"Anesthetics? What's that? Sweat pills? Liang Jingxuan asked suspiciously.

Fan Jianqiang thought about it and told him what he was doing, but he didn't understand it.

"Almost."

I didn't want to do it myself, but this group of big men who pick their feet is really only suitable for picking their feet, and they can't kill pigs.

If Fan Jianqiang hadn't stopped the guy who wanted to cut off the pig's head directly with a big knife at a critical moment, the current wild boar would not have become what it would become!

Fan Jianqiang has a deep memory of the craft of killing pigs, stabbing knives and bloodletting, all in one go.

The wild boar has a visual appearance of more than 300 catties, and it is enough to have half a pot of bloodletting alone.

Pig blood sausage is a rather delicious dish, how could Fan Jianqiang let it go?

Then the work of shaving the pig's hair was handed over to someone else, and the pigs he had killed before were all domesticated, and it was the first time he had dealt with this wild boar. Otherwise, the hair needles on wild boars are a headache.

After all, this body is still a young man, and it is a little malnourished, so the heavy physical work of shaving pig hair is still done by others.

Everything went well, but when Fan Jianqiang picked up the knife again to uncut the wild boar, it changed.

"You see, if the knife goes in from here, it's easy to remove the meat completely, so that the knife doesn't touch the bone. If you were like you just now, wouldn't you be exhausted to death by dismantling a pig? Fan Jianqiang skillfully unloaded the pork while explaining to the surrounding onlookers.

Liang Xiaoyue looked at Fan Jianqiang with some admiration, to be honest, in the countryside, it is still a pragmatic man who is the most attractive. Scholars can only be spiritual food, just think about it occasionally, and live a more realistic life.

Liang Xiaoyue, who grew up in the countryside, naturally understands this.

"You see that I kill pigs with ease, which is actually accumulated over time. Killing pigs is the same as killing people, as long as you find the weak point, gently go down, boom, and fall apart! As soon as Fan Jianqiang's wrist moved, the pork ribs were easily unloaded by him.

"Huh? Why are you hiding so far away? Hey, what's that look in your eyes? Fan Jianqiang raised his head, and everyone had already hid far away.

Liang Jingxuan looked at Fan Jianqiang with an innocent face speechlessly, and almost started scolding!

Your sister, if you kill a pig well, you will kill a pig, you have to be associated with killing, look at your skillful appearance, relaxed tone, a murderous demon alive!

"No, it's okay, you go on, just be happy." Liang Jingxuan pulled Liang Xiaoyue, who was scared and weak, and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

While walking, Liang Jingxuan also muttered: "I miscalculated, I thought that this brother-in-law was a talented scholar, who the hell thought that he was actually a killer!" ”

"Brother, what did you say?" Liang Xiaoyue didn't know whether she was scared or ashamed, she asked in a low voice with a ruddy face at this time.

"Well, it's nothing, the moon is so round tonight!"

"Today is the twenty-seventh, and the moon is crooked."

"No matter what he becomes, in my heart, he is always round!"

Liang Xiaoyue: "......"

Putting himself into the work, Fan Jianqiang is enjoying.

When the knife slashed through the flesh, he could always remember the feeling he had back then.

Crossing here, it is nonsense to miss home, who makes him a strong person, and he can face any difficulties bravely.

His speed was fast, and this ability had already been seared into his soul.

The next thing is much simpler, Fan Jianqiang is in charge of commanding, and how to do it is the business of Lao Tian and others.

"Come here. Yes, that's you. Fan Jianqiang pointed to the guards who were injured by the wild boar at that time.

"What's wrong?" When he spoke, the guard's tone couldn't help but weaken by three points.

A person who can associate killing people with killing pigs, and who is so skillful and so easy to say, has either experienced the baptism of countless battles or is a madman.

Obviously, Fan Jianqiang is a madman.

What a powerful and terrifying being, madman!

Fan Jianqiang naturally didn't know that this person had thought so much, so he handed a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine into his hand and advised: "This is an anti-inflammatory medicine to prevent wound infection." Today's climate is warm and humid, which is the most likely for bacteria to grow. Apply the medicine evenly to the wound every half an hour and wrap the wound with this gauze. Remember, don't touch the wound with your dirty hands, if you don't want this arm, I didn't say it. ”

Looking at the medicine bottle with H2O2 written on it and the snow-white gauze in his hand, the guard was blindfolded at that time.

What the hell is this? I don't even know the ghost drawing character written on it!

Could it be that this is the potion that knocks down wild boars during the day? Will people die if they use it? Also, this snow-white cloth is so white, it feels so comfortable to the touch.

Fan Jianqiang didn't expect this comic thought to be so active.

"By the way, did you get this injury from a wild boar or did you scrape yourself?" Fan Jianqiang almost forgot about it.

Animals in the wild carry a large number of bacteria and viruses, in case this wild boar has rabies virus, if you don't give this heartless guy a shot, then you really have rabies, and you can't save it.

"It was scratched by a bush on the side of the road while running."

"That's okay, there's nothing to do with you, let's stay cool."

Seeking, guarding the psychological shadow area at this time.

In the waiting of everyone, the charming aroma of meat gradually spreads.

Limited to the materials, Fan Jianqiang commanded Lao Tian to make boiled pork slices, roasted pig's trotters and pig blood sausages.

After a day of hunger, the smell of meat made a revolution in everyone's stomachs.

Meat is a rare delicacy when sprinkled with a handful of salt. What's more, the pork has no peculiar smell and tastes full of meaty aroma. Especially the pork belly, when you bite into it, the fat overflows in the mouth, and with the aroma of lean meat, the two flavors explode on the taste buds, and that taste is simply delicious!

Fan Jianqiang eats the most.

Pork, the taste of nostalgia.

These days, I eat like a rabbit, and it wasn't until I met Hins Leung that I improved my food.

A young man's body is like a bottomless pit, and there is not enough food in his stomach.

A pig, minus the blood and bones, has a total of 200 catties of meat.

They were a group of dozens of people, and they were gone.

Fan Jianqiang glanced at the stomachs of this group of big-footed men, and didn't understand where all the meat went.

"Brother Fan, this pork is so fragrant! It's much better than the mutton! Liang Jingxuan patted his belly with satisfaction, and he was still immersed in the delicious food and couldn't extricate himself.

Fan Jianqiang looked at the night sky, starry, and even could see the Milky Way, which was really a vast beauty.

"Lamb actually tastes good, as long as it can stand the smell. Plus, there are no chili peppers here, and many delicacies have lost their taste. Fan Jianqiang smacked his lips, and then he figured out what was missing from today's pork.

Meat without chili peppers is soulless!