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Chapter 127 The Method of Slaughtering Turtles

It was a huge old house with green brick walls and a tall gatehouse with exquisite carvings on the walls and even more exquisite and beautiful carvings on the roof.

Looking from the front, the hall is in the middle, and there are several huge round wooden pillars in the corridor at the entrance, which are seven or eight meters high, with ear rooms on the left and right sides.

It is surrounded by walls, and countless crenels are built on the walls, and the scene outside can be seen at a glance from inside and outside.Inside the wall is a large yard, covered with bluestone bricks and cobblestones, and a few people are sitting in the yard.

"Local tyrants, local tyrants, that's what local tyrants looked like in ancient times." Kuangde Jun sighed.

"You big local tyrant!" Tu Meier twisted his arm hard, and said, "This house was left by my grandfather's father. According to legend, other residents in this village are the guards or servants of my Tu family. My family My ancestor was a high official in the court, and after retiring to the countryside, he bought this mountain and took root here!"

"If it was 100 years ago, maybe I should have called you Miss or Princess, Princess Qianhu!" Kuang Dejun joked.

A small stream bypassed the old house and flowed out. On the bank of the stream, seven or eight young women were squatting and washing clothes.As soon as Tu Meier's red P0LO appeared, several young women who were washing clothes threw their unfinished clothes into the bucket in a panic and left in a hurry.

It seems that the appearance of Mutu Meier is very taboo.

Outside the door, she honked the horn, and the heavy door was pulled open by a hunchbacked old woman.

Tu Meier slowly brought the car into the yard. Besides the old woman, there was also a middle-aged man talking with another young man in his 30s.

"Grandma!" The old woman was about to speak when she saw a handsome young man coming down from the co-pilot.

"This girl, there is a guest here, so I won't introduce you." The old woman scolded him.

The middle-aged man also asked curiously: "Girl, are you talking about a boyfriend?"

Tu Meier hurriedly argued: "Second uncle, what kind of vision do you have? He is..."

Before she could speak, a young man in his 30s next to him saw that it was Kuang Dejun who got off the car, and greeted him warmly: "So it's Mr. Kuang. Is Mr. Kuang still free to come to Lingbei Village today?"

It turned out to be Zhu Qingbiao, the purchasing manager of Phoenix Restaurant.Almost all the management personnel below the restaurant recognize him.

"Coincidentally, Manager Zhu, who are you?" Kuang Dejun asked suspiciously.

"The Tu family is my old customer. Every month I buy hundreds of catties of soft-shelled turtles from Lao Tu." Zhu Qingbiao said.

From the first time he saw Zhu Qingbiao, Kuang Dejun guessed that he was the boss who bought the soft-shelled turtle.

Kuang Dejun brought down a bucket of soft-shelled turtles and said, "Grandpa Tu said, wait for him for about an hour, and he will be able to bring back another bucket of soft-shelled turtles!"

Tu Meier said to Kuang Dejun: "Brother Kuang, this is my grandma, and this is my second uncle!"

Then he said to grandma and second uncle: "This is Boss Kuang, who is going to buy our navel oranges. Second uncle, grandpa asked you to kill two soft-shelled turtles to entertain guests at noon!"

The second uncle readily agreed, caught two soft-shelled turtles from the bucket, and prepared to slaughter them.Kuang Dejun saw at a glance that the second uncle seemed to be having trouble breathing, and it seemed a little difficult to speak, and it seemed that it was very difficult to catch a soft-shelled turtle weighing five or six catties with one hand.

"Let me help you." Kuang Dejun hurriedly took a step forward and took a soft-shelled turtle from his second uncle.

Entering the kitchen, the second uncle turned the turtle upside down on the chopping board. Unfortunately, the second uncle was weak and turned the turtle upside down several times. The turtle struggled to get it away several times. The sharp mouth of the turtle almost bit the second uncle's mouth several times. hands, making dangers abound.

"Let me do it, you can teach me how to kill it!" Kuang Dejun put the turtle in his hand into the iron bucket, took the knife, turned the turtle over on the chopping board, and pressed on the belly of the turtle with only one finger.

"When the turtle stretches its neck and turns over, just cut off its neck quickly."

The soft-shelled turtle struggled hard, its neck stretched out, and the Kuangde army cut the soft-shelled turtle's neck in two with a knife.

Tu Meier hid far away. Grandma was investigating her relationship with Boss Kuang, why she called him "Brother Kuang!" so affectionately.

But at this time, the second uncle quickly brought a bowl, poured the turtle blood into the bowl, poured out a glass of white wine, drank the soft-shelled turtle blood and then the white wine, with a look of great enjoyment, which surprised Kuang Dejun.

"I have high blood sugar and blood pressure. An old Chinese doctor said that drinking raw turtle blood can lower blood sugar and blood pressure." The second uncle explained.

The Kuangde army planed in the same way and slaughtered the second soft-shelled turtle.At this time, a middle-aged woman in gray and black clothes entered the kitchen. She poured a few spoonfuls of water into the pot and heated it up. A layer of sand...

"Wait for her to do it, let's sit outside in the living room!" The second uncle turned and invited Kuang Dejun out of the kitchen.

In the living room, the second uncle greeted Kuang Dejun and Zhu Qingbiao to sit down, panting and asked Tu Meier: "Girl, go to your grandpa's room and get the tea away, and then go upstairs to grab some snacks!"

"You don't need to bother." Kuang Dejun and Zhu Qingbiao hastily said: "A cup of tea is enough, and there is no need for snacks."

Tu Meier said: "Brother Kuang, I went to your house to grab a meal, and you would not be willing to entertain me with any snacks, but at my house, you will not be so impolite."

This girl is saying that I don't know etiquette, but my base is really useless to store those snacks that can be eaten at any time.

"But I won't blame you," Tu Mei'er gently patted Kuang Dejun on the back and happily went to find the fruit bowl.

"Second Uncle, have you ever been down a well?" Kuang Dejun saw that his superficial symptoms were very similar to silicosis among mine workers.

"Boss Kuang, you have a bad eye, and you can tell at a glance that I used to be an underground worker. Oh, let alone, I have been a worker in Pantieshan for decades, and I got an internal retirement last year. I didn't make much money, and I came back with a whole body of illness. Nine out of ten underground workers have silicosis, but the severity is different!" said the second uncle with emotion.

It was drizzling outside.Because there is a square patio in the middle of the old house, and the rain falls from it.

Kuang Dejun was a little worried about whether the test of spraying spiritual spring water at night could be carried out normally.Because if it rains, it will definitely affect the absorption of the fruit.

The second uncle was worried about the old father in the orchard, but he immediately saw the old father riding a rickshaw from the other side of the stream from the crenel of the wall.

Tu Meier brought four or five kinds of dim sum, including persimmon cakes, cloud cakes, fried rice corners, popcorn, peach crisps, and peanuts.

The old man Tu weighed the two barrels of soft-shelled turtles, and the net weight was 62 catties. Zhu Qingbiao paid 3720 yuan to the old man in time.Zhu Qingbiao wanted to send the soft-shelled turtle back to the restaurant immediately, but the Tu family refused to let him go.

"The food will be ready soon. It doesn't make sense. It makes sense to go home hungry if you have something to eat!"

(End of this chapter)