Siheyuan: Starting from the Pig Killer

"master!"

"master!"

In Class 2 of Production Section 1, under the slaughtering shed, two young men who looked about thirty years old said to Xiang Yunduan, their expressions were respectful, but more excited.

These two young men, one named Sun Guo and the other Huang Ming, are Xiang Yunduan's new apprentices and temporary workers.

In fact, Zhang Dahe and Wang Shitou were also temporary workers.

Although Xiang Yunduan is not afraid of offending others, after all, if he can offend less, he should offend as little as possible.

Therefore, when he replaced people, he did not find those who were apprentices under other butchers, but replaced them with temporary workers. In this way, he could save some face for others.

After all, if you hire those apprentices, it is equivalent to robbing someone else's apprentice, but temporary workers do not have this hidden danger.

Seeing that the two newly recruited disciples in front of him even wanted to bow to him, Xiang Yunduan quickly waved his hands and said, "You two are welcome. What was it like when Xiao Wang and Xiao Zhang followed me before? What should you do?" Everyone knows it, so there is no need to talk about these red tapes. Learning the craft well is the greatest respect for me as a master!"

Xiang Yunduan was used to these two people who were older than him calling him master, but it would not be good to ask them to bow again.

In addition to harvesting his luck in the future, he was just recruiting a disciple to form a good relationship. He might as well be more straightforward. Although it was okay for these two people to bow to them in order to learn their craft, they would definitely feel uncomfortable. After all, these two people But they are all older than Xiang Yunduan.

Rather than leaving knots in their hearts, they should respect each other.

"Okay, no need to say any more unnecessary words. Let's get to work. Go get the pigs first!"

After chatting with each other for a few words, it was considered acquaintance. Xiang Yunduan didn't have so many rules and went straight to the topic and started working.

Sun Guo and Huang Ming were naturally even more happy when they saw Xiang Yunduan being so open, and walked towards the pig pen with their tools.

Soon, in less than a cup of tea, the two of them came back leading a big fat pig with its head covered.

"Look good. This pig killing must be clean and neat. The key points are also very simple. The main thing is the position and strength of the stab. Let me tell you, the tip of the knife must..."

After putting the big fat pig on the chopping board, Xiang Yunduan picked up the sharp knife and explained the key points to the two apprentices, while making gestures to prepare to strike.

His current "Preaching and Teaching" skill is at the bronze level, and his "Slaughtering" skill is at the silver level. When these two skills are combined, the effect is better than when he taught Zhang Dahe and Wang Shitou before.

Logically speaking, with these two skills, he would be able to teach Sun Guo and Huang Ming faster.

Of course, what the specific situation will be depends on the understanding of Sun Guo and Huang Ming.

If two people have poor understanding, it will be useless even if they have skills.

As Xiang Yunduan had discovered before, Wang Shitou's understanding was actually better than Zhang Dahe's.

Leaving aside the pigs, Xiang Yunduan taught Zhang Dahe and Wang Shitou how to treat them equally, but now Wang Shitou's craftsmanship is obviously a little higher than Zhang Dahe's. This is due to personal understanding.

"Hey, where's the pig tail?"

Xiang Yunduan was about to take action when he suddenly discovered that the pig had no tail.

In fact, it's not that there is no tail, but the tail is cut off at the root. It looks like the pig's tail has been cut off with a knife.

Sun Guo and Huang Ming were paying attention to Xiang Yunduan, and were about to take a closer look. When they heard Xiang Yunduan's words, they subconsciously looked at the pig's butt, and they saw a bare picture. There was indeed no pig tail on the pig's butt.

"No, I don't know!"

"I didn't pay attention!"

The two said with confused expressions.

"Didn't you notice it when you came out of the pigsty?" Xiang Yunduan asked.

"No, the breeder just registered it casually. He probably didn't notice it either!" Sun Guo said.

Of course, the temporary pig pens in the slaughterhouse are also managed by specialized people.

Mainly responsible for registering the pigs when they enter and leave the pen, and also responsible for weighing.

After the people from the transport team bring the pigs back from the countryside, they will mark each pig with a number and weigh it when entering the pen. When the slaughterer slaughters the pigs, they also need to weigh and register them when they leave the pen.

This is for statistical data and calculation of loss and meat yield.

Moreover, the weight data when leaving the pen should be basically consistent with the weight data registered by the transport team after slaughter. In other words, the data before and after killing should be basically consistent to prevent the slaughterer from getting in touch with his hands.

Of course, the data after slaughter must be the data of pork plus pig blood, pig bones, pig offal, etc., so it must be consistent. If there is less data before and after, then someone must have concealed the missing part. .

"What should we do now? One pig's tail is missing, so it weighs nearly two pounds more than it is. We will hand it over to the transportation team after we kill it. It won't be right!" Xiang Yunduan looked at Sun Guo and Huang Ming. said.

"Master, the tail must have disappeared when we were in the pig pen. It is impossible that the two of us cut off the pig's tail on the way here. Look at the scar at the root of the tail. The blood is scabbed. It must be It wasn't cut just now!" Sun Guo said anxiously.

"What you said makes sense, but let me ask you, how were the pigs registered when they came out of the pen? Did it indicate that there was one missing pig tail?" Xiang Yunduan asked again.

"That...that's not the case. I didn't pay attention at all at the time!" Huang Ming shook his head and said.

"Then there's nothing we can do. When I hand over to the transportation team later, people will definitely ask, where did the pig's tail go? How should I answer?" Xiang Yunduan said helplessly.

For example, pig tails, pig heads, pig trotters, pig ears, etc., these are all counted separately. If there is one difference, it is just one piece. It is impossible to fool them.

Every time a handover is made, an account will be recorded, and the person who handles it must sign or fingerprint it, in order to prevent the person who handles it from enriching his own pockets.

"No, I have to go find the keeper in the pig pen. The pig tail must have been lost when we were in the pig pen. Maybe it was the keeper who stole it!" Sun Guo said angrily.

"Come back, what's the use of going now? You didn't find any problems when the pigs came out of the pen. Now when you go there, they insist that the tail was still there when they came out of the pen. What can you say!" Xiang Yunduan saw that Sun Guo and Huang Ming were going. Find the keeper and quickly stop the two.

"Master, what should we do?" Huang Ming said anxiously.

"What should I do? Of course you two will patch up the pig's tail!" Xiang Yunduan said angrily.

"Ah? How can we make up for it? Neither of us have tails!" Huang Ming said somewhat naively.

"You are really a pig's head, how else can you make up for it? Of course you have to pay for it. A pig's tail costs about fifty cents per pound and a half. Let's pay two and a half cents each!" Sun Guo was angry and funny. said.

Pig tails are not expensive, only about 50 cents.

"Ah? Two cents!" When Huang Ming heard that he wanted to pay, his expression immediately dropped.

"Okay, every time you learn a lesson, you will gain wisdom. Think of it as spending money to buy a lesson. If you smoke two less packs of cigarettes, you will save money!" Xiang Yunduan said.