Being scolded as a poor widow, I relied on supernatural powers to counterattack in ancient times

The man squatted beside the calf, stretched out his hand to caress its back, his eyes were red, and he looked helpless,

"In order to raise it and grow stronger, we gave it all our rations, so why can't we keep it?"

"Hey, a calf is not easy to raise, and it's nothing strange to be sick. I advise you to sell it as soon as you can. It won't be worth much when it dies."

"Yeah, it's a pity, but if you sell it while you have the breath, you can get some money. Fortunately, it hasn't matured yet, and it's common to get sick, so you don't have to bear the responsibility."

Hearing everyone's persuasion, the man had a mournful face and wiped away his tears,

"I can't bear it. The cow at home is getting old. I thought it could be replaced by raising it for a few years. Now it's done. It's a chicken and an egg."

While crying, the man suddenly hugged the leg of an old man next to him, praying all over his face.

"Doctor Liang, I beg you, please help me find a way. I really can't bear it. After spending so much effort, watching it die now is almost like killing me."

"Alas, the calf has a cough, which has penetrated into the lungs and cannot be cured. The old man is a veterinarian, not a god, and there is nothing he can do."

Doctor Liang looked at him, sighed, shook off his hand, turned and left.

"My cow weighs more than 200 catties. Is it too little?"

The man said, with a sneer,
"But the ugly words come to the fore. The government has a rule that it is not allowed to slaughter farm cattle privately. Although you are a bastard, it is not something you can afford. Think about it yourself, and if you think it through, send it to me. As long as you have a sigh of relief, I still paid the usual money and received it.”

This price is sky-high for ordinary people.No one is willing to buy it, but for those rich people, it is not worth mentioning at all.

After that, the butcher turned his head and swaggered away.

"Hey~, you cow has been sick for half a month, and you are so skinny that you only have a skeleton left. Visually, you can produce up to [-] catties of meat. I'll just earn a little hard work. If you want, I'll pay for it. If you don't want to Take it home by yourself."

"Threatening people." Wenyou said in a cold voice, carrying a wooden box.

Beef in this period is a special kind of meat, which is available for a limited time, and the price is also set by the government. Raw beef is [-] cents a catty, and cooked beef is [-] cents a catty due to loss.

At this moment, a person next to him walked over with his beard and snorted softly.
"You'd better make a decision quickly. While you're still alive, I'll pay you the money. If you die, I won't accept the money. No one wants to eat dead beef."

"He has this qualification. People who are qualified to slaughter cattle are recognized by the government."

Bai Yunxi looked at the back of the butcher, then at the middle-aged man squatting on the ground with a bitter face, and silently sympathized with him.

Cattle in this period were important property of the family, but those who had farming cattle belonged to the middle class, but the farming cattle had to be registered with the government.

After reporting, one cannot selfishly slaughter. There is a law in the Song Dynasty, selfishly slaughtering farm cattle, confiscating illegal gains, seventy sticks, and one year in prison.

Strictly speaking, this kind of punishment is relatively heavy. Even a young man in his prime would not be able to bear seventy sticks.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, but after the cattle are old, sick, seriously injured, and incapacitated, they can only be sent to slaughter with the approval of the government, but the tendons must be handed over.