Written by Yanagi Cheng
If you say a lie three times, it will be true, and if you say it ten times, it will become the truth. Ladies and gentlemen, after reading this article, do you think it is true or false?
Some people posted on the Internet that the captain of the production team in those years ate and drank chili peppers, and the captain became the "emperor of the soil"; some people wrote novels saying that the production team was so hungry that they ate coal, and coal became a "delicacy". What I want to say is that the captain is not the emperor of the soil, and the masses are not hungry enough to eat coal, it is purely grandstanding.
This article reveals a true thing, that year I was the third captain of the production team, belonging to the last emperor Pu Yi of the same nature, said "fragrant and spicy" really once, that year the breeder "secretly" killed a pig, invited me and the accountant to eat a meal of pork, is the only time.
Our production team of 150 people, according to the great man's "one person, one pig", "one acre and one pig" indicators, have to raise 150 heads, this is the task. At that time, there was a row of houses on the edge of the fish pond, which was the pig house of the production team, which raised both sows and strong pigs, and more than 200 fat pigs were slaughtered every year, which was regarded as the completion of the glorious and arduous task assigned by the great man to the people of the whole country.
However, at that time, the pigs ate yam vine, carrots, water peanuts, water hyacinth, water floating lotus, these green feed, and the feed does not contain chemical additives to prevent pigs from getting sick, often sick, either high fever, or diarrhea, the phenomenon of dead pigs is often there. People will get sick if they eat whole grains, let alone pigs?
When I first started work that day, I was digging moisture with the members, and the breeder Uncle Liu rushed to the farmland in a hurry, and as soon as we met, I said that a pig had died in the pigsty, saying that it had died at night, and it was all hard. When I rushed over to see it, it was a piglet of more than 20 pounds. I said, "It's too small, throw it in the fish pond and feed the fish."
Before I finished work in the afternoon, the breeder came again and said to me mysteriously: Come to the pig house to eat meat later. It turned out that Second Uncle Liu didn't throw away the dead pig, he said that the little pig died of a sudden illness, and he was not thin, and his whole body was full of meat, so he killed it and burned it.
Alas, I haven't eaten pork for almost a month, and I'm hungry. In the evening, after a busy day, the villagers slept, and the accountant and I quietly came to the pig barn. There was no light in the pig house, and Second Uncle Liu picked us up at the door. As soon as you enter the room, the aroma of pork wafts into your nose.
Second Uncle Liu said that he couldn't light the lights, and if the lights were still on so late, it would be difficult to tell if he was bumped into by someone.
There was no table in the barn, and the bowl for meat was placed directly on the ground, and three bundles of straw handles were placed on the ground, and three people sat on the straw handles. There are no bowls and no chopsticks, so you can grab them with your hands. The meat is really fragrant, tender and juicy, and full of fragrance. Can't help but chew and swallow, it's like gobbling it up.
At this time, intoxicated with delicious enjoyment, he had long forgotten his identity, and had long forgotten that he was hiding in the dark and secretly eating meat from the whole team.
It was the most delicious pork I ever had in my life.
Speaking from the heart, the pork killed by more than 200 catties of pigs now looks good, but it always feels unfragrant in the mouth, and the entrance is dry and even has a peculiar smell. At that time, killing an old sow that was eliminated, or killing a pig of seventy or eighty pounds, killing and distributing the meat to the common people, was always fragrant when cooked.
Anyone who has experienced that era knows that during the production team, when a family cooked meat, the whole team smelled the fragrance. Who's cooking meat, you pass by before you knock on the door, and the smell wafting from the stove is enough to make your mouth water.
Alas, the native pigs raised in that era were gone, and were replaced by foreign pigs; they were originally fed grass and rough material, known as "grass pigs", and now they are fed with additives, known as "feed pigs"; it used to take a year to raise a pig, and the piglets of more than 20 catties that died also grew for two months, and now it is only four months to raise a pig.
For many reasons, the pork has no flavor now, not because pork is eaten more frequently now, and people's mouths are picky. A few years ago, when the local upper limit and killing order were not issued, the author also raised two pigs, and fed the pigs with potato vines, pumpkin vines, carrots and cherry seeds, mixed with bran, rice bran, and soybean meal.
Far from it. The next day, the aroma of the pork was still between my teeth, and I regretted it, why was I so selfish and ate the pork from the public house, which was a pig raised by the blood and sweat of all the members of the team. I really regret it, I should have brought the meat of the little pig to a five-guarantee household in the production team, and even gave him a little bit, and I was at ease.
Forty or fifty years have passed, and I still feel guilty when I think about it......