Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 1067 1067. Shaving Pig Hair

Shaping pig hair is a very stress-relieving job.

Even the scraper provided by the butcher is just a simple wooden board with a large blade embedded in it. But when the boiling water was scalded over the pig's body, the scraper scraped it piece by piece, bringing down clumps of thick pig hair...

Not to mention Qin Yun, even Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun were eager to try.

It happened that the second pig was about to be killed here. The aunt came out with a basin and saw her son idle there, so she quickly urged him:

"Don't just watch, do some work too."

This is the traditional old mother.

She cared for him like a jewel at home, and was reluctant to let him wash the dishes when he went out. He was afraid that he would have nothing to do at a relative's house... This made Zhang Yanping sigh helplessly:

"Okay, okay, I'll start working later. I'll call Qiaoqiao to do the live broadcast first."

The scene of the pig killing was too bloody, so it was destined not to be broadcast.

But now they have all been killed and the blood has been drained, just enough to give an explanation to the fans who did not have the opportunity to participate in the pig-killing feast.

Looking at the time again, at this point, it’s probably time for all the netizens staying in hotels in the city to set off!

There are ten netizens in total, and three spots are for the live broadcast platform - if you want to sign a long-term contract with Qiao Qiao, you have to pay a decent signing fee, right?

And how to get the signing fee? It depends on today's pig-killing feast.

Zhang Yanping became proud and felt that it was wonderful to be a tough Party A - the initiative to sign the contract was in his own hands, and he also had unique advantages. It felt so good!

So, Qiao Qiao's diary was only half written when Heng Hengchi was pulled out again:

"You can start a live broadcast and let your children see how our pork is eaten."

"Okay!" Qiaoqiao was a little embarrassed. Everyone was on winter vacation, and he had very little time for live broadcasts. He didn't even have time to assign winter vacation homework to the children!

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt proud while holding the phone holder——

Teacher Qiaoqiao needs to think carefully about what kind of homework should be left during the winter vacation?

At this moment, on the bus that was traveling at a constant speed, everyone's mobile phones suddenly rang with notifications.

"Ah!" Someone shouted anxiously: "Why is the live broadcast started before I even go there?"

"Come on, come on, are you killing a pig?"

"We should have gone earlier this morning. It's a pity that we didn't see the pig slaughter with our own eyes."

"It's okay if you don't look. I'm timid. I don't dare to look."

"I'm different. I just think about how much I can eat for lunch..."

As soon as he said this, everyone who had deliberately not eaten much in the morning touched their stomachs in unison.

In the back seat of the bus, the three people sitting in a row turned on their mobile phones, put on their headphones, and watched the live broadcast seriously.

On the other hand, he was still staring at the data in the live broadcast room.

"It's incredible. It's only been one minute since it started airing, and I think the number of viewers has already exceeded 10,000."

"This appeal is more than twice as good as those Internet celebrities with millions of fans!"

"I guess our visit was not in vain... They are really popular! The products sold in the live broadcast room are also really good. There is no replacement..."

"Damn, it's almost 30,000... Everyone knows the truth, but there has to be a balance between how much the signing fee is! Look, what is this for? Are you shaving pig hair?"

In the live broadcast room in front of me, Qiao Qiao was explaining to everyone with a smile:

"Children, this is what you have to do after killing the pig - shave the pig's hair! The pig's hair is a bit hard and rough. If it is not shaved clean, it will not taste good."

"But the uncle who killed the pig now has to kill other pigs, so the ones who shave the pigs are my two uncles and my brother."

Qin Yun was unfamiliar with scooping up a large ladle of hot water from the wooden bucket at the bottom and pouring it on the pig. When he heard this, the ladle trembled, almost scalding it.

"Fuck, be careful!"

What's more, if you are startled and put a lot of force on your hand, the "swipe" will be just a piece of pig hair.

Qin Yun raised his head and glanced at Zhang Yanping, and subconsciously his voice became much weaker: "You said I'm still young, why am I an uncle?"

After saying this, he saw Xin Jun and Zhang Yanping opposite him glance at him.

Qin Yun fell silent for a moment.

And the live broadcast room was also shocked——

【so big! so white! What a fat pig! 】

[Hey, pigs can grow so big now? How many kilograms does this weigh? 】

【Wow! It turns out that this is how pig hair is removed... This pig is so round and chubby]

[Ahhh, pork, pork, pork! ! ! 】

[Link to link, link to link! 】

[Can I sell it? I went to your house in the summer to see the Changweizhi, didn’t I say it could be sold? 】

【? ? ? Is there a local in front? ! Why don't you just rush to the door of your house? ! 】

[Am I the only one who sees the gangster brother... Look at the way he shaves pig hair with a calm face, isn't he cold and fierce? 】

[Help, he seems to be doing this kind of work instead of killing pigs, but committing a crime.]

【Shh! If you dare to say such things to your elder brother, will you risk your life? 】

[Teacher Qiaoqiao, tell the truth, was our eldest brother the one who killed this pig? 】

[I saw him holding down the pig's head coldly, picking up a long knife with his right hand and stabbing it hard! The dark face is still expressionless, but the coldness in his eyes is...]

[Okay, okay, I’ll give you the pen! You write it! The stronger the New Year flavor, the more expensive the pork! 】

But Qiaoqiao didn't know this. He just curiously moved the camera closer to the chubby pig and sighed silently.

"Fortunately, you're not in pain."

But suddenly my mind was attracted by another thing:

"Children, I was too busy before and didn't even give you winter vacation homework - can you finish it today?"

"When you go back to kill the pig, remember to shave the pig hair with your own hands! Look, it's very simple."

【Okay, okay! As a social creature, you still have to relive your childhood nightmares, right? 】

[Winter vacation homework and other things are not done by serious people]

[Um...I am willing to do this homework, but Teacher Qiaoqiao, can you tell me where to pick up the pig first? 】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, don’t make me cry during the Chinese New Year. There is neither field nor land. I can’t grow corn or sweet potatoes. Now I don’t even have pigs.]

[What a coincidence, Teacher Qiaoqiao, I am a poor student and I can’t afford winter vacation homework—unless you take apart a pig leg and send it to me, and I will do the homework for you]

[Did you lose the gold abacus, the silver abacus, or the plastic abacus in my hand? 】

【hateful! Knowing that we can't eat pork, they still give us homework! 】

【I don’t accept it! How many of them went to the pig-killing feast? Why don’t they need to write papers when they eat meat? 】

On the bus, Zheng Zheng looked at the people in the live broadcast room with a happy smile:...

? ? ? The boomerang actually hit me? !

February is a month destined to miss perfect attendance. There will be fewer updates in February. After all, there are too many things to do during the New Year.

Update one.