Hearing that Gu Yanzhang was going to kill pigs,

the villages within a ten-mile radius were in an uproar.

Those idle men and women did not mind the trouble and actually crossed mountains and ridges to run to Gujiagang. Just to see the butcher Wang in the county town, the style of killing pigs.

Butcher Wang can kill pigs without bloodshed.

He kills pigs like flowing water.

In addition, when Butcher Wang killed pigs, he was naked, wearing only a pair of shorts covering his buttocks. Under the scorching sun, his strong and dark muscles swelled and fell with his superb movements of killing pigs. Especially the beads of sweat, from his high forehead, his face with distinct eyebrows and eyes, his strong chin, his strong arms, and his strong chest, ... they fell to the ground little by little. These

wives in ancient times actually did not understand the meaning of the word sexy.

However, when they saw Wang the Butcher, who was over 40 years old and as strong as an ox, and was completely different from their husbands who were as thin as chickens, they felt that they could not take their eyes away.

Some wives took advantage of their husbands' absence and couldn't help but sigh, "This Butcher Wang is a real man..."

"Look at his strong body, he must be very good!"

Some older wives are shameless. They can say anything. As soon as they heard this, they got excited. "Haha, do you need to tell me that?"

"Based on my experience, this Butcher Wang is definitely this!" She made a gesture while saying this. Then, several women said excitedly, "Hey, let me tell you, if someone like us runs into his bed, we definitely won't last two rounds..."

The older woman said this with a smile, and the young wives present blushed.

Some couldn't help but spit in their hearts. Some, on the other hand, looked at Butcher Wang uncontrollably, up and down.

Butcher Wang actually didn't care about the commotion he caused.

Because he had already given up and thought about finding another woman to have a son.

A few years ago, he found some fortune tellers to tell his fortune.

The monks and Taoist priests acted as if they had discussed it beforehand. They all said that he had committed too many sins of murder, and that the fact that he had two daughters was the result of his good fortune accumulated in his previous life. As long as he raised his two daughters well and let them find good families, he might be able to enjoy a happy old age when he was old.

Thinking of the Taoist priests' advice, Wang the Butcher, who already had some ideas about Gu Yanzhang's family, worked even harder.

There were eight fat pigs, and they were all tall and strong boars. When Wang the Butcher saw them, he praised them, "Good pigs! Really fat and good pigs!" Then

he started to kill the pigs and let Chou Pijiang peel their skins.

However, after several people worked together and killed several pigs in succession, Wang the butcher's brows became more and more wrinkled.

He couldn't help it, so he asked loudly, "Boss, how come all the eight boars in your family have lost their testicles?"

Wang the butcher was a carefree person, and he said whatever he wanted. However, as soon as he finished speaking, the villagers around him started talking.

"The testicles of his boars were cut off after they were one month old. The scene was really heartbreaking! I was there at the time. Until now, I still remember how I had a nightmare that night..." When

someone said this, the others laughed. They all described with relish how these pigs became male pigs.

The rest of the people had clearly heard it eight hundred times. But they still felt happy to hear it this time. They wanted to hear it continue.

Seeing the men of Gujiagang talking with spit flying and gritting their teeth, Wang the Butcher shook his head in his heart.

He had been traveling far and wide, killing pigs for many years, but he had never seen villagers like Gujiagang...

He was a meticulous person.

After skinning, bleeding and cleaning the eight boars, he weighed each pig carefully with his own weighing rod. He was shocked at the time.

The net weight of a pig alone is about 300 kilograms...

The net weight of eight pigs added together is almost 2,300 kilograms...

Thinking that these fat pigs were castrated, the experienced butcher Wang kept this in mind.

He thought that when the spring comes next year, he can simply raise a few castrated pigs. His family is big and he will not lose money even if he raises a few pigs.

Butcher Wang has always been known as a kind person.

After he learned the little secret of the Gu family's pig raising, he personally visited the Gu family's pigpen.

Knowing that the Gu family's pigs actually lived in a mud house that was not exposed to wind and rain, he sighed in his heart, "I didn't expect that the Gu family's pigs lived better than some poor people..." Then

, he looked carefully at the food that the pigs ate. He found that the Gu family's pigs ate rice bran and old grains. They were carefully stewed.

Butcher Wang thought to himself, "No wonder these Gu family pigs are so fat."

He knew that the Gu family spent a lot of money to raise pigs. Butcher Wang discussed with Gu Yanzhang at that time, "Boss, I see that the pigs you guys raised are big and good. They are especially fat and don't smell fishy. Such good pigs are unique in our county." "

If you trust me, you can sell all these pigs to me. I'll give you a fair price, 40 coins for a pound of pork head. What do you think?"

40 coins for a pound of pork is indeed a fair price.

Because the pork sellers in the town all sell at this price.

They also have to make money. Some pig buyers only charge about thirty coins.

Just when Gu Yanzhang was about to say something, Chen Xuanxuan, who was late, came over and said, "Boss, we can't sell all these pigs!"

"We still need them to make sausages. Then, we can send them to Captain Huang in the county government!"

Hearing this, the butcher Wang said, "Since eight pigs can't be sold, how about you sell me six?"

Chen Xuanxuan shook her head and said, "No. Captain Huang has to provide this good pork to the county magistrate. We can sell you two at most. There is no more."

Hearing this, Wang the butcher sighed a few times. But now he also knew that the Gu family's daughter-in-law's family had a close relationship with the county magistrate Huang.

Thinking that he couldn't offend her, Wang the butcher nodded politely and said, "Two pigs are fine."

"I'll pay you now, take them all back."