The little lord wanted to get angry, so Tang Zheng was naturally very proud. He subconsciously wanted to twist his beard and act as a master in despising power.

However, he suddenly fell down halfway through his hand, remembering that he was now a young man. Not to mention his enviable long beard and beard, he even had few soft stubbles.

From raising his hand to trying to twist his beard, to falling down, it was only a moment before and after, but just a few small movements were captured by the little lord.

The little lord suddenly smiled proudly, covered his little mouth with his hands and giggled, "You still want to stroke your beard? You actually want to stroke your beard? Big fool, don't you see how big you are? The hair is not growing, you are talking about..."

Tang Zheng was speechless and hated him so much that his teeth were itchy.

He stood there and gritted his teeth for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration in his mind: "Don't look at me now, I will come out one day. Some people will be pitiful, and I can only sigh in this life!"

The little lord's laughter was suffocated in his throat, as if even his handsome face was red.

Under the hazy moonlight, everyone saw the boy's chest constantly rising and falling, and a clear "crying" sound sounded in the quiet yard. After searching for a long time, they found that it was the boy gritting his teeth.

"Xiao Wu, this dead child, is so angry..." The fat aunt next to her was full of worry and wanted to step forward and scold Tang Zheng a few words, but the peasant woman was timid and afraid of power, so she hesitated for a long time but did not dare to speak.

The other people were also worried and stood quietly looking here from afar. Someone occasionally peeked at the guard behind the little lord, and then subconsciously stood quietly a few steps away.

Only Tang Zheng became proud again, feeling that he finally overwhelmed the west wind.

He stood there so proudly, and his eyes were spraying crackling fire with the little lord across the street. The two teenagers seemed to be brewing a cockfighting, fearing that they would lose face when they were just looking.

After so long, the little lord suddenly angrily said, "Do you hate me?"

"Well……"

Tang Zheng swallowed, suddenly felt very confused, and murmured: "After you said this, it seems that this is true. I don't know why, but I get angry when I see you..."

"Hmph, I'm the same!" The little lord said proudly and said loudly: "I'm also very angry when I see you."

"Since you're angry, then you're still here?"

"Okay, I'll leave now. From now on, we meet each other on a strange road, and we will never meet again..."

"Hahaha, that's a good relationship!" Tang Zheng laughed and bowed: "It's easy to leave, don't send me off, hurry up and raise your feet!"

The little lord was furious and almost jumped around and shouted at the guards: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Let me go with you. I will never come to this place again, I will never come again..."

At the end, it seemed like a crying voice, like a bullied child who stomped his feet and ran away angrily.

A group of guards looked at each other, and someone gritted his teeth at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng felt a little trembling in his heart, and subconsciously blocked the fat aunt.

Fortunately, the guards did not take the next move, and the group of people turned around and stepped on the ground, as if they wanted to give Tang Zheng some momentum, but no matter what, they left.

"Hu..." Tang Zheng let out a sigh of relief, feeling slightly relieved.

He actually did it on purpose, deliberately forcing the little lord to leave. The poor cannot make friends with the powerful and powerful. Climbing is a price to pay. The gap between the two is too big, and even becoming friends will be harmful and useless.

So he blocked everything to become friends. As a man in later generations, he knew very well how to get angry with a little girl.

It is a pity to push a potential friend away, but only by staying away from the powerful can you feel at ease. Tang Zheng stared at the group of guards and followed the little lord away until he couldn't see the figure.

Only then did he have the energy to appease the frightened people.

"Grandpa Third, don't be afraid, fat aunt, smile, uncles and uncles are fine, they were Xiaowu's good friend just now. Don't look at him coming here with murderous intent, you are actually joking with me..."

When dealing with the little lord, Tang Zheng chose to recommend it, but when dealing with the villagers, he chose to cheat.

Lies are divided into good intentions and malicious intentions. He did this just to appease him. After all, poor people are cautious. Few people in this era are not afraid of the powerful.

"Xiao...Xiao...Xiaowu, is it really okay?" Some villagers were still worried and kept looking away with their eyes.

Tang Zheng quickly smiled and said confidently: "It's okay, I'm sure it's okay. Uncle and uncle lean forward. Let's continue to talk about killing pigs and opening a wine shop..."

Before he could finish speaking the word "thing", he suddenly heard a shrill scream from the night sky. Tang Zheng was shocked and then relaxed a little, because the scream was not a human voice, but a unique tone that only domestic pigs could possess.

Even the voice of a pig was worthy of everyone's vigilance. Tang Zheng first reacted and led the crowd out of the gate of the courtyard.

At this moment, another sound came from the night sky, with a very familiar sense of pride, and giggled: "Don't think you understand it, I can do this, hum!"

Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment, always feeling something was wrong in his heart.

He led many villagers to search for it urgently, and finally found the place where the sound came from...

...

What I saw was very scary. The scene in front of me was so timid that I didn't dare to see it. For example, a few women rolled their eyes with a shout.

But seeing the little lord holding a long knife in his hand, and his body was covered in blood splattering. Behind her were two guards blushing, and they were pressing a struggling pig hard.

Cut!

Tang Zheng only took a look and knew that the pig was cut!

The pig's butt was chopped up in a mess, and his shrill scream almost shocked the world. However, the little lord looked proud and said: "Did you see that, I know this unique skill, I want to join the business of opening a restaurant to account for 70%..."

Tang Zheng was confused, then furious and said, "Why don't you rob me of this ruthlessness?"

The little lord shook his forehead and said arrogantly: "Hmph, I originally planned to only ask for 50%. Who told you to deliberately make bad things happen? I didn't realize it was a plan halfway."

"You are so smart, do your master know?"

"Thanks to praise, it is the best way to teach the teacher. The teacher said that hasteness will not be achieved, and attacking the heart is the best. You can be a fool. You are obviously a folk boy, but you know how to attack the heart. Your move just now was very good. I didn't realize it halfway through. "

Tang Zheng took a deep breath and said with a cold face: "So you cut the pig from my village?"

The little lord laughed, and as long as Tang Zheng was angry, she would be happy, and smiled and showed off: "How about it, be smart, I just used this method to tell you, I can see the skills you know at a glance. The pork is fishy and scented to remove it. Hehe, you are really a fool, you can even think of this method..."

Speaking of this, it seemed that happiness could not be suppressed. Finally, he laughed from laughing loudly. The people present stood beside him, while the owner of the pig was full of care and shed tears secretly.

However, the little lord didn't notice this. He laughed for a long time and became more proud. He said proudly: "How about brother? Can you talk about it now? Your business running a restaurant is very fun. I must join the 70%..."

Tang Zheng gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "70%? Why don't you rob it?"

The little lord obviously either made money or wanted to defeat Tang Zheng in this matter. Hehehe said: "I pay for the money, I hire people, I buy the land, and I recruit the chef. I originally paid so much, but I only planned to pay 50%. After all, this transaction was the first thing you thought of..."

Tang Zheng interrupted coldly and said, "Then why do you have to account for 70% now?"

The little lord smiled and suddenly put his little face in front of Tang Zheng, deliberately angrily said, "Because I have learned your ability, the method of cutting pigs is just a layer of window paper..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be disgusted with it. He suddenly pointed to the pig struggling on the ground and said proudly: "Let's take a look, I'll do it myself! According to your words, after cutting the pig, you can gain 200 kilograms a year. I specially chose a domestic pig with more than 300 kilograms. Next year, it will grow to 500 kilograms."

"You are so smart, do your master know?"

Tang Zheng roared, his face full of laughter and crying.

Cutting pigs can only be useful. If you cut a fat pig that has grown into is useless?

The fishy smell of pork slowly penetrates into the flesh and blood during its growth process. Not to mention cutting off pig eggs, even if it cuts the pig's dick, it will not be useful.

The most important thing is that the little lord's technique is outrageous.

Tang Zheng slowly walked to the pig, squatted down and observed carefully for a long time, and finally sighed suddenly and asked the sky speechlessly.

But the little lord didn't know his fault, so he came over proudly and said, "How about it, brother, I'm OK with this."

Such a face is really annoying!

Tang Zheng finally couldn't help but burst out, and his spitting star squirted the little lord's face...

When it was night, his roar was heard over the entire Tianjiazhuang: "Do you think you can cut it by just finding a knife? Cutting a pig is a skill. You have to pay attention to the disinfection and stop bleeding of the pig. Your turtle son will cut it by raising the knife in the middle of the night. How lucky would this pig have if he survived?"

Before he finished speaking, the pig next to him cooperated very much. Everyone heard the pig snorting and suddenly kicked his legs silently.

Dead!

In Tianjiazhuang, even a pig gives Tang Zheng face like this.

...

The little lord was stunned and stared at the dead pig. At this time, the owner of the pig next to him could not bear it and cried loudly.

Pigs are important family wealth, and they will immediately lose half of their value when they die. In ancient times, it took at least four or five years to raise pigs to 300 kilograms. These four or five years have been spent on the hard work and expectations of the whole family.

The most important thing is that ordinary people usually have to buy pig seedlings on credit, and only after they sell them into pigs can they have cash to pay off their debts. Now that the pig suddenly dies, it will definitely be severely suppressed by the rich people who collect pigs.

Whether the money can be sold for the piglets is unknown.

The little lord was stunned for a long time. When she heard the sadness of the villagers beside her crying, she suddenly felt panic and looked at Tang Zheng at a loss.

"Brother...Brother, why won't the pig you cut die?"

Tang Zheng slowly looked at the sky, and after a long time, he replied shyly: "Sorry, I'm afraid I'll die if I cut it. In order to escape the beating of my godmother, I actually brag just now. Cutting pigs is a craft job, and I have to find an artist to train it well..."

The little lord was stunned.

The people were dumbfounded.

How can you be so shameless when you are a human being?

You just accused others of righteousness, but it turned out that you were just a knife.

The little lord suddenly wanted to bite him to death.

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Chapter completed!