The Autumn Society was originally the fifth day of Wu after the beginning of autumn, but the fifth family was an immigrant from the East, following the tradition of Qi. Their social life was a little later and was set on the autumnal equinox.

Under the organization of the Fifth Reunion, almost all the civilians were dispatched. The strong man drove out four black pigs from the pigpen in the dockyard, tied the front feet and the hind legs together, and the shrill pig cries resounded throughout the interior.

The children were both scared and curious, and covered their ears and crawled into the crowd to see them.

But a group of people pressed the pig's body tightly, aimed the kitchen at its neck, carried a sharp white knife into the red knife, and someone came out with a basin on the side to catch blood. After putting all the pigs down, they were even more troublesome to shave and bleed. Everyone rolled up their sleeves to help, and there was a bloody smell everywhere.

The pork was cut by everyone in the shed set up under the tree. At this time, another group of people also lit the stove fire. Several large pottery pots were poured over and put them on top of them and cooked them with fire. The flesh with blood was rinsed casually with well water, and threw them in large pieces - salt had not been added yet.

The yellow and orange corn rice is also steamed on a cauldron. The fragrance of the grain drifts away with the steam, and it combines with the meat flavor, lingers over the inner club.

"The god of society, ancestors, are more feasting!"

The autumn society was originally a celebration of the harvest, worshiping the gods of the society to repay the gratitude, and the gods and ancestors enjoyed the smell of food and fresh animal blood. The two most respected old men in the house were holding blood basins, slowly spreading from the feet of the big tree to the lishe and the ancestral hall.

The dog in the inside stretched out his tongue and wanted to lick the blood, but was kicked away roughly by the fifth square. He ran away with his tail and tiring up the pile of bloody filth left by his intestines.

When the gods and ancestors finished "eating", it was the living person's turn. The kitchen drank the foam in the cauldron, took out the meat piece by piece, and spread it on the straw mat in the shed.

The white water meat that doesn’t even put salt is a lot of ginger. The fifth reunion makes people put in a lot of ginger. They scrape it and throw it into the soup pot to stew it together. At least it neutralizes the meat smell and smells like it can be eaten.

But the fifth reunion still had no appetite at all, because he had long discovered that the pigs raised at home ate more than just bran and pig grass, but also ate that thing...

The toilet kept saying that his toilet was connected to the pigpen. Sometimes when he lowered his head, he could see a big pig head underneath, which almost scared him to death.

The fifth reunion suddenly remembered that there was a "toilet god" worshipped in the inner community. After hearing the description, he actually looked like a big pig! No wonder!

After discovering this, the fifth reunion swears that he will never eat pig tongue in his life, and it will be useless no matter how delicious it is! In the future, he will eat more mutton, chicken, duck, geese, and less pork.

But he, a "meat eater", had a choice, but ordinary people had no choice. Common people ate quinoa and aquatic aquatica, and did not drink wine and wax sacrifices in the countryside. The environment in Guanzhong has not been better, and it is difficult to hunt wild animals, and pork has become the easiest to obtain meat.

And the social day of the year is even more rare to eat meat. Looking around, there is not a single fat man in the whole area, and everyone has no oil and water. Some poor families are not qualified to choose between rice and bran. Can they still choose meat or not?

So the fifty-seven families were staring at the arranged meat, but they saw the kitchen handing the knife washed by the well water to the fifth barbarian: "Honor, it's time to divide the meat."

"I'm old and can't bend down."

The fifth ba looked at the fifth reun next to him and handed him the knife: "Boyu, you will slaughter the meat in the future!"

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Although this knife is light, the fifth reunion knows that it is very heavy.

Dividing meat sacrifice is an important link, and it is not a clan leader or a prestigious person. After coming to this era, Di Wulun heard about Chen Ping's story of dividing meat at the Li Zhongshe River. Because the division was very even, he was praised by his elders and said that he was good at slaughtering.

At first glance, it feels nothing difficult, I can do it too!

But after working and eating in the ancestral hall a few days ago, the fifth reunion realized that managing people was a great question. He put aside the body of a time traveler, abandoned his fixed thinking, and became more humbly aware of the various customs of this era. Only then did he realize that the so-called "equality" is by no means just to divide the meat into the right size.

"The fifty-seven households in the inner world are of the same clan, and some have different surnames. They have different relationships with the bulk, and their status is also different. On the other hand, although they are all meat on pigs, different parts are also divided into high and low, and there are also differences in fat and thinness in the same position. If you want to satisfy each household, it is so difficult, you must have a high emotional intelligence."

No wonder Chen Ping later assisted Liu Bang and his son, became the prime minister, and also governed the country in an orderly manner. If only one meat cannot be slaughtered, how can he talk about slaughtering the world?

Fortunately, the fifth reunion had already learned about it with his grandfather and the chef in advance. After a little thought, he began to take the knife under the gaze of more than 500 pairs of eyes.

In later generations, lean tenderloin must be two or three times more expensive than thick belly meat, but this day it has been completely reversed. When you are in the hospitality market, you are often afraid that the meat will not be fat. After all, fat meat satisfys your cravings and is full of oil and water.

So pork belly reached the peak of the body and became the most popular and expensive part of the pig. The fifth reunion first picked large pieces of fat pork belly with similar flower cakes, divided into two pieces, wrapped in leaves, and delivered them to the two families in front of them.

These two are considered "old" in the family. They are older than the fifth hegemon and have higher seniority. They just worship the gods, and the ancestors are the two of them. After taking the meat handed over by the fifth hegemon, they took a look and smiled.

The old man's teeth were shaken and he couldn't chew lean meat. He stewed the pork belly but melted in his mouth. They were all very satisfied and praised: "Someone inherited the Fifth Clan Ancestral Hall."

The next thing the fifth reunite chose was the plum blossom meat on the back of the pig's neck. The meat was fat and lean, and it was closest to the pig's head. It was of great significance. He assigned it to the village chief's family - the village chief was a puppet, and he had to ask the fifth reunite for instructions on big and small matters. This division of meat was to indicate the status of the two of them and above the hundred people.

The fifth square of the housekeeper and his son's fifth blessing are the front row meat, which is lean meat and fat, and the taste is also good. The fifth square is sings and is a bad person these days, and is often scolded by people behind the scenes. The people who take the blame should be treated better.

These days, pigs don’t eat feed, and they are far less fat than later generations. The fatty meat will be divided quickly. When it was the honest fifth Pingdan who stepped forward barefoot, he took it and saw that it was tenderloin. He was stunned.

The tenderloin is the best meat among lean meat, with the tenderest meat. In previous years, it was allocated to the small pieces of the house, so how could it fall into his hands!

He raised his head and wanted to refuse, but Di Wulun said to him: "Pingdan, you have two sons. Some time ago, you built a ancestral hall and community. The three of you worked for a while and had few rest. I saw your family's diligence and hard work. Encourage it! This meat is ready."

When I was working, the fifth Pingdan almost cried when I was doing a job, but I did more but ate less, and was bullied by Shi Chang. It turned out that the little man knew everything.

He only held the flesh and bowed to the fifth reunion for a long time. When he turned around and returned to the crowd, he no longer bent his waist as usual, but instead held his head and chest up, and was very proud.

There are only so many people in the room, but they look up and see each other. Face is extremely important. The bowls of rice I ate before are no match for the good meat I get in public during the day of the club. This matter can be played for the fifth day of the week!

The greedy and despicable man who had bullied the fifth Ping Dan and robbed himself was very greedy for meat and kept stretching his neck, but it was not the turn of waiting. It was not until the same tribe got meat that he called him his name.

Everyone looked at each other, with gloating in their eyes, and secretly said that you have today too! The order of meat distribution is very knowledgeable, and there are some considerations for whom before and behind. Confucius did not wait for the sacrifices given to him by Lu Dingqin, and was disappointed to travel around the countries.

The fifth kind of morality is learned and used, and implicitly all the praise, criticism, rewards and punishments of the people in the order of dividing the flesh. It is neither directly explained, but it is self-evident.

And what I got was the worst piece of meat on an old sow: pork buttocks, which are very hard and tasted like a vegetarian. If a chef had a patiently cooked a cooked meat, it could turn decay into magic, but now it was only stewed, which was so hard that it was difficult to get down.

He was stunned for a moment: "Little Langjun, this meat..."

"What's wrong with this meat?"

Wu Lun looked up at this person, still smiling, but his eyes clearly told him: I see it all by taking advantage of your position to secretly take advantage of your neighbors for a few bites of food!

Shi Chang felt guilty and didn't dare to say anything further. He just held the meat and returned to his seat with his tail in disgust like a dog that was kicked away before. He felt that everyone was poking his backbone, and his family couldn't raise their heads.

Then it was the foreign surnames' turn. After all the meat was divided, the fifth tyrant stroked his beard and was extremely satisfied with the fifth tyrant's performance.

It seems that if there is a great chaos in the world in the future, the day when the fifth clan raised its troops, who can trust and who are unreliable and want to kick aside will be in the mind of the fifth clan, and they can also feel at ease to hand over the power of the clan to him gradually.

The fifth bastard then asked everyone with a smile: "Fathers, how about the meat of Boyu?"

Everyone respected him, and more than 500 men, women, young and old, bowed and praised from the bottom of their hearts: "The young sect leader is the master, very even!"

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After the meat was divided, it was already cold. Although it was not complete in color, fragrance and taste, everyone still had a great time eating it.

Some people put black bean paste and cut it into small pieces with their carry-on food to share with their families. Some brought a small bag of salt, and they sprinkled it on it very carefully and dipped it in the food. The salt grains fell off accidentally, and they picked it up and stuffed it into their mouths with the soil.

I only tasted some of the fifth reunion, but I still found it very unpalatable.

"It's far worse than the 'Lizhuang White Meat' I've eaten later!"

It has something to do with the cooking method, but the pig itself also has problems. It seems that if you have free time, you should study the pig castration techniques with your followers and attack the innocent piglets in the circle.

At this time, everyone had already taken out the waist, stomach, lungs and other internal organs stewed in another pot, cut them into small slices, mixed them with soybean sauce and flavor, and then mixed them with cooked corn rice and distributed them to each family for consumption. This is today's staple food "member rice".

There are also the dates collected from the orchard and the club cakes that each household cooks themselves. The neighbors taste each other. After being busy for more than half a year, there will be a good harvest. The club days are just like the New Year. Today, everyone can eat them.

Since there are no outsiders, there is no need to be careful when drinking. The Fifth Battalion asked the rice wine stored in the yard cellar, and the turbid wine brewed by each family. After dinner, everyone directly took the bowl and dried it together.

Men and women sat in a mixed bag on the table, cups and plates were in a mess. As the cups and plates were mixed, the horses urinated. The originally reserved people also became louder and couldn't sit still. They stood up one after another and started singing and dancing.

The singing is not a big and small, nor is it a popular voice of Zheng Wei. It is just a folk street music, and there is no musical instrument accompaniment. It is just a clapping hand and stamping feet, and singing with each other.

It is singing a song "The Eight and Nine Sons of Wusheng" that became popular in Guanzhong during the Yuancheng period of the previous dynasty.

"The eight or nine sons of Wusheng are sitting upright among the Qin family's osmanthus trees and slap me!"

"The Qin family has a wandering boy who works with Sui Yang and Su He bullets. He holds two balls in his left hand and goes in and out of the black and white. He rubs me!"

"A pill will make a black body, and the black soul will fly to the sky. When my mother gave birth to the black baby, she was among the rocks in the south mountain. She took me!"

"How can the people know where Wuzi are? How can the path be graceful? The white deer is in the west garden of Shanglin. The craftsman still gets the white deer and the sucking master again. He sucks me!"

"The yellow swan flies soaring through the sky, and the harem is still cooked again. The carp is in the abyss of Luoshui, and the hook is still the carp's mouth. Pull me!"

"The people's life has their own lifespan, so why should we return to life and death?"

Wu Lun was quite surprised to hear this song of harmony. This song is actually a fable. It tells the story of a crow born among the rocks of the Nanshan Mountains. Later, he moved to the Qin family's osmanthus tree to make a nest, but he was killed by Qin's son and lost his life. As an immigrant, the people in Linqu Township are deeply touched by this song.

"How do you sing such a song on a great day?"

The Fifth Domineer may have thought this song was too sad. He went on stage to dance to everyone a song "Entering the Frontier" by the Han army during the war in the Western Regions. It was indeed a bit more passionate, but the tune of the previous song lingered in the ears of the Fifth Reun.

The song seemed to sing the current situation in the new room at the end of the Han Dynasty. The world was difficult and chaos was everywhere, and the world was full of dangers and tragedies.

Wu Lun also drank some wine and stood up and seemed to want to say something. Others couldn't hear it clearly. They just laughed and took the young master to dance together.

They danced and looked like crows spreading their wings and trying to escape.

They ran around the bonfire like white deer desperately avoiding them.

Their bodies flexibly rotate and jump like carp in the abyss.

Singing a song with a throat and a song is like a yellow magpies flying high in the sky and longing for freedom!

The applause was like thunder, the dance became faster and faster, and men, women, young and old, everyone joined the carnival. The world seemed to be spinning together, but the fifth relationship became more and more sober.

Crows, white deer, carp, and yellow magpies are the incarnations of the common people. The laws that change every day are more powerful than the harsh rule of evil tigers, and the greed and unlimited royal relatives and states and counties are like projectiles, bows, arrows, bird nets, and hooks.

No matter how well the people hide, how deep they hide, or how far they migrate, they cannot escape the fate of being captured, shot, or slaughtered by the strong.

They had difficulty in fighting, so they could only sigh helplessly: "Life and death have fate, and wealth and honor are in heaven."

"not necessarily!"

The fifth reunion broke free from the hands of others and walked out of the dance floor.

If the Fifth Reunion is just for himself, he gradually regained his feelings for his grandparents and grandchildren with the Fifth Reunion and began to consider the family, but he made more use of it. Until now, by dividing meat and offering sacrifices together, the people in the clan are happy and singing, which makes him feel stronger - this is my clan!

But looking at the world, the fifth mile is still a weak person, a little ant. Now "peace in the world" can still live quietly, but once the troubled times come a few years later, can we escape the fate of being killed by the strong?

"If you want to prevent the clan from turning into fish, I will only be the one who transforms into a knife and a knife!"

He has a clearer plan for what to do in the future.

Not far away, the inner prison gate was running hurriedly, and his words ended the banquet tonight.

"The master, little husband, there is someone outside the village. He is the best man from the village, and there is also an official from the county government!"

"Mr. Male man? What are you doing!" Di Wulun immediately stopped celebrating.

"Stop!"

As he shouted and pushed hard, everyone slowly stopped singing and dancing and looked at each other.

After my grandson came over and said a few words, the fifth bastard shook his mind and immediately ordered: "Hurry up, put away all the wine!"

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ps: First, he was a military envoy of the Yumen Army. He had a toilet and saw the outer stable, like a big pig, with eyes all over his body, and he walked in and out of the yard.——"Taiping Guangji Volume 333 Ghosts and Eighteen"
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