I really didn’t want to be a top student in the past era. Chapter 148: Selling mushrooms, my father was attacked, and the stupid young man fired a gun

"Get on the scale."

"Master, a total of ninety-three kilograms and five ounces of meat were produced."

"Ninety-three and a half pounds, what level is that?"

Old Man Liang stared at the big scale. He knew this thing, but he didn't know how to determine the grade of the pig.

"Ninety-three and a half pounds?"

Han Rongrong was calculating in his mind, and Gao Lei and Xiaopang were also calculating in their minds.

"Level seven."

Master Ma said calmly, "One hundred and forty-three pounds of hairy pig."

"What, it's not one hundred and forty-six pounds, why is it missing three pounds?"

"Old man, I told you when I was weighed just now, and you saw it with your own eyes."

"Besides, old man, are you sure it's one hundred and forty-six pounds? If it's really one hundred and forty-six pounds, you're a pig at level eight." The young apprentice said with a smile. "You can do the math and see if it's a good deal."

"It's really level seven."

Old man Liang remembered what the kid said yesterday, think about it carefully. If you really see the knife, it depends on your luck if you reach the seventh level. But if the pig hadn't lost a few pounds in one night and increased the meat yield, I'm afraid it would be

He has really become a level 8 pig.

"Level seven."

Han Rongrong clapped her hands. Yes, she calculated it and compared it with the booklet. The meat yield rate of grade seven pigs was 65%. "What Li Anle said was really accurate. I didn't expect this guy to be so good at inspecting pigs."

"Really level seven?"

Gao Lei was a little dumbfounded. How could this be possible? How could such a big kid know how to inspect pigs? This is the skill of master chefs. "Are you sure?"

"What are you talking about? I have been using this steel scale for decades and it has never made a mistake."

How did this child speak? He was wrong. After so many years, he could still be wrong with this little meat. Gao Lei was scolded, and he muttered and mumbled a few words: What happened in the past few decades? Empiricism is not necessary.

of.

"Your cousin..."

"He has a bad mind."

"Forget about him, why hasn't Li Anle come yet?"

Little Fatty Didigu, it’s going to be dawn soon, what’s going on?

"Did you fall down on the road?"

Han Rongrong beeped, the weigh-in was over now, and Li Anle was not seen coming.

"Ah sneeze."

Li Anle rubbed his nose, blaming my dad for what he had just asked him to do, and the bed was not even heated enough. "Continue to sleep." It was not dark outside yet, and children slept less, which affected their physical development.

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"Peace, peace."

"What are you doing?"

Li Anle rubbed his eyes and looked up at the slightly bright sky outside.

"Would you like an ice pick?"

Li Anju and Li Anwang poked Li Anle with big and thick ice picks, almost hitting Li Anle's face. "If you don't want to eat, why don't you eat ice picks in the morning? You won't have diarrhea."

Are you kidding me? Li Anle really wants to crack the heads of these two boys to see if they are sick.

"oh."

"Anle, why don't you get up and stew the big bones?"

Li Anle got up and almost forgot about Jiang Dagu. "Stew, let's stew now."

Yesterday I was too late to make a fuss and didn't make it in time. This time I have just enough time to stew until noon, just in time to eat. "You go prepare the firewood first, I will be here in a minute."

He touched the quilt and took out an egg. This was the egg that Li Anle asked Li Guoxi to buy from the commune. One egg a day, plus some piglet milk powder from Xueba Space, two meat buns would be perfect.

"What are you doing, kid? You just finished eating and you came to the kitchen again."

"Milk, stew big bones."

Li Anle held up the basket, which contained the big bones that An Cai had just cracked open with an adze borrowed from the brigade.

"Is it all stewed?"

"Um."

"Not much meat."

This is true, the whole basket may not contain a pound of meat.

"Xiaoju, come here and watch, don't set the stove on fire."

"Um."

The big bones were given to my sister-in-law and eldest sister to clean. Li Anle put the seasonings he bought into a gauze bag. This was the stuffing bag left by Li Anle using the leftover lining of Shiqin to make a coat. "Anle, why do you put so many ingredients?"

"This is how it tastes."

While talking, Li Anle sneaked back home to bring over the soy sauce and wine he bought yesterday, and poured half a bottle of soy sauce and three ounces of white wine.

Li Ju and Li Qi were stunned for a moment. They had never seen such a big posture before.

"Okay, let's burn the firewood for two hours."

If you don't have a pressure cooker, you can only use large firewood to burn it, and then stew it over low heat to get the flavor. Otherwise, it won't taste good and it won't taste good.

"Okay, let's light the fire."

Calling Li Anju and Li Anwang to watch more, Li Anle called his sister-in-law and Li Qi over. "Sister-in-law, eldest sister, here, this is the pig acceptance manual I wrote yesterday. It contains some of my experiences. You can read it.

look."

"Very good."

Li Ju hurriedly took it. "Take it quickly. This is a good thing. Anle. I won't thank you. If anything happens in the future, if I can help, please let me know."

"Acceptance Manual?"

Although Li Qi didn't know what it was for, but my sister-in-law was so excited, she was afraid that this thing was not simple, it must be something good.

"Li Anle."

Just as he was about to explain a few more words, a voice interrupted him, and Li Anle was stunned. "Han Rongrong?"

"Why is she here?"

Li Anle beeped, and Li Ju looked strange. "Anle, you forgot, yesterday you promised to go to the food station to see the pig butcher."

"Have it?"

"have."

Han Rongrong looked at Li Anle, well, he got up before four o'clock and waited for several hours, and this guy actually said yes. "I asked you yesterday, and you agreed straight away."

"When I speak, I always speak in two words."

Li Anle muttered, "Just listen to me, there's nothing you can do about it, just say one less thing."

"I forgot that."

It's less than four o'clock, you're not afraid of the cold, Li Anle said. "Just in time, you're here. I'll treat you to some big bones with soy sauce later. It tastes so good."

"Soy big bones, can you make them?"

"Of course, for such a simple dish, I am Chef Li." Li Anle said heartily, children are children, and they forgot about the previous things in a few words.

"snort."

Han Rongrong decided that next time he would believe Li Anle, he would be a puppy, and he would still be a barking puppy. "Let's go, I'll take you to see some good things."

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"Mushroom."

"Mugu?"

Han Rongrong followed Li Anle to the compost pile area outside the backyard. "Look, it's beautiful."

"What kind of mushroom is this?"

"Poison Mushroom."

"The five-color one looks good, I managed to grow it." Li Anle said proudly.

"How do you grow poisonous mushrooms?"

"nice."
To be continued...