The busiest person today is butcher Zhao Chunxi.
Even if you're just slaughtering pigs and selling meat, if you can sell a pig weighing over 100 jin (50 kg) in a day, that's considered good business.
As for whether it was tiring or not, it didn't seem that tiring. Today, they were going to slaughter five pigs at once, and they were all such big pigs. Zhao Chunxi was so excited.
After slaughtering pigs for so many years, I can finally experience what it means to have the freedom to slaughter pigs. It feels great.
Early in the morning, the pig, which had been tied up all night, was carried onto a huge table.
Zhao Chunxi held a pig-slaughtering knife in one hand and grabbed the pig's jaw with the other, forcefully pulling it back to expose the throat. He gave the order, "Collect the blood."
A young man quickly placed a large wooden basin containing salt under the pig's neck.
At this moment, Zhao Chunxi held the sharp knife and thrust it straight in, piercing the pig's heart.
Then he flipped the knife over and pulled it out, and blood immediately gushed out with the knife.
Zhao Chunxi kept shaking the pig's head with the hand that was holding its chin, pressing down on the pig's belly to drain the blood from its cavity.
The entire movement was completed in one smooth motion.
As soon as Zhao Chunxi finished slaughtering a pig, the young men immediately carried it to the big pot to remove the hair, their coordination was seamless.
Moving on to the next one.
The hairless pig, plump and white, was laid out on the chopping board, ready to be gutted.
They scooped out the pig offal and put it in a large wooden basin, then someone took it aside to clean it.
With many hands making light work, the pork was quickly cut up and the offal was cleaned.
Especially the pig intestines, which were washed several times with wood ash, had no odor at all.
Stir-frying, braising, and stewing—all sorts of meats and vegetables were prepared, plus vegetables brought by the villagers themselves. Today was the best feast Zhao Family Village had had in years.
All sorts of touching and heartfelt words were heard throughout the banquet.
The team-building activity was successful, and the relationships among the Zhao family villagers became more harmonious.
Those who had a bad relationship before have miraculously reconciled after today's event.
That evening, the Zhao family returned to Wufang Town.
Since the Zhao family added cold drinks and barbecue to their menu, their business has been even better.
The shop's operating hours gradually changed from serving only breakfast and lunch to serving breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
We only do barbecue from the afternoon to the evening.
Previously, the barbecue was cooked in the backyard and then brought to the serving area for customers to pick up themselves.
Starting this afternoon, Zhao's family has stopped delivering takeout, and the barbecue grill has been set up in front of the shop.
A row of three or four barbecue grills were operating simultaneously.
The strong aroma of cumin and chili attracts passersby to stop and watch or go into the store to taste it.
Since the lobby was small, the Zhao family ordered many foldable small tables and placed them by the roadside.
This laid the foundation for the later street food stalls.
The barbecue chefs and waiters were handled by twelve deliverymen and Liu Qing, while Liu Wang remained his accountant.
The variety of barbecue has also expanded from just grilled meat to include grilled eggplant, grilled chives, and grilled mushrooms.
The customer base has also expanded from exclusively male customers to include both men and women, with most customers accompanied by their female relatives being families.
The better the Zhao family's business was, the more upset some people became.
The most distressed family among them was Zhang Baosheng's family.
Last time, because I didn't control my temper at the Zhao family's food stall, I ended up spending ten taels of silver at Ruyi Restaurant.
Zhang Baosheng's family suddenly found themselves in dire financial straits.
The fact that her son had spent so much money at once made Zhang Qiu extremely distressed.
After finding out the reason, he cursed the Zhao family.
People say that those who know when to yield are the heroes, and Zhang Qiushi should be considered an indestructible cockroach.
Whether there was something to do or not, he would sneak around to observe the Zhao family's food stall.
Especially after the Zhao family set up a food stall, Zhang Qiu felt that her opportunity had come.
After all, with so many people involved, things would get complicated. So she started to have her own ideas.
She lied and said the man was constipated, and went to the pharmacy to buy some croton powder.
She really went all out to harm people, and Zhang Qiu stayed in Wufang Town that night.
The Zhao family's business now basically closes down around 5 PM.
Zhang Qiushi dressed up specially.
Before leaving the inn, he smeared some flour on his face, thickened his eyebrows with a piece of burnt wood, and even invented his own way of drawing eyeliner.
Anyway, the final product looked like someone with neurasthenia, who hadn't slept in a long time, and went out with dark circles under their eyes.
Luckily it doesn't get dark too early now, otherwise going out like this would scare a bunch of people to death.
Zhang Qiu was also cautious; she wore a gray skirt before going out. She carried a small bundle in her hand, inside which was a green overcoat.
When they were almost at Wenren Lane, Zhang Qiushi found a quiet spot and put on her apron.
Observing Zhao's shop from a distance.
Coincidentally, at the table closest to Zhang Qiu's, two men came together. The waiter came over, noted down the dishes the guests wanted, and then left.
Soon, two cups of mint tea and a small dish of peanuts were served to the two guests in bamboo cups.
I picked up the mint tea and took a sip.
"Brother Wang, this tea tastes really good, it's very refreshing and cooling," Li Er said.
"Yeah, it's been a long day. Coming here to sit down, have some skewers, and drink some free tea is so relaxing."
Wang Wu nodded with great satisfaction.
Before the skewers are served, customers who have drunk water will naturally feel the urge to urinate.
To solve the problem of guests having difficulty finding a restroom
Huang went to a brokerage firm and bought a piece of land, about thirty or forty square meters, near the market.
A latrine was built.
Men on the left and women on the right – it's a modern-day public restroom.
We hired an elderly couple to clean the house.
Surprisingly, this one outhouse not only attracted many customers to the market area, but also solved the urgent needs of customers in the food stalls.
It's unclear whether all the guests who eat at Zhao's restaurant have this problem, but they always make sure to empty their bladder before eating anything.
It's as if only in this way can one taste the better flavor, or be able to eat more.
Li Er stood up first. "Brother Wang, I'll go over there first. Please have a seat."
Wang Wu nodded. He continued eating the peanuts on his plate with his head down.
He took another sip of mint tea and sighed contentedly.
Zhang Qiushi walked over at that moment.
Speaking in what she considered her most enthusiastic and affected voice
"Oh my, isn't this my cousin? It's been so long! Auntie, how are you?"
As he spoke, he took the seat that Li Er had just occupied.
Wang Wu looked up at Zhang Qiu Shi in surprise, "Madam, are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"
He was thinking to himself, "Did this woman just get beaten up? Why are her eyes so dark?"
Just as Wang Wu's attention was focused entirely on Zhang Qiu's face, Zhang Qiu quietly placed her hand over the cup Li Er was drinking from.
The croton powder in my palm fell into the cup.
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