A group of butchers immediately ran over as if they had seen a bee with a beautiful flower, their eyes shining in search of the yak they had sighted of.

The officers of the horse farm had already been instructed by General Lou to set aside a vacant land for Lou Zheng to use by these butchers.

Lou Zheng stood aside and watched the excitement, and Yu Jiu, who followed behind him, was even more dumbfounded.

Guarding the border, there are always several battles of all sizes, and I have seen a lot of murder scenes, but this scene of collective cattle slaughter has never been seen.

When I was a child, at home, the rich families in the village would kill pigs every Chinese New Year, and few people had ever seen a cow slaughtered.

As a result, the guards guarding the horse farm also watched with relish.

Lou Zheng found that an elderly butcher had put down his butcher's knife and was actually sitting in front of the chosen yak, and the little apprentice who followed him was still kneeling behind the master.

Listening to the butcher muttering something to the tall and strong yak, Lou Zheng took a few steps closer curiously, and heard what the butcher said was actually to persuade the yak to die generously.

Lou Zheng couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Steward Wu, who followed behind him, said with a smile: "Little lady, don't be surprised, this is their butcher's rule, cattle are the foundation of farmers in our Dawu Dynasty, and they are extremely precious, although these barbarian cattle are different from our buffalo and cannot be used for labor, but they are also cattle, even if it is a royal sacrifice, only an old cow will be selected to be slaughtered, and other nobles are not qualified to use a cow's head to sacrifice." Although these butchers were excited to kill these yaks immediately, they had to be patient and persuade them to die first. Otherwise, if you kill the cow at will, the cow head and horse will come to settle the account, and they will not dare to take these sins. ”

Lou Zheng shook his head when he heard what Steward Wu said with his beard, and nodded helplessly, the people of the Great Wu Dynasty are here, where can they be required to be the same as the people of later generations, it is precisely because they don't know and don't understand that they will be in awe of ghosts and gods.

Sure enough, Lou Zheng looked at it in a blink of an eye, and many butchers were babbling like this old butcher.

However, the process did not last long, and the isolated horse farm was completely reduced to a slaughterhouse.

Not far from the horse farm. Lou Zheng instructed his father's personal soldiers to set up more than a dozen large iron pots like small jars. These iron pots are used by the leaders of the barracks to make rice, and the iron pots are equipped with a special large iron spoon.

Ask the soldiers to cut the beef into pieces and throw it into an iron pot to cook.

Wait until the pot is boiling and grate the blood from the pot. Pour in fresh water again and boil. Bring to a boil before discarding. When the water is changed for the third time, it is the water that is really needed to cook the beef broth.

Lou Zheng took the spices that had been prepared long ago from Steward Wu's hand.

Although there are only some salt, green onions, ginger, star anise, not even spices such as peppercorns and cinnamon. But that's enough for the current situation.

According to Lou Zheng's instructions, all iron pots were filled with these seasonings.

The butchers were carrying huge barrels, some of which contained the blood of the ox, and some of the barrels contained the internal organs of the ox.

The butchers all looked strangely at the little lady standing in the middle, and couldn't understand what the little lady wanted to do when she killed the cow and wanted these cows to go into the water.

Lou Zheng pretended not to see the doubts in the eyes of these butchers, and asked Yu Jiu to call a strong fireman, let him mix the brine in the blood of the ox, and then stir it desperately a few times, such fresh ox blood is the best material for making blood tofu, and the internal organs of those cows are also extremely delicious ingredients.

Lou Zheng, the food in the border army, knew that it would not last for two days, and they were anxiously waiting for Lu Hongxiu to come back, just because these cow blood and cow offal could not be placed, plus these dozens of pots of beef soup, it happened to be a reward to appease the army.

In the past, the cow water and the cow's blood were directly buried, just because these people didn't know how to deal with it at all, but now that Lou Zheng is here, there is no need to worry about these problems, anyway, these fireheads have time.

Looking at the disassembled yaks again, Lou Zheng's eyes narrowed even more with a smile, barbarians don't understand, raising these cattle will only kill cattle and eat meat, at most they will leave cowhides.

But in Lou Zheng's view, these yaks are full of treasures.

Yak hair can be used to make tough ropes, horns can be used to make bows and arrows, cowhide is used as a raw material for soft armor and bows, and even the most useless cow can be used to make delicious military food.

Thinking of this, Lou Zheng's face, which had been tense for several days, softened a little.

After the butchers had killed the cattle and the sheep, they followed Lou Zheng's words and put the cattle into the water and went to kill the sheep.

Although killing so many livestock at one time is a tiring task, everyone is smiling on their faces, not only because Lou Zheng gives them abundant wages, but also because Lou Zheng promised them that when they go back, they will give each person three catties of raw beef, if you don't want raw beef, you can also use these three catties of raw beef to exchange for two catties of cooked beef here in the fire head soldier in the horse farm and bring it back.

Lou Zheng personally walked in front of a large iron pot and poked the beef soaked in the soup with a pair of long chopsticks, which was still a little hard, and it was estimated that it would have to be cooked for a long time!

After thinking about it, he summoned a firehead soldier and ordered to make more pot helmets at night, porridge or something will not be used tonight, and the hard pot helmet is torn into pieces and soaked into fragrant beef soup.

Lou Zheng went around the horse farm for another half an hour.

At this time, the beef on the Huotou soldier's side was cooked for six or seven years, and on the open iron pot, a fragrant smell wafted along the wind throughout the horse farm, and everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Even Steward Wu, who was well-informed behind Lou Zheng, swallowed saliva frequently.

Beef is very valuable in the Dawu Dynasty, not that the noble family almost can't eat it once in their lives, plus Lou Zheng taught the fire head soldiers a good way to cook beef, the fragrance spreads, and with the spices in the pot, it is simply a weapon to seduce gluttonous insects.

Lou Zheng saw that everyone couldn't help but look at the Huotou soldiers, and smiled helplessly, "Yu Jiu, you go and give an order, let everyone stop what they are doing, and go and share a bowl of beef soup to drink!" We have a lot of beef today. ”

When Yu Jiu heard Lou Zheng's words, his eyes were shining, and he quickly went to give the order.

Steward Wu kicked over and calmly scolded Yu Jiu for being a foodie, but there was no trace of anger in his tone, and he even had a little more indulgence and love for these young soldiers.

Soon the firehead soldier knew the little lady's orders, and asked everyone to line up one by one and share the beef soup.

Lou Zheng smiled and said to Steward Wu beside him: "Uncle Wu, let's go over and try it too!" ”

Steward Wu stroked his white beard, "The old slave hasn't eaten beef at such an old age, but today he is stained with the light of the little lady." (To be continued.) )