As for the idea of castrating pigs, Zhai Le refused.
Especially since the one being castrated was a boar piglet.
A ninth-rank fifth-rank doctor and a seventh-rank public doctor, these two warriors can fight a thousand-man encounter with each other. It is no problem for them to hold down a one-month-old boar piglet. The only problem is the piglet's screaming, which really makes the two men a little uncomfortable.
Zhai Le turned his face away, not daring to look at the piglet who was about to be "doed to as he pleased" by his friends but who "would rather die than surrender".
Seeing that the piglet seemed to have expected this and was struggling with all its might, Zhai Le even felt guilty for helping the evildoer. He muttered to himself, "My ancestors, this is the first time in my life that I have done such an 'evil' thing."
Shen Tang, who was about to perform the operation, had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
However, his expression was calm and composed, very steady.
She said, "You two must hold it down and don't let it move. Otherwise, I'll make a mistake and it'll get stabbed again."
Zhai Le stole a glance at the precious boar cub that was about to lose, his thick black eyebrows twitched, and he felt a little nervous for no reason: "Brother Shen, will it hurt if I cut it with the knife?"
Shen Tang considered and said, "It will definitely hurt a little."
Otherwise, where does the word "pain in the balls" come from
She was originally worried about the limited conditions in ancient times and the lack of anesthetics, but then she thought, since they didn’t use anesthesia when slaughtering pigs, why would they need anesthesia when castrating a pig
Shen Tang said with a smile: "You can't bear it?"
Zhai Le resisted the urge to have his scalp tingle, closed his eyes and muttered: "A gentleman cannot bear to see a man die when he sees him alive, and cannot bear to eat his flesh when he hears his cry, so he stays away from the kitchen... I just think it is not very gentlemanly to castrate a man just because I want to have his flesh..."
Shen Tang said as a matter of course: "Gentlemen also have to eat meat! After all, these pigs have to be castrated to taste better. If we don't castrate them, how can it benefit us? Why, haven't you read the Ode to Pork?"
Zhai Le: “… I have read it.”
I had read about it and even tried it because it was so famous. After that, I firmly believed that Dongpo Jushi was a liar. The smell was fishy and acrid. After it was cooked, it was like a rotting corpse that had been left for two or three days. If you tasted it carefully, it also had a bit of the foot odor of the rough guys in the military camp.
I really don't want to try it again after trying it once. I don't know how Dongpo Jushi could "get up in the morning and eat two bowls, and be full without worrying about it." Zhai Le complained: "But the Ode to Pork is not credible! There are so many articles with spiritual meanings, but this one made me suffer a great loss!"
Shen Tang laughed loudly: "Then you should learn the skill of butchering pigs from me, so that you won't be unable to eat this delicious food when you return to Southeast in the future, and you will be so greedy that you will travel thousands of miles to come and have a meal with me."
She grabbed a cloth, wet it with water, and wiped the area where she was going to cut. Under Gong Shuwu's slightly twitching eyes, Shen Tang grabbed the pair of eggs under the boar piglet's belly with one hand and squeezed them accurately. The boar piglet struggled with all its strength, but its resistance was suppressed forcefully.
Zhai Le: “…”
Brother Shen's strength made his scalp tingle.
The next second, Shen Tang held the knife in his right hand, steady as a rock, and the thin and sharp tip of the knife cut through the skin cleanly and efficiently.
The boar cub was pinned to the ground, unable to move, and then it raised its neck and let out a shrill, creepy squeal.
The scream seemed to break through the clouds and the sun and pierce the sky.
Not only did it make Gong Shuwu and the other two's scalps tingle, but it also made Qi Shan and the other two who came after hearing the news stop in their tracks. Their expressions were so wonderful.
Zhai Le's handsome face turned pale, and he felt that he was in pain there. He closed his eyes, unable to bear the sight, and instead held the pig's neck and front trotters with one hand, and covered the piglet's eyes with the other hand, silently saying in his heart: "... Stop crying, it will be fine soon, it will be fine soon."
I watched with my own eyes as Shen Tang pinched out the pair of piglets, hooked his little finger into the wound, and raised the knife steadily.
After a while, the two pieces of meat were thrown into the wooden basin by Shen Tang like peeled fruit. Because the wound was not big and the bleeding was not much, Shen Tang grabbed the pig's hind hoof and lifted it up to shake it. The boar piglet screamed again and looked very energetic.
She exclaimed in amazement: "Amazing!"
Zhai Le said with a pale face: "What's so magical about this?"
Shen Tang pointed at the boar piglet that staggered away as soon as it got off the ground and said, "If a person is castrated, he can't get up for ten days or half a month, and can't get off the ground for one or two months, which is very detrimental to his vitality. But look at it, it can now run around with its hind legs tucked between its legs."
Zhai Le: “…”
Gong Shuwu: “…”
Qishan: “…”
Chu Yao: “…”
So, has Shen Xiaolangjun/Wulang really never worked in a silkworm room? He doesn't look like a novice at all.
Shen Tang went and caught another smaller piglet.
Because it is small, Zhai Le can carry it alone.
After the boar was castrated, a sow piglet was also castrated.
Shen Tang became more and more skilled, and the miserable pig squeals that sounded from time to time attracted a lot of onlookers, making the people under Gong Shuwu tremble with fear.
Because Gong Shuwu said—
"What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Go back and practice slashing and stabbing 300 times each. Whoever can't do it well will be pushed over and castrated."
Everyone: “…”
Shen Tang castrated a few of them and asked Gong Shuwu and Zhai Le to take care of the rest. It wasn't that she wanted to be lazy or disliked the dirty job, but the stern-faced Qi Shan and Chu Yao were really scary. Their aura even made Gong Shuwu, a veteran of the battlefield, feel a chill down his spine.
Although Gong Shuwu and the other two were novices at slaughtering pigs, they were ruthless when it came to killing people and their skills were absolutely superb. After watching Shen Tang perform the operation several times, they had some idea of how it was done and they performed it in a very professional manner.
"Alas, I don't know how many of these piglets will survive."
Medical conditions were limited, and there were few means of stopping bleeding. At most, they could apply some wood ash, and there was not even any sutures. She looked at the basin of eggs.
"Wuhui, do you want to take this basin out to the east chef?"
Chu Yao's face turned black: "I don't want to eat it."
Shen Tang suggested again: "Add a dish to the half-step subordinates?"
Chu Yao: “Yeah.”
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and we can use them to nourish our bodies.
Shen Tang was pulled away by Chu Yao to wash his hands. He used two balls made of soapberry spices and washed his fingers until they turned white and there was no odor.
Lin Feng had been busy in the back this morning, reciting the Enlightenment Words and arranging the people who were bought back. When she saw Shen Tang was still in the village at this time, she asked curiously, "Why didn't you go out today?"
If people go out at this time on weekdays, they are probably going to herd the pigs.
My husband can't stay in one place.
Shen Tang replied awkwardly: "... The piglets are all sick. They will probably need a few days to recuperate before they can be taken out for some fresh air..."
"How serious is the illness? Will it affect castration?"
Shen Tang: "…It's already been castrated."
A freshly castrated pig from the pigpen!
The two adult wild boars don't count. Shen Tang hasn't planned when to do the surgery. After all, the risks of surgery on adult pigs are different from those on piglets.
Lin Feng was surprised: "Is it castrated?"
So fast
Only then did I remember the screams I had vaguely heard earlier.
She was depressed: "Why didn't you ask me to come?"
Shen Tang: “…”
Isn't this because they are afraid of leaving a psychological shadow on Lin Feng
Shen Tang knew how to coax Lin Feng, so he said, "I'm going to summarize these two days and write a 'Pig Slaughtering Manual'. Little Lin Feng, come and help me with it. And put your name on it later!"
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