The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The small truck ran back and forth, sometimes carrying six pigs, sometimes carrying five, and sometimes carrying three pigs and returning with seven.

The three big pots under the shed outside the pig farm were always busy, and they were really busy from early morning to dawn.

When it was past eight o'clock, the last truck actually brought back eight slaughtered pigs, looking at the soup and steamed dumplings bought by Zhou Ya. Although Yang Dongxu was hungry, he always felt that his throat was smoked out of ash by the smoke, and he had to drink some honey water to moisten it, otherwise his mouth would be full of smoke when eating.

After all, he would smoke a cigarette every time he went to a house, and he had never stopped smoking since early morning, so he said to Zhou Ya, "Wife, do you have honey at the pig farm? Help me get a cup of honey water to soothe my throat."

"Do you want to go back and take a shower? You are all smoked by the smoke." Zhou Ya turned back to the house and poured him a glass of honey water, and also poured a glass for Yang's father.

Dad Yang occasionally lives at the pig farm, and he often smokes, so Mom Yang prepared some honey in his room for him to make tea.

"Does it smell strong?" Yang Dongxu sniffed himself and was stunned.

"What do you think? Can't you smoke less?" Mom Yang glared at him unhappily.

"You can't refuse to smoke when you're in front of someone's door, right?" Yang Dongxu smiled helplessly, "I'll have breakfast and go home to take a shower and change clothes."

His nose was probably numb from smelling the smoke all the time. Except for feeling uncomfortable in his throat due to smoking too much, he really didn't feel how much smoke smelled on his body.

After drinking a few sips of honey water, he felt a lot more comfortable in his throat. He ate the soup and steamed dumplings while they were hot. He ate three steamed dumplings in one breath, and the fatigue of getting up early in the morning to kill pigs everywhere was instantly reduced by half.

After dinner, Yang Dongxu said hello and rode the small electric donkey at the pig farm to go home to take a shower. Just a few minutes after he left, Xiaowu and Daliang came to find him.

"Where's my brother?" Xiaowu asked.

I don't know when it started, or maybe as they got older, several people stopped calling Yang Dongxu by his name when they saw him, because Yang Dongxu was the oldest in this generation, so they just called him brother when they met.

"You smelled of cigarettes and went home to take a shower. What's wrong?" Zhou Ya answered while holding a small notebook to help Yang's mother sort out which family the pig belonged to.

"Aren't you thinking of asking my brother to kill the pig today?" Xiao Wu said with a smile.

"Don't you ask your dad (Dad Yang) to kill the pig? Why ask Xuzi? He doesn't know how to kill pigs." Zhou Ya asked in confusion.

"It's not the New Year pig, so just kill it for fun. It's okay if you don't know how to kill it, just stab it." Xiao Tao said from the side.

Zhou Ya looked at the few people speechlessly. They were so old and in a few years, their children would be able to get married, but they were just like children, thinking and doing whatever they wanted.

After not finding anyone at the pig farm, Xiao Wu and his friends turned around and went directly to the old house courtyard to look for him. Yang Dongxu had just finished taking a shower and was wiping his head with a towel while still wearing a bathrobe when Xiaowu and a few others walked into the house.

Hearing the intention of the few people, Yang Dongxu was a little dumbfounded, "You don't really want me to kill it? Otherwise, let your father do it. I have never killed a pig before, and I don't want to kill it incompletely."

"It's okay, it's not the New Year pig, it's just for fun. It's okay if you don't know how to kill it, everyone has a first time, as long as you dare to cut it, if one cut doesn't work, just cut it a few more times." Xiaowu said with a smile.

Yang Dongxu just rolled his eyes when he heard this. If the pig heard this, it would probably bite Xiaowu desperately when it was dying. You killed me for a table of dishes for fun, and you cut me a few more times if one cut doesn't work. You are so noble, you want to make the scene hot and let me cut a few more times!

It's said so much, to be honest, Yang Dongxu really wanted to try it after following his father to kill pigs in the middle of the night.

So he asked a few people to wait for him for a while and changed his clothes first. The group of people wandered to the pig farm like second-rate people.

None of the people who came to join in the fun had pigs at home, so they had to buy the pigs from the pig farm. Not only did they buy them now, but they also had to process them at the pig farm after they were killed before taking them home, because none of these people had the skills to process pork or make blood sausage at home.

Hearing that several people were eating the pig-killing dishes in this way, Yang Dongxu was really speechless. So they just bought a pig and had him kill it, and then the other work was handed over to the helpers at the pig farm, and everything was done and they just had to go home and cook it.

"If we haven't done it before, don't we have no experience? If it's too much, there will be nothing to eat at noon, so the blood sausage, deboning, etc. should be left to professionals." Daliang said shamelessly, and his high-sounding words actually revealed one word - lazy!

But one thing to say is that after the winter, many city people who came to experience the homestay did mention the pig-killing dishes, so they made several dishes.

So the helpers at the pig farm who were handling the ingredients for the pig-killing dishes were not professionals, but they were definitely veterans and were better than Xiaowu and his friends.

So since they were here, Xiaowu ran over and coaxed money into Yang's father and ran to the pig farm to pick pigs. It was just a matter of weighing whichever one he caught.

Now the few people were quite active, but they felt that catching pigs was fun and had nothing to do with work.

As the few people laughed at the howling of the caught pig, the pig was directly pressed on the temporary wooden board.

Seeing Yang Dongxu picking up a medium-length sharp knife, as if he was going to give the pig a chill, Yang's father couldn't help but say, "Can you do it, or should I do it?"

"Dad, we're just having fun, it's okay. If my brother can't do it, you can do it." Xiaowu said, and several people held the pig and didn't leave any room for Yang's father.

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"Be careful not to hurt anyone." Yang's father was still a little worried and stood by.

"Wife, get a basin to collect the blood, don't forget to put some salt water in it." Yang Dongxu called Zhou Ya, holding a sharp knife in one hand and a sharpening stick in the other, and wearing an apron on his body, looking quite serious.

The guys on the pig farm were quite complete, so Zhou Ya brought a clean basin and said unhappily, "You guys can make trouble."

"Hehe, it's okay, sister-in-law, stand away, I'll collect the blood." Xiaoliang took the initiative to come forward and bring the basin.

Yang Dongxu put down the sharpening stick and signaled several people to hold the pig back a little, leaving space for himself at the pig's head and neck.

Yang's father standing next to him reminded him again with a worried look, "Take it easy!"

"Don't worry, it's okay." Yang Dongxu gave his father a look of reassurance.

He was not pretending to be a big shot or playing around with Xiaowu and the others when he was going to kill the pig himself. It was true that he was a little itchy and wanted to try killing a pig, but although he had never killed a pig, his hands were definitely steady and he was brave and not timid.

In short, at most he could not kill the pig with one knife if he didn't find the heart or the aorta, but he would never hurt someone by stabbing it wrong, or he would not dare to cut it.

After all, killing a pig was just a small scene for him. He had shot people with a gun before. It was just that these things were not easy to tell his parents.

Grabbing the pig's ear with one hand, Yang Dongxu stabbed it directly without hesitation. He was not sure whether he stabbed the heart or not. This was his first time killing a pig and he had no experience.

But to be on the safe side, he used his wrist to press the blade down slightly when he was hit. Having seen his father kill pigs so many times, he couldn't guarantee that he could find the aorta in the pig's neck with one accurate cut, but he could definitely enlarge the wound a little to include the aorta in the pig's neck with his steady hands.