After Sun Sanlang left, Fan Congwu looked at Fan Ming and asked: "These little ones are okay, but what are you going to do with the big guy outside?"

Fan Ming scratched his head after hearing this. Even his dead father might not have the experience to handle wild boars, let alone him.

Cutting up a large wild boar weighing more than 500 kilograms without destroying things is not something that can be done just by getting started.

However, Fan Ming has one advantage: he knows how to ask for help.

"Uncle Wu, can you please help me deal with it? Then you can pick fifty pounds of meat first." Fan Ming said very generously.

Although fifty kilograms of meat is a lot, it is only one-tenth of the body that weighs more than five hundred kilograms. It can also be used as an opportunity to bring the two families closer together.

Fan Congwu shook his head, "Our family can't eat so much meat..."

Fan Ming hurriedly answered, "Don't worry if you can't finish the meal today. It's also the season when the weather is dry. I can ask my aunt to make bacon. It won't be a problem until spring starts tomorrow."

"You kid..." Fan Congwu first glanced at Fan Ming meaningfully, then smiled faintly, "For the sake of fifty pounds of meat, I will let you learn a few tricks today!"

Fan Ming did not simply ask Fan Congwu to kill pigs for him, but also planned to steal his master.

After all, as a hunter, if you let go of plug-ins, you will inevitably have to hunt large prey such as wild boars in the future. You can’t always ask for help, right?

"Have you been seen through? You are indeed Uncle Wu!" Fan Ming chuckled and patted the other party's ass.

Fan Congwu smiled and shook his head, "Don't talk nonsense, the sooner the wild boar is not completely dead, the sooner the better."

The animals in this world are not only abnormal in size, but also extremely tenacious.

More than a quarter of an hour has passed since Fan Ming slit its neck. The wild boar is still not dead, and its hooves still twitch from time to time.

But for now, it's a good thing that it's not completely dead, as it keeps the meat fresh for a while longer.

Fan Congwu took out a butcher's knife from his kitchen and shouted casually.

"Eviscerate!"

The big yellow dog in the yard came over as if it could understand human speech.

Fan Ming quickly drove it away. Orion's hounds were not like ordinary local dogs.

In order to allow hounds to retain a certain degree of wildness, hunters often feed raw meat to hounds, which causes them to go crazy easily when they smell blood.

Fan Ming's hound used to be like this. If he wasn't careful, he would lie on the prey and bite randomly.

Fan Ming doesn't want to have a good piece of pig skin ruined by this big yellow dog.

After driving away the troublesome guy, Fan Ming continued to observe the process of Fan Congwu killing the pig.

I saw Fan Congwu casually thrust the butcher knife into the wood pile nearby, grabbed the wild boar's left front hoof with one hand, and grabbed the left rear hoof with the other hand. With veins on his arms, he directly lifted the big wild boar of more than 500 kilograms.

It became a hooves in the sky.

Because the wild boar has retained a lot of blood beforehand, there is no need for special bleeding.

Fan Congwu pulled out the butcher's knife from the wooden stake and disemboweled him.

With skillful knife skills, he raised and lowered his knife, and in less than two quarters of an hour, he was able to cut up a large wild boar weighing more than 500 kilograms.

Then Fan Congwu took a hanging intestine in his hand and hung it on a big tree.

This is to worship the mountain god.

If it were his previous life, Fan Ming would probably sneer at such practices.

But after experiencing time travel and having an old almanac in his mind, it is difficult for him to maintain a condescending attitude towards the "theory of gods and ghosts".

I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist...

Fan Ming imitated Fan Congwu's actions to show respect.

All that's left is to clean things that can be sold, such as tusks and pig skins, and wait to sell them at the market.

After everything was settled, Fan Ming said with a smile: "Uncle Wu, as agreed in advance, you can pick out fifty pounds first, and I will take the rest home."

Fan Congwu was not polite to Fan Ming and took away half of the pig's trotters and some belly meat, but did not take away the most precious "cucumber sticks".

Finally, he helped Fan Ming move the slaughtered pig back home.

Watching Fan Ming keep moving things back home, Fan Li realized that his brother had actually shot a wild boar back.

But Fan Li didn't pay attention to the things on the ground for the first time, and kept circling Fan Ming.

Fan Ming was confused, "What are you looking at?"

Fan Li asked cautiously: "Brother, are you not injured..."

Fan Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted her head casually, "Okay! Don't be stupid, help smoke the meat quickly, and give some meat to the second aunt next door."

Although meat is more expensive than food, Fan Ming is not that stingy.

Others can offer help in times of need, and he can reciprocate the favor!

Of course, such a wild boar, plus those smaller prey, would weigh several hundred kilograms of meat, and it was impossible to smoke all of it.

Fan Ming plans to use half of it to barter with wealthy households in the village who have more food in exchange for some food.

It directly eliminates the need for middlemen to earn the price difference.

Fan Ming also gave a small portion to the neighbors.

Firstly, it is a favor, and secondly, it can prevent them from becoming jealous and reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles.

It is said that cities are full of routines, but in Fan Ming's view, there are also a lot of trivial things happening in rural areas.

Although some people are very friendly and courteous to you on weekdays, they may do some disgusting things behind their backs.

He often did this when his father was still alive, and Fan Ming is now quite familiar with it.

In the evening of that day, Fan Ming and Fan Li had a rare luxury. They had a full meat feast and replenished their stomachs.

After eating, Fan Ming felt that his strength had increased slightly.

As for whether it is an illusion, you will know after practice.

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Under the moonlight.

Fan Ming stood alone in the yard, practicing the boxing skills his father gave him.

As mentioned before, real kung fu exists in this world.

I heard that if you practice martial arts so powerfully that you can cross a river with a reed, you can also fly flowers and pick leaves to kill people without being seen!

What's more, some people will be called land gods by the world!

Practicing martial arts certainly requires various secrets and techniques.

The martial arts in this world are divided into two categories, one is internal martial arts that cultivate internal strength, and the other is external martial arts such as boxing, swordsmanship, spearmanship, etc. used against the enemy.

The most important among them is naturally Neijiaquan.

Fan Ming practices an internal martial art called Tonglianquan.

It's just that... you can imagine what powerful skills an ordinary Orion family can inherit...

In Fan Ming's impression, Tong Lian Quan is probably equivalent to the "big ticket" in Neijia Quan.

If you practice to the extreme, you will be able to fly over eaves and walls, and crack boulders with your palms.
Chapter completed!