Chapter 139
The more I think about it, the more outrageous it becomes.
Just when he was about to give up and go to reason with Song Jianguo...
A village woman looked at the drawing in his hand and couldn't help but muttered:"What dragon-slaying knife? Isn't this the one that Butcher Zhang had in his hand this morning?" A knife?"
Song Jian's eyes lit up.
Finally someone saw the knife!
He quickly asked:"Butcher Zhang? Are you sure the knife he is holding is this one?"
The village woman thought about it carefully, nodded and confirmed:"Yes, it is this knife. I was on the road today. I saw him holding this knife, as if he was going to kill a pig.……"
Zhang Butcher.
He is one of the few people in Songjia Village who does not have the surname Song.
He is also the only butcher in Songjia Village.
I usually help kill some large livestock and make a living.
But most of the time, the ones he killed the most... were pigs.
Every household that wanted to kill a pig had to invite him.
His techniques are skillful and he has a good reputation in the village.
After getting the news...
Song Jian quickly found out the whereabouts of Butcher Zhang. village���There happened to be a family whose son was celebrating his first month of life.
He was invited to help slaughter a pig today.
Song Jian immediately led the village cadres to the family.
"What dragon-slaying sword is, isn’t it just a pig-slaying knife? He blows so well……"
Along the way, he was a little dumbfounded.
Such a pig-killing knife was so treasured by Song Jianguo's family.
It's also called a dragon-slaying sword..Chapter
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Zhang Qing, the butcher Zhang from Songjia Village.
Early this morning.
He was invited to help a family kill pigs.
When he was about to go out... he found that his butcher knife was broken.
It happened that he and Song Jianguo were neighbors.
In the past few days, I have been hearing the sound of Song Jianguo hammering iron at home.
Just thinking... to borrow a knife from Song Jianguo.
However, Song Jianguo slept too hard.
He couldn't wake up at all.
He just took a knife casually.
Now...he still doesn't know that the whole village is blocked by Song Jianguo because of him
"Here comes Zhang the butcher, you can prepare to slaughter the pig!"
As soon as he came to the family with a knife, they could not wait to drive the pig out.
Butcher Zhang was not shy.
He asked people to hold down the limbs of the fat pig weighing several hundred kilograms.
Then he picked up the knife... and chopped at the pig's neck.
Generally speaking, there are many ways to slaughter a pig.
But experienced butchers use the bleeding method.
Start directly from the neck.
Drain the pig's blood.
Then cut open its belly.
But then... when he held the knife and had not yet touched the pig's neck,……
"boom!"
An invisible sword energy flashed across.
The pig's head... exploded directly.
Brains and flesh and blood splattered.
His face and the faces of several villagers nearby who were holding down the pig's limbs were blurred.
"This...what's going on?"
After one cut,
Zhang Qing's body went weak, staring at the scene in front of him in amazement.
He hadn't touched the pig yet... how come the pig's head split open?
He had been killing pigs all his life, but he had never seen such a thing.
The owner of the pig was even more furious, glaring at Zhang Qing:"I said, butcher Zhang, I asked you to kill the pig, not to blow its head off directly. The pig's head is such a precious thing, you chopped it all off!"
In the countryside... the pig's head is full of treasures.
Whether it is the pig's ears, pig's nose, pig's brain, pig's neck, etc., they can all be cooked deliciously.
Zhang Qing smiled bitterly and apologized quickly.
In fact, he himself was confused.
The corners of Zhang Qing's mouth twitched, and he couldn't figure out what was going on just now.
But this pig was really stubborn... it would rather blow itself up than be chopped by him.
Then.
Zhang Qing continued to say to the owner:"Chop off your pig's head, I don't want the money for killing the pig this time, I will help you cut open your belly now!"
The owner nodded.
If he didn't charge for killing the pig... he could make up for the loss of the pig's head by about 20%.
But... the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what Zhang the butcher said was a bit strange.
"Now you don't have to hold me down, I'll gut it myself!"
Then,
Zhang Qing wiped the pig brain and blood off his face. He picked up the knife and was about to chop the pig.
His knife skills were very precise. He chopped at the two-point line on the pig's belly.
However... just like before, his knife hadn't touched the pig's belly yet. The whole pig... exploded again!
""Bang!"
Pig's internal organs, pig feces, pig intestines, flesh and blood... splattered everywhere!
The walls around the entire yard were covered with the stench of pig's internal organs.
Not only that.
The bench used to hold the pigs was chopped into pieces... torn into pieces!
Seeing this scene,
Zhang Qing's scalp numbed.
A deep feeling of weakness and fatigue came over him.
"Could it be that... I have mastered the peerless sword technique?"
He swallowed his saliva and looked at the knife in his hand.
The owner... witnessed his pig explode.
He almost exploded with anger.
But he still noticed... this phenomenon was too abnormal.
To be precise, Zhang Qing's knife... hadn't touched the pig yet.
The pig exploded on its own.
Just when they were confused...
Song Jian and others who had been watching at the door walked in stunned.