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"Grandpa, we're here!" I quickened my pace, walked up to Grandpa, and put the pockets and pots I brought on the ground.
"Okay! How many pockets did you take?" Grandpa asked with a smile.
From Grandpa's face, it can be seen that he is very happy and excited, killing a pig! Such a big fat pig is something to be proud of!
"Five! Grandma brought all the woven bags left on the table." I pointed to the pockets on the ground and said.
"Is it our turn?" I continued to ask Grandpa. There are three big fat pigs on the ground, and I don't know who will come first.
"Come on, we're in second place, and they're in first place." Grandpa motioned for the couple next to us to be in front of us.
"It's been a long time to kill our big fat pig?" Grandma came over and said, putting down the basin in her hand.
I hurriedly told my grandma what I had just learned.
At this time, Master Wang, his father, and his son were ready. The firewood in the stove was burning hot, and the water in the pot was boiling hot.
Speaking of this stove, it is amazing, specially made for killing pigs.
Looking down from the air, it looks a bit like a gourd.
The big part is a huge iron pot. The gourd-shaped middle part is a concrete platform for pigs. There is a two-finger-wide sink in the middle to facilitate the flow of liquid.
The eldest son of Second Master Wang took the iron hook, and together with his brother, released the first pig. After hooking the chin with an iron hook, he dragged it to the stove.
?Second Master Wang, who had already stood beside him, was serious, as if he was praying in his heart. Could it be that killing a pig is such a sinful sin that he has to save the fat pig before using the knife?
With fear in his eyes, Fat Pig struggled as hard as he could, trying to avoid Second Master Wang. Could it be that Pig also knew that he was running out of time?
The fire in the stove reflected on the face of Second Master Wang, adding to the chilling atmosphere even deeper.
He smoked the last puff of leaf tobacco, and after the red butt was extinguished, he exhaled a puff of smoke ring, threw away the cigarette butt, the butcher's knife was shining coldly, and he was already very hungry and thirsty.
Second Master Wang simply pinched the pig's ears, his legs formed a figure of eight steps, the sharp knife was already tightly grasped, and he was only one step away.
"Bring the basin!" The host who was standing next to him hurriedly took out the basin he had brought in advance and handed it to the pig.
The pig screamed louder, it seemed to have become desperate, its eyes filled with fear, struggling, trying to escape.
Second Master Wang took a deep breath, and handed out the sharp knife hidden behind him!
A cold light flashed, and the half-foot-long blade instantly sank into the fat pig's body.
The sharp knife is unbelievably sharp, and the thick pigskin can't stop it at all. The blade submerged in the body reaches directly to the heart, not too long or too short, just opening a small opening on the heart.
Directly stabbed in the heart and killed with a single knife, the fat pig didn't even make a roar, but just twitched a few times, trembling and unsteady, and fell silent after falling to the ground.
This is the craftsmanship of Wang Ershi!
The fat pig walked without pain, at least there was no persistent pain. One cut, just one cut, ended its roar and made the owner's heart fall.
While breathing a sigh of relief, my mood gradually eased. After all, it's a pig I've raised for more than half a year. It's really uncomfortable if I keep roaring like this.
As a representative figure of the veteran pig butcher, Second Master Wang deserves the title of No. 1!
There are pig butchers in other townships, but their skills are not up to standard. Sometimes the pigs struggle or even run away after a knife is cut, which is very embarrassing.
I heard a joke from my grandfather. After killing a pig, a pig butcher in a certain village had already carried it to the stove, ready to shave the pig.
When the boiling water was poured on the pig, the pig, which was already dead, got up again, struggled and rolled down the stove, fleeing for its life.
Although this is a joke, it is true. Like our rural area, this kind of situation is especially taboo. If the owner believes in these gods and ghosts, he may not even give money for killing pigs.
A one-shot technique like Wang Ershi's requires not only a full understanding of the pig's body structure, but also a rhythmic control of subtle timing.
Down the pig's neck, there are leg bones and sternum, and in the middle is the throat.
Only the position to the left of the larynx can penetrate to the heart.
When a pig is struggling, it is necessary to aim at the position and kill it with a single blow. It is not something that can be practiced by killing two or three pigs. Without more than ten years of experience, it is absolutely impossible.
After the pig fell to the ground, Second Division Wang drew out the knife. At this moment, the gleaming blade was covered with blood. The so-called white knife enters and red knife exits is very appropriate at this time.
As soon as the knife was drawn out, the blood that was flowing out slowly shot out like an eruption.
Second Master Wang picked up the basin on the ground and put the first ray of blood in the basin.
The basin sprinkled with salt in advance slowly filled with blood, and the temperature of the fat pig's body gradually dropped.
After receiving two pots of blood slowly, the fat pig was lifted onto the stove.
Splashing water, scalding, shaving, proceeded in an orderly manner.
"Shutchacha~chachacha~" Mr. Wang's father and son, three of them, one with an iron scraper, kept shedding the fat pigs.
After shaving and washing, the fat pig becomes white, plump and clean.
The sharp knife in Wang Ershi's hand had already been replaced by another short knife. The hooves, shoulders, and pig's head were removed, and the belly was ripped open. The fat pig was gradually dismembered.
The fat pig with only its body left was hung by two iron hooks and hung on a wooden stick next to it.
Machete shot! The pork runs along the spine, split in half, and then into smaller pieces.
Zuo squat (pork hip), Baola (pork belly with bone), and slit (front shoulder meat), one piece after another, is divided and put into the prepared pocket.
Put the four hooves into the burnt and bubbling rosin, dip them in the rosin, and put them in cold water to cool, so that the excess hair on the pig's feet can be pulled out.
Hooves and hooves put a bag.
The pig's viscera was placed in a bag, one after another, one piece after another, and a big fat pig was decomposed and completed in the hands of Wang Ershi, his father and his son
Then my pig was sent to the "execution ground". I didn't dare to look at the pig's eyes, I was very scared, and I had a little fantasy in despair, as if asking us for help, don't kill it.
But it's New Year's Eve! You have lived such a comfortable life for so many months, how could you not make some contributions to my family?
Same beginning, same ending.
Just like the last pig, my pig was also brought down. The difference may be that my pig is fatter and it took a little more trouble.
The pig's blood also received two large pots, and nothing wasted.
The fat pig is full of treasures, but he can't lose any of them.
In fact, it is more about how happy it is to be a little oily in this era of scarcity of supplies.
Although pig blood is not oily, it is something that flows in the pig's body!
And usually it's not easy to buy this stuff!
Not only because of its good taste and taste, but also because of its cheap price!
A few dollars can have a delicious meal. For ordinary families, they would rather get up an hour or two early and go to the street to buy it in advance! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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