It was past noon

Chen Xingxiao accompanied Yan Kui to have lunch, and then opened his mouth to return to the militia camp, Yan Kui stopped him several times, and saw that Chen Xingxiao insisted on leaving, so he had to follow his wishes.

Chen Xingxiao left, Yan Kui himself had no intention of going back, not that he was greedy for pleasure, but that it was rare to go back to the city, and he still had some things to do, so Yan Kui planned to go back to the camp tomorrow evening.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early and there was still some time, Yan Kui went to the front shop to take a look around, and then went back to the bedroom to take a comfortable nap.

During this time, he was busy with the military affairs of the militia group, although Yan Kui's sleep was not small, but it was not enough, and now he returned to the butcher shop, everything was resting, and there was no distraction, Yan Kui slept extremely peacefully, and it was nearly evening when he woke up.

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didn't alarm anyone, Yan Kui, who woke up, grabbed a towel and came to the well, took some cold water with a bucket, simply flushed his body, changed into coarse cloth clothes, and then called Liuzi, saying that he had not done it for a long time and wanted to kill a pig to relieve his depression.

Although the sixth son still had some doubts about Yan Kui's current identity being different, he didn't dare to say anything more when the owner spoke, so he responded to Yan Kui, and soon led someone to tie up five black-haired pigs and send them to the backyard.

"Five-headed? Will it be sold out in the store tomorrow? ”

In the backyard, Yan Kui wore a black apron on his chest, and a cold and shining pig-killing knife in his hand, looking at the black-haired pig in the courtyard with four hooves tied and fluttering indiscriminately, his brows furrowed slightly and asked the sixth son next to him.

Now it's a scorching summer, and the fresh meat that is killed can't be stored for too long, so the meat in the general butcher shop is killed and sold, and even prefer not to sell enough than to kill more, in order to be afraid that if you kill too much, the meat can't be sold, and you will lose money.

According to Yan Kui's previous experience, the daily shipment of Yan's butcher shop is limited, and it is enough to kill a pig in two to three days.

Don't look at Yan Kui is now a member of the People's League, but he still attaches great importance to the butcher shop, the reason is that in addition to the fact that the butcher shop was founded by him and has great feelings, it is more that the butcher shop is now a big source of wealth for Yan Kui.

Yan Kui is not as wealthy as Huang Dahu, leaving aside the protection fee collected by Huashi Street, most of his current expenses depend on Yan's butcher shop, so Yan Kui would rather slow down the upgrade than affect the business of the butcher shop.

After all, upgrading is not an overnight thing, and if there is an accident in the butcher shop because of this, then Yan Kuike will really be controlled by others because of money.

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Liuzi didn't know what Yan Kui was thinking, but he still gave his own explanation for Yan Kui's doubts.

"It's such a proprietor, two of these five pigs are shipped from the store tomorrow, and they are all predetermined by major restaurants and restaurants, and there will be no mistakes.

There are also two pigs that Liu Dahu in the south of the city wanted, the little son of the Liu family got married, and he wanted to put a three-day flowing water banquet in the city, and he placed an order from our store early, two pigs a day, for three days.

As for the last pig, I want to send it to the militia camp, just in time for you to return to the city, as soon as you return to the city, everyone will have meat to eat at night, and the militia brothers will definitely have to think of you.

"Tsk......"

Yan Kui glanced at Liuzi with a little surprise, it seems that this one-sided business is really quite exercised, and in just half a month, Liuzi's thoughts and worries are almost more thoughtful than himself.

However, Yan Kui is also happy to be like this, how to say that the sixth son was also cultivated by him, loyalty can definitely be guaranteed, he can become a talent, and he can also help him take care of some chores.

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Patting Liuzi's shoulder encouragingly, Yan Kui didn't say anything more, and ordered his subordinates to light a fire and boil water, ready to scald their hair, and picked up the pig-killing knife in his hand and stood behind the grinding plate in the courtyard, holding a whetstone to carefully sharpen the blade.

After a while, white smoke rose from the iron pot of boiling water, Yan Kui saw that the hour was almost up, and he didn't delay much, handed the knife to the six sons who followed him, took out a black iron rod from the corner, dragged a pig over casually, bent his knees and pressed the pig's body, and the black-haired pig who was fluttering and struggling couldn't move at once.

Taking advantage of this effort, Yan Kui picked up and dropped the stick in his hand, and knocked it the pig's head, and the black-haired pig kicked its hooves and hissed, and there was no sound again.

got up to leave the pig that had fainted, Yan Kui dragged the other four pigs and knocked the four pigs unconscious one by one according to the previous steps.

Then, the two knifemen moved over a slaughtering rack, Yan Kui threw a pig on the rack with one hand and put it away, took the knife from the sixth son's hand, and stabbed it hard at the heart of the black-haired pig according to his throat.

Kill with a knife, experience in hand.

Immediately after that, the knife in Yan Kui's hand slashed again, and a large amount of blood suddenly emerged from the throat of the black-haired pig, which happened to fall into the large wooden basin that had been prepared long ago below - pig blood can be sold, not wasted.

Qingyuan people had never eaten pig blood, but after Yan Kui made this dish according to the recipe on the earth, there were many people who liked this mouthful, and the cost of pig blood was nearly nothing, so the price was cheap, and many poor people who couldn't afford to eat meat liked to buy two catties to go home to satisfy their hunger.

Since then, Yan's butcher shop has not only never wasted pig blood, but also has a unique selling point, although the selling price is not high, but the monopoly business, the profit is also considerable.

Nowadays, although Yan's butcher shop no longer does individual business, many other butcher shops covet this business, so Liuzi ordered people to make pig blood as usual, make it and sell it in bulk to other butcher shops, which is convenient and profitable.

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Yan Kui didn't know the inside story of the pig's blood, seeing that someone was taking a pot and taking the pig's blood, he glanced at it and didn't ask, and when the pig's blood was roughly put away, Yan Kui lifted the black-haired pig that had become pork and threw it to the knifeman on the side, and they broke the belly and removed the hair.

Then, Yan Kui directly lifted another pig and put it on the shelf, the knife flashed, and the soul of the second senior brother returned to the West Heaven.

After about a stick of incense, Yan Kui slaughtered all five pigs successively, and Yan Kui had no intention of continuing to clean up these messes, handing over the rest to the sixth son, and going back to the bedroom to wash and change clothes.

However, when he returned to the room, Yan Kui didn't know what kind of shock his performance gave to the new swordsmen in the store.

More than 200 catties of a fat pig, for others to kill, at least three or four big men to hold it, and then by a person with an iron rod, and if it is not a veteran hand to hit the blow, the pig that has been hit hard and is not fainted is likely to go crazy, and it is not a strange thing to kill the butcher, often just killing a pig, it takes half an hour, or even longer.

As a result, they witnessed the process of Yan Kui killing the pig today, which can be regarded as an eye-opener.

What four or five big men, one person and one knife, eating a meal, all five pigs died and returned to heaven, and even everyone thought that if it wasn't for the time to release the pig's blood, it was estimated that this time would have to be shortened by half.

Tsk, terrifying.........

A group of newly recruited knife men in the butcher shop couldn't help but be in awe of Yan Kui, the owner.

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ps: I'm sorry, something happened at home these days, and I just dealt with it, and I'll resume normal updates from today