ter Deng and put it on her body. 新西安夜网 He put a canvas pocket around the rolling pin again, and then under the onlookers of Nanjing Longfeng and others, he picked up the rolling pin again and followed Master Deng out of the radar station.
Master Deng, who was also wearing an apron, looked around the screaming wild boar, and gave Aunt Lai a wink. The latter directly put the rolling pin through the four hoofs 西安夜生活第一论坛网 tied by the wild boar. They were so light. He lifted the wild boar easily and placed it on the stone table in front of the glass conservatory not far away.
This posture is to kill the pig! Nanjing Longfeng watched with shining eyes, which was one of the joys of childhood. Even Big Ivan and the others who came back to watch the excitement were staring. They had killed pigs themselves, but it was hard to see the whole pig as a dish.
In the crowd of more 西安耍耍网 than 20 people, Aunt Lai grabbed the rolling pin with both hands and directly pressed the wild boar’s neck. At this time, the fat boar had difficulty breathing, let alone screaming.
At the pig-killing scene that became much quieter, Master Deng used the penetrating knife to skillfully clean the bristles on the neck of the wild boar, and then placed a stainless steel basin 西安夜生活网 under the table.
Everyone did not see what was going on. A puff of blood sprouts from the neck of the wild boar, which poured in the stainless steel basin. Master Deng unhurriedly stirred the basin with the knife in his hand. There was more and more pig blood, and Aunt Lai had pinned one end of the rolling pin to her waist, and freed her hand to hit the wild boar’s chest. 西安夜网论坛 As the fist fell, the blood on the wild boar’s neck suddenly accelerated.
When the wild boar stopped struggling completely, Aunt Lai held the stainless steel basin in one hand and the rolling pin taller than her in the other and walked back.
In such a short period of time, He Tianlei had led someone to set up a pressurized gasoline stove next to him. In the snorting sound, the ferocious flame licked the soup