Chapter 171: How to Slaughter Soft-shelled Turtles

It was a huge old mansion with blue brick walls, and a tall gatehouse with delicate carvings on the walls, and the carvings on the roof were even more delicate and beautiful.

From the front, there is a hall in the middle, and several huge round wooden pillars in the entrance corridor are seven or eight meters high, and there are transepts on the left and right.

It is surrounded by a wall, and countless battlements are built on the wall, and the inside and outside can see the scene outside at a glance. Inside the wall is a large courtyard, paved with bluestone bricks, cobblestones, and shadows of several people sitting in the courtyard.

"Local tyrants, local tyrants, the local tyrants in ancient times turned out to be like this. Kuang Dejun sighed long.

"Tuhao, you are big!" Tu Mei'er twisted his arm hard, and said, "This house was left by my grandfather's father, and according to legend, the other residents of this village are my Tu family's guards or slaves. My ancestor was a court official, and after retiring to the countryside, he bought this piece of mountain, and he also took root here!"

"If it had been a hundred years ago, maybe I would have called you Miss or Princess, Princess Thousand Fox!" Kuang Dejun joked.

A small stream flowed out around the old house, and on the banks of the stream were seven or eight young women squatting and washing clothes. As soon as Tu Mei'er's red P0LO appeared, several young women who were washing clothes hurriedly threw the unwashed clothes into the bucket and hurried away.

It seems to be very taboo to play the appearance of Tu Meier.

Outside, she honked her horn, and the heavy door was pulled open from inside by a hunchbacked old woman.

Tu Meier slowly drove the car into the courtyard, where in addition to the old woman, a middle-aged man was talking to another young man in his thirties.

"Grandma!" the old woman was about to speak, when she saw a handsome young man in the co-pilot.

"This girl, I'm here, and I won't introduce you. The old woman blamed him.

The middle-aged man also asked curiously, "Girl, are you talking about a boyfriend?"

Tu Mei'er hurriedly argued: "Second uncle, what kind of vision do you have." He's ......"

Without waiting for her to speak, the young man in his thirties next to him saw that it was Kuang Dejun who got out of the car, and greeted him warmly: "It turned out to be Mr. Kuang, and Mr. Kuang is still free to run to Lingbei Village today?"

It turned out to be Zhu Qingbiao, the purchasing manager of Phoenix Restaurant. Almost everyone in the management of the restaurant knew him.

"Coincidentally, Manager Zhu, are you?" asked Kuang Dejun suspiciously.

"Tu Jia is my old customer, and I have to buy hundreds of catties of soft-shelled turtle from Lao Tu every month. Zhu Qingbiao said.

From the first time he saw Zhu Qingbiao, Kuang Dejun guessed that he was the boss who bought the soft-shelled turtle.

Kuang Dejun took down a bucket of soft-shelled turtles and said, "Grandpa Tu said that after waiting for him for another hour or so, he will be able to bring back another bucket of soft-shelled turtles!"

Tu Meier said to Kuang Dejun: "Brother Kuang, this is my grandmother, this is my second uncle!"

He said to his grandmother and second uncle: "This is Boss Kuang, who plans to buy our navel oranges." Second uncle, grandpa told you to slaughter two soft-shelled turtles to entertain guests at noon!"

The second uncle happily agreed, grabbed two soft-shelled turtles from the bucket, and prepared to slaughter them. Kuang Dejun saw at a glance that the second uncle seemed to be breathing poorly, and it seemed to be a little difficult to speak, and it seemed to be very difficult to grab a five- or six-pound soft-shelled turtle with one hand.

"I'll help you. Kuang Dejun hurriedly took a step forward and took a soft-shelled turtle from the second uncle's hand.

Entering the kitchen inside, the second uncle turned the bottom of the soft-shelled turtle on the board, but the second uncle was weak, and turned the soft-shelled turtle over the bottom several times, and was separated by the soft-shelled turtle several times, and the sharp mouth of the soft-shelled turtle almost bit the second uncle's hand several times, making it dangerous.

"It's better for me to come, you can teach me how to slaughter it!" Kuang Dejun put the soft-shelled turtle in his hand into the iron bucket, took the knife, flipped the soft-shelled turtle on the board, and pressed it on the belly of the soft-shelled turtle with only one finger.

"When the soft-shelled turtle stretches its neck and turns over, just quickly cut it off. ”

The soft-shelled turtle struggled hard, its neck stretched long, and Kuang Dejun raised his knife and cut off the neck of the soft-shelled turtle in two.

Tu Meier was hiding far away, and her grandmother was investigating what her relationship was with Boss Kuang, why did she call people "Brother Kuang" so affectionately!"

At this time, the second uncle quickly brought a bowl, poured the soft-shelled turtle blood into the bowl, poured out a glass of white wine, drank a sip of soft-shelled turtle blood and drank a sip of white wine, and his expression was extremely enjoyable, which made Kuang Dejun look surprised.

"I have high blood sugar and blood pressure, and the old Chinese medicine doctor said that drinking soft-shelled turtle blood can lower blood sugar and blood pressure. The second uncle explained.

Kuangde's army did the same and slaughtered the second turtle. At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed in gray and black clothes entered the kitchen, she poured a few spoonfuls of water into the pot to heat, and then put the slaughtered soft-shelled turtle whole into the water, scalded it for a while, and carefully peeled off a layer of sand skin from the soft-shelled turtle......

"Wait for her to get it, let's go sit in the living room outside!" The second uncle turned around and invited Kuang Dejun out of the kitchen.

When they arrived in the living room, the second uncle beckoned Kuang Dejun and Zhu Qingbiao to sit down, and asked Tu Meier breathlessly: "Girl, go to your grandfather's room to take away the tea, and then go upstairs to grab a few snacks!"

"Don't bother. Kuang Dejun and Zhu Qingbiao hurriedly prevaricated and said: "Just drink a cup of tea, and don't need dim sum." ”

Tu Mei'er said: "Brother Kuang, I went to your house for dinner, and you were reluctant to entertain me with any snacks, but in my house, you won't be so rude." ”

This Nizi just said that I don't know how to count, but I really don't have a base to store those snacks that are ready to eat.

"But I won't blame you," Tu Mei'er patted Kuang Dejun lightly on the back, and jumped happily to find the fruit pot.

"Second uncle, have you ever been down the mine?" Kuang Dejun saw that his superficial symptoms were very similar to those of a mine worker's silicosis.

"Boss Kuang, I have seen at a glance that I was an underground worker. Alas, don't say it, I have been a worker in Pantieshan for decades, and I retired last year. I didn't make much money, but I got sick and came back. Nine out of ten underground workers have silicosis, but the severity is different!" said the second uncle with emotion.

It was drizzling outside. Because there is a square patio in the center of the old house, the rain falls from above.

Kuang Dejun was a little worried about whether the experiment of spraying spiritual spring water at night could be carried out normally. Because if it rains, it will inevitably affect the absorption of the fruit.

The second uncle was worried about the old father in the orchard, but he immediately saw the old father coming from the other side of the stream on a rickshaw on a rickshaw at the battlement of the wall.

Tu Meier brought four or five kinds of snacks, including persimmons, cloud cakes, fried rice corners, popcorn, peach crisps, and peanuts.

The old man Tu weighed the two buckets of soft-shelled turtles, with a net weight of 62 catties, and Zhu Qingbiao paid 3,720 yuan to the old man in time. Zhu Qingbiao wanted to send the soft-shelled turtle back to the restaurant immediately, but the Tu family refused to let him go.

"The dish will be ready immediately, there is no reason, there is a reason to go home hungry without eating!"