Master Zhang is indeed an acquaintance from all over the country. As soon as he got off the car, even his seventh cousin laughed:
"Pork maker, you haven't lost your skills yet!"
"Ouch!" Master Zhang was also quite surprised: "Uncle Song, why are you here?"
The seventh cousin pretended: "Oh, I am annoying at my old age. I come back to cook for my children and hope that someone will take care of me in old age."
It would be more like not to be smug when you speak.
Master Zhang quickly told Song Tan: "Girl, I don't want your money for this. Please give me a meal and let me try old Uncle Song's cooking. I haven't eaten this for many years."
When the seventh cousin heard this, he wished his hair was shaking! At this moment, he said reservedly: "No, no, no, no, you have to collect money when you should, and it is necessary to keep food."
In the village, keeping food is a basic operation.
Song Tan also laughed: "I originally planned to keep you."
However, it was almost noon now, so she said: "Master Zhang, should we do it now, or after lunch?"
Before Master Zhang could speak, the seventh cousin spoke first: "Now now! How much effort can a pig have? I plan to drink two cups with him at noon."
Song Tan:......
It's really unfortunate for the little wild boar to meet the king. Not only does it have to sacrifice its body at the end of the year, but there is no anesthetic for sterilization at the moment, and people don't take it seriously!
She remembered that when she was at work, Huo Xueying's cat had to be sterilized and had to deprive her of food and water for eight hours. She was given respiratory anesthesia and was given anti-inflammatory injections afterward! There was also ointment applied on it.
Because it’s a male cat, it’s cheaper, and it only cost 400!
And the little wild boar——
Just don’t mention it.
Master Zhang nodded: "Okay, where is the pig pen? Come two strong men to help catch the piglets."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the fat and white Zhang Yanping.
Zhang Yanping perked up: Catching pigs is exciting!
The numb one followed him. Song Sancheng made tea for someone and didn't even have time to serve it, so he also hurriedly followed.
After leaving the door and walking around to the back mountain, Master Zhang was still a little envious: "Oh, it's great to build the pigsty here. It doesn't affect the image of the village, and it doesn't have any taste."
What kind of smell can it have? Zhang Wang's family on the mountain is simply too diligent. He comes to pull out pig manure every day. He makes the newly purchased electric tricycle smooth and smooth. There is no fertilizer in the shade of the mountain.
How much is piled up?
Moreover, Zhang Wang's family is really meticulous in their work. They planted peach trees and watermelons on the mountain. The space was not big, so he moved all the dung piles to his own land next to it.
The field was full of wild kudzu that his family had intentionally kept, and for this purpose they accidentally buried a few kudzu vines.
In short, as soon as the piglets in the pig pen heard the human voice, they immediately started to scream, which made Master Zhang look at him with enthusiasm: "This pig is so strong!"
I couldn't help but ask her again: "When will the pigs be killed and sold? I will buy more then."
It's not that Song Tan doesn't want to sell it to fellow villagers, but at this price, most people really can't afford it.
She then sighed: "I don't know how much is left. They have all been booked in advance. The price is high, and there are regulations on what to eat every day, so we just kept some for ourselves."
What?
Master Zhang was surprised again: "This piglet is so big and so big and so big?"
"Oh, no wonder people say that people who are good at reading are more capable than us at selling things."
That is.
Zhang Yanping followed Digu:
Not only was it a strong seller, it was also expensive. He wouldn't believe that this pork was worth less than 50 pounds per pound by the end of the year.
Of course, if the price of pork outside increases, it will definitely rise accordingly.
Several people were talking here, and Dabai poked his head out from the bushes. His little yellow hat was particularly obvious. A pair of beady eyes carefully looked at everyone. Not only did he not look majestic, but he looked a little wretched.
The king seemed to be a little cautious after being raised in the previous owner's house. Now when he saw a group of people coming over, he would not show his presence easily, so as not to scare others.
But after a while, the grass swayed a few times, and it ran away again quietly.
Song Tan glanced at it and found that he was heading towards the back mountain. He knew he was on patrol, so he didn't take it seriously.
And here, after everyone commented on the two black, three white and five domestic pigs, they finally turned their attention to the little wild boar.
The little wild boar was burrowing unwillingly into the empty pig food bowl. When it saw a person coming over, it didn't need to rush it, and it tried its best to pull at the person through the railing.
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, Song Tan jumped in, then put his arms around him and put the piglet into his armpit.
Jumped out again.
The flow of clouds and water is extremely smooth, and he looks very experienced...
cough.
Anyway, the piglet was brought out, and Song Tan asked: "How to do it?"
Song Sancheng and Zhang Yanping quickly stepped forward, one to catch the front hooves and the other to catch the hind hooves: "Yan Ping, you have to hold it tight! Otherwise, there will be nothing you can do if the pig runs away!"
Most people do this work in a pigsty because they are afraid of the pigs escaping. But there are other pigs in the pigsty, so in order to avoid being affected, it is better to let them outside.
Zhang Yanping nodded solemnly and then put the little wild boar on its back on the ground.
The little wild boar seemed to have a premonition that something bad was going to happen. At this moment, it struggled desperately and hissed, and the sound was particularly miserable.
Song Tan stood aside and watched Master Zhang take out a blade from his bag.
True blade.
It was the kind of old-fashioned razor blades her father and grandfather used to have. She suddenly remembered that two yuan could buy a whole box...
Then he took out a plastic bottle, poured an alcohol cotton ball out of it, and wiped the pig's balls.
The coolness of the alcohol made the little wild boar scream more and more fiercely, but it was really too small. Even if it had the strength, the two big men couldn't struggle to hold it down!
But Song Sancheng laughed: "You're becoming more particular now. I remember inviting you to my house many years ago, and you held the pig down and it moved."
Master Zhang smiled: "The conditions were poor before, but now this thing is not expensive. I just went to the drugstore to buy it this morning. It costs two yuan a bottle, and there is also a bottle of iodophor cotton balls."
“You can take it home and use it after you finish it.”
He picked up the blade and was about to strike as he got closer. Song Tan's brows jumped and he quickly reached out and touched the little wild boar's head.
Wisps of spiritual energy seeped in, and the little pig, which was still struggling in fear, suddenly became dizzy. Its eyes were narrowed, and the whole pig's face showed a look of peace and happiness.
At this moment, Master Zhang's hand was like lightning! He quickly drew a blood mark on the left and right balls.
He threw away the blade without throwing away his years of craftsmanship, pinched his balls with his thumb and index finger, and then squeezed hard——
"biu."
The two small round things inside were squeezed out directly.