Master Zhang is indeed a familiar figure in the surrounding area. As soon as he got off the car, even my seventh cousin laughed out loud:
"Pig butcher, you haven't lost your skills yet!"
"Oh!" Master Zhang was also quite surprised: "Uncle Song, why are you here?"
The seventh cousin pretended to be serious: "Oh, I am old and annoying. I come back to cook for the children and hope that someone will take care of me in my old age."
It would be more like it if you don't sound proud when you speak.
Master Zhang quickly told Song Tan: "Miss, I don't want your money for this. Please leave me a meal so that I can taste Uncle Song's cooking. I haven't eaten this for many years."
When the seventh cousin heard this, he almost trembled with anger! Now he said modestly, "Not really, not really. I have to collect the money and leave the meal for you."
In the village, saving food is a basic practice.
Song Tan also laughed: "I was planning to keep you."
However, it was almost noon, so she said, "Master Zhang, should we do it now, or after lunch?"
Before Master Zhang could say anything, Uncle Seven spoke first: "Now now! It's just a pig slaughter. How much time does it take? I was planning to have a drink with him at noon."
Song Tan: …
It was really unfortunate for the little wild boar to meet the king. Not only did it have to offer its body at the end of the year, but it had no anesthesia for sterilization now, and people didn't take it seriously!
She remembered that when she was working, Huo Xueying's cat was sterilized. She had to fast and not drink water for eight hours, and was put on breathing anesthesia. After that, she had to get an anti-inflammatory injection! And there was also ointment to apply.
Because it's a male cat, it's cheaper, and it still cost me 400!
And the little wild boar—
Let’s not talk about it.
Master Zhang nodded: "Okay, where is the pig pen? Get two strong guys to help catch the piglets."
After he said that, he looked at the fat and fair Zhang Yanping.
Zhang Yanping was cheered up: Catching pigs, so exciting!
Ma Lu followed him. Song Sancheng had just made tea for people and hadn't had time to serve it yet, so he hurriedly followed him.
After walking out of the door and around the back mountain, Master Zhang was a little envious: "Oh, it's great to build the pigpen here. It doesn't affect the image of the village, and there is no smell."
What kind of smell can it have? Zhang Wangjia from the mountain is simply too hardworking. He comes to collect pig manure every day. He uses his newly bought electric tricycle very smoothly. There is no telling how much fertilizer is piled up in the shade of the mountain.
Moreover, Zhang Wang's family was very meticulous in their work. They planted peach trees and watermelons on the mountain. Since the space was not large, he moved all the manure piles to his own field nearby.
The field was full of wild kudzu roots that his family intentionally kept, and they had even accidentally buried a few kudzu vines for the purpose.
In short, the piglets in the pigsty immediately started to grunt when they heard the human voice, which made Master Zhang jealous: "These pigs are so strong!"
I couldn't help but ask her again: "When are you going to kill the pigs? Are you going to sell them? I'll come buy more then."
We are all from the same village, so Song Tan is not unwilling to sell it, but the price is too high for most people to afford.
She then sighed, "I don't know how much will be left. These are all reserved in advance. The price is high, and there are even rules for what to eat every day. We just kept some for ourselves."
What
Master Zhang was surprised again: "This piglet is only this big and the meat has already been reserved?"
"Oh, no wonder people say that well-educated people are more capable and can sell things better than us."
That is.
Zhang Yanping followed behind and muttered:
Not only is it selling well, it's also selling at a high price. For example, he wouldn't believe that the price of pork would be less than 50 yuan per pound by the end of the year.
Of course, if the price of pork outside goes up, we will definitely have to follow suit.
Several people were talking here, and Dabai poked his head out from the bushes, his little yellow hat was particularly conspicuous. His pair of small eyes carefully looked at everyone, not only did he not look majestic, but he looked a little bit wretched.
It seemed that the king had become a little cautious after being raised in the previous owner's house. When he saw a group of people coming, he would not easily show up to avoid scaring others.
But after a while, the grass swayed a few times, and it ran away silently again.
Song Tan glanced at it and found that it was heading towards the back mountain. Knowing that it was going on patrol, he didn't take it seriously.
Here, after everyone commented on the two black and three white domestic pigs, they finally turned their attention to the little wild boar.
The little wild boar was unwillingly digging its way around in the empty pig feeder. When it saw someone coming, it desperately pawed at the person through the railings without being urged.
Master Zhang originally wanted to instruct Song Sancheng and Zhang Yanping to go in and pick up the pig, but before he could say anything, he saw Song Tan jump in, then put his arms around the piglet, scoop it up into his armpits, and then jump out again.
The flow of the water is so smooth, it looks like she is very experienced...
cough.
Anyway, the piglets were brought out, and Song Tan asked, "How do we do it?"
Song Sancheng and Zhang Yanping hurried forward, one holding the front hoof and the other holding the back hoof: "Yanping, you have to hold it tight! Otherwise, if the pig runs away, there will be nothing we can do!"
This work is usually done in the pigsty, for fear that the pigs will run away. But there are other pigs in the pigsty, so in order to prevent them from being affected, it is better to put them outside.
Zhang Yanping nodded seriously, then put the little wild boar on its back on the ground.
The little wild boar seemed to have a bad premonition and was struggling and screaming desperately, with an extremely miserable voice.
Song Tan stood aside and watched Master Zhang take out a razor blade from his bag.
Real blade.
It was the blades of the old-fashioned razors her father and grandfather used to use. I vaguely remember that you could buy a whole box for two dollars...
Then he took out a plastic bottle, poured out a cotton ball with alcohol, and wiped the pig's testicles.
The coolness of the alcohol made the little wild boar scream even more miserably, but it was really too small. Even if it had the strength, it could not struggle under the two big men holding it down!
Song Sancheng laughed: "You are being particular. I remember that when I invited you to my house many years ago, you just held down the pig and it moved."
Master Zhang smiled and said, "In the past, the conditions were simple, but now this thing is not expensive. I just went to the pharmacy to buy it this morning. It's two yuan a bottle, and there is also a bottle of iodine cotton balls."
“You can take it home when you’re done.”
He picked up the blade and moved closer to attack. Song Tan's eyebrows jumped and he quickly reached out and touched the little wild boar's head.
Strands of spiritual energy seeped in, and the little pig, which was originally struggling in fear, suddenly became dizzy, with its eyes narrowed, and its entire face showed a sense of peace and happiness.
At this moment, Master Zhang's hands were as fast as lightning, and he quickly cut a bloody mark on the left and right testicles.
He threw away the blade, pinched the testicles with his thumb and index finger, and squeezed them hard—
"Biu."
The two round little things inside were squeezed out directly.