The meat butler on both sides of the spine can also be cut, but it needs to be cut for a while. When he heard that the pub opened, his guy could also be cut. The butler picked up the knife and said, "I'll do it, I'm a horse meat seller at this time."

The butler didn't ask the guy to cut it. He went to the side of the carriage and pulled the meat and stretched out a knife to cut it. The butler couldn't cut the meat, so he cut a piece of it. The butler said, "Is it okay to have such a big piece?"

"Okay, don't be too young." The fat man held his pipe in his mouth.

"This meat is cheap, it's all good meat. If you open a tavern, you can earn a lot now." The butler cuts the meat from the tavern.

The fat man held a pipe in his mouth and smiled. The laughter was not loud and he could hardly hear it.

"Go away, don't buy all the meat when it's cheap." A man with yellow face and pleated forehead walked quickly and called the guy carrying two baskets behind him.

The housekeeper who cuts the flesh, the fat man holding a pipe, and the guy carrying a basket, all looked at him when he heard the sound. He saw a man with a yellow face and a pleat on his head, and he was wearing a good dress. He was walking quickly with a basket guy.

The butler took his head back and saw a horse in the south. The butler stretched out his neck to see that it was a horse pulling a carriage, and there were people sitting in front of the carriage, looking at it, dressed in soldiers and villagers.

"Are you not coming back?" The butler was talking about the person outside the south gate.

The housekeeper had to cut the flesh for the customer, and he looked back and went to cut the flesh.

The man with yellow forehead with folds walked over quickly, "How much meat is there?"

The man walked to a corner of the carriage, and the guy picked two baskets and followed him. The butler said, "Look at it." After saying that, the butler went to cut the flesh.

The man with yellow face and a pleated forehead looked at the horse meat, and the fat man with a pipe in his mouth said, "I have already wanted all the meat on both sides of the spine. The village manager is cutting me."

Look at the fat man, he looks familiar with this fat man, and he has seen it. It seems that he opens a tavern. He goes to see the meat cut by the butler. He hears that horse meat is sold by the village yamen, and the village yamen is selling it. Look at the fat man, and he says, "You'll cut the good meat first?"

He held a pipe in his hand, smoked, and vomited smoke. The fat man said, "Tell you, the meat is mine."

I looked at the horse meat on the carriage, and the horse meat was cut by a knife. The man with yellow face and frowned at the door said, "I won't compete with him for good meat. I want all other good meat except the meat on both sides of the spine, and I want two baskets of other good meat. Are you the village yamen housekeeper?" At the end of the talk, the man asked the housekeeper and clasped his fists at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper was cutting his flesh, but he stopped the knife after hearing this, and clasped his fists and replied: "That's right."

"Butler." The man clasped his fists and shook.

The butler's hands clasped his fists as soon as they saw it, and he picked up his fists and responded, then went to cut his flesh and said, "I'll cut the flesh."

The man put his hand down and said, "Why did the village yamen sell horse meat? Or should the butler sell it himself?"

The housekeeper cut the meat, killed the village owner and asked him to sell horse meat, and told him about it. He said, "Maybe this time, it's great to buy more."

Looking at the horse's legs wrapped in plaster, the man nodded and said, "Yes, although I didn't understand it very well, these two horse meats with a pound of copper plates are not easy to meet. It is impossible for the village yamen to break all their legs. Then he took the plaster and killed them and sold them at a low price."

The housekeeper said: "If it is not sold at a low price, it is impossible for the village yamen to be sold every horse. The so-called cheap sale is because the village yamen is sold to villagers and the village yamen is sold to villagers, and it is not sold to the high price."

After the housekeeper finished talking, he continued to cut the fat man with his pipe in his mouth.

The man with yellow face and pleated face and a tucked door said, "It seems that the butler doesn't sell meat often, and he cuts it slowly."

"It's not too slow, it's my level." The butler cut the flesh and put them on the car board one by one.

The people who went outside the South Gate were rushing back on the street. In front were Erbaozi and the yamen runner Luozi. "Driving" the yamen runner Luozi waved his whip and drove his horse, and behind them were three carriages.

There are not many people on the street. Some are closing stalls, and some have already taken them away. The carriages are walking faster. The carriages are walking in the middle of the road, and passers-by are asking for help. Seeing the two or two people on the carriage, they are covered in dirty and gray. Their faces seem to be rubbing against the bottom of the pot, and their clothes are rolling on the pedestrian street. Who is the person on the carriage? The soldiers and yamen runners have villagers.

People on the street gave way to them, and those who had not closed their stalls on both sides of the street looked at them. "What are you doing? Are you all? There are soldiers, yamen runners, and villagers?" A man, who was fifty or sixty years old, had a red face and had more than a dozen folds on his forehead. He saw it and said.

"It's almost done." Er Baozi looked forward and said.

"Look at it." said Luo Zi, the yamen runner. "Take" Luo Zi, pulling the horse rope and driving the horse whip.

The butler was cutting horse meat on both sides of the spine of the fat man holding a pipe. There was horse meat on both sides of the spine, and the butler was still cutting him. The fat man holding a pipe was smoking his pipe, watching the butler cut his flesh, and pinched his waist with one hand. He smiled on his face. This horse meat is suitable, two pounds of copper coins per pound, and it can be sold to customers with a lot of more money.

Later, the yellow-headed man had folds and a serious face. He looked at the housekeeper to cut the horse meat. He had no luck, and the meat on both sides of his spine was bought first. He had no luck, and he had to buy other good meats. The meat was fresh and cheap. He wanted to buy more and buy two baskets.

The butler cut his flesh and looked south, and saw soldiers, horses, carriages, and workers. When they came back, their faces and bodies were even more impoverished than when they went there. The one holding the pipe and the one with yellow faces and wrinkles on their foreheads later, looking south, and seeing what the butler looked at? Seeing soldiers driving the carriages, there were some behind them.

The two of them also looked south and saw the carriage. It was the people from the village yamen driving the carriage. There were also villagers who had done their jobs, and their dirty faces became even more dirty.

The carriage was approaching, and the two of them looked back and watched the butler cut their flesh.

There is also a lot of horse meat on both sides of the spine. The pieces cut by the butler can put them in a basket. Looking at the meat on the car board, looking at the basket the guy carries, the butler said, "Can't you hold that basket?"

When he took a pipe, the fat man said, "It's okay." He immediately said to his friend, "You go back, get another basket, take a shoulder pole, and carry it with the shoulder pole."

The guy took a basket and responded and turned around.

The butler cut the flesh. No matter what the meat is, the meat on both sides of the spine is cut, which is larger. Some are not the spine. He also cut the spine. They are all two copper plates per pound. The person holding the pipe saw that the meat outside the spine of the butler was cut, but he didn't say anything, but the butler cut it.

The yellow-faced man saw it and said, "Butler, those pieces that are not connected to the spine, that is the waist. You can leave it to me?"

The housekeeper is not a slaughter, and he can't tell the difference between any meat. He just cuts it according to both sides of the spine. If the cut is small, it is easy to cut the spine. If the cut is large, it is okay. The spine is all inside. He said, "I haven't done this before, so I can't cut it correctly. Look at me, if the cut is wrong, tell me."

"It's okay, butler, just cut it according to the sides of the spine. Don't go too far. I want it." said a yellow-faced and frowned.

The housekeeper couldn't figure it out, so he could only estimate the cutting and said, "I'll cut up, you both look at it, and whoever is cutting the flesh will squeak."
Chapter completed!