Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Development of the Holy Soul Village

A month and a half later, in the northwest direction of the Holy Soul Village, a building covering an area of nearly 1,000 square meters has been erected, and in the middle of the roof, the dragon and phoenix dance like a dragon and a phoenix write "Holy Soul Village Rabbit Slaughterhouse"!

In front of this building, there was an old man standing at this time, it was Jack, the village chief of the Holy Soul Village, and behind Jack were nine strong men with big shoulders and round waists, as well as a little ghost who was no taller than their thighs, this little ghost was naturally Tang San.

For such a beautiful difference as a slaughterhouse butcher, even if this position is assigned by Jack, it will still cause dissatisfaction among the villagers.

After all, the nine strong men with big shoulders and round waists are all butchers of Holy Soul Village, and it is a common thing to kill chickens and sheep every day, and they each occupy a place, so the villagers have nothing to say.

It's just that Tang San, a little ghost who is not as tall as someone's thigh, also occupies a place, and these villagers are naturally not convinced.

There is a saying that Tang San can be a butcher, then they can too, I can do it too!

As a result, our "protagonist" looks like a three-year-old child, but in fact he is a person who is too wise to be ordinary......

digressed, but in fact, the soul in the body was an uncle in his thirties, and this "uncle" who had slaughtered nearly a thousand rabbits in his predecessor showed a wave of operations directly in front of them.

That is, a series of operations such as cutting the throat of a rabbit, bloodletting, skinning, etc., are all completed in five minutes!

This verifies another sentence, you are on, you can't! This position belongs to me, Tang San!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The loud sound of firecrackers echoed here, for a long time until the sound of firecrackers disappeared, and our head of the Holy Soul Village, Jack, was angry and made the loudest voice in his life: "Today, our Holy Soul Village, the rabbit slaughterhouse is open!" ”

With the shout of the village chief Jack, many villagers applauded.

Amid thunderous applause, the door of the rabbit slaughterhouse slowly opened, and the big rabbits caught by the villagers were weighed and sent to the slaughterhouse.

Soon, the smell of blood began to spread from the slaughterhouse, and rabbits that had been disemboweled, and whose hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys were classified, were thrown into a large iron bucket next to the slaughterhouse.

Looking at this scene, Old Jack's wrinkled face showed an extremely satisfied smile, but as an administrator, he naturally wanted to inspect the skills of these butchers.

After all, there is still some difference between slaughtering pigs and sheep, killing chickens and fish, and slaughtering rabbits.

Old Jack stood with his hands in his hands, looking complacent, and walked slowly to the position in charge of the No. 1 slaughterer, watching the operation of No. 1 player Jiang Daren with cloudy eyes.

At this time, No. 1 chose Jiang Daren, and fixed the rabbit's limbs on the board with iron wires, and after completing this step, Jiang Daren picked up the machete and fell with the knife in his hand!

Poof! Blood splattered, the rabbit's head was neatly chopped off, and a shocking wound was left on the neck!

This is the operation of the number one player, simple and crude, but very efficient.

But Old Jack shook his head, obviously not very satisfied with this, so rudely cut off the rabbit's head, it was not easy to control the blood in the rabbit's body.

Sure enough, from the wound on the rabbit's neck, large-scale bleeding began, and Jiang Daren had no way to untie the iron wire at the first time, so he could only let most of the rabbit's blood be lost.

"It seems that there is still some difference between killing chickens and rabbits, and Jiang Daren can only give him 60 points." Old Jack said in his heart.

Then Old Jack looked at the operation of the second butcher, and this time, he was much more satisfied, the butcher had hung the rabbit upside down, and then used a sharp knife to plunge it directly into the rabbit's neck.

After the rabbit's neck was penetrated, the blood in the neck cavity flowed out, all of which flowed to the iron bucket containing blood below, and the white rabbit's head was already stained with a touch of blood red.

Butcher No. 2 spent about ten minutes bleeding the rabbit, and then it was common processes such as skinning the rabbit and sorting the rabbit's internal organs.

Old Jack continued to inspect the rest of the slaughterers, but No. 3, No. 4 and No. 9 did not give him any special operations, and finally Old Jack walked to the No. 10 slaughterer contestant, that is, our "protagonist" Tang San.

At this time, Tang San was grabbing the ears of a big fat rabbit from the iron cage with his left hand and lifting the rabbit out, but Tang San did not fix or hang the rabbit like the previous slaughterer.

I saw Tang San's right hand erect a hand knife, and his right palm, which was originally slightly dark, seemed to be smeared with a layer of white jade-like luster at this moment.

Hula!

As if there was a gust of wind blowing, I saw Tang San's right palm pass by like a glimpse from the back of the rabbit's head.

The fat rabbit was attacked on the back of the head, and in an instant blood bleed, and his limbs twitched a few times, and then he never moved again.

Seeing this, Tang San nodded slightly, and stepped on the small wooden stool beside him, because he was relatively short, so he could get the board.

At this time, Tang San was holding a small sharp knife in his hand, his eyes looked coldly at the big rabbit in his hand, only to see a flash of cold light, and four silver lights flashed!

Poof!

Tear and pull!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and the sound of fur being torn apart came almost simultaneously.

It turned out that at this moment, Tang San slashed four knives at the same time, and at this moment, he also let the rabbit complete the steps of separating the skin and flesh.

After Tang San hung the rabbit that had taken off its fur, the sharp knife in Tang San's hand stabbed directly into the rabbit's neck, and immediately the blood gushed like a spring, flowing into the iron bucket below, waiting for the bloodletting to be completed, he could put it into another iron bucket.

And all these operations, Tang San didn't take more than three minutes! This skillful skill, even if he changes his body, he still has it at his fingertips, and it can be called a miraculous skill.

This is the mastery that Tang San's predecessor practiced when he was in the Tangmen of Shuchuan, and this mastery can only be described in one sentence.

Without him, only the hand is familiar!

Seeing this scene, Old Jack's eyes lit up, and he praised in his heart: "It is worthy of my fancy, this technology is not covered, full marks!" ”

Then Old Jack carefully observed Tang San's pleasing slaughtering skills for a while, and then nodded with satisfaction and walked out.

Tang San was also in a good mood at this time, looking at the rabbit corpses piled up in the iron bucket, his cold face couldn't help but show a smile.

"The work of this slaughterer is really very good, not only to subsidize the family, but also to practice the jade hand by the way. The rabbit meat is also distributed once a week, which is a perfect job. ”

Tang San said with a smile in his heart, rabbit meat may be difficult to swallow for others because of the peculiar smell, but he has a secret recipe that can be dealt with.

After all, the predecessor ate nearly a thousand rabbits, and it is not normal to have this secret method.