Candide in Chronology is on strike

Qin Xi took the pig's blood back to make breakfast first. Today, the three brothers and sisters woke up very early and went out at dawn. After standing here for so long, their stomachs can't bear it without breakfast!

Qin Jiang went back with Qin Xi, and he wanted to go back to help her light the fire, while Qin He stayed in line and waited to share the pork.

After the person carrying the pig's blood left, there were only seven people left in line, waiting to share the pork. These people were the most agile and active people in the village.

There are four pigs to be slaughtered in the village today. There is no need to worry about this meat. No matter sooner or later, each person can share seven taels of pork. This is the difference between picking first and picking later. Those who pick first have a high chance of picking fat. The meat is picked last, if the rest is lean meat, then you will feel that you are losing money.

Of course, this possibility is very small. Butcher Chen, who divides the meat, will pay special attention to make every piece of meat as fat as possible. It's just the difference between more and less.

After Qin Xi finished her breakfast, she and Qin Jiang ate first, and Qin He's share was left in the pot, warmed by a charcoal fire underneath. Once they finished eating, they went to take Qin He's place.

When the two of them arrived, the third pig had already been slaughtered, and the fourth pig, which was also the thinnest, was being pushed on the stool and was about to be knifed.

"Second brother, we will replace you, you go back to have breakfast first, the breakfast is warming for you in the pot!"

Hearing this, Qin He, who was already hungry, his eyes lit up. He loves to eat pig blood!

"Okay, you guys come and stand here with me."

The people in the back line didn't have any objection to their position handover. This was a family, and the meat allocated to them was fixed, two catties and one tael. As long as they didn't bring anyone else to jump in line, it would be fine.

Like Tang Ying, she didn't dare to leave her place to talk to Qin Xi easily. She is her, and He Yuan is He Yuan. Yu voluntarily gave up this position, so naturally he couldn't come back, so he stuck in front of He Yuan and stood there.

Thirty people were busy in the front, some were sharpening knives, some were boiling hot water, some were shaving pigs, some were performing surgery on pigs, and everyone had jobs like disembowelling and gutting. These ten work points, plus the bowl of bone soup with some internal organs at noon, are not for nothing.

Chen Jun, a brat, has no interest in those stinking dead pigs. What he has his eyes on is the live pig tied up in five flowers. He has been standing next to the pig, watching it humming for a long time. It was fun at first, but now it's kind of boring.

So he took a fluffy reed flower to tease the pig's nose.

As soon as he thought that this pig could only be the food in his mouth, the sense of satisfaction of dominating the life of this pig came out all at once.

With a "humph", a stream of pig's snot with a fishy smell was sprayed on his face accurately.

"Huh, huh, huh, huh."

Hearing the pig's triumphant cry, Chen Jun was very unhappy. He clenched his hands into fists and slammed the pig's head several times.

Butcher Chen, who was sharpening the knife next to him, saw it, and very unhappy grabbed the back of Fatty Chen's neck, and then, picked up his clothes, and threw him aside.

"Go, go, don't make trouble here, if you come here to tease it again, I will kill you as well."

The person who said this was Butcher Chen. For more than ten years, he had been responsible for killing pigs in the village. To be honest, there was no child in the village who was not afraid of him.

When he was young, Butcher Chen was a pig butcher in Qingyu County, but after a public-private partnership, he was cleared out as a small shrimp. Up to now, the opportunities for him to do it are very few.

But even so, at least several pigs die in his hands every year, so when he speaks, he carries a fierce air, especially when he reprimands people with staring eyes, his face is straight, and he looks like a pig. It seems that he is about to rush up and kill you, which makes the children in the village fear him like a tiger.

If someone else said that to him, Fatty Chen might still be unconvinced, even if he didn't dare to fight back, he would dare to contradict him, but now he just ran back to his grandma in desperation to seek comfort.

With the flash of the knife, the knife in Chen Butcher's hand slashed hard at the pig's neck, blood spurted out, and the crowd also burst into exclamations, not fear or fear, but excitement.

"Okay, this old butcher has been so good for so many years, he was killed with a single knife, and the pig didn't bother at all."

"What's even more amazing is his skill of deboning pigs, which is absolutely clean without leaving a trace of meat. To be honest, he stayed in our village to work in the field, and his skill was in vain."

"Then what can be done! There are many talented people in this county, and he is not bad. Others are related to each other and can get a little relationship. He is the only one. If he doesn't lay off anyone, he is the only one who is easy to bully." It's one o'clock."

The villagers' discussions have never stopped, but for Butcher Chen, only the pig in his hand deserves his attention.

After more than half an hour, the four pigs were almost treated. Although they looked bloody, when everyone looked at the meat, their eyes were eager.

Some internal organs, such as intestines, were taken to the river to be cleaned. Anyway, when dividing the meat, no one would ask for this.

The first ones to buy meat were the daughter-in-law and old lady of Party Secretary Chen Zongze. Before that, the daughter-in-laws lined up here. Now that the pigs have been slaughtered and the meat is about to be divided, they quickly called their mother-in-law and grandma over, like this The important matter of planting and dividing meat cannot be done without an old man sitting in charge.

These young daughters-in-law are also difficult to do. If they bring the meat back, they will inevitably be nagged by the mother-in-law above, why is this piece of meat so thin, why do you buy it back, and if the eyes are not good for the prodigal mother-in-law? It fell down.

Only the old women choose the meat they bring back, and they will not nag their daughter-in-law at home.

"Cut it from here. I want this piece." Chen Sui pointed to the piece of suet in front of him, and said to Butcher Chen in front of the stall.

In fact, she was just talking about it. She knew that each family could only cut two liang of this piece of lard suet.

She is Doudou Chen Butcher, she is Chen Butcher's biological aunt, and the only remaining old aunt, and the relationship between the two has always been good.

Butcher Chen also knew this. If he did this today, the good job of killing pigs and dividing the meat would definitely be handed over to others next time.

The people in the queue behind were not blind and deaf, they could see and hear, if he dared to give all the suet to his aunt, he would be taken down immediately, and the fat in his aunt's basket would not be taken away.