At five o'clock in the morning, Zhao Tianyou got out of bed early, washed himself briefly, and then entered the yard with the butcher's knife.
Since practicing Prajna Qigong and "Taoist Ba Duan Jin", Zhao Tianyou's body's Qi is flowing, and the Qi is endless. In the past, it took him half an hour to kill a pig, but now it only takes fifteen minutes.
Zhao Tianyou wiped the butcher's knife twice on the rag, used both arms to lift the two pieces of pork flat, and carried it to the yard.
As New Year's Day was approaching, the market demand was high, so Zhao Tianyou ordered a few more pigs from the slaughterhouse in Laomiao. While instructing his workers to cut the pork, he waited for the slaughterhouse to deliver the pork to his door.
"It's not good, it's not good." The waiter Shui ran in panting and said: "Brother Tianyou, the pig we ordered has been detained."
Zhao Tianyou poured him a glass of water, patted his shoulder and said, "Drink some water first and speak slowly."
Shuisheng raised his neck, "Gulu" took a big gulp of water and said, "I was waiting to collect the pigs at the slaughterhouse, and a few big guys came in, and he told me that there was something wrong with our pigs."
All the pigs in the rural pig farm were put out for slaughter, and Zhao Tianyou just ordered a few outside. When ordering, Zhao Tianyou looked at it carefully. How could such a thing happen?
Zhao Tianyou handed over the shop to Chang Fa to take care of him, got on his motorcycle and went straight to the slaughterhouse.
At the entrance of the slaughterhouse, Zhao Tianyou met the industrial and commercial office personnel who were inspecting.
"Lao Wang, are you going to work so early?" Zhao Tianyou greeted with a smile.
Lao Wang knew what was going on as soon as he saw him, and his face dropped: "What did you do, kid? There are problems with all five of your pigs, so we have to deal with them."
"Old Wang, that's why I came here. I just checked it yesterday before placing the order. There is absolutely no problem with my pigs. Let's talk about this over there." As he said that, Zhao Tianyou didn't care.
First, he pulled Lao Wang to a corner, forced him to give him a bag of soft Chinese, and said with a playful smile: "Lao Wang, we are all acquaintances, this is just a trivial matter."
Lao Wang stretched out his hand and grabbed Soft China, but instead of putting it in his pocket, he pushed it back: "What are you doing?"
Zhao Tianyou stuffed Soft China into Lao Wang's pocket and said: "Lao Wang, I understand your work. This is also my first time dealing with this slaughterhouse. I want to ask what is going on?"
Lao Wang stopped delaying, put the soft China in his pocket, looked around and said: "Boy, in the past you killed the pigs yourself, how did you choose this slaughterhouse this time?"
Zhao Tianyou said: "I don't have enough goods, so I can only order from outside. Has your Industrial and Commercial Bureau issued regulations that all pigs must be slaughtered and inspected at designated points?"
Lao Wang sighed and said: "The rules are rules. You kill pigs in the shop every day, so don't I also test it for you?"
Zhao Tianyou laughed and said, "Thank you for everything, Brother Wang, for your support." As he said that, he lowered his voice and said, "Brother Wang, where are my dead pigs?"
Lao Wang looked at him alertly, his eyes were like high-pressure lamps, their eyes were so hot that it was uncomfortable.
Zhao Tianyou punched him and said, "Old Wang, where did you want to go? I want to see people when I live, and I want to see the corpse when I die. I want to see what is going on."
Lao Wang was silent for a while and said: "Xiao Zhao, the owner of the slaughterhouse is Pan Liu. I can ask him to come over." After saying that, Lao Wang paused and said, "I can only help here."
There was something in Lao Wang's words, and Zhao Tianyou frowned.
After a while, Lao Wang led a man in blue jeans, with broad shoulders and round waist, and a shiny face.
"Who are you and what do you want from me?" The man's attitude was very impatient.
Zhao Tianyou smiled and said: "I am Zhao Tianyou, and I want to see my dead pigs."
"Oh, your pigs are all sick. The comrades from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau have just seen them and they cannot leave the slaughterhouse."
"Where is the pig? I have to see it. At least I have to let the buyer compensate me."
"We've already taken care of the pigs, so there's no need to look at them."
Pan Liu impatiently pulled up the hem of his jeans, wiped the sweat from his face, turned around and walked away: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
This person's eyes dodge when he speaks, and his tone of voice is bad. There must be something wrong with him.
Zhao Tianyou stepped directly past Pan Liu and entered the pig farm ahead of him.
"Boy, you are deliberately looking for a beating." Pan Liuyi punched him.
Zhao Tianyou's palm was like a sponge, tightly wrapping Pan Liu's fist, and then pressing his wrist hard, Pan Liu felt that the invisible force was crushing his wrist and his entire body.
"Plop!" Pan Liu's knees hit the concrete floor, his face turned red from holding back, and large beads of oily sweat rolled down his forehead.
"Someone is bullying Brother Six, come on!"
When several waiters saw that their boss was being bullied, they rushed up to him screaming.
Zhao Tianyou's hand was still tightly clasping Pan Liu's veins, and he kicked out his left foot like lightning. Only a few "muffled sounds" were heard, and several of the guys were kicked to the ground, holding their chests and rolling.
Pan Liu's eyes were blood red. He looked around and wanted to call Lao Wang.
But Lao Wang disappeared.
Zhao Tianyou seemed to have read through his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't look at it, the comrades in the industrial and commercial office are very busy, we don't have to bother others for such a trivial matter, how about you call 110 and have a look?"
Pan Liu's face turned from red to blue, and then from green to white, and he was so suffocated that he almost vomited blood.
Calling 110 is making yourself uncomfortable, isn't it?
The strength of Zhao Tianyou's hand increased by two more people, and Pan Liu felt that his wrist was about to be crushed: "Hero, if you have any requests, just ask."
Zhao Tianyou let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Boss Pan, if you didn't say so earlier, it would be over. I just want to see what's going on with my pig. Isn't this request too much?"
"Not too much, not too much."
Pan Liu held his red and swollen wrist and helplessly led Zhao Tianyou into the pig farm.
A waiter took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call. Zhao Tianyou hooked his foot, hooked the mobile phone under his feet, and stepped on it hard, breaking the mobile phone into pieces.
Then, Zhao Tianyou put his hand on Pan Liu's shoulder, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and his smile was so kind: "Boss Pan, if your guy dares to find someone, I have no choice but to find someone. My people
But the police."
Where did such a monster appear? He seems to be able to see through other people's thoughts and be the first to do anything he does.
Pan Liu said with a bitter face: "Boss Zhao, don't be like this, let's talk carefully if we have something to say."
Pan Liu led Zhao Tianyou inside and saw blood everywhere. Pigs, cows, and sheep were hanging on the iron hooks of the beams. The whole scene was like a scene from the movie "Zombie".
When he walked to a piece of land inside, five pigs were piled neatly, and Pan Liunu said, "That's your pig."
With that said, Pan Liu was about to get out of the way.
Zhao Tianyou pressed Pan Liu's pulse gate again, pouring his true energy into the opponent's body, and Pan Liu's body began to tremble like an electric shock.
Zhao Tianyou scratched his oily face with the back of his fingers and said with a smile, "Come and see with me?"
Pan Liu's face looked as ugly as possible. He nodded hard and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you."
Zhao Tianyou knelt down and looked carefully, and he really saw the trick.
Standing up, Zhao Tianyou kicked Pan Liu and said: "These pigs are not mine!"
"It's not yours?" Pan Liu's expression changed again. He smiled and said, "Boss Zhao, why are you so sure?"
Zhao Tianyou turned over the ears of a dead pig and said: "The ears of the pigs I ordered are all pierced with anti-epidemic earrings, and none of these pigs have pierced ears. These are all dead pigs raised by farmers."
Pan Liu's head exploded with a "buzzing" sound, and there seemed to be thousands of dust flying in his head.