Although Pixiu's team-building shotgun was replaced by a gun, and the minibus became an armored minibus, he still couldn't handle the three hundred wild boars, which were completely overweight and couldn't fit at all.
Although the mustard seeds can be put in the pocket, it seems that pork is almost meaningless after a long time. Pixiu thinks about it carefully, and thinks that it does not matter for Shanhuo live broadcast, just to warm up the sneaky materials for Buzhoushan’s birth.
When Wenxi's fellow enemy Fu Renjiao came back with the kettle, he saw Pi Xiu sitting beside Tao Ti, with piles of wild boars behind them, and an enlarged mobile phone screen in front of them.
Tao Ti: "There is a limit to one head per quota. If you have more, you can't send it. There are only five land masters here. The arrival time is definitely not immediate, and there is no free shipping."
Hearing that, Pi Xiu thought that someone would want free shipping, and he immediately said with a dark face, "You need free shipping to help kill pigs, you are crazy."
When the barrage saw Pixiu's black face, he was silent for a moment, but he immediately asked if he could help clean up the pig's large intestine. Before the old monster could reply, Qiu Fu and Ren Jiao had a foreboding of the future of their upper respiratory tract infection, and immediately stepped forward and pressed Pixiu's shoulder.
With tears in his eyes, Qiu Fu said, "Last time Tuan Jian Donghai watched the field, this time Tuan Jian kills pigs under the mountain, Pixiu, do you have any heart?"
Ren Jiao held his hand with sincerity: "Assuming it takes one hour to kill a pig, it will take three hundred hours to see three hundred pigs here, and it will take twelve and a half days even if you don't sleep for 24 hours. You do the math, we can't do this business. Qiu Ligao, can they kill the pigs themselves?"
If they killed all 300 pigs, they wouldn't have to think about how to kill them without sticking to the cause and effect. It is estimated that the ashes will be cold when they find someone.
When the barrage heard that he wanted to kill pigs by himself, he was crazy. Everyone who is not a fairy who does not touch the spring water with ten fingers has only heard of a fairy who drinks dew water. Where can there be a fairy who releases pig blood
After frantically arguing for a while, I don't know who realized it, and began to frantically reward gifts to gain popularity. A golden bullet screen floated past, with the three characters of killing pigs written on it.
Pixiu was forced to go to Liangshan, and the pig would be killed even if he didn't.
The third prince and Erlang Shen came back with the fish, and saw the roaring dog walking over with blood dripping from his hands with a black face. Before Yang Jian could ask what was wrong, he heard Pi Xiu's high-pitched voice calling for his comrades to come and kill the pig together.
The fish in Yang Jian's hand fell to the ground and was struggling, just like his life with nowhere to escape.
Nezha smelled the bloody smell in the air, sniffed, reached out and wiped his face, Ou Sheng called Li Jing for the first time: "Hey, give my mother the phone, I want to talk to my mother. "
Su An and Wen Xi stood aside to register and settle accounts, staying away from bloody occasions and places of right and wrong. When Wen Xi squatted on the ground and finished writing a courier slip and handed it to the packed land man, she heard Su An's voice coming from above her head.
Su An: "Have you ever thought about this kind of life before?" He raised his chin at Pi Xiu, who was not far away from killing pigs in full swing, and smiled at Wen Xi: "You should have never seen such a scene before. "
Wen Xi nodded with a smile: "Don't say I haven't seen such a scene. I used to see very few pigs alive. If I see them, they are all cooked vegetables on the table."
He stared at the land public posting the express list, and reminded him not to mix up the guests' pigs. He personally helped to carry a live pig and put it on the packing bag to help tape it.
Su An looked up at Hou Wuyi, who was on the side, and asked him to help Wen Xi.
"It's okay, it's not that I can't do it." Wen Xi wiped his bloody hand: "It's a new society, and labor is the most glorious."
Su An looked at him: "You are really different from when you first came here." He suddenly paused and asked curiously, "I watched the eldest young master in the TV series without a wife, and there are two or three girls in the room, what about you? Will there be any?"
"No." Wen Xi laughed: "My grandfather looks at me closely. I just follow my friends to ride horses and drink. I don't dare to touch this kind of thing. If the old man knows that it can break my leg."
He paused: "But the family is also engaged. If nothing happened at the beginning, after the New Year, we will start preparing for the marriage."
"Meijiao Niang has become a pig-killer." Su An thought for a while, and sighed sincerely, "It's true that things are impermanent."
Wen Xi shook his head: "I can't say that. In the past, they praised the lady in front of me. I nodded, but I didn't feel anything. But he was good to me, and I don't need to tell me. I can feel it."
He smiled at Su An: "Don't you think he looks handsome when he kills pigs?"
Suan: …
Su An: "Dopamine is on top, it's not necessary, it's really not necessary."
The abacus was playing with his own abacus, and after packing and shipping more than 200 pigs with the proprietress, Wen Xi looked at the sun overhead and asked, "Do you think they will come again? "
Su An was so tired that he shook his head: "I don't know if they will come or not. I think there must be no wild boars coming. Even if they come again, they won't be able to kill them. Everyone is not very particular about people. Just make do and eat raw."
Over there, Yang Jian was wiping his sweat with a bloody three-pointed knife, and Nezha was sitting on a stone with a fire-pointed gun and looking up at the sky.
I don't understand, I really don't understand. I thought that the thrilling adventure of eating, sleeping, and snoring had turned into an early live broadcast of New Year's goods. Two serious civil servants and people's teachers actually compete to kill pigs in this wilderness.
Nezha: "I'm so stupid, really."
Yang Jian wiped off the blood on the knife, looked at Pi Xiu and asked, "There are no other pigs now."
Pi Xiu gasped and nodded: "No, the pigs raised by Jairui should be gone, I don't know about the others, there may be other monsters, let's rest for a while."
Wen Xi looked at his unrequited look, poured a glass of water and fed it to his mouth and asked, "What would you like to eat at noon?"
"Anything is fine, as long as I don't let me kill pigs any more." Pi Xiu took several sips of water from his hand, and then he recovered.
Hou Da and Hou Er rested for a while, looked at the big bag of flour left and asked, "Brother Qiu Jiao, are you eating steamed buns or dumplings for lunch today?"
The vixen who lost his dream and the mermaid looked at each other and said in unison, "Can you eat me?"
But people are iron rice and steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be very hungry. No matter how tired and hard it was, the group of people still got up and chopped meat, ready to make steamed buns and dumplings.
Taking advantage of the preparation time, Pixiu coughed and said, "It's not difficult to break this barrier, but once the aura leaks out, it will inevitably cause vibrations. It's better to find the eye and open a hole to go in."
He looked at Yang Jian who was chopping meat mechanically: "Have you learned the formation technique from your master?"
Yang Jian nodded with a face: "I have learned."
He paused for a while and suddenly looked at Pi Xiu with a wary expression and asked, "Don't you want to tie Jie Ji and go home to raise pigs?"
"Don't worry, I won't be so sick." Pixiu said, looking at Tao Ti, who was still gesturing pork with a knife, and couldn't help calling him, "What are you doing?"
Tao head didn't lift his head: "I haven't held a knife for many years. I just got a feel for killing a pig. Now I remember it and forget it."
Nezha wondered: "You haven't held a knife for so many years, so what do you use to fight outside? Do you take a sword with your bare hands?"
Tao Ti was silent for two seconds and suddenly took out a MK submachine gun from his pocket, he raised the gun in his hand at Nezha, and smiled: "In the 21st century, there are still people who insist on using cold weapons, right? ?"
Nezha:…
Yang Jian;…
The two people who were connoted coughed, lowered their heads and continued to chop the meat, no longer speaking. After all, it is a treasured weapon like a family heirloom, how can such a mortal invention be comparable...
The two suddenly looked at each other in silence.
Horses, still want to trade in old ones for new ones!
After being busy for a while, a few people went to rest and wash their hands after chopping the minced meat and noodles. Wen Xi drove Pi Zhaocai to Pi Xiu's side, washed his hands and learned Su An to make dumplings and buns together.
The steamed buns were steamed in the pot, and the dumplings were boiled in water. Suzaku stood beside the fire and kept spitting fireballs to keep the temperature high, until the last drop was not left until the guard was changed. He was able to taste the freshly baked wild boar buns, the crystallization of his labor.
The 24-hour high-intensity wild boar is really different. The gravy and green onions are mixed together, the steamed buns are bitten and the soup flows out, and the aroma is scattered. Even the talkative monkey has no time to comment. Eat buns.
The dumplings were mixed with chili oil, chives, minced garlic and vinegar, and Pixiu and Wenxi ate nearly two hundred of them side by side.
Tao Ti ate while the live broadcast, and took time to exchange a few words about the feeling of eating with the barrage.
He used chopsticks to pick up a bit of the bun skin so that the audience could see the turbulent broth inside. He took a sip and said, "This soup is soft in the mouth and has a throat. If you don't come to Pixiu Restaurant, you won't be able to taste this flavor."
He was about to ask Pixiu Baozi if he could make quick-frozen takeout when he heard a rooster croaking tore apart the calm of everyone eating.
Tao Ti frowned, turned the camera in his hand, and aimed at the big rooster with colorful feathers, a red crown, a glowing rooster, and a half-meter tall voice. A good chicken.
Tao Ti swallowed and couldn't help but comment: "It really is the reason why the mountains and rivers are good, chickens are bigger than other places."
The big rooster croaked twice and stretched out his wings towards Tao Ti, seeing the monsters and gods in the barrage for a while with suspicion.
Barrage: This chicken will not become sperm, right
Bullet screen: The last time I saw a chicken that was mature was Maori Xingjun, who ran a red light and paid a fine by the roadside last week.
Wen Xi stared at the big rooster and couldn't help frowning and asked, "Master, why is this chicken so big? Is it some strange kind of chicken essence?"
Pixiu also stared at it and clicked his tongue: "It doesn't seem to have the level of enlightenment."
Hou Er looked at the chicken and looked at the bun in his hand, and murmured, "Do you want to eat curry chicken, free-range chicken, or yellow stewed chicken at night?"
Qiu Fu looked at the mouth of such a big chicken and fox. He wrinkled his nose and tried to smell it. He suddenly stopped and shouted at Pixiu: "Brother Pi! This chicken smells wrong!"
Pi Xiu's eyes had just turned from black to yellow, and Yang Jian, who was beside him, had already opened the heavenly eyes on his forehead, staring at the chicken and said coldly, "Pi Xiu, the eyes you are looking for are on this chicken."
Pi Xiu was stunned for a moment, then immediately threw his chopsticks and roared at Tao Ti: "Stop live streaming! Catch the chicken!"
The big cock was frightened, and he turned around and jumped to perform the chick running fast. Qiu Fu, who was sitting originally, turned into a prototype and surpassed Pi Xiu, and said in a shrill voice: "Get out of the way! Catch the chicken! Let the professional come. !"