Yang Shaofeng, who had finally returned home and rested for a day, was thinking about what to make. Of course, the main thing was how to dispose of Zhu Gaoxu who came to the door for free.

After hearing the news that Young Master Yang was back, Zhu Gaoxu rushed to the door to have a meal and said that he was not picky about food, and could just slaughter a chicken or stew a fish, or sheep, pigs, and cows.

Compared to Zhu Gaochi, who had to deal with government affairs, Zhu Gaoxu, the King of Han, had just stayed in Yangjiazhuang. Later, he built a small yard for himself during the reconstruction of Yangjiazhuang, and ignored the matter of fiefdom.

In fact, Zhu Laosi has asked Zhu Gaoxu to go back to his land more than once, and Zhu Gaoxu, who had long given up on fighting for the throne, simply cheated on the fact that he was the youngest son and had not yet inherited the throne. He would find various reasons to drag him down every time. In addition, Zhu Gaochi pleaded for him, so Zhu Laosi was also angry and helpless.

Yang Shaofeng thought about it or just scrambled the pig slaughter. Although there was no scabbage, a little cabbage was used to replace the scabbage, and a freshly slaughtered fat pig would probably taste much worse.

Confucius said, a gentleman wants to be slow in his words and be quick in his actions.

Mr. Donghua once said that it is better to get up and do it than sit and discuss the truth.

Yang Shaofeng wanted to kill pigs, but he would not be willing to take it for the New Year like other people's families. He asked the dog to call the butcher to come over, and then asked someone to go to the hills west of the village to catch a pig and come back to slaughter it.

Finally, I saw the scene of killing pigs again.

The second senior brother was screaming and was tied up on a wooden stake by several servants. After the butcher seized the position, the white knife went in and the red knife came out. The second senior brother soon had no strength to scream again. The pig blood flowed out along the edge of the knife and flowed into a basin with salt under the wooden stake. A servant kept stirring it with a wooden stick to prevent the pig blood from solidifying prematurely.

When the second senior brother completely swallowed his breath and his blood was flowing out, he untied the commander from the stake. The butcher first used a sharp knife to make a hole in the back hoof, and then used a sieve to penetrate the hole and stir it. When the stirring was almost done, the butcher reached out and grabbed the back hoof, then took a deep breath, and began to blow air from the hole. If it were not specially practiced, it would be difficult to blow the whole pig round.

When the whole pig was blown round, the butcher hurriedly tied the hole tightly with a rope to prevent the air from running out. The water in the big pot that had been prepared next to him had also boiled. At this time, it was the turn of the hair removal step.

In fact, whether the pork tastes good or not has a lot to do with how to kill the pig and lose its hair.

In the method of killing pigs like Yangjiazhuangzi, it is difficult to see electrocuted pigs in later generations. Some of the blood remains in the body, and the pig hair is difficult to get rid of without blowing, so the taste is much worse.

After the second senior brother came out of the pot, his black hair disappeared, leaving only the white skin, which was then broken into several parts by the butcher according to the command of Yang Shaofeng and Master Yang.

Yang Shaofeng waved his hand and the whole pig's hind legs returned to the butcher. Then Yang Shaofeng directed the chef at home to start cooking oil and prepare to stew a large pot of pig-killing vegetables to satisfy his cravings.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at all this in front of him with interest, and commented from time to time, either saying that the servant was too weak or that the butcher was very interesting to blow pigs, but the blowing speed was too slow, so it would definitely be faster if he changed himself.

Yang Shaofeng is really helpless to beat such shameless villains. He can't beat him, and he can't scold him. Maybe he will call his brother and his father to come and eat him together. Who can afford to be this kind of hob meat?

In fact, as early as when Yang Shaofeng asked the dog to call people to catch pigs and kill pigs, Zhu Gaoxu had already sent people to call Zhu Laosi and Zhu Gaochi.

Zhu Gaoxu thought very clearly, what's the best thing about returning to the fiefdom? There is always a time when you are tired of riding horses and hunting every day. You can't even find an enemy when leading troops to fight. What else can you do except eat and wait for death?

Rebellion? Not to mention that my father is still alive, I can’t resist just by looking at my elder brother, so it’s better to stay in the Yang family village. If you want to stay in the Yang family village, it is very important to please my father and elder brother.

Zhu Gaoxu felt that he didn't feel any psychological pressure and would not feel embarrassed when he took Yang Shaofeng's pig-killing banquet to treat his father and elder brother to dinner.

What happened when my uncle had a meal with my nephew? What happened? Who has any objection?

After receiving the news from Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Laosi and Zhu Gaochi planned to come to Yangjiazhuang together, but they didn't expect that they were blocked on the road.

In other words, Zhu Laosi discovered some interesting things and blocked himself on the road.

A group of people dressed in old farmers gathered around, slowly gathering more and more. Until about a hundred people gathered, these old farmers knelt in front of the door, making the soldiers guarding the stairs nervous.

If it weren't for these things, it would be that the old farmer in his sixties dressed up and was still kneeling in front of the door, so I was afraid that the great general who was guarding the palace gate would be furious.

The question is, what do you want to do if more than a hundred and sixty-year-old men kneel in front of the door?

Zhu Laosi, dressed in casual clothes, signaled that Zhu Gaochi and the guards who were accompanying him to go aside and stayed there. Then he came to the end of the old farmer, squatted down and asked the old farmer beside him, "Old brother, what are you doing? Come and find the emperor?"

The old farmer next to him looked at Zhu Laosi, took out a book from his arms, and replied: "Look for the emperor! I can't survive anymore. The old man is going to come and ask if this emperor will give us a way out!"

Zhu Laosi couldn't help but thrust the corners of his eyes when he looked at the book that the old farmer held in his hand.

"Hongwu Daqi" The rules set by his own devil's father, who went to Beijing to find the emperor with the Daqi. Not only should the officials not stop him, but they should also provide convenience.

Zhu Laosi laughed embarrassedly and asked, "What's going on? I heard that the emperor of the Zhu family is okay, and he is very good to the people?"

The old farmer spat and said, "That's Master Hongwu! I don't know whether the emperor is good to the people now, but his officials are not good enough, so he must be nothing good either!"

Zhu Laosi, who was scolded, was not annoyed, so he just sat down next to the old farmer and asked, "You have to tell me what's going on, right? My family is in Shuntian Prefecture. Just listening to the people of Shuntian Prefecture that the emperor is okay, but they don't say what the officials under him are doing."

The old farmer laughed and said sarcastically: "I ask you, is this emperor now in Shuntian Mansion?"

Seeing that Zhu Laosi nodded, the old farmer continued, "Then it's going to be together. The emperor is in Shuntian Mansion. These officials must be well, otherwise they wouldn't be afraid that the emperor will mess with them?"

But this is Shuntian Mansion. It’s not true for us, Handan. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. It has been flooded for several years. The government still collects grain as before. Isn’t this not giving us a way to live?"

Another old farmer turned his head and said, "Is this little brother from Shuntian Mansion?"

Zhu Laosi nodded and said, "Yes, my family is in Shuntian Mansion. After hearing what this old brother said just now, are you and these old brothers from Handan?"

The old farmer who had just turned his head nodded and said, "Yes, the one who was talking to you just now is Zhao Laowu. My name is Xu Da. All the people present are from Handan."

Zhu Laosi said: "What's wrong with Handan? For several years of flooding, the government still collects grain as usual?"

Xu Da nodded and sighed again: "Who said no? It has been flooding for several years, and even the hairs in the field cannot be collected, but who is the government in charge of your death? The grain should be collected the same, and the taxes that should be paid cannot be reduced.

We old men have thought about it. Anyway, no matter how you die, you will die. Why not come to Shuntian Mansion to find the emperor. If this emperor is like Master Hongwu, it means that his officials are acting in vain. He will definitely make decisions for us. Even if this emperor is not like Master Hongwu, but like those officials, it is to let us die, so that we will not implicate our family."

Zhao Laowu also said, "That's right, we don't ask the government to exempt the taxes, but we can't urge it like this, right? We said we should use the treasure banknote to settle it. The government's dog official also said that the treasure banknote is treasure banknote and grain is grain. In my opinion, the dog official just likes our land and wants to cheat our land!"

Perhaps the more he spoke, Zhao Laowu spat hatefully and cursed: "In my opinion, the emperor is also a fool now, otherwise how could he choose such a fucking official?

I tell you, this is the time for them to catch up. If it were Mr. Hongwu, we would arrest the unconscious official and send it to the capital, and let Mr. Hongwu peel him off!"

Zhu Laosi chuckled again, then asked: "How did the old brothers come to Shuntian Mansion? Isn't anyone stopping you?"

Zhao Laowu glared at Zhu Laosi, shook the "Hongwu Great Edict" in his hand, and sneered: "Stop it? Look at what is this? The rules set by Master Hongwu! Who dares!"

Zhu Laosi nodded, got up, patted his butt, bent down and said to the old farmer, "Then you wait first, there is something else in my family, so I won't tell you more."

Zhao Laowu waved his hand and said, "You are busy with yours. I guess we will go to see the emperor in a while, and I will not have time to talk to you."

Zhu Laosi nodded to Zhao Laowu and Xu Da again, then walked to Zhu Gaochi, turned his head and ordered Wuxin: "Send someone to Yangjiazhuang and say, "I will go later and the prince will not have to wait anymore. Also, send someone to prepare, I will hold a special court meeting!"
Chapter completed!