Chapter 1066 1066. Shaping pig hair
If it weren't for the pig in front of him that was still bleeding quietly, Lu Chuan would almost laugh at this sentence——
Just, even if he doesn't adapt, he won't be afraid, right?
But looking at Song Tan's serious and concerned eyes, he paused for a moment, and still tried to change his image of the Princess and the Pea:
“When I was a child, I lived in a village in the city, very close to the vegetable market. My mother didn’t have time to take care of me, so I stayed there all day.”
Looking at Song Tan who was listening carefully, he spoke in more detail:
“Pig killing is rare, but the wet market starts very early, and sometimes the streets are still foggy, and you can see the butcher smoothly cutting open the whole pig.”
The knife cuts through the meat as if it were sliding through silk. If you watch it for a long time, you won't be afraid, but you will feel an inexplicable awe.
The reason why Lu Chuan is able to write detailed and good stories is closely related to the fact that he has observed thousands of people in the wet market.
“There are also killing chickens and sheep...I’ve seen quite a lot of it.”
"Oh." Song Tan felt relieved and turned back.
He saw that the pig's blood was dripping and gradually drained away. The aunt happily squatted in front of the basin and kept stirring. She was already pleasantly surprised by the fat pig's blood volume.
From above the head, Lu Chuan's voice came again: "But you are right, I am indeed a little uncomfortable."
He looked at Song Tan with very focused eyes: "But it's not shameful. You won't laugh at me - why not arrange some other work for me before killing a few pigs."
Song Tan was a little hesitant.
Other work has basically been assigned, and what I can do now is related to pigs.
However, there was no need to wait for her instructions. Lu Chuan had already taken two steps forward and said to the aunt who was about to carry the pot with Wu Lan:
“Auntie, I am strong, let me move it.”
ah?
The aunt was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Song Tan and said meaningfully:
"Young man, you don't need to be seen when you're working...it's good, it's good. Can you lift it? I'll go with you."
This basin of pig blood is really heavy. The other party also wore a light blue shirt. If it got dirty, it wouldn't be possible to wash.
"No."
Lu Chuan smiled, and his unique appeal, as bright and broad as the clouds and the rain, made Auntie and Wu Lan stunned for a moment.
Before he could react, he saw that he had easily picked up the basin and walked towards the kitchen, asking along the way:
“Are you putting it here?”
Auntie and Ulan subconsciously followed behind. Seeing that someone had entered the house, she slapped Ulan **** the back:
"Tell me about you! The child is so old, why don't you worry about it? How handsome this young man is! I just asked Tantan, and she was still perfunctory with me."
“Huh?” Ulan was also stunned.
It is strange to say that before Tan Tan went to work every day, the couple was worried about her marriage.
But he has been busy all year long, and his children are either throwing money here or making money there, so how can they care about this!
Hearing her aunt speak at this moment, Ulan turned around and laughed:
"Her aunt, the child's affairs depend on fate..."
“It depends on fate!” The aunt looked down on their grinding manner:
“Just tell me, half of our lives have passed, how do you think you are destined to have this handsome young man!”
“We, Tantan, are so good-looking, so we can’t really find someone ugly, right?”
"If nothing else, even if you don't have money, plowing the fields will save you an old ox!" Doesn't this sound exactly like Song Tan's tone?
Ulan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter
People say that my niece looks like my aunt...she really does!
…
Lu Chuan said he wanted to do other things, but turned around and went to the mountain again.
There are still three pigs that have not been lifted down over there.
And Qin Yun and He Fu cannot be said to have seen pigs being killed in the countryside for the first time. They must have been there for some time. At this moment, I stood by and watched with relish, watching the old and traditional way of killing pigs in the countryside.
While watching, the discussion was also lively:
“Why did he cut a hole in the pig’s hind leg?”
“I don’t know either, let’s just wait and see.”
"Why did he poke the iron rod through the opening on the hind leg - oh, I remembered it! To get the skin out of the gap, and then blow air into it. I just don't know whether they used an air bag or blew it with their mouths. ?”
“What is this for? A ritual after killing a pig?”
The two of them were muttering to each other, which made the people next to them laugh: "Is this your first time seeing a pig being killed?"
This is not the first time I have met Qin Yun, but basically I have rarely encountered him since college.
What's more... He has lived in the city since he was a child, and has only a handful of opportunities to go to the countryside. This is really the first time he has seen such a scene. Why else would he be so active in joining in the fun?
The uncle next to him explained to him in a local accent: "This is to blow air into the pig. Blow it into the pig first, and then put the pump in... I think the pig butcher is old and his lung capacity is not enough, hahaha..."
When he said this, the people around him laughed lively.
The pig butcher thought it was normal: "Your lung capacity is enough for you to blow! Aren't you a fool if you have an air pump?"
He was waving to He Gu: "Come on, come on, you two from the big city haven't seen each other before, right? Just give me a pump."
Moreover, I took it over curiously.
I saw that the pump was an old thing of unknown age - after all, these days, there are no bicycles left in the village.
Watching the pig butcher tying up the pig's hooves tightly, he pulled the lever of the pump up and down with an order.
The pig's skin was inflated, and its huge body slowly swelled.
But the pig butcher felt that it was not enough, so he took the prepared wood and kept beating on it.
At the same time, he also explained to the young man:
“This is for shaving pig hair, and it’s easier to start by blowing it rounder.”
As he spoke, he sighed again:
"Actually, this pig has grown fat, and now there is no need to work as hard as in the past when plucking pig hair. In the past, the pigs didn't even have to eat, and they were so skinny that the wrinkles on the skin couldn't be stretched. If they didn't blow up, the pigs would grow taller. The hair cannot be shaved cleanly.”
“It’s very easy to shave pig hair. You can try it later.”
He became even more interested when he said this, and used the pump harder.
Everyone burst into laughter - he is such a young man, he has so much energy!
In just a short while, the sound of cheering and the muffled "bang bang" of sticks alternated. Soon, the whole pig's body was swollen.
"Okay!" The pig butcher waved his hand: "Is it interesting? Come on, I'm going to shave the pig hair. Just keep an eye on it, and if you can do it, you can start shaving it too. There are a few pigs waiting over there."
Update 2! Okay, let’s kill the pig! By the way, I’ll give my sister a sip, she’s also an old acquaintance of everyone—
"Little Fubao is disliked by others?" The whole capital is spoiling me at the risk of their lives" Er Qian
. The little sister I picked up will be very cute after I raise her!
(End of this chapter)