Chapter 241: Zheng Zhi kills the pig

Zheng Zhi saw that Hu Sanniang really left like this, and he didn't even want his own personal weapon, shook his head and smiled, feeling in his heart that this woman really didn't look like a person in this era, but like those girls in later generations. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The people collected their swords, guns, bows, and crossbows, set up the black pig, and went on along the avenue again.

Before, Zheng Zhi asked Hu Sanniang to lead the way by the way, and he also remembered that in the original book, Song Jiang hit Zhujiazhuang, but he couldn't find the way before. Therefore, Zheng Zhi was afraid that he would not be able to find a way to enter Dulonggang Zhujiazhuang.

After walking for half an hour, the mountains and forests have come to an end, but what catches his eye is an endless green ridge, Zheng Zhi is also shocked, even Cangzhou, there is no endless cultivated land connected together.

"Brother, this place is really a good place, there are so many good lands, I don't know how much food will be produced in a year." Shi Jin also had his own Zhuangzi before, and at this time, compared with this ridge, it is really a small feeling.

"yes, good place." Zheng Zhi replied, but he was thinking in his heart, no wonder this Liangshan has to get along with Zhujiazhuang, this Zhujiazhuang is really rich, but he also remembers that after Song Jiang broke through Zhujiazhuang, he got 500,000 stone for grain alone, according to the price of grain at this time, that is hundreds of dollars, which is more than Chao Gai's ten birthdays, enough for Liangshan to eat for several years.

In the spring, Qinghe has just broken the ground, and after a few months, this large field is countless grains, and Dulonggang is really a rich place.

"Brother, are we here to buy some food?" Ruda looked at it a few times and asked.

Zheng Zhi heard the question and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to go against Song Jiang, so I came to Dulonggang, but I didn't expect Dulonggang to be a good place to produce grain, and it is just right to buy more grain, and the winery is the time when there is a shortage of grain." ā€

"Brother, it's a good thing, it's a good thing to go against Song Jiang, this black guy will be cut sooner or later." Ruda has little interest in other things, and is most interested in fighting with people.

Zheng Zhi looked at the seedlings all over the ground and said slowly: "Some things are in a hurry, and only by killing two birds with one stone can the benefits be maximized." ā€

Zheng Zhi said that he killed two birds with one stone, and naturally he was talking about the Liangshan thief and the enemy Gao Yu, but he didn't say it clearly. Gao Yu can't get out of Tokyo, Zheng Zhi has almost no way to take him, if Gao Yu goes out of Tokyo and comes to this Shandong land to suppress the bandits and settle the sentence, Zheng Zhi will naturally have to find ways to solve this big problem.

In this way, in addition to the great calamity, but also the meritorious service, is the best of both worlds.

Luda didn't ask much when he heard this, killing two birds with one stone or something, Luda didn't bother to think about it, killing the enemy in battle was Ruda's best skill.

After walking for another hour, more than ten miles on the ground, you can see three Zhuangzi in the distance in front of your head, and they are separated from each other by three or five miles, but you can see them at a glance in your field of vision.

The largest Zhuangzi in the middle is naturally Zhujiazhuang, which is like a small city, and the outer ring is full of city walls.

The two Zhuangzi on the left and right are dwarfed, a lot smaller, and not a grade at all.

Zheng Zhi looked at the three Zhuangzi in front of him, looked at the direction of the sun in the sky, pointed to the right and said, "Go east." ā€

The east of Zhujiazhuang is Hujiazhuang, and to the west is Lijiazhuang, Zheng Zhi's original purpose was to Zhujiazhuang, but at this time he went to Hujiazhuang first.

Originally, I was worried that I couldn't find a way to enter this place, but Zheng Zhi thought too much, and Yang Xiong came and went freely to this Zhujiazhuang, where did he look a little lost. But I don't know why when Song Jiang came with his troops, he got lost, maybe getting lost was just an excuse for Song Jiang's defeat.

Dulonggang also often has caravans, the three Zhuangzi livelihood, but not only this bit of land, but also operate many small workshops, produce some clay pots, green tiles, or make some iron products, of course, iron products are also private goods, the profit is really not small.

The government's monopoly on salt and iron, in the north of this era, is already a dead letter. The rich areas of the south are naturally better controlled, of course, only a little better.

Everyone beat horses into Zhuangzi, and the high wall of Zhuangzi is not short, which is no different from the city wall.

The people in Zhuangzi, whether they are doing business in the shops or walking on the streets, are all smiling, and the atmosphere is also happy.

There are land and forests, the people are industrious, and there are no corrupt officials to disturb, and there are no bandits to scourge them, it is really a paradise in the land of Shandong and Hebei.

They found an inn, opened a few houses, took care of the horses, found knives to kill pigs, and asked the shopkeeper to boil a few pots of boiling water.

Zheng Zhi surrounded the three or four hundred pounds of pig, smashed his mouth, and said regretfully: "This pig was killed wrong, it didn't dry up the blood when it was alive, but it lost some taste." ā€

Zheng Zhi also had a man with a big waist and a round waist standing around the black pig, it was the local butcher who lent Zheng Zhi a knife, and waited for Zheng Zhi to sell him the meat that he couldn't eat, and he heard Zheng Zhi's words and said with a smile: "This official is an expert, this blood has not been dried, the taste is a little worse, but it doesn't matter, the price is the same for you." ā€

When Zheng Zhi heard this, he also knew in his heart that this man was simple, and said with a smile: "When the time comes, you can leave some appetizers, and sell the rest to you, and the market price is seventy percent." ā€

When the man heard this, he was also delighted, and said with a smile: "The official is cheerful, and I will go to the house later to get a few jars of good wine made by myself and taste it with the official." ā€

Zheng Zhi thanked him and did not refuse. The folk customs are simple, that is, such human exchanges.

Niu Da took a few people to bring boiling hot water, and handed Zheng Zhi two sharpened knives in his hands, one to remove hair and cut meat, and the other to debon.

Zheng Zhi took the knife and said with a smile: "I haven't done this craft for a long time." ā€

Obviously, Zheng Zhi hasn't done it for a long time, and he said it first, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to do it well, after all, this was Zheng Zhi's first time killing a pig, but he had a memory, and it was the first time he did it.

Niu Da also smiled: "There is nothing to say about the skills of officials, my skills are taught by officials." ā€

After saying that, Niu Da carried boiling water and poured it on the pig. Everyone also gathered around to watch, all looking at their father-in-law's skill in killing pigs.

After pouring boiling water, Zheng Zhi took a knife and began to shave, and after a while, he looked very skilled. After a while, one side was scraped, and several people stepped forward to turn over the pig's body, and the other side was also easily done.

An old wooden ladder stood at the door of the inn, and the butcher man took two big iron hooks and fixed them on the old wooden ladder, and everyone hung the big pig upside down.

Zheng Zhi stepped forward with a knife and began to open his intestines.

At this time, at the door of the inn, there were a lot of people watching, and they all felt strange to see a man in a satin brocade robe killing a pig with a knife. Of course, this big black pig is also the key point of pointing, such a big wild boar, the tiger does not dare to provoke, but it was hunted by someone, which is a commendable thing.

Suddenly, in the crowd, there were a few big men in strong suits, and everyone automatically gave up their positions, and when a few big men came closer, a woman came out behind them, and shouted: "Wu Na pig killer, be careful, don't cut the pigskin." ā€

Zheng Zhi looked up and saw that it was the acquaintance just now, Yizhang Qinghu Sanniang, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, so-and-so's craftsmanship is not blown." ā€

Niu Da saw the woman speak, and also helped: "My family's officials are very skilled. ā€

The woman listened to the words, pursed her lips and said, "I thought it was a good man somewhere, but it turned out to be a pig killer." ā€

This Hu Sanniang really didn't miss a little opportunity to bury Zheng Zhi. Zheng Zhi shook his head and smiled, but he didn't answer.

If Hu Sanniang comes a moment late, I am afraid that this leather armor will be difficult to make. Because killing pigs does not need to be skinned, Zheng Zhi is busy at this time, and he has to peel the skin out first.

Peeling off the whole piece of skin, it's really not that simple, and in a moment, Zheng Zhi is already busy sweating.