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Chapter 44 Moved the Knife
A pig that has been raised for a year is only a little over [-] catties after weighing, which is the weight of a bag of corn.

The four pig's trotters were tied tightly with a rope, and the Guo family father and son each lifted one and carried it to the yard with ease.

A low table was set up next to the cauldron, and the bundled pigs were piled up, ready to be slaughtered.

"Brother Guo, I'm tired!" Zhao Mingyu smiled, completely ignoring the previous reluctance.

Now that they have all come, this meat must be invited to eat, just catch the pig and kill the pig and stew it with a spoon.

"I don't bother the two masters with one thing, so my brother will do the surgery, right?"

You can catch any pig, as long as you have a little strength, you can hold it down.This killing of pigs is a technical job, and the result will be the result if you cut it down. If you don't find the right part, you can't kill it. The pig screams in pain, and then jumps to the ground with strength.

It's not enough to just kill it, and a lot of blood can be released if it is stabbed down. You can't hold all the blood in the meat, not to mention the meat, and there is no blood sausage to eat.

Stewed sauerkraut with blood sausage and pork belly is a famous dish in the local area, and every family will cook it when they kill pigs.

Killing pigs to eat blood sausage is almost a must.The amount of pig blood directly affects the amount of blood sausage.This is also a standard to test pig killing skills, not everyone can kill pigs well.

Guo Huairen knew that he didn't have these two brushes, so he immediately shook his head: "I can't do it, it's okay to catch a pig, but it's really impossible for me to use a knife."

The Guo family hasn't raised pigs in the past two years, and it's true that they don't know how to kill them. It's not because they are shy and shirking. Zhao Mingyu looked at Luo Laohan and said, "Why don't you come over, Old Han, you move all the pigs in your family. knife."

"Hey, kill me if you want to kill Lai, as long as you dare to do it." Luo Laohan said modestly, and he also told Zhao Mingyu that he knew that he was not technically incompetent, so he didn't dare to do it at all.

"That is to say, you still have to come, I'll go in and get the knife." After saying that, Zhao Mingyu was about to go back to the house.

"Father, it seems that we don't need to get the knife anymore." Zhao Wenying murmured, but her eyes were looking in the direction of the low table.

Zhao Wenduo didn't know when he stood in front of the pig's head, took out a sharp knife with the length of his forearm from his back waist, scooped up a ladle of clean water, rinsed the pig's neck, raised his head and said to several people: "Come here, two people, put it on the pig's neck." Press and hold—”

These people in the yard: "..."

Ouch, my ancestors!Zhao Mingyu hurried over to stop him: "Third brother, I don't need you, I really don't need you." She stretched out her hand and grabbed the knife.

If this really made her kill the pig, then it would be all right, and Feifei's reputation as the daughter of the old Zhao's family would be passed on from now on.There is no girl who uses a knife every time, and she is still such a big girl.

Don't look at killing rabbits a while ago, that's different, small wild animals in the mountains, and bloodletting domestic pigs are two different things.

It was the rabbit that had been discussed for a long time, saying that the third girl from the Zhao family was so powerful that she dared to kill the rabbit.If it is a pig, maybe how it will be arranged.

Girls are going to marry sooner or later, with a reputation of daring to kill pigs, it's hard to find a husband's family, any boy is willing to marry a fierce woman who dares to kill pigs, don't worry about living in the future, if you don't feel good, you can sleepwalk again Cut the watermelon.

Just for this point, no matter how good a girl is, she has to think about it.

Zhao Wenduo was robbed of the knife, and said nothing, with drooping eyelids, staring at the pig below, and lightly kicked the foot of the table.

Fearing that she would be impatient, Zhao Mingyu turned his face to choke with him again, and almost immediately waved to Guo Huairen and his son: "Hurry up, let's hold it down." To Luo Laohan, shouted: "Hurry up, the knife is here for you!" , do it—"

The three of them were also shocked by Zhao Wenduo just now. The little girl was not very big, but she dangled a sharp knife in her hand. The cold light reflected by the blade woke up the little white face with no expression. Cold sweat broke out from his back and spine, and the hairs all over his body exploded.

Zhao Mingyu's call was considered to have broken the deadlock, and Dameng answered repeatedly as if waking up: "Ah, ah, here we come, here we come—"

Everyone was busy with their hands and feet, killing the pig to get the blood, boiling water to remove the hair, cutting the meat and putting it in the pot, all done in one go.

Until sitting on the bench facing a pot of pig's blood mixed with seasoning, Zhao Mingyu's heart was still beating in a panic, and then turned back, thinking that Zhao Wenduo hadn't stopped Zhao Wenduo at that time, so he could really stab him with a knife.

Why, why did he give birth to such an ancestor, his heart must be broken!

"Father, how long will it take to cook the meat? The meat on my side is already cooked. I can cook the blood sausage in the pot."

Zhao Mingyu sat for quite a while, holding half a bowl of chopped green onions, poured some into the basin, and then became dazed, not knowing what she was thinking, she twitched her face when she was done, her teeth sour .

Zhao Wenying felt uncomfortable watching it, and couldn't bear to watch it, so she urged her aloud.

Guo Huairen and his son had already returned to their home, waiting for the meat to be ready before ordering.Luo Laohan didn't leave, but sat in the outer room, smoking an old tobacco, waiting for dinner.

Except for a few bones and meat on the pot in the pot, there is less than half of the piglet of a hundred catties, cut into cubes, and put it outside to freeze for a while, and put it away when it is completely cool.

Zhao Wenduo, who hadn't started butchering the pig, was tossing around in the warehouse.

The things that were frozen in the big tank were sorted and coded, and there was a place to store the freshly received pigs.

There was a clanging sound from the half-closed wooden door, and the frozen lumps of New Year's goods were so hard that they could kill people.They collided with each other, making a dull sound similar to iron.

Just by hearing the voice, one can tell that there is no shortage of things in the big vat. In the local language, it is quite a coincidence.

It is a good thing to have a lot of things in the house, but to others, it is a display of Chiguoguo, which is the most likely to arouse jealousy.

Especially the Jiang family who lived in the next room, if they found out, their eyes would turn red with anger.

Zhao Wenying was going to go over and remind Zhao Wenduo to move slowly, not to make too much noise, and to close the wooden door tightly so that there would be less noise.

When I got to the door, I just remembered that there was still a pile of wild animals that had been hunted down the mountain from the south frozen in the warehouse.The two roe deer alone take up a lot of space, they can't be put in the tank, they can only be placed on the ground.The row of walls made of broken wooden boards, if you look in through the gap in the middle, you can see all kinds of things.

Small things like rabbits and squirrels are easier to talk about, but it's hard to believe that such a big roe deer was hit with a slingshot and stones.Even though the fact is indeed the case, it can't stop someone with a heart to instigate evil from it and pull it on the trap of the beast.

But the other roe deer got it because its leg was pinched.

Zhao Wenying is simple and honest, but it doesn't mean she is stupid.On the contrary, the mind is very careful and thoughtful, and usually silent, it means that he doesn't like to talk, and he thinks no less than others.

Wu Dakui's clips and covers, as well as the roe deer that was pinched on his leg, are hot potatoes, and after holding them for a long time, they can withstand big blisters in one hand.Dealing with them as soon as possible is a serious matter.

"Third son, why don't you send the things away?" Zhao Wenying made up her mind, and went to Wu's house in the dark at night to get things done.

Open the wooden door, and in the space of more than ten square meters, except for two large tanks and some farm tools, the mud floor is empty.

(End of this chapter)