Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 137 137: Piggy (Part 2) [Seeking a monthly pass]

   Zhai Le refused to talk about pigs.

  Especially the **** was a male pig.

  A ninth-class fifth doctor and a seventh-class public doctor, these two fighters can fight a thousand-person encounter with each other. Naturally, there is no problem in holding a one-month-old male piglet one after the other. The only problem was the hoarse roar of the piglet, which really made the two men uncomfortable.

   Zhai Le turned his face away, not daring to look at the boar and cubs who were about to be "do whatever they want" by their friends but "would rather die than surrender".

   Seeing that the male pig cubs seemed to have expected something, struggling and resisting with all their strength, Zhai Le even felt a guilty conscience of "helping the evildoer". He murmured secretly in his heart: "My ancestors, this is the first time in my life that I do such an 'unreasonable' thing."

  Shen Tang, who was about to "do the surgery", had thin sweat on his forehead.

  On the surface, he was calm and indifferent, calm and steady.

  She said: "You two must hold it down and don't let it move around, or I will stab the wrong knife and it will get another knife."

  Zhai Le took a peek at the baby that the boar cub was about to lose, his thick black eyebrows twitched, a little nervous for no reason: "Brother Shen, will it hurt if you cut it?"

  Shen Tang thought about it and said, "It will definitely hurt a little."

   Otherwise, where does the word "egg pain" come from.

  She was still worried about the lack of anesthesia due to the limited conditions in ancient times, but then she thought about it, why would a pig be anesthetized without anesthesia for killing pigs?

  Shen Tang laughed and said, "You can't bear it?"

Zhai Le resisted the tingling impulse of his scalp, closed his eyes and muttered: "When a gentleman sees his life, he can't bear to see his death, hear his voice, and can't bear to eat his meat, so he cooks far away...I just think that if you are greedy for your flesh, you will have to castrate him , really not a gentleman..."

  Shen Tang took it for granted: "Gentlemen also eat meat! Who told these pigs to taste good after being eunuched. How can we benefit us if we don't **** them? Why, haven't you read the Pork Song?"

  Zhai Le: "...read it."

   I have read it before, and even tasted it out of curiosity, and then I firmly believe that Layman Dongpo is lying. The smell is fishy and offensive. After being cooked, it looks like a rotting corpse that has been put in a dead body for two or three days. Taste it carefully, and there is still a bit of foot odor from the rough guys in the military camp.

   I really don’t want to try it again after trying it once, and I don’t know how Layman Dongpo managed to "get up in the morning and drink two bowls, so that I am so full that I don’t care about it". Zhai Le complained: "But Pork Song is not credible! There are so many spiritual articles, his article made me suffer a lot!"

  Shen Tang laughed loudly: "Then you have to learn this pig's craft from me even more, lest you go back to the southeast in the future and you won't be able to eat this delicacy in the world, and you will be so greedy that you will run thousands of miles to have a meal with me."

  She grabbed a cloth towel and wet it with water, and wiped the part where the knife was going to be cut, under Gong Shuwu's slightly twitching eyes. Shen Tang grabbed the pair of eggs under the boar's belly with one hand, and pinched them accurately. The boar and the cubs struggled with all their strength, but they were suppressed forcefully.

  Zhai Le: "..."

  Brother Shen's strength made his scalp tingle.

  The next second, Shen Tang held the knife in his right hand, as steady as Mount Tai, the thin and sharp tip cut open the layer of skin neatly.

  The male piglet was pinned to the ground and couldn't move, and then he raised his neck and let out a horrific pig cry.

   This scream seemed to break through the sky, piercing the sky.

  Not only did Gong Shuwu and Gong Shuwu feel their scalps go numb, but it also made Qishan and Qishan, who had heard the news, stop in their tracks. Their expressions were wonderful.

  Zhai Le's handsome face turned pale, and he always felt pain in his area. He couldn't bear to look directly and closed his eyes. Instead, he held down the pig's neck and front trotters with one hand, covered the piglet's eyes with the other hand, and said to himself, "...don't bark, it will be fine soon, it will be fine soon."

  Watching Shen Tang pinch the pair of male and piglets out with his own eyes, he hooked his little finger into the wound, and raised the knife steadily with his hand.

   After a while, the two pieces of flesh looked like peeled fruit, thrown aside by Shen Tang in a wooden basin. Because the wound wasn't big and the bleeding wasn't too much, Shen Tang grabbed the pig's hind feet and lifted it up to shake. The male piglet screamed again, looking very energetic.

  She was amazed: "Amazing!"

   Zhai Le said with a pale face: "What's so magical about this?"

Shen Tang pointed at the boar that staggered away and said, "If a person is castrated, he won't be able to get up for ten days and a half month, and he won't be able to get off the ground for a month or two, which will hurt his vitality. But you see It will be able to run around on its hind legs right now."

  Zhai Le: "..."

  Gong Shuwu: "..."

  Pray for goodness: "..."

  Chu Yao: "..."

  So, Shen Xiaolang-jun/Goro really never worked in Jamsil? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a novice...

  Shen Tang went to catch a smaller boar.

  Because it is small, Zhai Le can carry it by himself.

   The boar was euthanized, and the sow was euthanized.

  Shen Tang became more and more proficient, but it was the miserable pig cry that rang out after a while, which attracted a lot of onlookers, watching the people under Gong Shuwu fighting each other.

  Because Gong Shuwu said—

   "What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Go back and practice 300 chops and thrusts each. Whoever can't do it well will overwhelm the other."

  Everyone: "..."

Shen Tang cut off a few of them, and let Gong Shuwu and Zhai Le do the rest. It wasn't that she wanted to be lazy or dislike the dirty hands of this job, it was actually Qi Shan and Chu Yao with livid faces who were scary, and their power was overwhelming. The battle-hardened Gong Shuwu felt a chill down his spine.

  Although Gong Shuwu and Gong Shuwu are novice hands, they are not soft on killing people.

   "Oh, I don't know how many of these piglets will survive."

  The medical conditions are limited, and the means of hemostasis are poor. At most, it is covered with plant ash, and there is no suture. She looked at the pot of eggs.

   "Wu Hui, do you want to take this pot out to Chef Dong?"

  Chu Yao's face turned black: "Don't eat."

  Shen Tang proposed again: "Add a dish to Banbu's men?"

  Chu Yao: "Yes."

   Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are. Give them nourishment.

  Shen Tang was taken away by Chu Yao to wash his hands, and he used two **** made of saponin spices, washing his fingers until his fingers turned white and there was no peculiar smell before he stopped.

  Lin Feng has been busy at the back in the morning, while reciting and reciting the Enlightenment Words silently, while arranging for those people who were bought back. When she saw that Shen Tang was still in the stockade at this point, she asked curiously: "Why didn't your lord go out today?"

  Going out at this time on weekdays is mostly to herd pigs.

  Lang Jun can't stay in one place.

  Shen Tang replied embarrassingly: "...the piglets are all sick, and it will take a few days to recuperate before they can be taken out for a release..."

   "Is it seriously ill? Does the shadow affect castration?"

  Shen Tang: "...the castration is over."

   A freshly baked pigpen barrow!

  The two adult wild boars don’t count, and Shen Tang hasn’t planned on when to do it. After all, adult pigs and piglets have different risks of surgery.

  Lin Feng was surprised: "Is the **** finished?"

So fast? ? ?

  It was only then that I remembered that I had faintly heard screams.

  She was depressed: "Why didn't Mr. Lang call Shangnu's house?"

  Shen Tang: "..."

   Isn't this afraid of leaving a psychological shadow on Lin Feng?

  Shen Tang knew how to coax Lin Feng, so he said: "In the past two days, I'm going to summarize and write a 'Pig Handbook', and Xiao Linfeng will help me with it. I will sign your name later!"

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   Chu Yao and Qishan: This makes us believe that Wulang/Shen Xiaolangjun is a daughter...

  (end of this chapter)