The Pentium Era - South to North

Chapter 1997 Killing Pigs

The weather was very cold, and the cold wind in the mountain was howling. When everyone opened their mouths, there was a cloud of hot air in front of them, but no one retreated into the house. Everyone stood in the yard, and the number of people was getting bigger and bigger. many.

Everyone stared at the pig, as if they were seeing it off.

The neighbors next door were lying in bed, listening to what was going on outside. First they heard a car coming, and then they heard the excitement outside. They quickly put on their clothes and got up, and came over to watch the excitement. Anyway, you just want to sleep next. It's impossible to sleep. When you get here, after watching the excitement, you can drink a glass of hot wine and get back into bed with your whole body warm.

Among the newcomers, when someone saw Gu Gong, they came over and called him Teacher Gu. It was obvious that Gu Gong was quite popular in this area. However, why did they call him Teacher Gu? Zhang Xiangbei didn't know. I know, there is no experience as a teacher in Gu Gong's resume. His wanton heart can't even keep him on the university platform, let alone other schools.

All schools are rotten, this is what Gu Gong often says, and of course he will not rot with them.

Gu Gong nodded towards the visitor and did not say a word. Instead, he pointed towards the pig butcher with his hand, indicating that if he had anything to say, he would talk about it later and watch the excitement first.

Old Bao drove the pig towards the pig butcher. When the pig's head twisted to the left, the left cheek was hit by a bamboo pole. When it twisted to the right, the right cheek was hit by a bamboo stick. It could only keep walking towards the pig butcher. Only in the past can we avoid being hit by bamboo poles.

The pig butcher held the iron hook in his right hand, stretched out his left hand towards the pig, and turned his palm upwards, as if he was gently warning the pig to be good, obedient, and not to make noise or make trouble.

When the pig approached the butcher, the butcher took two steps back, then two more steps, until he reached the edge of the desk. There was no way to retreat.

At this time, the apprentice had quietly walked behind the pig and stood with Lao Bao.

The pig walked half a meter away from the pig butcher and refused to move forward. He stood there and when he wanted to step back, the bamboo pole in Lao Bao's hand fell like raindrops, but no matter how he hit him, The pig just refused to go any further.

"It smelled the murderous aura in the pig-butcher." Gu Gong leaned close to Zhang Xiangbei's ear and said.

The pig-butcher made a "squeak" sound from his mouth. As soon as he made this sound, Lao Bao stopped beating the pig. The strange thing was that the pig also calmed down and stood there no longer moving, pricking up his ears and listening.

The butcher continued to yell and took two steps forward. The pig was confused and raised its head. The butcher stretched out his hand and patted its head. The pig shook its head, as if it was a little shy. , the pig-butcher suddenly waved his right hand, and the iron hook in his hand plunged into the pig's chin.

The pig was startled and quickly stepped back. Only then did he feel his chin was caught by the iron hook. There was a heartbreaking pain. The pig let out a frightened and angry cry, and then the screams became a series, shaking the heaven and the earth. The entire mountain col was filled. The anger in the cry was getting less and less, and the fear was more and more. Zhang Xiangbei felt that it was wailing.

Just as the pig-butcher hooked the pig's chin with an iron hook, the apprentice grabbed the pig's tail. The poor pig was controlled one by one. It kicked its feet wildly and couldn't escape at all. Screaming at the top of his lungs.

The pig-butcher yelled: "Let's go!"

The apprentice worked hard with him to drag the pig to the edge of the bill. The pig butcher yelled "Get up!" and the two of them exerted force on their hands at the same time. With a "thud", the pig of more than 100 kilograms was thrown by them. Fell on the bill.

"Crush to death!" The pig-killer gave another command. His voice was so powerful that it could be heard clearly through the pig's howling.

The apprentice raised his right foot, stepped onto the counter, pressed the pig's two hind legs with his calves, leaned forward, completely pressing on the pig, hugged the pig's back with his right hand, and grabbed the pig's upper hand with his left hand. Pulling the left front hoof back hard almost broke it. When the left leg hurt, the pig's right front hoof stretched straight like a conditioned reflex, motionless, and couldn't even pedal. There was no need for anyone to catch it. .

The pig finally knew that it was in danger. It let out a series of shrill and piercing screams. The screams were like a piece of sharp glass, not piercing the human heart, but scratching it time and time again. The thorns were not so sharp. And despair, scraping is a physical and psychological blow to people.

Zhang Xiangbei felt that his heart and whole body tightened at the sound of the pig. If his hands could feel his body, his hands must be cold.

This scream was so miserable. Zhang Xiangbei prided himself on being very courageous. Hearing such a voice, he felt it was too miserable.

The butcher pulled out the iron hook from the pig's chin and threw it on the ground. He grabbed the pig's head with his left hand, put his knee on the back of the pig's neck, pulled the pig's head back hard, and pulled out the butcher's knife from behind with his right hand.

Lao Bao kept jumping around to see if he could be of any help, but he couldn't help. The pig-killer glared at him and yelled:

"Blood basin!"

Lao Bao woke up with an "Oh" and quickly put the wooden basin in front of the desk. Salt had been sprinkled in the wooden basin. This wooden basin was used to hold pig blood. The salt helps the pig blood to coagulate quickly. .

The butcher waved his right hand, and the sword flashed, and the pig let out one last shrill scream, and then stopped abruptly. When the butcher knife was pulled out from under the pig's neck, blood oozed out and hit the blood below. In the basin, gugu was steaming.

The butcher scratched the butcher's knife on the rubber apron twice, front and back, and put the knife back into his belt behind him.

He used both hands to push the pig's head back hard, allowing the knife edge to expand and the blood to flow out more freely. The pig held down by the two people struggled, but it was in vain. The more he struggled, the faster his blood spurted out. , as the blood volume gradually decreased, the pig on the table gradually became quiet.

"Master! Amazing!"

Gu Gong yelled, and the pig-butcher turned around and grinned at him.

The key to killing pigs is to kill a pig with one cut. A good butcher can only kill it with one cut. He cannot kill it with one cut. Without face, the pig has no dignity. It is equivalent to dying twice and suffering twice. That is, the person who kills the pig is "committing evil".

Pig butchers with poor skills need help from four or five people to kill a pig, and they are still in a hurry. They need help catching the pig, carrying the case, and holding the pig down. There are even some who are not good at it. Butcher, there is nothing you can do with the pig. You still need to tie the four trotters of the pig with ropes.

That actually prolongs the pig's suffering.

Like this pig killer, he looks very cold, but his actions are simple, clear and quick. Before the pig understands what is going on, all the blood has been drained. The master and the apprentice kill a pig in just a few minutes. If he dies, this shortens the pig’s suffering time. No wonder Gu Gu’s trade union praises him, and no wonder their business is so good.

They are pigs. After being raised for a long time, people and pigs also have feelings. No one would like to see their pigs tied up and wailing, and being stabbed in the police case. Since the pain is inevitable, let this be the case. The pain shortened rapidly.

Gu Gong sighed: "Pigs are really inferior to humans."

Zhang Xiangbei and Xiao Wu looked at him, and Gu Gong whispered to them:

"Pigs are very pitiful. Even if people are shot and beheaded, they will still let you have a full meal, a good meal, and then go on the road. The pig that is going to be killed has not been given food since yesterday. Even the straw in the pig pens was cleared out of fear that they would be too hungry and eat the straw. The pigs had been hungry all day and night, and they had no strength left. Those last few blows were really screaming and struggling with their lives."

Zhang Xiangbei and Xiao Wu were silent.

Feeling that the pig under him was dead, the apprentice straightened up and patted the pig's body with his hand. The pig did not move. The butcher shook his head towards the apprentice, who quickly took the big wooden barrel to the desk. superior.

The pig-butcher kicked the blood basin aside with his feet, and said to Lao Bao: "Boil the water."

Lao Bao ran away screaming.

The butcher grabbed a pig's ear, and the apprentice grabbed the pig's tail. The butcher yelled "go", and the two people lifted the dead pig away from the case and onto the big wooden barrel. The apprentice let go first, and the butcher After releasing it, the pig butt first fell into the big wooden barrel, as if it was sitting there.

Lao Bao and his wife came over with two buckets of boiling water and poured the water into the big wooden bucket. They ran back and brought two more buckets. They carried it three times. The boiling water in the big wooden bucket did not cover the pig's head, and it could only be lifted up. The pig's snout was exposed, and the heat lingered on the barrel, quickly evaporating toward the night sky.

The pig-killer's hand grabbed the pig's nose, and with a "hiss" in his mouth, he pulled the pig's nose to the right along the edge of the barrel. The pig sitting in the barrel began to squirt clockwise in the boiling water. Circle.

The pig-killer let go of the pig's snout and pressed it into the water. He pushed the whole pig's head into the boiling water. After three or four minutes, he reached in again and grabbed the pig's snout. When he lifted it up, there was still something in his mouth. "Shushing", pull the pig's nose to the left along the edge of the barrel, and the pig starts to circle counterclockwise.

After a few turns, the butcher pressed the pig's nose into the boiling water again, waved his hand, and Lao Bao quickly came over and handed him a cigarette. The butcher opened his mouth, and Lao Bao stuffed the cigarette into his mouth. Holding it in his mouth, Lao Bao took out a disposable lighter and lit the cigarette for him. The butcher clicked it, and a third of the cigarette was gone.

The butcher stretched his hands behind his back, wiped his hands on his shirt, and walked towards Gu Gong while smoking.

"When did you arrive, Teacher Gu?"

The butcher asked the consultant, and the consultant smiled and said to him: "Just now, you were sleeping."

The two of them squatted down, and Gu Gong said to him, "Not bad, my skills have become more proficient. I can be called a pig-killing master, and the apprentice you have is not bad either."

The pig-butcher chuckled. He glanced sideways at the apprentice not far away and said, "It's not bad, but I haven't gained enough strength yet."

Zhang Xiangbei and Xiao Wu also squatted down. When Lao Bao saw it, they came over and squatted down. Other people standing in the yard also squatted down. Lao Bao glanced at them, stood up and hurried outside. Looking at them, he cursed:

"Go, go, why don't you help carry things."

The people who had just squatted down were coaxed to their feet and left the courtyard.

The butcher finished smoking the cigarette in his mouth and spat it out on the ground. Gu Gong handed over another one. The butcher quickly said, "Thank you, Teacher Gu."

As he took the caretaker's cigarette with both hands, he glanced at the barrel in which the dead pig was soaked.

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