"Your dating standards are so low. Zhuang Zisheng said.

"With you here, no matter how bad it is, it's not much worse. After joking, Yu Sheng asked: "This Wu Xicheng is also in the slave business?"

Zhou Jiufeng nodded, "Wu Xi is in the center of Lei Ze, there is no city lord, and the city is headed by three major families." ”

Yu Sheng was surprised, and when he saw Butcher Zhu coming over, he asked, "How did you survive without the city lord's town?"

"There is a large hall in the city, for the god of thunder, a big sacrifice a year, for the three animals of the prison, a jade girl, a boy and a girl, hundreds of snakes, in order to keep the city safe. Zhou Jiufeng said.

Butcher Zhu stood in front of him, and without waiting for orders, Zhuang Zisheng had already handed over the ninety yuan he had scraped together.

Yu Sheng was just about to reach out for money, but Butcher Zhu directly threw back more than 30 pieces to Zhuang Zisheng, "There is too much money." He said in a rough and cold voice.

"This ......," Zhuangzi was puzzled.

Butcher Zhu glanced at Yu Sheng, "The city lord is free of charge, and the relatives are half price." ”

Zhuang Zisheng was stunned, the huge Yangzhou City, he came here many times and was definitely in the forefront, "And this rule?"

"All the time. Butcher Zhu turned around and walked directly to the pigsty next to him.

Yu Sheng suddenly felt that as the nominal nephew of the city lord, it was still very good, but I didn't know if I had changed my identity and whether there was this benefit.

Looking at Butcher Zhu's back, Yu Sheng whispered: "Remember, when I go back and ask, I will say that I spent forty times, and no one should say anything." ”

Zhuangzi looked at Yu Sheng in surprise, and dared to ask for forty times, "You dare to be greedy for the city lord's money, be careful to throw you into the pigsty." ”

"Throw what pigsty, throw your uncle's pigsty. Zhou Jiufeng stepped on Zhuangzisheng hard.

The city lord's punishment method was only used once on the Zhou family, but it was still fresh in people's memories, and from then on, whoever offended the city lord thought of this method.

"Hiss," Zhuang Zisheng gasped, but still endured the pain and hurriedly comforted him.

Zhou Jiufeng has a very bad temper in the past few days, if he hadn't seen a witch doctor, Zhuang Zisheng almost thought that Sister Feng's relatives would not leave.

"It's my money, okay. Yu Sheng said, "Besides, can she throw her nephew into the pigsty?"

Talking about the pigsty, everyone saw that Butcher Zhu had already walked to the pigsty.

The pigs inside didn't know that a catastrophe was coming, and they thought that they were being fed, and they screamed "humming and chirping" until Butcher Zhu grabbed a pig and panicked.

The pig that he grabbed weighed two or three hundred catties, and he looked around for the rest of his life, and said in surprise: "He's alone?"

Others kill pigs with helpers, pressing hooves, pulling tails, pulling ears, lifting buttocks, putting howling pigs on the bench, and then white knives go in and red knives out.

Tian Shi said proudly: "Yes, this is what I told you about Zhu Butcher's unique skill, you take a good look at it." ”

For the rest of his life, I want to see how Butcher Zhu kills pigs by himself.

He didn't blink his eyes, and saw Butcher Zhu squatting down, moving the pig's head in front of his eyes, and staring straight into its eyes.

The pig "chirped" and snorted sharply, struggling to escape from Butcher Zhu's palm, but was later fixed and could only look into Butcher Zhu's eyes.

Soon, the pig's humming became smaller and smaller, slowly disappeared, and its head no longer moved, looking at Butcher Zhu quietly, as if he was scared silly.

"See, those eyes are so cultivated, as long as they are glared at by him, no matter how fierce the pig is, they will be scared stupid. Tian Shi said.

The rest of his life didn't realize that now the pig's gaze gave the rest of his life a feeling of being generous to death.

Butcher Zhu patted the pig's head, turned around and walked out, and the pig also followed Butcher Zhu out and walked under the table full of death.

Under the table there was a large oval basin with a little water in it and the scent of many companions, but the pig was as calm as ever.

Butcher Zhu stretched out his hand, put the pig on the low table, and stroked the pig's head with his left hand, as if comforting.

The surroundings are quiet, like a painting.

When he was immersed in it for the rest of his life, he saw Butcher Zhu covering the pig's eye with his left hand, lifting the prepared pig-killing knife with his right hand, and piercing it into his neck fiercely.

The pig's blood flowing from the neck poured into the prepared basin, and there was a lot of white foam.

It's like the vitality was pulled out of the body, "chirp", the pig on the low table finally struggled, was gently held down by Butcher Zhu, and after snorting again, it died completely.

The rest of his life looked at this scene in a daze, if the pig struggled to be killed, maybe he didn't realize it, but he died like this, for some reason, he felt very uncomfortable.

"How about it, this hand is very good at killing pigs, right?" Tian Shi said to Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng barely pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, he always thought that the pig was not frightened, but willingly got on the meat case.

While pondering for the rest of their lives, the pigs were placed in a hot tub, and Butcher Zhu turned around and asked them, "Do you want pig blood?"

Pour the slightly coagulated pig blood into boiling water and boil it for a while, it is blood tofu, and Yu Sheng shook his head: "I don't want it." ”

"Zhu Tu's roasted pig's blood is delicious. After Zhuang Zisheng agreed, he turned back to the rest of his life and said.

"I'm not used to eating. Yu Sheng said that although he is a cook, Yu Sheng is still relatively halal, and his favorite is pork head meat.

"Then you're going to miss it. Zhou Jiufeng regretted for the rest of her life, she can talk more now, because the saliva is in her mouth, and she can't care about what she says.

handed over to his men to shave the pig hair, and Butcher Zhu took out the boiled and coagulated pig blood and quickly chopped it off on the board.

Mo said that Butcher Zhu's knife work was very good, and once he cut it, the pig's blood became a small square of similar size.

This side has just been cut, and the guy has already burned a large pot red with a fierce fire, put oil and boiled until six ripe, put the chopped green onion and minced garlic in it, and fry it fragrantly.

When the oil was fried red, the man left, and the butcher Zhu poured the pig's blood into it, added sauce, and added salt.

After stir-frying with a large shovel for a while, he removed a wine gourd hanging from the beam of the shed and poured some wine into it.

The cauldron sounded, and the aroma came to his nose with the heat, making Zhou Jiufeng swallow his saliva.

Yu Sheng stood up and walked past the pot to quietly observe the size of the fire, the amount of seasoning and the heat of the dish.

As Pork Nine said, a dish that brings out the deliciousness of the ingredients to the extreme is bound to be harsh on any conditions.

With the support of the system's recipes, although the rest of his life can cook delicious dishes, it is not enough to give full play to the deliciousness of the ingredients, and Zhu Butcher only makes pig-killing dishes, which is more experienced.

Zhu Butcher, who was stir-frying with a shovel, looked back and saw that it was the rest of his life, but he didn't speak.

Under the fire, he flipped the shovel a few more times, and said, "Plate." ”

The men were busy, put the cooked roast pig's blood on a plate, and served it hot to Zhuang Zisheng, Zhou Jiufeng and others present.

Butcher Zhu didn't say a word, bypassed the rest of his life, and went to deal with the white carcass that had been shaved off and placed on the meat case.

He took the iron scraper handed over by his man, pinned the hoof shell neatly, chopped off the four hooves from the knee of the leg and handed it out.

The guy who stepped forward to pick up was stopped by Yu Sheng, he took the four pig's trotters himself, and after Butcher Zhu glanced at him, he lowered his head and continued to clean up.

He used a knife to make a circumference at the place where the pig's head met his neck, grabbed both ears and twisted it to remove the pig's head.

"I love pork head. Yu Sheng said.

"Hmm. Butcher Zhu didn't speak, but took an axe and split it from the lower jaw of the pig's head, removing part of the nasal cavity.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the rest of his life could only speak vaguely and presumptuously, "Pig types, different ages, and different cooking, how do you grasp the plate of roasted pig blood?"