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Chapter 255 Killing Pigs

The handwriting is neat, the ideas are clear, and I can't find any points that would deduct points. It's a perfect answer sheet.

After leaving the examination room, Wang Luo went straight to the pigpen behind the playground. Today was the day to slaughter a pig. Of course, the teachers and students who did well in the exam would get some rewards. The best reward these days was a piece of fat pork with three fingers of fat. He could also take a look at the condition of the pigs raised in the past six months. Even Dean Ma of the Agricultural University came over to do a data survey.

"How did you finish the exam so quickly?"

Dean Ma asked Wang Luo after he saw him run back after only thirty minutes in the examination room.

"The questions aren't difficult, just answer them and then you can get out. I also want to see what the pigs I raise are like!"

"Definitely a good pig. I'm just confused. We grew really well with the feed you gave us. But when we mixed it ourselves, it was obviously the same as before, and we didn't grow any more meat. Did you add something good to it?"

Seeing the big, fat and healthy pigs, Dean Ma racked his brains but couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

"Then I don't know. Anyway, I have given you the feed. Your students are also watching over the three meals a day. They know it best. You need to study it carefully!"

"That's weird, what went wrong?"

Dean Ma was puzzled.

What a joke! Dinosaur bone meal is definitely a good thing. It is completely different for Dean Ma to use other bone meal to mix with feed. He gave it to them to research but they couldn't find any clue. Maybe this dinosaur bone meal has some special ingredients that only Gold Finger has, and current testing methods can't detect it. Wang Luo doesn't know what's going on. Forget it, if it can't be tested now, he can only wait until later.

A new stove was built on the playground. A large pot on it was filled with water early in the morning. There was a blazing flame in the furnace, which was used to boil water for depilating the pigs.

In addition, there is a simple rack supported by three pieces of wood, where the meat will be hung. On the simple chopping board next to it are placed the butcher knife, hair removal knife, iron pipe, etc.

All the tools have been prepared, all we have to do is select the pigs and slaughter them. Today Wang Luo will do it himself. In the courtyard, Sha Zhu is the one who specializes in slaughtering pigs, and he has learned it all, so he will give it a try today.

Seeing that he was about to do it, Yan Jiecheng and several people from the cafeteria came over, holding ropes and surrounding the screaming pig. Wang Luo looked at it and waved his hands with a smile: "Alright, alright, it's just killing a pig, why are you so nervous? Just get the basin ready to collect the blood."

As he said this, he went over and grabbed the selected pig and dragged it over, then put it on the small chopping board. Yan Jiecheng quickly moved the large basin downwards and jumped away.

Wang Luo waited for him to stand away, then he used his other hand to stab and pull out the knife, and blood spurted out.

The main feature is a clean, neat and crisp feeling.

"As expected of a man who can kill a tiger with his bare hands, this guy even kills pigs differently from us!"

"Who said it wasn't true? We killed the pig with four or five people, but he did it all by himself!"

Including Dean Ma, Principal Jiao and those who were watching the fun nearby, all praised Wang Luo.

Yes, when others slaughter a pig, at least five or six people are needed to help. They also have to tie the pig up to prevent it from getting up and running away halfway through bleeding. This is very common in rural areas where unprofessional pig slaughterers are not well prepared. Some people use knives that are not sharp enough and can’t stab the pig after a long time, not to mention how much pain the pig suffers. After finally stabbing the pig with the knife, they pull out the knife confidently, and the pig gets up again with a roar and runs around the village bleeding. This is because the pig doesn’t get to the vital part of the body. There are many such cases, not to mention how funny it is.

But it was also lively. When Wang Luo was a child, when a pig was slaughtered, there were always many people waiting to share the meat. Adults and children were noisy, and a group of people chased the injured pig. The atmosphere was very lively, and they would talk about it for half a day when they got home.

Wang Luo turned a deaf ear to the series of praises and comments. He was too lazy to press it with his hands. He put one foot on the pig's neck, waiting for the blood to drain.

Yan Jiecheng and his men were already prepared with iron pipes. After draining all the blood, they cut a hole in the pig's hoof, poked it inside with an iron rod, and then started blowing air into it.

Someone else would hit the pig with a stick to fill it with air, so that it could be used to remove the hair. In general, farmers would use an air pump, but there was no such thing here, so they just blew with their mouths.

Wang Luo didn't need everyone to take turns blowing, he just went up and puffed up his mouth and blew hard. His lung capacity was very large, so he didn't even need to breathe. After a while, the fat pig became round and looked like it had gained dozens of pounds. He picked it up and threw it into a bigger basin. The people who were helping poured boiling water on the pig, and someone started to remove the hair with a knife. Anyway, they were very busy.

After removing all the hair, Wang Luo picked up the pig and used a hook to scrape it and hang it on the wooden rack. He then used a knife to cut open the pig's belly, taking out all the offal inside, and then slowly divided the meat. The pig was killed.

Everyone stared at Wang Luo's knife, wanting to see whether the pigs raised this year were fat, summarize the experience, and continue next year.

With a light cut of the knife, the pig's belly was cut open. Wang Luo turned it over with his hand and showed it to everyone.

"Good pig, three fingers of fat, right?"

"More than that, at least four fingers. I haven't seen such a fat pig in years!"

Seeing this, everyone was happy and started to like the fat meat. They could take it home and squeeze out a lot of animal oil. They would add a little bit of it when cooking, and it would be delicious.

"How is it, Dean Ma, this pig is good. The ones from your school are probably not as good as the ones we raise, haha!"

Wang Luo asked Dean Ma while taking out the pig offal.

"There's no comparison, your pigs are so good looking!"

Seeing such a fat pig, Dean Ma shook his head helplessly. He now questioned his own expertise. Damn it, he was outdone by Wang Luo, a half-baked one, but there was nothing he could do.

Once the pig's offal is taken out of the water, the pig is slaughtered. As for how to divide it, that is the school's logistics business and he has no control over it.

"Wang Luo, you raised some good pigs for our school and killed them. So I'll give you the fattest ones as your reward. How about that?"

Principal Jiao was very excited. This year was a great harvest and they could have a good New Year. In the past, the pigs they raised were all skinny and weak, and each person only got a little bit after slaughtering a pig. But this year they didn't expect to get a big one. Not to mention all the good things Wang Luo had brought back when he went fishing for others, this big fat pig alone was worthy of praise, and he must be rewarded well.

(End of this chapter)