After thinking about it for a few days, Tang Shan really followed Chen Yusheng to kill pigs.

There are two reasons for this. One is that he has nothing to do anyway, and wandering around the streets every day is not a long-term solution; The second is that he thinks that maybe if he kills too many pigs, he can really cure his blood sickness, and then his heart will be hardened.

Moreover, the butcher is always intimidating in terms of image. Tang Shan felt that what he lacked most in his body was a terrifying atmosphere, so he was often bullied on the street.

Pig killing is a relatively low threshold industry for Chen Yusheng, because his father used to be a street butcher, and after he died when he was fifteen years old, he left behind a set of professional knives, which only needed to be cleaned up a little, and he could start work.

Chen Yusheng actually had plans to inherit his father's business. He looks like a ruffian on the surface, but on the inside he is a filial son. Watching his mother sell some side dishes every day to run the house, he couldn't bear it for a long time. At the age of nineteen, since I can't study, I should have a job to support my family.

But killing pigs, which requires both skill and physical strength, is difficult for a person to achieve, just like a doctor doing surgery, a chief surgeon, and an assistant. So Chen Yusheng pulled Tangshan and asked him to be a butcher's assistant.

Chen Yusheng's opinion is that Tang Shan is faint and can't use the knife, so it's always okay to grab two pork legs in the back, right? Dealing with pigs in the water after slaughter should not be a big problem.

Chen Yusheng is a second-generation butcher, while Tangshan is a second-generation farmer. They are all bitter elements at the bottom of this society. The two invited each other to kill pigs together, which not only means sympathy for the same disease, but also can be regarded as a way to make a living in a group.

During this time, Tang Shan was like an evil spirit, and he was at home every day pondering chess; While Chen Yusheng is flirting with his sister everywhere, he is secretly investigating the prospects of the pig killing industry.

Chen Yusheng found that the current pig killing industry is far from what it was when his father was alive.

At that time, pig breeding was not yet fully industrialized, and pig killing had not fully entered the industrial process; Now, all pigs are raised in pig factories, pigs are killed in slaughterhouses, and there are basically no butchers working alone on the streets.

Standing in front of the pork stall in the vegetable market, looking murderous, is actually just a meat seller, not a real butcher. In today's cities, it is actually difficult to be a real butcher who works alone.

First of all, even if you have a way to sell a pig from a pig factory, kill it yourself, and dispose of it, you can't sell it on the street pound by pound. Let's not talk about whether you can get a health license from the food supervision department, and the stalls in the vegetable market are not what you want to put up.

If you don't have enough money to pay rent and protection money to the street bosses, tear down your stall and confiscate your pork, it's still light, and if you don't get to get beaten up, you may have your hands and feet broken, and there is nowhere to seek justice.

People in the white way will ask: Who the let you run without a license?

The underworld will say: Who the told you that you don't understand human feelings?

To be a butcher, there is obviously no place for Chen Yusheng in the city. But in the suburbs and rural areas, there is still a vast open market. Moreover, the strategy of encircling the city from the countryside is not outdated in any era.

In recent years, people's living standards have been high, whether they are urban or rural, they have begun to have opinions on the pork supplied by pig factories, thinking that pigs that grow up eating feed and hormones not only taste bad, but also are not good for health.

People sighed that the pigs that grew up eating grass in the rural pig pens in the past are good, delicious and nutritious.

In today's rural areas, there are still occasional families who raise pigs; It used to be called a domestic pig, but now its reputation and status have improved, and it is called an organic pig. It is more than twice as expensive as feed pigs, and you have to queue up to compete for it.

In fact, the so-called organic pigs have a lot of moisture, and you don't monitor the whole process, and he occasionally eats a feed and takes a hormone or something, and he can't see it at all. When you eat it in your mouth, as long as you have a psychological hint in advance, you can't feel much difference in taste.

Rural people raise one or two pigs, and after they grow up, they will basically not be sent to the slaughterhouse for two reasons: one is that the slaughterhouse is slaughtered in batches, and one or two people don't like to accept it, and you want the price to be too high;

Second, the peasants were reluctant to send it to the slaughterhouse, the place was too dark, and it was difficult to get 500 catties in, and only 450 catties were left when they came out.

Therefore, farmers who have pigs at home are still willing to hire a butcher to come to their house to slaughter them, or sell a whole head to the butcher.

In the former method, the butcher only receives wages and does not bear the obligation to sell meat, killing a pig and then disposing of it, with wages ranging from more than 100 to 200; The latter is the butcher who sells meat and pays for his own profits and losses, earning more most of the time, and occasionally losing sight, earning less than a day's wages.

Chen Yusheng's idea is that these two ways should be taken into account. It's a good job, which kind of money to do which one.

It should be said that Chen Yusheng still considers the problem relatively comprehensively, no matter from which point of view, he is a down-to-earth person. But what he never expected was that appearance would become the biggest obstacle for them to be butchers.

One day in September of that year, 19-year-old Chen Yusheng and 17-year-old Tang Shan, the former carrying a long hook and the latter carrying a knife, set off to a small village ten miles away from Fenglin Town.

Thus began their career of slaughtering pigs.

Along the way, Chen Yusheng and Tangshan attracted the attention of many passers-by. People don't know what the two young men are doing, they are swaying on the road in full armor, and they still have a serious face and a murderous aura, and they look like they are looking for a special kind of trouble. So they all took a detour.

Some even plan to call the police, but after all, there is no actual crime.

Chen Yusheng and Tang Shan came to a place called "Hengshi Village", and the villagers seemed to see the devils sweeping and couldn't dodge. Later, a man who looked like a village chief came boldly and asked:

"Two guys, where did you come from? Why do you want to go into the village? ”

The question is quite polite, and the language is still half-literate, which is actually a sign of timidity.

Tang Shan was watched by people along the way, like looking at monsters or wicked people, and he was also a little weak-hearted, and he replied incoherently:

"Ah, we're from the city."

Not only is his confidence insufficient, but his level has plummeted, completely losing his usual old-fashioned appearance.

Chen Yusheng has done market research, and knows that killing pigs must have the momentum of killing pigs, and the momentum must first be reflected in language; You don't need a mouth to be yellow and violent, at least you have to be full of energy; And the middle qi is sufficient, and the voice is loud is the first condition.

So, Chen Yusheng glared and deliberately said in a rough voice:

"What? Didn't you see that our guys were complete? Surely they are either here to kill people or kill pigs. ”

Tang Shan saw that Chen Yusheng's words were too reckless, not like a businessman, so he pulled the corner of his clothes on the side. Tang Shan's view is that even if you kill a pig, you have to pay attention to harmony and make money. He quickly explained with a sneer:

"We are pig killers, may I ask, are there any pigs in the village that need to be killed?"

The man who looked like the village chief suddenly realized, and looked the two up and down: "Oh, you are butchers. It doesn't look like it. Then he spread his hands, "Young, with fine skin and tender meat, where does he look like a butcher?" ”

Chen Yusheng was just about to answer. At this time, a middle-aged man who happened to walk by next to him said in a hurry:

"You two don't have any hair, and you dare to kill pigs? I think it's about the same as being killed by a pig. ”

Tang Shan turned his head and saw that this person was about forty, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, one long and one short trouser legs on the lower body, no buttons in the upper body shirt, and a full chest of ribs.

Tang Shan knew that he had met an unserious person. Second-rate people in the countryside are usually more difficult to deal with than the little ruffians in the city. If it is not handled properly, it will be repeated in "Water Margin" where Yang Zhi killed Niu Er.

Chen Yusheng has never read "Water Margin", but he is a violent temper, seeing that this person looks like he is underwhelmed, he dares to ridicule himself for being young and unsuccessful, and thinks that on the first day of being a butcher, he must not extinguish his arrogance, otherwise it will be difficult to carry out the pig killing work in the future, so he roared angrily:

"I dare to kill people, but I don't dare to kill pigs? Would you like to try stabbing you? ”

Ordinary people would be frightened by this and then leave in silence. Unexpectedly, this person was really a full "Niu Er", seeing that Chen Yu was vindictive, he was in the middle of his arms, and he also sprinkled it, patted the ribs on his chest, and squinted his eyes and shouted:

"Come on, stab here, don't dare to stab you, you were raised by a son of a bitch."

Chen Yusheng was furious, threw down the hook, picked up the two-foot-long butcher's knife from the burden carried by Tang Shan, and was about to rush forward. Tang Shan was shocked when he saw this, how could he think that the pig didn't see a single one, but he did it with someone first. hurriedly put down the pick, and hugged Chen Yusheng by the waist.

The person who looked like the village chief on the opposite side also hurriedly pushed the thin monkey man to the side. But when the thin monkey man saw that someone persuaded him, his safety was guaranteed, and he became even more arrogant, scolding and scolding in his mouth, and he also opened his teeth and claws, and was ready to pounce.

Chen Yusheng was taller and stronger than Tang Shan, and with a twist of his waist, he threw Tang Shan aside. took a step, looked at the thin monkey man's face, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed over.

Tang Shan was stunned. The people who looked like the village chief were also stunned. No one expected that the three sentences did not match, so they really moved the knife.

Chen Yusheng slashed over, and the thin monkey man was so frightened that he took a big step back, so the knife wind passed everywhere and cut off a large piece of the thin monkey man's shirt. The thin monkey man was originally by nature, and he wanted to take the opportunity to splash back, but Chen Yusheng was on his turf, and he dared to really cut it with a knife.

The thin monkey man's arrogance was immediately extinguished, and he turned around and ran away. Chen Yusheng raised his knife and chased after him, and after chasing two hundred meters, he turned around and returned, still scolding indignantly:

"Damn, don't run away if you have the ability, see if I don't dismantle you. Even the water in your stomach is clear to you. ”

The person who looked like the village chief sneered at Chen Yusheng and said, "This person is not very serious, don't worry about him, don't worry about him." However, young people should not use knives when they disagree. ”

Chen Yusheng waved the knife in the air and said arrogantly: "I'm a butcher, why don't you move the knife?" ”

Seeing him so imposing, the person who looked like the village chief knew that it was useless to say anything, so he turned around and walked away.

After this, the pig will definitely not be killed. So the two packed up and prepared to leave. Walking through the village alleys, many people hid behind their doors to probe their brains, and some people hurriedly hugged the children who were originally playing on the side of the road to their homes.

When he came to the entrance of the village, Tang Shan complained to Chen Yusheng:

"You don't fucking want to cut people down, do you? Which tendon is wrong? We're here to kill pigs, not to kill people. ”

Chen Yusheng sneered:

"Scare him, or how can he run past me with his body? This kind of second-rate son, once entangled, is difficult to get out of if he is not suppressed by his arrogance. ”

Tang Shan was still dissatisfied: "You scared him away, and the business in this village can't be done." ”

Chen Yusheng was very calm: "You know a fart, if you do this, the vast majority of people in the village will look at us with admiration, and everyone will know in the future that the two of us are butchers who even dare to kill people." ”

Tang Shan was amused: "It's you who killed people without saying a word, but not me." ”

Chen Yusheng suddenly stopped, like looking at a monster, looked at Tang Shan from above, and then shook his head to express disdain:

"When are you going to get some pimples?"

Tang Shan was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a long time: "Damn, where did you go?" Can you be proud of having a pimple? ”

Chen Yusheng explained: "Do you know, just because your face is too delicate, people don't treat us as butchers." ”

Tang Shan laughed: "Is this my fault?" ”

Chen Yusheng sighed:

"I now know that the profession of a butcher, like an actor, relies on image to eat."