Chapter 216 216. The process of shredding pigs
Master Zhang is indeed an acquaintance from all over the country. As soon as he got off the car, even the seventh cousin burst out laughing:
"Sweeping pig maker, you This skill has not been lost yet!”
“Ouch!” Master Zhang was also quite surprised: “Uncle Song, why are you here?”
Cousin Seven pretended: “Oh, my age. When you are old, you are a nuisance. Come back and cook for your children, hoping that someone will take care of you in old age.”
It would be more like not to be smug when you speak.
Master Zhang quickly told Song Tan: "Girl, I don't want your money for this. Please give me a meal and let me try old Uncle Song's cooking. I haven't eaten this in many years." "
When the seventh cousin heard this, his hair almost trembled! At this moment, he said reservedly: "No, no, no, you have to collect the money that should be collected, and leaving food is a must."
In the village, keeping food is a basic operation.
Song Tan also laughed: "I originally planned to keep you."
However, it was almost noon now, and she said: "Master Zhang, should we do it now, or after lunch?"
Before Master Zhang could say anything, the seventh cousin started to do it. He spoke: "Now now! How much effort can a pig take? I plan to drink two cups with him at noon."
Song Tan:...
Meet the little wild boar. The king is really unfortunate. Not only is he going to sacrifice his body at the end of the year, but there is no anesthetic for sterilization at the moment, and people don’t take it seriously!
She remembered that when she was at work, Huo Xueying’s cat had to be sterilized, which required eight hours of food and water deprivation, respiratory anesthesia, and anti-inflammatory injections afterward! There are also ointments applied.
Because it is a male cat, it is cheaper, and it cost 400 yuan!
And the little wild boar——
Don’t mention it.
Master Zhang nodded: "Okay, where is the pig pen? Come two strong men to help catch the piglets."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Yanping, who was fat and white.
Zhang Yanping perked up: Catching pigs is exciting!
He followed quickly. Song Sancheng made tea for someone and didn't even have time to serve it, so he also hurriedly followed.
After walking around to the back mountain, Master Zhang was still a little envious: "Oh, it's great to build the pigsty here. It doesn't affect the image of the village, and it has no taste."
What can it smell like? Zhang Wang's family on the mountain is simply too diligent. They come to pull pig manure every day. The newly purchased electric three-wheel is made smooth and smooth by him. In the shade of the mountain, there is an incredible amount of fertilizer piled up.
And Zhang Wang’s family is really meticulous in their work. They have planted peach trees and watermelons on the mountain. The space is not big, so he moved all the dung piles to his own land next to it.
The field was full of wild kudzu that his family had deliberately kept, and for this reason he accidentally buried a few kudzu vines.
In short, as soon as the piglets in the pig pen heard the human voice, they immediately started to scream, which made Master Zhang look hot: "This pig is so strong!"
I couldn't help but ask her again: "When are you going to kill the pigs? Are you going to sell them? I'll come and buy more then."
As a fellow villager, Song Tan is not unwilling to sell, just at this price. Well, most people really can't bear it.
She then sighed: "I don't know how much is left. They have all been booked in advance. The price is high, and there are regulations on what to eat every day, so we just left some for ourselves. .”
What?
Master Zhang was surprised again: "This piglet is so big and the meat has been reserved?"
"Oh, no wonder people say that good people who read books are more capable, so how about selling things? It’s better than us.”
That’s right.
Zhang Yanping muttered behind:
Not only was it a strong seller, it was also expensive. He wouldn't believe that this pork was worth less than 50 pounds per pound by the end of the year. Of course, if the price of pork outside increases, it will definitely rise accordingly.
A few people were talking here. Dabai poked his head out from the bushes, and his little yellow hat was particularly obvious. A pair of beady eyes carefully looked at everyone. Not only did they not look majestic, but they looked a little wretched.
The king seems to be a little cautious after being raised in the previous owner's house. Now when he sees a group of people coming over, he doesn't show his presence easily, so as not to scare others.
But after a while, the grass swayed a few times, and it ran away quietly again.
Song Tan glanced at it and found that he was heading towards the back mountain. He knew he was on patrol, but didn't take it seriously.
Here, after everyone commented on the two black, three white and five domestic pigs, they finally turned their attention to the little wild boar.
The little wild boar was unwillingly burrowing in the empty pig food bowl. When it saw a person coming over, it didn’t need to rush it, and it tried its best to pull at the person through the railing.
Master Zhang originally wanted to instruct Song Sancheng and Zhang Yanping to go in and pick up the pigs, but before they could say anything, Song Tan jumped in, then hugged the piglets with his arms and carried them in It hit the armpit, and the whole thing jumped out again.
The flowing clouds and flowing water are extremely smooth, and he looks very experienced...
cough.
Anyway, the piglet was brought out, and Song Tan asked: "How to do it?"
Song Sancheng and Zhang Yanping hurried forward, one to catch the front hooves and the other to catch the hind hooves: "Yanping, but You have to tighten it! Otherwise there will be nothing you can do if the pig runs away!”
Most people do this work in the pig pen because they are afraid of the pig running away. But there are other pigs in this pigsty, so in order to prevent them from being affected, they should be released outside.
Zhang Yanping nodded solemnly, and then put the little wild boar on its back on the ground.
The little wild boar seemed to have a premonition that something bad was going to happen, and it was struggling desperately and hissing, and the sound was particularly miserable.
Song Tan stood aside and watched Master Zhang take out a blade from his bag.
True·Blade.
It was the same blade as her father and her grandfather’s old-fashioned razors. She vaguely remembered that two yuan could buy a whole box...
Then he took out a plastic bottle and poured it out. An alcohol cotton ball was used to wipe the pig's balls.
The coolness of the alcohol made the little wild boar scream more and more fiercely, but it was really too small. Even if it had the strength, the two big men couldn't struggle to hold it down!
On the other hand, Song Sancheng laughed: "You are so particular now. I remember inviting you to my house many years ago, and you would press the pig and it would move."
Master Zhang laughed. Yixiao: "The conditions were poor before, but now this thing is not expensive. I just went to the drugstore to buy it this morning. It costs two yuan a bottle, and there is also a bottle of iodophor cotton balls."
"You can still take it after you finish it. For home use."
He picked up the blade and was about to strike when he got closer. Song Tan's brows jumped and he quickly reached out and touched the little wild boar's head.
Wisps of spiritual energy seeped in, and the little pig, who was still struggling in fear, suddenly became dizzy. His eyes were narrowed, and the whole pig's face showed a sense of peace and happiness.
At this moment, Master Zhang’s hands were like lightning! He quickly drew a line of blood on the left and right balls.
Without throwing away his many years of craftsmanship, he threw away the blade, pinched his balls with his thumb and index finger, and squeezed hard——
"biu."
The inside Two small round things were squeezed out directly.
Well...this is the sterilization operation of pigs...simple and crude.
(End of this chapter)