sbdcsierra Chapter 215 Blood Sausage, This is the Taste!
Chapter 215 Blood Sausage, This is the Taste!
When Lu Zhiqiang arrived with Hua Er, he saw that the old sow had already been pinned to death by Da Hu.
The tiger viciously bit the sow's anus, tearing out a large section of her intestines. It was furious and frantically biting, causing the sow to scream in pain and writhe from side to side, trying to shake off the two little wolfhounds hanging from her ears.
Lu Zhiqiang clicked his tongue and grimaced, "This animal is really pitiful."
Li Ju'an had already run over with the rope, while Lu Zhiqiang, who was far away, suddenly pulled out his Type 54 pistol and fired a shot.
The shot missed the sow's ear and instead struck her back. The sow, in pain, struggled desperately forward, ignoring her torn intestines and lunging at Li Ju'an with incredible speed.
Li Ju'an pulled out a condom and cursed, "You little brat, you're in the way."
Lu Zhiqiang retorted, "How am I in the way? Why are you taking out the rope?"
He wanted to use the Big 54 again, but Lu Jinyang couldn't stand it anymore and said, "You can't kill it no matter how much you hit it, it will only make the sow run wild."
Everyone says the Lu brothers are of one mind, otherwise how could they be a family? The one who truly understands Lu Zhiqiang is Lu Jinyang.
Lu Zhiqiang was still unconvinced and insisted on using the large 54 pistol to hit the sow again. Lu Jinyang shouted, "If you can't get any blood sausage later, go to Xiaoling Village and get a 700-jin orphan pig yourself."
On the way, Li Ju'an told the two men about the large orphan pig that Xiaoling Village was going to hunt. The two men were amazed to hear that Xiaoling Village was raising sows, and then a large orphan pig appeared in the pigsty.
Upon hearing that the two were planning to get pig blood sausage, Lu Zhiqiang couldn't stop drooling; his mouth was watering as he thought about how delicious it was. It had to be freshly slaughtered pig blood to taste good!
"Then what should we do? Let's tie this big sow up."
Lu Zhiqiang finally realized what was happening and, like Li Ju'an, untied the hemp rope from his waist.
Fortunately, the two yellow-haired dogs were already dead. The hunting dogs, including Hua Er, Bai Danzi, Hei Bao, and Bai Mastiff, abandoned the dead yellow-haired dogs and ran over quickly, joining Da Hu in subduing the sow.
A pack of hunting dogs pounced on the sow, tearing at her and making her howl in pain. The white mastiff, being the heaviest, pressed down on the sow, forcing her to lie on her side. She struggled a few times but couldn't get up.
Seeing that there was no danger, Iron Hammer eagerly ran over to lend a helping hand.
Iron Hammer wagged its tail and glanced at Li Ju'an, as if to say: Look, I also contributed, hey, you'll get a bigger share of the good meat later.
The heavy iron hammer, having eaten the most, was no less imposing. The dogs, adding to the iron hammer's weight, pressed down entirely on the sow's belly, finally causing the 260-pound sow to gasp for breath, unable to struggle any longer.
Seeing an opportunity, Li Ju'an tied a knot in the hemp rope, grabbed the sow's leg, and put the rope around her leg.
With its legs tethered, the sow could no longer jump around or escape quickly; it was now truly caught.
Lu Zhiqiang was still craving pig blood sausage when he laughed and said, "I haven't even finished cutting the tongs yet, and you've already given me three pigs for free. Here comes the pig blood sausage."
Li Ju'an teased him, jokingly saying, "Those who don't work don't get any shares. If you want some blood sausage, go get it yourself."
Lu Zhiqiang was provoked. This provocation ignited his short temper, and he actually took off his gag, spat twice on his hands, rubbed them together, and shouted, "It's just taking pig's blood, what's the big deal? A real man will stab a pig in the neck to get blood!"
He decisively pulled the dagger from the rope at his waist and was about to stab the sow in the throat. He was afraid of stabbing the wrong spot and being laughed at by the two of them, especially by Lu Jinyang when he got home and told his second aunt and Lu Wenqian. So he was determined to stab her until she bled.
He pressed down on the sow's neck with his left hand, ready to strike. But even though the sow was restrained by the hunting dogs, her ferocity remained undiminished, and she swung her head at his hand to bite.
Lu Zhiqiang was lucky to react quickly, and with a shout, he flung his hand away to dodge. But the pig's head kept probing and trying to bite, and he didn't dare to step forward to press it down. He bounced back and forth with the knife in his left and right hands, but after a long time, he still couldn't shave off a single hair.
Li Ju'an and Lu Jinyang waited and waited, only to see Lu Zhiqiang waving his hands at the air. He had to find a way to save face and complained, "The wild boar's snout is in the way. If it weren't for that snout, we would have gotten the pig's blood long ago."
The two exchanged a smile, and Li Ju'an actually handed him a wire snare, saying, "Now you have a handy tool. Don't say I didn't give you a way out."
Lu Zhiqiang wasn't annoyed. He took the wire snare, measured the pig's snout, and cheerfully told Lu Jinyang to go and chop a stick, a thicker one at that.
Lu Jinyang picked up some things nearby and found a stick, about the thickness of a pickaxe handle. Lu Zhiqiang cursed and used the stick to pry open the snare, joining the thin wires together. These wires were old wires used by Li Ju'an, burned when the snare was set, so they had low tensile strength, just right for snares on wild boars.
After bringing the six thin wires together, Lu Zhiqiang used a stick to hold the wire snare, then suddenly put it over the sow's mouth. He then grabbed the stick and pulled hard backward, tightening the snare around the sow's mouth until it was perfectly locked, finally stopping the struggling sow from spitting out its mouth.
Lu Zhiqiang was covered in sweat from his work, his undershirt soaked through, but he was in high spirits. He laughed heartily and shouted triumphantly, "This thing is really strong! Tonight we'll have some fresh blood sausage!"
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The two yellow-haired dogs were dead. The three of them cut them open in the snow and fed their hearts, livers, and lungs to the dogs.
The lead dog, Da Hu, ate the best, taking the whole heart to gnaw on. Li Ju'an threw the liver and lungs to the other dogs to tear and fight over, then he kept the thin intestines and hung the fat intestines on a high branch as an offering to the mountain god.
After the three of them unloaded all the traps, they dragged the heavy sled back to their family village, feeling incredibly happy.
Three wild boars are easy to divide, one for each person.
But all three of them were craving pig blood sausage, so they decided to prepare it together and eat it.
The Lu family volunteered, and the old sow got busy. Lu's second aunt was the most enthusiastic; seeing such a big sow, she grinned from ear to ear, carrying an aluminum basin, a long rolling pin, and a spoon, offering to help catch the pig's blood.
The sow was still alive, but her snout was covered, so all her struggles were in vain.
Li Ju'an stabbed the sow in the neck with a knife. The sow rolled her eyes and kicked her bound legs, but she couldn't break free no matter how much she cried out.
What I want is fresh pig's blood.
Salt and water were put into the aluminum basin, and the pig's blood flowed down, but was held back by the basin. Aunt Lu kept stirring the basin with a long rolling pin and a spoon to prevent the pig's blood from coagulating.
The third and youngest aunts of the Lu family have already prepared to make blood sausage.