A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot

Among the people present, including the staff, who had personally seen the sheep slaughtered, apart from Li Yi, probably only Reba and Duan Yihong were the only ones present.

Therefore, after learning that Li Yi was going to slaughter the sheep himself, almost everyone followed him to the open space behind the Hall of Mental Cultivation, wanting to see how he did it.

After seeing the sheep that Li Yi pulled out, Reba's hands felt itchy, and he stepped forward to skillfully open the sheep's mouth and looked at its teeth.

"This sheep is about a year and a half old."

Wu Lei on the side was surprised when he heard this: "You know all this?"

"You can tell by its teeth."

Reba smiled and clapped his hands: "My uncle taught me."

"Then do you know how to slaughter sheep?" Wu Lei asked curiously.

"Yes!"

Reba blinked his eyes, and said solemnly: "When I was in high school, I participated in a sheep slaughter competition. It took more than eight minutes and thirty seconds to win the first place in our school's grade group!"

"real?"

Wu Lei was very shocked, with admiration and exclamation on his face: "It's amazing!"

"You really believe it?"

Reba couldn't help laughing: "You don't think our high school really has a competition for slaughtering sheep, do you?"

"..."

Wu Lei looked at her speechlessly, feeling like a fool.

"No matter how I say it, I'm still a girl? It's better for a man to do such strenuous work as slaughtering sheep."

Reba smiled and said, "But I can help put on the barbecue."

Listening to their jokes, Zhao Jinmai on the side looked curiously at Li Yi, who was holding the wool of the sheep's neck with one hand, and was a little worried: "Can Brother Yi handle it? Wu Lei, do you want to help Brother Yi?"

Hearing this, Wu Lei shook his head quickly: "I don't dare."

At this time, Duan Yihong, who had been drinking a cup of boiling water, said, "Don't worry, you didn't realize that the sheep won't dare to move after it's in someone's hands?"

Hearing his words, everyone noticed that ever since Li Yi caught the sheep, it stood at Li Yi's feet, motionless, as if it had become a sculpture.

Seeing this scene, Reba suddenly gasped and muttered: "It's so strange..."

"What's wrong?"

Wu Lei heard her muttering and asked in doubt.

Reba looked at Li Yi's feet and didn't dare to move, and explained: "This sheep seems to be frightened, but I've only heard of this kind of situation, but never seen it.

I heard from my uncle that people who lived in the city used to find a special master to butcher sheep.

Legend has it that when those masters slaughtered sheep, they didn't need to catch them at all. They just took a look, and the sheep didn't dare to move, and they waited obediently to be slaughtered.

My uncle said that it was because the sheep were frightened by the smell of blood from the master, so they didn't dare to move. "

Hearing her words, Zhao Jinmai also thought of something: "I seem to have heard from my grandfather that there used to be pig butchers in the village who slaughtered pigs during festivals.

Those big fat pigs need several adults to drag them out of the pigpen. Some ferocious boars may even hurt people.

But as soon as the pig butcher entered the pigsty, the pigs would wilt immediately, become incontinent on the spot, and be dragged out immediately. "

Hearing what they all said, Wu Lei also looked at the sheep at Li Yi's feet, and muttered in doubt: "Could it be that this sheep also smelled the murderous aura from Brother Yi? Brother Yi is so ruthless? Did he kill someone before?"

What they didn't know was that the number of sheep Li Yi killed in the dream space was not three thousand, but more than two thousand. Such a lamb naturally didn't dare to resist in front of him.

After getting the tools ready, Li Yi told Wu Lei and the others, "Take those big stainless steel basins in the kitchen and follow me."

As he spoke, he grabbed the sheep's ears and led the sheep to the back of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

There is an open space behind the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the program team has already spread a thick layer of plastic sheeting on the open space in advance to isolate the blood.

This is where the soul of the sheep returns.

In ancient times, livestock could not be slaughtered in the palace.

But in modern times, it doesn't matter so much.

Li Yi led the sheep, put it on a plastic sheet, and then pulled out the Yingjisha knife.

"pot."

He yelled, but heard nothing.

Turning around, he realized that Wu Lei and the others were hugging the basin, nervously standing outside the plastic sheet, looking at him shivering.

"Xiao Lei, come?"

Li Yi greeted.

But Wu Lei looked at him and was about to cry: "Brother Yi, I dare not."

In his eyes, Li Yi is almost the same as the Demon King.

Li Yi was helpless and looked at the staff.

But seeing his eyes look over, the staff in the rear also avoided their eyes with guilt.

Most of them have urban household registration, usually buy ready-made meat, at most they have seen chickens and ducks slaughtered.

Slaughtering such a big sheep, few of them have seen this kind of battle, let alone help.

At this moment, Duan Yihong, who was holding a hot water cup, drank the hot water in the cup, took the stainless steel basin in Wu Lei's hand, stepped onto the plastic sheet, and said lightly: "Let me do it!"

Seeing this, Li Yi couldn't help but smile: "Old A is still domineering."

Duan Yihong raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Our son of Yili, baby, what kind of work is this?"

"Then hold the basin."

As Li Yi said, he sprinkled some salt into the basin, poured some water into it, and let the salt water dissolve quickly.

This will allow the blood to coagulate quickly during bleeding.

After the salt water melted, Li Yi grabbed the sheep's front legs and put the sheep on the plastic sheet.

Duan Yihong held the stainless steel basin in both hands, placed it in front of the sheep's head, and asked, "Are you going to sprinkle the sheep's blood?"

"It's all right."

Li Yi said casually: "Stir-fried sheep's blood is also fine, and it can also be made into spicy garlic and sheep's blood from Shaanxi Province, but I won't make it today. I really don't have that time. The main reason is that I don't want to get blood everywhere. Let's pick it up." Better."

As he said that, he drew out the Yingjisha knife, lightly slashing it as if inadvertently.

laugh!

A gust of goat blood with froth was sprayed into the stainless steel basin.

"ah!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jinmai couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Mom!"

Wu Lei also looked pale.

Looking at the twitching hooves of the sheep, Liu Yifei couldn't help asking, "Why doesn't this sheep bark?"

Zhao Jinmai nodded and asked, "That's right! My hometown slaughters pigs, and my family slaughters pigs. The whole village can hear it. The voice is louder than the loudspeakers in the village."

"I don't know either. Sheep don't bark when they are slaughtered."

Reba shrugged and explained casually.

On the plastic sheet, the blood of the sheep was almost enough, and the sheep stopped convulsing.

Li Yi took out a prepared steel rod, cut a slit on the leg of lamb with a knife, and inserted the steel rod in until it reached the abdomen.

Seeing this scene, Wu Lei was a little puzzled: "What is Brother Yi doing?"

Reba explained: "This is blowing the sheep's skin. The sheep's skin and the fat underneath must be blown away first, so that the skin can be peeled off later."

"Blowing sheepskin?"

Wu Lei was surprised: "I've only heard of bragging."

Reba laughed and said: "The saying of bragging comes from this step. Generally speaking, sheepskin is easier to blow, but cowhide can't be blown. No matter how big the lung capacity is, it can't be blown up. That's why everyone puts those who talk big. People call it bragging."

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