People are waiting to see what Zhang Feide does. What can be done?

After a long time, I saw Zhang Feide driving several big fat pigs over, and these pigs were tied with ropes to their feet, as if they were worried that they had escaped.

When Qin'er saw it, she smiled and said, "Ha, Zhang Feide, what are you doing here?" Others are street performers and monkeys, but you are street performers, and you can't do it if you want to play pigs? Hahaha, it's really interesting, this is a strange story for the ages! ”

"Ha, play with your pig's head!"

Zhang Feide shouted with a calm face, asked Guan Wenchang to help him take care of the pigs, went to a house to borrow two tables, pans and other kitchen utensils, and brought two jars of water, and set them up on the street corner, as if he wanted to kill pigs and sell meat on the street.

The snow has no trace, and the secret path is indeed so. Guan Wenchang felt inexplicable, and some of the second monk was confused, and said suspiciously: "Third brother, what are you doing?" You brought two tanks of water, do you have to bathe these pigs? Think they're too dirty? ”

It's so obvious, seeing that he still asked, Xue Wuxian and Qin'er couldn't help laughing, and laughed out loud.

Zhang Feide also smiled and said, "Second brother, it's so obvious, can't you see it?" Bathing the pig, that's a certainty, but well, after taking a bath, you have to kill the pig and sell meat, hahaha! ”

"What? Killing pigs and selling meat? ”

Hearing the Arabian Nights, Guan Wenchang only felt that his brain was cloudy, and he couldn't turn around for a while, and said in surprise: "Third brother, it's not a joke, right?" Didn't you say you wanted to be a performer? How do you kill a pig? What's so nice about killing pigs? Is this also a show?

Besides, how many big fat pigs you bought, I don't know when they will be sold? Can you earn your money back? ”

When Zhang Feide heard this, he laughed and said: "Second brother, don't worry, these pigs will definitely be sold, and I will definitely return the silver obtained by Brother Wuji's performance!" ”

Xue Wuxian shook his hand and said: "Brother Zhang, we are all brothers, that bit of silver is nothing, anyway, it is also rewarded by everyone, so there is no need to pay it back." ”

"Kill pigs, let you see the Zhang family's ancestral pig-killing skills!"

Zhang Feide shouted, just do it, and took a pig to wash it, he was as strong as an ox, and he didn't need the help of others, he carried the big fat pig to the table and pressed it down, took out a pig-killing knife from the Qiankun ring, and stabbed it in the throat to bleed the pig.

When the big fat pig had lost its blood and was no longer struggling, Xue Wuxian went to the old farmer's house to fetch two buckets of boiling water and scalded the pig's hair.

Seeing this, Zhang Feide smiled and said: "Brother Wuji, you're very good at doing things, it's good, just give me a hand, haha!" ”

After taking the boiling water, a scoop was poured on the pig's body, and after the scalding, he began to shave the pig's hair, his movements were skillful, his hands and feet were numb, and he seemed to be a butcher who had killed a pig for a lifetime.

Zhang Feide carried the knife like flying, and in less than half a column of incense, he shaved a big fat pig weighing hundreds of pounds cleanly, like a fat doll with white and chubby, with a bit of cuteness.

When Guan Wenchang saw it, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, third brother, are you a professional pig killer?" Why are your hands and feet so sharp? ”

Zhang Feide smiled and said, "Second brother, I am not only a professional butcher, but also my skill in killing pigs is still ancestral!" ”

"Ancestral stunt?"

Guan Wenchang wondered: "Third brother, have your ancestors killed pigs for generations?" No wonder you are so rich that you can buy me a knife with a few hundred taels of gold. ”

Zhang Feide looked unhappy and said depressedly: "Alas, second brother, it seems that you don't care much about our Zhang family?" Thinking that our Liu Guan and Zhang families had such a deep friendship back then, you didn't even know the origin of my ancestor Zhang Fei.

Hey...... it hurt my self-esteem a little! He sighed heavily.

Guan Wenchang was taken aback and said, "Third brother, no...... I'm sorry, it seems that I will study more about the history of the Three Kingdoms in the future, and I must have an in-depth understanding of Liu Guanzhang's origin and allusions! ”

Zhang Feide listened, his frowning brows relaxed, and he said with relief: "Well, that's right, this is the descendant of Guan Yu Guan Yunchang, it should be so, it should be so, hahaha!" ”

Zhang Feide was talking, and after shaving the pig's hair, he disemboweled, and took out the internal organs.

After the internal organs are removed, the whole pig is dismembered like an anatomist.

The pig-killing knife is like a swimming fish, swimming in the gaps of the bones, passing between the skin and flesh, like a cook to solve a cow, with ease, calmly.

What's even more bizarre is that in the process of dismembering the big fat pig, when the sharp knife comes into contact with the bones, tendons, and muscles, there is a clanging and crackling sound, the rhythm is light and melodious, and it has the beauty of rhythm, just like playing piano music, which is intoxicating.

And the sharp knife in Zhang Feide's hand danced like a butterfly through flowers, shuttling between muscles and bones, dazzling people.

Seeing that Zhang Feide's skill in killing pigs was so exquisite, Xue Wuxian couldn't help but nod and praise: "In ancient times, the highly skilled Ku Ding untied the cow for Wen Huijun, making a musical-like sound, which conformed to the beauty of rhythm, and Wen Huijun praised it.

Brother Zhang, if the chef surnamed Ding is still alive, I don't think that's it, right? ”

Zhang Feide said humbly: "Brother Traceless, I have won the award, where can I compare to Ku Ding?" It is said that the knife that Ku Ding has used for nineteen years is still as sharp as the one he just sharpened, which I can't compare, hehe. ”

At this time, someone shouted: "Zhang Feide, bring me a pound of pork!" ”

"Okay!"

Zhang Feide said sincerely: "Brother, I am here to kill pigs on the street, kill and sell, fresh and hot, and it is the pig killing stunt left by the ancestor Zhang Fei, so the price is higher than the market price?" ”

The man said happily: "No problem, as long as you cut accurately, just enough to cut a catty, I will give you double the price!" ”

"Gotcha, look at me!"

Zhang Feide waved his hand, a light flashed, and he cut off a piece of pork with a knife, and said: "It's enough to weigh it, Tong Suo is not bullied, if you don't believe it, you can weigh it with a scale."

If there is a shortage of two catties, one or two halves are missing, and one or two catties are missing, then this piece of meat will be given to you for free, and you will not be charged a penny! These big fat pigs were also killed, and all of them were given to the villagers, and I, Zhang Feide, did what I said! ”

Seeing him say this, Guan Wenchang and Qin'er both sweated for him.

If the words are like a mountain, if the scales are insufficient and the cutting is not accurate, then these big fat pigs will be given to others for nothing, and they will definitely lose all their money, and even the hard-earned money without a trace of snow will be in vain.

No one needs to tell me, I saw Zhang Feide killing pigs on the street and selling them, with exquisite skills and skillful skills, and he was Zhang Fei's descendant, and he had already taken out the scales from his home, and wanted to see if Zhang Feide's vision was accurate? Can it be one-size-fits-all, one-size-fits-all? That is, what people usually say is accurate.

When the piece of pork was hooked up by the scale hook, everyone at the scene looked over and stared intently at the catties displayed on the scale rod.

"One pound, just one pound!"

Looking at the catties displayed on the scale star, the person in charge of the scale exclaimed: "It's so accurate, no more, no less, this piece of meat is just one catty!" ”

"Wow, it's really one-size-fits-all, exactly one catty, what a precise technique!" Someone exclaimed.

The man who bought the meat also counted, and one pound of pork was paid according to two catties, and Guan Wen, who helped collect the money, took it with a smile, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

A person with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek thinks that this is a mistake, and a pound is an integer, and it is not difficult to practice more than one size fits all, but if it is a few pounds and a few taels, it will be difficult to be accurate, so he wants to make things difficult for Zhang Feide, if Zhang Feide is not accurate, he can eat meat for free.

So he shouted: "Zhang Feide, bring me four catties of seven taels of pork belly, and another seven catties and eight taels of meat steaks, if you are accurate, I will give you a piece of silver!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a piece of silver, shook it and said, "Zhang Feide, if you can't cut it with a knife, don't you have to pay for it?" Does talking count? ”

"Oops, this?"

Zhang Feide frowned, patted his chest and said, "This brother, I have already said just now, how can words not count?" Manly man, spitting is a nail, even if you don't believe me, you should believe my ancestor Zhang Fei, right? ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man sneered and said, "Zhang Feide, I believe your ancestor has a fart?" Zhang Fei died hundreds of years ago, if your words don't count, can you ask me to go to the grave to find him a theory? Hmph, I don't want to be a ghost yet! ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, but what they said was also true, does Zhang Feide's words count, what does it have to do with his ancestor Zhang Fei? Could it be that Zhang Fei can't take the blame for him?

"It's difficult, this is purely looking for trouble!"

Qin'er looked at the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man and said, "Zhang Feide, don't sell it to him, such a bits and pieces, and there are bones, how can you cut it so accurately?" Isn't this a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for you, and want you to lose all your money? Just ignore him! ”

Guan Wenchang also said with a solemn face: "Yes, third brother, he deliberately made things difficult for you, and wanted to eat white food, you just don't sell it to him, so as not to go bankrupt, and we will all drink the northwest wind!" ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man heard this, snorted coldly, mocked his face, and said provocatively: "Zhang Feide, did you hear it?" Your brothers are worried about you, if you are afraid, go back as soon as possible, don't be here to deceive, embarrassed, what Zhang Fei's descendants, what ancestral skills! ”

"Shame on you!"

Zhang Feide shouted, ignored them, grabbed the pig-killing knife, waved his big hand, the cold light flashed, and a piece of pork belly came out of his hand and threw it to the man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks.

The sharp knife swam around the ribs of the fat pig several times, clicked a few times, cut off a few meat chops, and threw them to the man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and said domineeringly: "You take it and weigh it, if you don't count it, it's not enough catties and two, these big fat pigs are all given to you!" ”

"Okay, that's what I want!"

The man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks couldn't help but be ecstatic, and called the person in charge of the scale, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, it turned out that the piece of pork belly happened to be four catties and seven halves, and the meat steak was seven catties and eight taels and two dollars, which was exactly the same as what he requested, not worse than one dollar and one tael!

When the excited voice of the weigher rang out, the crowd couldn't help but boil, and someone exclaimed: "Wow, what a magic sword stunt!" ”

"What a magic sword! One size fits all, one size fits all, it's amazing! ”