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Wang Degui, who had killed the rabbit, obviously didn't dare to knife the sheep. Wang Ping accepted the knife in his father's hands and quickly bleed the sheep and peeled off the skin while it was hot. It took a total of ten minutes.

This is the first time Wang Ping's killing a sheep. With the skills in the cookbook, he fumbled, tried, and dealt with it.

He feels that if he is proficient in killing, he will be able to dismember it into several pieces within five minutes.

Some unmanageable internal organs were thrown to the big yellow dog, and the eagle was also forgotten.

The eagle, which was continuously stimulated by the **** smell, was a little counseled at this time. It felt that this human being was a bit ruthless. If he was not obedient, he might end up the same as the bamboo rat and the lamb.

During these two days of senior high school entrance examination, Wang Ping'an didn't let her mother worry about cooking, so she called ahead and asked her to eat in Taoyuan at night.

Wang Ping'an was preparing the ingredients for the evening. Xiaoqiang finally brought the wine. A motorcycle tricycle pulled six large jars, one jar was fifty kilograms. The seal was intact and there were obvious signs of storage.

"Oh, Erbao, your little life is really moist, but it's just a year, and you are willing to kill the sheep?" Xiaoqiang stared at the scene, looking at the scene of the sheep killing, envious of the bad.

"Your family has a good drink every day, and I envy it too. Don't leave at night, let's eat and drink together?" Wang Ping was not familiar with him. He used to play less and tried to send out invitations.

"Haha, really, then I'm welcome. Let me tell you the truth. My dad doesn't know why I was angry. I just smoked a meal just now. I'm worried that I have no place to eat at night."

Xiaoqiang said, lifting the vest to reveal a few red stamps on the back, like the traces left by the wand.

Wang Ping'an understands that in order to fulfill the contract and sell these wines, Xiaoqiang was beaten.

For this integrity, Wang Ping'an had to ask him to drink.

"Laiwang, pick a few peaches and wash them, let Xiaoqiang taste it. He came here for the first time and has not eaten the peaches from our Taoyuan."

"Hey, okay, I'll pick it in the past." Laiwang should say, although I don't know why Wang Ping's looks at Xiaoqiang differently, obedience is the basic ability of employees.

"Pick one more, I want to eat too." Wang Wencai said drunkenly, still remembering the deliciousness of peaches, and didn't want to miss any chance.

Wang Ping's first cooked half a pot of mutton soup with lamb bones and finely minced mutton, which can be drunk or seasoned for use in other dishes.

After cleaning up the internal organs, I made a stir-fried lamb shreds, fried lamb blood with leek, spicy lamb soup, and cumin lamb.

Tonight there are a lot of people, all of them are made in large portions, and two seasonal vegetables are added, which is basically complete.

However, there is a lot of food here. When Wang Ping's was cooking, some people had raised the charcoal fire, grilled dozens of mutton skewers, and piled a large plate full of them, exuding the unique flavor of barbecue.

When Su Wenting came to the Tin House, Wang Ping just opened a large jar of aged sorghum wine, which instantly filled the house with aroma, and even the non-drinkers smelled it excellent.

"What's the holiday today, are you killing sheep and drinking wine again?" Su Wenting asked curiously.

"I don't know, it was my dad who did it." Wang Ping's face was dumbfounded, and he looked at Wang Degui who had just sobered up.

"I don't know ... well, okay, I don't know what happened, I just felt happy."

Wang Degui wanted to speak the truth, but suddenly felt that it was so despicable, that the bald man suddenly died, and he should not be so excited and so celebrated.

And Laiwang and Wang Wen could only follow and said: "We don't know, we just spend time with our uncle."

"I'm here to rub the rice." Xiao Qiang raised his hand to explain, proving that there was nothing of his own in this, very innocent.

"Oh, what a coincidence, I suddenly felt very happy today. Then everyone have a drink together?" Su Wenting said, having received a jug of wine that Wang Ping had just poured and sat at the table.

She said so, everyone was relieved, so they were happy, everyone sat together and began to eat and drink.

"Ouch, this lamb is so tender. Although this man is very bad, this lamb is all grown up eating grass, all natural breeding, almost no feed, this meat is really fragrant."

"This wine is not bad. Xiaoqiang's wine is no worse than Jiuye's brewing. Come on, toast for good wine and good food."

"To be fair, the main thing is that Erbao is good at cooking, and these dishes are absolutely burnt. I went to the city restaurant for a feast, and none of them taste good here."

A few glasses of wine went down a bit, and began to toast each other, the host and the host were happy.

After the meal, Laiwang sent Wang Wencai home, and Wang Ping'an wanted to send Xiaoqiang home. As for Wang Degui and Su Wenting, they had a good drink and were not drunk. They held hands and took two walks home.

Wang Ping'an delivered Xiaoqiang to the door of the house. When he knocked on the door, he heard an angry and old voice scolding: "Xiaoqiang, you son of the turtle, don't come back if you have a species. Laozi stores twelve years of sorghum old wine, but you sell it at a low price. Lost!

Based on your ability, can you drink the brewed wine? What's the matter with the old liquor stored by Laozi? "

Xiaoqiang drank too much, and when he heard his father saying this, he was anxious and stood outside the door and shouted: "Why, I am also advertising for the family business, isn't it three hundred pounds of old wine? Store it again. If you are reluctant, I will pay you three hundred pounds. "

"Pay me, how do you pay? With your three-legged cat's brewing skills, you won't be able to pay in a lifetime." The old man was so angry that he opened the door and wanted to teach his son again.

However, when I opened the door, I saw Wang Ping's arms supporting his son, a smile on his face, a stomach full of anger, and he endured it. The stick in his hand was also hidden behind him.

"Erbao, Xiaoqiang went to drink with you at night?"

"That's right ... Actually, I bought the wine. I don't know if it would happen like this. I bought it for thirty yuan a catty. What's the difference? If you say the number, I'll give it to you now."

"It's still ... forget, the man in Wangjing Village, spitting and pitting, Xiaoqiang said how much, that's how much. My family is not short of that wine, I just don't get used to his bragging."

The old man said, took Xiaoqiang over, and the stick in his hand was quietly thrown away.

"Thank you, uncle, this is the peaches grown in my family. I'll pick a few for you to try." Wang Ping said, handing over a convenient bag of peaches.

"This, how embarrassing ... Thank you, Erbao, come and sit in the house." Xiaoqiang's mother also came out, took the peach, smelled the fragrance of Shennong peach, remembered the legend of the village, the smile on her face More.

"No, I should go back. Xiaoqiang's motorcycle was in my Taoyuan for three rounds. Tomorrow the wine awoke, let him take time to open." Wang Ping An finished and left.

I have to go to bed early today, and I will take the third driving test tomorrow. After finishing the third pass, I will be one step closer to getting the permit.