Besides, we'll have lunch at home today, so we can eat this pig's blood.
Everyone was a skilled worker, so by eleven o'clock, the meat had already been divided.
Zhou Yongbing cut off a large piece of meat, wanting to share it with the three of them.
"Our family still has meat, you need more, we are real relatives. No need for these superficial niceties."
Zhou Yongbing nodded appreciatively, and took the meat into the kitchen.
"Xiao Bing, don't eat this meat. You all keep it. We're going to stew pig's blood for lunch today."
Lunch consisted of two trays of cornmeal buns. Underneath was stewed sauerkraut, and pork blood stir-fried with scallions. It also contained chili peppers. The taste was exceptionally good.
In the afternoon, four men ground white flour, and Zhou Yongbing also purchased six hundred jin of white flour to take back for the three sisters.
