, there was no longer a pig slaughter program during the New Year, so there was no longer any meaning to celebrating the New Year.
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