At the entrance of the single-story brick house, Uncle Zhang picked up the beehive and took it inside to prepare it. Tonight, he was going to use the bee pupae as a snack with his liquor.
Xue Yuantong struggled to hold up a stainless-steel basin. "Stewed, braised, stir-fried, or deep-fried? Which do you guys choose?"
There were five or six pounds of pork ribs—more than enough for a few meals. To prevent getting tired of eating the same thing, Xue Yuantong decided to store the majority of them in the refrigerator.
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