A sharp and harsh sound came.

The villagers of Meijiaao set up a big fat pig at the entrance of the Sanjin Mansion.

This old man pig who had been scolded since childhood seemed to have known his fate. Even though he was holding a long beam of wood, which was as thick as a bowl, was tied up tightly and could not move, he still grinned and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The ritual-like pig killing scene saved the surrounded Land Rover comrades. The children all went to see the fresh and lively pig killing!

"Children, please be careful, don't get too close, be careful of blood splashing."

The pig-killing master is a villager from Meijiaao, with a beard on his face and rolling up his sleeves.

He killed the pigs in the whole village, and they were only allowed to be eaten by the village themselves.

If you want to sell meat, you must send it for inspection and then slaughtered at designated locations.

The sharp pig-killing knife scratched the sharpening rod twice, becoming a little sharper. He held the pig's head and stabbed it neatly, and then went down hard, and the pig's blood immediately gushed out.

The stainless steel basin held by the assistant was picked up in time, and some pig blood still gushed out.

The pig's scream immediately reached its peak of shrillness, and even though it was tied up and could not move, it was still struggling desperately.

The onlookers immediately screamed, covering their eyes and not daring to look at them, but none of them were.

Is the pork delicious?

tasty!

Is it scary to kill pigs?

Scary!

Then come back to the question.

Is the pork delicious?

It smells so good!

Delicious + scary = really delicious.

The second-year middle school teenagers who are in the second adolescence will only be excited but not afraid. This age is the most shocking time.

The carotid artery was bleeding, and even the elephant could not bear it. In less than a minute, the pig's struggle and screaming became weaker and weaker, leaving only conditioned reflex twitching.

The pig slaying master waited for a while and began to cut the pig's head.

When the pig's head rolling its eyes was cut off, the children finally realized that they were scared and screamed and went to find their parents, shouting one by one.

The bloody pig-killer smiled and began to cut open his stomach and put it into the water. With a knife, he immediately turned on a thick layer of fat. Feeding pigs rarely have such thick fat, like mutton fat white jade.

Pig heart, pig belly, pig liver, and pig intestines are all good things. Adding five-spice ingredients to braise them is definitely a first-class dish.

"Land Rover, do you eat meat? Would you cut a piece for you?"

Xiao Wang's girlfriend Gu Ziying led the police dog, looked at the pig-killing master waving his sharp knife, and spread the fat pig that had already died on eight pieces on two square tables that were put together at the entrance of the mansion.

"I brought dog food and be careful of parasites in the meat."

Xiao Wang quickly stopped his girlfriend's kindness. Although he could taste fresh when he killed her and ate her right away, Land Rover was not an ordinary dog, so how could he eat whatever he wanted.

Gu Ziying flattered the horse on the leg and said in a little disappointed manner: "This dog is really expensive."

Of course she didn't know the twists and turns raised by police and military dogs, which were completely different from domestic pet dogs.

"Of course, don't bark, do you want to shout to the leader? It's higher-level than me, and the food standards are high-end!"

Xiao Wang is completely serious.

As the lowest level of the Huxi public security system, we can only look up to these experienced veteran cadres.

"Puff! I know, I know!"

Gu Ziying almost laughed out loud.

She didn't know that Xiao Wang was light in calling the leader, and there was also a dog who was so high that he could call the leader!

The news of killing the pig was spread throughout the farm just like the wind.

The men and women who were picking fresh fruits and vegetables everywhere quickly returned to the gate of the courtyard and began to divide the big fat pig.

For more than 300 kilograms of pigs, the fresh meat that can be divided is at most more than 100 kilograms.

When Li Bai, who was carrying a net bag and a small plastic bucket, came back from the edge of the stream, most of the pig had been divided. He was not polite and directly grabbed the hideous big pig head.

For real foodies, this is a good thing.

Some people want big pig's hooves, some people want pork belly, some people want the tip of the buttocks, some people want the pork ribs, and the pig slaughter's knife is fast and accurate. In a short while, the whole fat pig was given away completely, and there was no left in the water.

There are always people with a total of 40 who can cure food that is indiscriminate.

Everyone was divided into four groups, and Li Bai also joined one of them. As soon as he arrived at the kitchen door, he heard the collision of the bone chopping knife and the cutting board.

"Lao Zhang, how do you prepare this pork rib?"

Li Bai put a small plastic bucket filled with river shrimps into the pool and carried the pig's head in his hand over.

"I'm responsible for chopping the ribs with garlic, and my wife is responsible for making them."

Old Zhang chuckled, his hands were not slow, so he divided the ribs into sections with a few slaps. There were at least five or six kilograms of ribs on the case.

A middle-aged woman who was burning a fire leaned out from behind the earthen stove and said with a smile: "To sum up, let's cook a few dishes at this table, and make a few of them. If you can't cook, just wait for food. Xiao Li, how do you eat your pig head?"

She successfully used the grass to ignite the fire in the earthen stove. When the fire broke out, she quickly stuffed the twigs into it. The big pot on the stove was filled with cold water, waiting to throw the ribs in, and blanch it with some cooking wine to remove the blood and smell of fishy smell.

"I'm going to make two and a half dishes, one is river shrimp, and the other is fried shrimp cake with batter, and the other is braised pork head with red soup. The remaining half dish is scallion oil and pork brain. If the amount is not enough, I'll give it to the children to try it."

Li Bai reported the dishes he wanted to cook.

"After just a while, where did you get the river shrimp? Let's take a look!"

Lao Zhang threw the chopped ribs into a large pot, scratched them with a large spoon twice, so that the water surface could cover the ribs. Then he took a rag while wiping his hands, and came to the pool, looked into the small plastic bucket, and immediately took a breath of air conditioning.

A plastic bucket of river shrimps, although not big, were densely packed, almost crowded, and looked at least two or three pounds.

"so much!"

If so many river shrimps are put into the vegetable market, they can be sold for at least more than 100 yuan.

"There are many in the creek, no one can catch them, I just scratched them a few times and they were there."

Li Bai said it very easily, but these small things are often difficult to find in the middle of aquatic plants. Only under the cover of the glass heart can they be completely invisible and are caught by him. The hundreds of meters long section of the stream is almost completely caught in one go.

"Okay, really, you can also make drunk shrimp."

Lao Zhang couldn't help but feel a little greedy when he saw these river shrimps jumping around.

I can’t afford to eat river shrimps at all with my own salary. What’s more, the environmental pollution is so severe now that the river shrimps sold in the market are getting more and more expensive, and they are getting smaller and smaller. Where is this small plastic bucket so good, big and active?

"Then leave you a bowl of drunk shrimp? How about getting drunk with Maotai wine?"

Li Bai reached out and grabbed a milky white wine bottle.

"Moutai?" Old Zhang was stunned and said angrily: "This is really a waste of money!"

"Wine! Consumables are for drinking, even if you drink until your stomach, and for drunk shrimps, why not try it?"

Li Bai took out a stainless steel basin from the cabinet, grabbed two handfuls of river shrimps, put them in the basin, and added some water to keep them first. When it was almost time to eat, he could almost spit out some mud, which was just right for drunk shrimps.

"There is no other wine? Bulk wine is OK."

Lao Zhang was really greedy for this drunk shrimp, but he was reluctant to use Moutai to ruin it.

"Why Wuliangye?xo? Brandy? Water of Life?"

The more Li Bai said, the more outrageous he became, and he did not have bulk liquor.

In his storage ring, only medical alcohol is in bulk, and the others are all good wine.

"Forget it, Moutai is just Moutai!"

Lao Zhang quickly snatched the Maotai bottle, fearing that Li Bai would pour it into the stainless steel basin without hesitation.

Before the person could drink it, he let a group of shrimp taste it.

"The drunk shrimp will belong to you, I'll get the pig's head first."

Li Bai picked a sharp knife from the desk and began to peel off the flesh according to the pig's skull.

The tip of the knife easily picked up the flesh and tendons that adhered to the bones, separated every inch of the meat with ease, and finally peeled off the entire pig's face, leaving behind a white skull.

Smack sex!

After Li Bai took off the entire pig's face, he was about to tweeze the hair when a burst of applause rang out from outside the kitchen.

He turned his head and saw a strange middle-aged man applauding vigorously, surrounded by three young people.

"Good skills, good skills, and the slaughter is as easy as cutting a cow. Today is really an eye-opener."

The middle-aged man and the three young men were not dressed in Meijiaao, nor were they the staff of the farm.

The wrists are wrapped with large and small beads, and the materials are different, red, black, and white, and a warm Tang suit, straight-leg pants, and black-faced, rubber-soled old cloth shoes, just like traditional cultural people.

Li Bai was polite and then asked: "Dichou's trick, are you?"

In short, he is the owner of this place, so he is naturally qualified to ask about the other party's identity.

"I am a Feng Shui person, so let's take a walk here."

The middle-aged man walked into the kitchen in a square step, took out a business card from his arms, and handed it over with both hands.

Li Bai saw that there was a red jade finger on his thumb, wiped his hand, took the business card and glanced at it.

Jiang Rongya, then there is a mobile phone number, and there is nothing else.

Although the business card is simple and simple, it is faintly confident and does not require various names to set off.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, what's the point of doing here?"

Hearing the other party’s self-reporter, Li Bai finally remembered that Manager Ma Jing had reported to him, and someone came to him to do Feng Shui business.
Chapter completed!