Even if the scraper provided by the pig butcher is just a simple wooden board with a large blade embedded in it, when the boiling water is scalded over the pig body, the scraper is scraped piece by piece, bringing down wisps of thick pig hair.
…
Not to mention Qin Yun, even Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun were eager to try.
It happened that the second pig was about to be killed here. The aunt came out with a basin and saw her son idle there, so she quickly urged him:
"Don't just watch, you should also do some work."
This is the traditional old mother.
He was cared for like a treasure at home, and he was reluctant to let him wash the dishes. When he went out, he was afraid that he would have nothing to do at a relative's house... This made Zhang Yanping sigh helplessly:
"Okay, okay, I'll start working later. I'll call Qiaoqiao to do the live broadcast first."
The scene of the pig killing was too bloody, so it was destined not to be broadcast.
But now they have all been killed and the blood has been drained, just enough to give an explanation to the fans who did not have the opportunity to participate in the pig-killing feast.
And the live broadcast room was also shocked——
"It's not bad that he's in pain."
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[Could it be for sale? I went to their house this summer to see Changweizhi. Do you think it can be sold? 】
Looking at the time again, at this point, it’s probably time for all the netizens staying in hotels in the city to set off!
"That appeal is twice as powerful as those of internet celebrities with millions of fans!"
[Bad, bad, bad! As a social animal, you have to relive your childhood nightmares, right? 】
[Cute! I know you are eating pork, but I still give you homework!]
"My dear friends, I've been so busy since then that I haven't given them winter vacation homework yet - can they finish it today?"
Qin Yunzheng took a small ladle of cold water from the bottom of the barrel and poured it under the pig's body. When he heard this, the ladle's body trembled, and it was almost scalding.
[I saw me holding down the pig's head coldly, picking up the long knife with my left hand and stabbing it hard! Bai Chen's face was still expressionless, but the heat in his eyes was...]
[You are convinced! Where are these people who went to the pig-killing feast? Why do we eat meat to write papers? 】
When I thought about it, I suddenly felt proud while holding the phone holder——
[Hey, pigs can grow so small now? How many pounds does that mean?]
[Shhh! If you dare to say that to me, your life will be in danger?]
So, Qiao Qiao's diary was only half written when Heng Hengchi was pulled out again:
But suddenly my mind was attracted by another thing:
Qin Yun raised his head and glanced at Zhang Yanping, and even his voice became stronger subconsciously: "I told you that you are still young, why are you an uncle?"
"Ah!" No one exclaimed calmly: "Why are you starting a live broadcast when you still have time to go?"
[Bad, bad, bad, give him the pen! He will write! The stronger the New Year flavor, the more expensive the pork!]
[Um... you are willing to do that homework, but Teacher Qiaoqiao, can he tell you where to go to pick up the pig first? 】
[Oh, oh, oh, don’t make you cry, little New Year’s Eve, there are no fields and no land, there are ways to grow corn and sweet potatoes, but now we don’t even have pigs]
"Bad!" Qiao Qiao didn't mean it in a bad way. Everyone is on winter vacation, and I have a lot of time for live broadcasts. I have time to give winter vacation homework to my older friends!
After I finished speaking, I saw Xin Jun and Zhang Yanping opposite me glance at me.
But Qiao Qiao knew all that. I just curiously moved the camera closer to this chubby little pig and sighed loudly at this moment.
[Later, did he lose the gold abacus, the silver abacus, or the plastic abacus on your wrist? 】
[What a bad coincidence, Teacher Qiaoqiao, you are a poor student, you can only afford winter vacation homework if you buy it - unless he disassembles a pig leg and sends it to you, and you do your homework for him to see]
And how to get the signing fee? It depends on today's pig-killing feast.
【Bad little! Bad white! Bad fat pig!】
"Slow down, slow down, are you killing a pig?"
"You think our visit was in vain... We are really unpopular! The things sold in the live broadcast room are also really bad. Is there any replacement..."
[Did you just see Brother Bai Dao... He looked at me shaving pig hair with a calm face. Isn't he cool and fierce? 】
There are ten netizens in total, and three spots are for the live broadcast platform - if you want to sign a long-term contract with Qiao Qiao, you have to pay a decent signing fee, right?
[Help, the kind of work I do is like killing a pig, but a crime.]
And at this moment, under the minibus that was traveling at a constant speed, the young man's cell phone suddenly rang with a notification sound.
[Wow! So that’s how pig hair is removed... That pig is so round and chubby]
"My dear friends, what Cheng has to do before he kills the pig is to shave the pig's hair! The pig's hair is not hard at all, so if he shaves it clean, it will taste very bad."
"You're just the same. You just think about how much you can eat for lunch..."
"It's bad to look at it. You are so brave. You dare to look at it."
[Winter vacation homework and so on, these are all done by serious people]
[Teacher Qiaoqiao, tell the truth, was our little brother the one who killed that pig? 】
"That's right, it's only been one minute since it started airing, and the number of viewers has exceeded 10,000."
On the other hand, he was still staring at the data in the live broadcast room.
"The uncle who killed pigs now wants to kill other pigs, so the ones who shave the pigs are my two uncles and my brother."
"We should have gone earlier this morning. It's a pity that we saw pigs being killed with our own eyes."
【???There is a local behind him?! Then he rushes directly to the door of the house?!】
The person outside the minibus was looking at the people in the live broadcast room with a happy smile:...
【Ahhhhh pork pork pork!!!】
What's more, I was startled and put a lot of force on my hand, and the "swipe and pull" was not a piece of pig hair.
As soon as he said that, everyone who had deliberately eaten something in the morning all touched their bellies in unison.
"Damn, it's already 30,000 yuan too late... Everyone knows the truth, but there's no trade-off when it comes to giving a small or a large signing fee! Look, what is that for? Is it shaving pig hair?"
"When Xiaojia goes back to kill the pig, remember to shave the pig hair with your own hands! They think it's very complicated."
Qin Yun immediately became silent.
Outside the live broadcast room after the meeting, Qiao Qiao was explaining to Xiaojia with a smile:
In the front seat of the minibus, eight people sitting in a row turned on their mobile phones, put on their headphones, and watched the live broadcast seriously.
Teacher Qiao Qiao needs to think carefully about what kind of homework should be left during the winter vacation?
"Damn, he needs to be careful!"
The boomerang actually hit you?!
Zhang Yanping became proud and felt that it was wonderful to be a tough Party A - the initiative to sign the contract was in his own hands, and he didn't have a unique advantage. It felt so good!
"He's going to start a live broadcast and let his big friends see how your pork is eaten out of their mouths."