The opening of the city gate was the first time Zhang Guangyi had seen it, and he was a little surprised by such a rigorous way, but he didn't expect that in such a small Hongyang County, the execution ability and rigor of the soldiers were so high, and he didn't know if it was the case for the entire Qin State, or if Hongyang County was an exception.

Before leaving, Zhang Guangyou couldn't help but look at the Confucian students on the city wall.

Confucian scholars were standing on the edge of the city wall, looking down at the crowd below. As if sensing that someone was looking at him, Confucian Sheng's gaze moved to the crowd where Zhang Guangyi was, and he was facing Zhang Guangyi.

Seeing Confucius looking over, Zhang Guangyi was also slightly stunned, the two looked at each other for a long time, Zhang Guangyi retracted his gaze in astonishment, and then pretended to be casual and whistled and stepped out of the city gate, leaving Confucian doubts alone.

'It's really embarrassing ̄□ ̄||'

While walking, Zhang Guangyi was also embarrassed in his heart, he didn't expect the other party's 'intuition' to be so sensitive, just looking at the other party's glance attracted the other party's attention.

......

At two o'clock, a sturdy young man wearing gray short sleeves came to the entrance of Zhangjia Village, and the young man who stepped into Zhangjia Village came directly to the courtyard of Zhang Jin's house.

In the courtyard, Zhang Jin was sharpening his knife with a whetstone, and when he saw someone coming, he paused, pointed behind him, and said.

"Guangyi is here, go to the room for a meal, and then slaughter this big fat pig."

"Okay."

The young man was Zhang Guangyi, and after leaving the city gate, he hurried with all his might, and finally arrived here at two o'clock in the morning.

While thinking about walking to the room, Zhang Guangyi also looked at the big fat pig tied to the stake from time to time.

In ancient times, pigs were also called pigs, or dolphins or porpoises, and in sacrifices, they were called gangguanas. He is not only an important living resource of the ancients, but also a symbol of wealth, and can also be used as a totem of worship.

Zhang Jin said that it was a big fat pig, it was really not blown, this pig was really big and fat, the huge body, thick limbs, and huge head all showed that this pig was really fat, almost 300 catties.

Three hundred catties, perhaps for modern cities, is very common, because people's living standards are relatively wealthy, as well as a variety of pig feed and catalysts, four or five hundred catties is not a problem.

And here, in the era when there is no pig feed and catalyst, it is already very exaggerated to be able to raise such fat.

When they came to the room, Yang Cuilan and Zhang Manman were also in the kitchen, and there was an old man.

This old man is the only elder in Zhang Jin's family, Zhang Jin's mother Liu Ping, a very kind old man with a cane next to the old man, who lost her right foot in an accident.

At this time, the three of them gathered in front of the stove, and from time to time added wood fire to the two stoves, which was to boil hot water for scalding pigs. The two pots were already steaming hot, and they thought they had been boiling for a while, and the water was about to boil.

"Auntie, sister-in-law, Xiaoman, good morning."

After entering the room, Zhang Guangyi greeted the three of them first.

The three people sitting in front of the stove also turned their heads to look at him, especially the old man, whose face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes looked at him intently.

"Guangyi is here, the noodles are on the table, hurry up and eat, this pig is not easy to deal with today."

Yang Cuilan lightly touched the old man with her right hand, and pointed to the table on the side and said.

In the middle of the room, there is a table, on the table is placed a pair of bowls and chopsticks, the bowl is filled with a bowl of thick noodles, oily, and sprinkled with a little green onion on it, I have an appetite at a glance.

"Okay."

Looking at the coarse noodles on the table, Zhang Guangyi subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, picked up the chopsticks, snorted and ate it, ate the coarse noodles in the bowl in two or three bites, and finally drank the meat soup in the bar bowl.

"It's delicious, my sister-in-law's craftsmanship is really speechless."

Licking the oil stains on his lips, Zhang Guangyi turned around and gave Yang Cuilan a thumbs up, he has been here for almost ten days, and this meal is the best meal he has ever eaten.

"Of course, I don't see whose mother it is."

Without waiting for Yang Cuilan to speak, Zhang Manman on the side raised his head proudly and said proudly, Yang Cuilan and Zhang Gang on the side both looked at Zhang Manman with a smile, their eyes full of love.

"Hahahaha, yes."

Zhang Guangyi laughed, put down the empty bowl that was clean and clean, and said to Yang Cui in front of the stove. "Sister-in-law, I'm here to help."

"Yes, go ahead."

By the time Zhang Guangyi went out, Zhang Jin was already ready, just waiting for him to hold down the prey.

"Remember what I said yesterday?"

When Zhang Guangyi came to the stake, Zhang Jin looked at him seriously and reminded him solemnly.

"Remember, you must hold it down, even if you think it's dead, you can't let go easily, continue to hold it, knowing that his blood is dry."

Zhang Guangyi also nodded and repeated what Zhang Jin said yesterday.

"Yes."

Zhang Jin didn't say more, handed the pig-killing knife to Wang Cuilan on the side, picked up an iron hook on the stone platform with his left hand, and came to the prey.

The iron hook is only three feet long, the head is a small circle that allows one to hold it easily, and the tail end is a hook that is used to hook the animal's mouth.

As long as this hook is inserted into the mouth of the prey, the animal's behavior can be effectively controlled.

The pig's hind feet were tied to the pillar, and he still fell asleep on the ground, not knowing that his death was near.

Coming to the pillar, Zhang Jin skillfully grabbed one of the pig's ears, lifted it up vigorously, and the pig opened its mouth in pain.

At the moment when the pig opened its mouth, Zhang Jin took the hook in his left hand and stabbed it into its mouth, and then turned around and pulled hard, and the hook immediately passed through the pig's face.

"Aang!"

The terrible scream came out of the pig's mouth, and the sound was very loud, spreading throughout Zhangjia Village.

Zhang Jin grabbed the ring on the hook with his left hand, and was about to lead the big fat pig to the stone platform.

At this time, how could the pig not know that his death was coming, how could he follow Zhang Jin's wishes and go to the stone platform.

The pig's four legs are bent, no matter how Zhang Jin drags it, it just can't be dragged, more than 300 catties, it's still a little difficult.

Seeing that he couldn't drag it out, Zhang Jin opened his mouth and shouted: "Broad sense helps ......." ”

"Understood."

There was no need for Zhang Jin to say anything, Zhang Guangyi came directly to the back of the pig, subconsciously tied up the horse's step, grabbed the pig's tail with one hand, lifted it up slightly, and put the other hand on the pig's buttocks, pushing hard.

"Aang!"

The big fat pig, who was still kneeling on the ground just now and refused to move, came to the stone platform little by little with the concerted efforts of the two.

Syllable!

The big fat pig was flipped over by the two of them on the stone platform, and his head was hanging in the air.

First, he pressed the back of the big fat pig with his knees, and then mixed the front feet of the big fat pig with his hands, until these two steps were completed, Zhang Guangyi said: "Brother Zhang, do a good job." ”

"Yes."

Zhang Jin nodded, turned back to Yang Cuilan beside him and said, "Cuilan, prepare a wooden basin." ”

After that, Zhang Jin was about to take the pig-killing knife handed over by Wang Cuilan, preparing to slaughter the big fat pig in front of him.

"Hmm!"

At the moment when Zhang Jin touched the handle of the pig-killing knife, the whole person's complexion suddenly changed, becoming extremely white, and the person also fell backwards, and the left hand holding the iron hook also slid down.

"Brother Jin!"

Yang Cuilan, who found that something was wrong, immediately dropped the pig-killing knife in her hand and helped Zhang Jin, who was about to fall.