The servants and guards of the Qin Mansion have been feeling pain and happiness recently. The source of happiness is because of food, and the source of pain is also because of food.

Since we arrived at Qin Mansion, we have let go of all kinds of delicacies, but it is not enough not to eat them. God, which master dares to let the servants eat every meal of big fish and meat? The largest landlord in Jingyang has never seen this.

The chef makes various meats, various methods, and cooks them in different ways until the Lord is satisfied.

The cook puts all kinds of spices as expensive as gold in the dishes, and is afraid that it will not taste enough if it is put in less. The servants and guards will eat a bite of it and never dream of eating such exquisite and delicious food in their lives.

But that damn chef started to make every dish of food from scratch, and never knew its taste. After a long aftertaste, this dish was taken off the shelves and replaced with another dish. During this period, three or four people had diarrhea after eating those foods.

After the Lord asked the story to tell Sun Shenxian to show it, Sun Shenxian said in one sentence: The food is too good and cannot be transformed.

The way to help transform is thought of by the Lord.

All the servants and guards ran to Sun Simiao's village every day and ran back. The servants doubled the guards, and they couldn't finish the run and got beaten with the board. The most important thing was that they couldn't finish the run in half an hour and had no food to eat.

Two people went back and forth, and each one was exhausted.

The chefs came over with a smile and asked the elder brothers to help. The food they practiced was still waiting for them to eliminate. The Lord did not object to everyone to eat, but they could not bear it. If Lord did not find the waste, his legs would be discounted.

After a while, the two round trips could be easily completed within half an hour, and the chef's food was much less. It is said that many chefs went to Chang'an.

The guards thought that they could finally calm down. The Lord said: It is not easy to develop habits, and they don’t force them, but it is best to keep them. As the Lord, he has to get up early every day to exercise with Sun Shenxian. The guards are so embarrassed to sleep in? It’s okay to really sleep in. My Lord doesn’t object, just to make his teenage baby look down on him!

The Lord's words were too damn bad. They were all men who had been fighting on the battlefield. They would rather sacrifice their lives than give up their faces. None of the guards went to sleep in.

A few days ago, Sun Shenxian invented the soap, fatty oil, and fat meat that was thrown into the pot, leaving only crispy fat. The dumplings and buns made with various vegetable fillings are so fragrant, especially when sprinkled with various seasonings and eaten. The taste is nothing more than the emperor today.

This time I changed my delicacy. The whole roasted piglet was roasted, one by one, and it was shiny with golden and shiny pork skin on it. It was crispy when I ate it. The fat meat under the skin melted in my mouth. The lean meat mixed with the spice flavor. I still drool when I think about it.

Just then the Lord said: Everyone eat openly, and if one is not enough, then continue to eat. Until you have enough, you cannot treat your brothers badly.

Everyone secretly swears that they will give their lives to the Lord for the rest of their lives for the Lord.

The guards were so excited that the butcher Zheng's mouth was full of bitterness and he couldn't tell the taste.

The roasted suckling pig with crispy and bright yellow was eaten by his heartless boy, and he was yelling that he hadn't eaten enough, but the butcher Zheng knew that it was his life.

The Lord said that money can be taken from the mansion and counted as the mansion, provided that the piglet survives after cutting the eggs, and it is considered his own if he cannot survive.

My own cow has been blown out by the Lord, and even with my eyes closed, I know where the balls are.

But I know it's one thing, but cutting the eggs makes the piglet alive is another thing. The more than thirty piglets collected from Jingyang have survived three of them after cutting the eggs. The other few hours are no longer able to see it, so I quickly cut it off.

Zheng Butcher Zheng cleaned the piglet, took off the pig's hair, opened the pig's belly and thought carefully. He didn't let any of the twenty-nine piglets go, regardless of male or female, and looked at them one by one.

The cleaned pig was sent to Jue Ye to pay the bill. Jue Ye refused to admit it, and the pig stayed behind and kept the account. Before leaving, he asked Butler Lu to take more than thirty pig money, continue to buy and continue to cut.

There were more than thirty pigs. Butcher Zheng trembled and couldn't take the knife. The fat son's words aroused bloody spirit: Aye, what are you afraid of when you get a knife? At worst, you can eat roasted piglets again! After hearing this, Butcher Zheng kicked the fat son away and called his wife. More than thirty piglets were stabbed in the hands of the two parents-in-law. On the third day, more than a dozen survived.

Thanks to the ancestors, seeing hope, Zheng Butcher Zheng walked through the process again, Xiaozhu dissected it one by one, and sent it to Qin Mansion.

The only difference is that my son did not get the roasted piglet this time. The Lord told him a little regretfully: The little piglet is not enough to share this time, and the expression seems to be a little bit too little.

Butcher Zheng was bleeding from his heart. He couldn't bear to see the unscrupulous lord, so he took the money from Butler Lu, and held back tears and left.

The third batch of piglets was the second day after being stabbed, and two of them died. Butcher Zheng couldn't help but burst into tears, covered his face and cried in his aunt's chest, but didn't say anything. It was so embarrassing.

After crying, I roasted two little pigs myself and refused to give them to the Lord! One is dedicated to the ancestors and the other is dedicated to the ancestors.

Butcher Zheng wanted to stand in front of the Lord, patted his chest and said: Close your eyes and don’t cut one to death!

The butcher Zheng's family was unemployed. To be precise, they changed from a butcher to a pigherd. Fifty or sixty little pigs were originally planned to be sent to the Lord's Mansion, but Lord wanted it, it was too dirty and had no place to raise it. The pig farming work fell into the hands of Butcher Zheng, and raising one to death was considered his own.

Butcher Zheng couldn't understand why he had been killed for half his life and became a pig farmer for no reason? He had to take good care of himself and deducted his wages at the end of the year. If the unscrupulous lord hadn't smiled at him every time he met, he would have to go to the county government to beat the drums and ask the county magistrate to judge him.

New troubles came again. Zheng butcher and his parents-in-law had been climbing to the door of the pigpen for several hours. They were worried that something had happened to the piglet.

I sent my kid to ask Doctor Sun for help. Doctor Sun, human diseases can be cured, and piglets should be cured. I heard that the locusts that were taken by Doctor Sun some time ago were cured by Doctor Sun. Doctor Sun can even clean up the Locust God, but he still can't cure a pig?

Doctor Sun did not come, but the Unscrupulous Lord came!

"Sir, take a look. If these little pigs are good, the villain's family will have no way to survive." Butcher Zheng said with a bitter face and cried. When his wife saw that the lord was coming, she hurriedly flew away from the pigpen door so that the lord could take a closer look.

"Apart from eating, loving to sleep and not moving, are there any other problems?" Qin Lang looked at the door of the pigpen and asked Zheng butcher and his wife.

"That's not. Lord, the villain and the pigs have been dealing with each other for a lifetime. The pigs used to be alive. These pigs ate and slept and ate." Butcher Zheng quickly answered.

"Okay, keep it. These little pigs belong to the Lord from now on, so I will take good care of them. By the way, I will wash the sheep-killing sheep casings for me in the future and dry them for me." Qin Lang said and left.

Zheng Butcher and his family of three stood at the pigpen door and stared at each other...
Chapter completed!