Discussions about the staffing and remuneration of the rabbit slaughterhouses were quickly concluded, and the end result was that each slaughterhouse had a person in charge, who was the head of each village.

Second, each slaughterhouse will temporarily recruit 10 slaughterers, and the personnel will be selected by the village head.

Third, the salary of the person in charge of the slaughterhouse is five gold soul coins per month, and the slaughterhouse has two gold soul coins per month, and the weekly subsidy is half a catty of rabbit meat.

Although it didn't take much time to discuss, when Tang San and Old Jack returned to the Holy Soul Village, the sky had already darkened.

A round of silver moon hung high, and under the silver-white moonlight, the old elder who pulled the figure of one big and one small at the gate of the Holy Soul Village looked very lonely.

After Tang San said goodbye to Old Jack, he walked along the way home, he was thinking about something at this time.

For everything that happened today, Tang San and Old Jack had completely different feelings, there was no need to say much about what Old Jack felt, Tang San looked at Old Jack's unstoppable smile along the way, and knew that he was very happy today.

But Tang San didn't understand why opening a slaughterhouse in a small village would make this old man so happy, in his opinion, there was nothing to eat, just go to the chivalrous deeds, there was no money to get rid of the tyranny and peace, just do the right thing for the sky.

Why worry about such a trivial matter, Old Jack also said that he would fight for a place as a butcher for him.

Tang San shook his head, shook off the thoughts in his mind, and stepped into the home that was made up of three adobe houses.

"I didn't come back so late, and I didn't go to cook yet."

As soon as Tang San stepped into the house, he saw a tall and burly middle-aged man in his fifties, this person was his current father, Tang Hao, Tang Sledgehammer.

Regarding Tang Hao's attitude, there was no resentment, Tang San was completely accustomed to it.

He nodded, came to the stove, took out a spoonful of rice from the side, and then skillfully stepped on the wooden stool, lifted the lid of the large iron pot, and poured the rice directly into the iron pot.

Then I made a large basin of water, soaked it with rice, and finally covered the pot with a lid and made a fire to boil the water......

As for why he didn't wash the rice, it was because if he didn't wash it, the porridge would taste stronger, after all, there were less than 100 pieces of rice he put in it.

The flames in the stove gradually grew, and after about half an hour, a faint aroma of porridge overflowed from the pot.

Tang San nodded, then took the rag that was placed aside, wiped the table, and then took out the two Tang family ancestral two bowls that had been damaged by more than ten notches, and after taking advantage of the porridge, set them up.

He did all this very naturally and familiarly, as if he had done it a thousand times, as if he had done it a lot.

About 70 percent of this pot of "porridge" with less than 100 grains of rice went into Tang Dazhui's stomach, and poor Tang San only drank a bowl of "porridge" with less than 30 grains of rice.

Tang Hao's drooping eyelids opened a few points, looked at Tang San, and asked with some reproach: "Are you going to cut the Blue Silver Grass again today?" ”

Tang San was stunned for a moment, and was about to open his mouth to argue, but he was directly interrupted by Tang Hao rudely, and he shouted: "Even if you starve to death, you can't cut the Blue Silver Grass, otherwise you will regret it in the future!" ”

Tang San's face was gloomy, what he couldn't understand was that if he understood that cutting more Blue Silver Grass, he would be able to exchange for more soul coins, not only would it make their lives better, but Tang San himself would not be malnourished like this.

It's just that every time he asked this question, Tang Dazhui didn't answer him for the reason, and only told him that he couldn't cut the Blue Silver Grass even if he died.

"Dad, I won't be in the future." Tang San lowered his head and his face was a little gloomy.

"Where did you go with Jack today?" Tang Da Hammer continued to ask.

This question, Tang Da Hammer was actually asked in vain, although he pretended to be indifferent to Tang San, he actually watched his life and death more than anyone else, this time Jack took Tang San to Notting City, Tang Da Hammer naturally followed him secretly.

"Grandpa Jack and I went to Notting City, by the way, the city lord of Notting City is going to build a rabbit slaughterhouse in Holy Soul Village, and Grandpa Jack is the main person in charge."

"The slaughterhouse needs ten slaughterers, Grandpa Jack said that he would help me get a spot, and the slaughterhouse will be paid two gold soul coins per month, as well as a subsidy of half a catty of rabbit meat."

Tang San said with a smile, he can't cut the Blue Silver Grass, but he can kill rabbits in the future, not only can he subsidize the family, but also rabbit meat can be sold.

He Tang San, when he was in Tangmen, he had not a thousand but eight hundred rabbits, and he was bound to win the position of a slaughterer!

"The little rabbit, white and white, with two ears up, is so cute to bounce, and it is fun to be motionless after cutting veins and arteries." Unconsciously, Tang San hummed this children's song, and a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Tang Dazhui frowned and asked.

"Uh, nothing."

"Then I'll go back to sleep first."

Tang Da Hammer turned around and walked to the inner room, lifting the door curtain, Tang Da Hammer's strong figure had become blurred.

Tang Dazhui, who had suddenly entered the inner room, continued: "You are staring at that piece of pig iron, it's not been a day or two, you can use it if you want." ”

Tang San said: "Thank you, Dad!" ”

Tang San naturally understood that the pig iron that Tang Da Hammer was talking about was that piece, this piece he was going to use to build his first secret weapon.

The night was like ink, in the room of Tang Sledgehammer.

At this time, Tang Sledgehammer was sitting cross-legged with his five hearts to the sky, and a powerful soul power lingered around his body, and the light wrapped Tang Sledgehammer's figure in it.

Burst!

Suddenly, a mouthful of black blood spurted out of Tang Da Hammer's mouth, and the original strong aura disappeared without a trace, only to see him sweating profusely, his face pale, and he said in his heart: "The dark wound on my body is so serious!" I'm afraid it will take ten years to heal! ”

With the mortal god, he directly let the divine power of the Shura God work in his body, even if it was a trace, the damage to Tang Hao's body was very huge.

"Little San, it's not that Dad won't let you cut the Blue Silver Grass, but the blood flowing in your body, part of it is the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor! Once you are contaminated with the curse of the Blue Silver Grass, you will never be able to truly awaken your bloodline. ”

The soul beast will sense whether the enemy has slaughtered the breath of the same kind, and the more powerful the soul beast, the more so, this is the curse of the soul beast.

Although the Blue Silver Grass is weak, and it is not even a soul beast, it also has this trait, which is called the curse of the Blue Silver Grass.

If Tang Hao hadn't stopped Tang San, then if Tang San had cut two catties of Blue Silver Grass every day, it would be seven hundred catties a year, and one thousand and a half in two years, so how many Blue Silver Grass would have died in his hands.

Tang San, whose hands were stained with the blood of the Blue Silver Grass, could he still obtain the Blue Silver Crown?

In other words, would the Blue Silver Grass approve of a Blue Silver Emperor who had slaughtered tens of thousands of their people?

Therefore, Tang Hao stopped Tang San from cutting the Blue Silver Grass, after all, he was not afraid of 10,000, he was afraid of what if, and he was contaminated with the curse of the Blue Silver Grass, it would be terrible.