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Chapter 336 Not bad, good kill!
Winter comes early in the grassland. The cattle and sheep eat the green grass all spring and summer, and finally get fat. As long as it freezes here, you have to act quickly. Otherwise, when the weather gets cold, the cattle and sheep will lose weight. Small portions.

Furthermore, farmers pay public grain, and herdsmen also pay wool or mutton. These are all "obligations"!

"Row!"

Zhang Ziyi agreed without hesitation. For him, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood came over, so killing a few sheep didn't matter.
"Jianping, Liansheng, you two drive to the wool factory tomorrow to deliver the goods. Your brother Chungui and I will stay here to help them kill the sheep." Zhang Ziyi made a simple arrangement when he went to bed at night, and Sun Jianping nodded. Wulongma had already memorized the route to the wool factory, and there were no wolves, bugs, tigers or leopards on the road, so it was very simple.

"Then go to bed quickly, we have to get up early to work tomorrow!"

Zhang Ziyi put his head on the wool pillow, yawned, and fell asleep soon.

The wooden door of the yurt opened, and Little Douding scampered in. He lay down next to Sun Jianping and yawned too. He rested his head on his arm, wagging his tail, and stared at him with a pair of bright eyes.

"sleep!"

Sun Jianping pinched the puppy's chubby face and made a smile, then turned around and fell asleep.

Little Douding lay comfortably next to him and became quiet.

The night on the grassland is as quiet as the vast universe that has not changed since ancient times. The clear Milky Way stretches across the sky, making everything look like a dream.

Everything is asleep, the sheep, the cattle, the hares in the grass, the rats, the yellow sheep, the badgers...

Even the wolves lying on the hillside hunting were yawning. Only the stars in the sky were still blinking tirelessly, looking down at the creatures on this small planet.

In the early morning, Sun Jianping just opened his eyes and saw Little Douding squatting in front of him. Seeing that he was awake, the puppy barked twice, stretched out its red tongue and came to lick his face.

"Haha, go to the other side..."

Sun Jianping hurriedly pushed away the over-enthusiastic dog, stood up, sat up, and stretched his waist. Outside the yurt, sister-in-law Na Renhua had gotten up early and was lighting a fire to make breakfast.

"Brother, wake up!"

Na Renhua opened the door and came in, smiling at him, "Was it cold last night?"

"It's okay, where are Uncle Zhang and the others?" Sun Jianping then realized that there was only one person left in the huge room.

"Go kill the sheep. Go wash your face quickly. We'll have breakfast later!"

"Okay sister-in-law."

Sun Jianping stood up, put on his shoes, and walked outside the yurt. A gust of dry and cold air penetrated into his lungs, making him shiver.

There was already a thick layer of frost on the grass, and it made a crunching sound when you stepped on it. Little Douding was jumping ahead and saw him squatting down to look at the frost on the grass, and he barked in anxiety!

Come on, the dog will show you something good!
Sun Jianping had no choice but to walk a few steps quickly to keep up with Xiao Douding. After bypassing several yurts, in front of him was the small river on which the Zalaite tribe relied for survival.

At this time, the riverside was covered with blood!
It made his scalp numb!
Zhang Ziyi, Cao Chungui and Wang Liansheng were wearing aprons made of cowhide. They were calling for everyone to hold down a strong big ram. They shouted one, two, three and turned it over. They picked the ram's belly with a sharp dagger. , revealing a small gap.

Then Zhang Ziyi put his hand in and cut off the aorta. Blood spurted out and splashed on the leather apron. It was red and seemed to be alive.

There were several slaughtered sheep standing nearby. Brother Bao Tu was busy skinning the sheep. He did not throw away the internal organs. He also cleaned out the sheep's heart, liver, lungs and intestines one by one, and put them in. They were put into wooden basins and moved to the river by several strong women for cleaning.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Little Douding squatted on the grass and looked at the bloody killing scene in front of him. Not only was he not afraid, but he even raised his two front paws excitedly and let out a moan.

Wang!
"Brother, let me help you!"

Sun Jianping walked up to Bao Tu and helped him lift one of his raised legs. Bao Tu wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand with a smile, "Brother, you'd better watch, I don't want you to be covered in blood later."

"fine!"

Sun Jianping smiled and helped him kick off the sheepskin and put it aside. The red and white sheep ketone bodies were left, exuding steaming heat, which made Sun Jianping's scalp feel numb! Look at all this blood!

Look at these sheep!
Compared with the Han Dynasty, the killings on the grasslands were heavier!
If he were a Buddhist, he would probably put his palms together to save the souls of these dead lambs!
However, he was relieved once he thought about it. The ecological environment of the grassland was far worse than that of the Han region. In the Han region, corn, rice, and wheat could be grown... What could be grown on the grassland?
There is not enough precipitation and insufficient accumulated temperature. Apart from the grass all over the sky, there are no materials to survive.

They only raise cattle, sheep and horses, and use cows and horses' milk and meat as "food" to make a living. This is just like Han farmers raising pigs and chickens to be slaughtered during the New Year.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel that his idea just now was a bit pretentious, even ridiculous.

"Jianping has never killed a sheep before, come and give it a try!" Zhang Ziyi saw him coming, raised the bloody dagger in his hand, and greeted with a smile.

"it is good!"

Sun Jianping actually agreed!

Lao Zhang hurriedly made room for him. Mr. Baolide grabbed a big male goat by its horns and pushed it in front of him. "Come on, young man, kill this goat. Only then will you be worthy of being a warrior on our grassland!"

Sun Jianping looked at the goat. The goat seemed to realize that its life was about to end, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of its eyes.

"bring it on!"

Sun Jianping hesitated. As the old saying goes, pigs and sheep are the same dish. People feed you just to eat your meat. This is the only meaning of your existence!

"Come and help!"

The crowd shouted slogans and knocked the male goat to the ground, with its head on its belly. Sun Jianping straddled the goat. Following the instructions of Mr. Baolide, he pulled out the dagger made by Lao Chengtou and pointed it at the goat. Mark one dot on the chest...

This dagger was made of automobile spring steel plates. It was very sharp and easily tore through the delicate flesh. A blood vessel as thick as a little finger was found inside. Sun Jianping took a deep breath, wrapped two fingers around the blood vessel and pulled hard!
boom!
There was an inaudible breaking sound, the sheep's blood flew out, the aorta was severed, and a large amount of blood was pumped into the abdominal cavity by the still-beating heart. Soon the ram kicked its legs twice and died.

"There are no nerves on the arteries, a large amount of blood flows into the abdominal cavity, and the heart contracts violently, leading to arrest and death..."

Sun Jianping muttered silently in his heart, straightened up, wiped the dagger and moved it aside.

in fact……

Nothing.

As long as you start killing, the so-called moral burden in your heart will become lighter and lighter. In the end, killing will become a stimulating pleasure.

"Not bad, good kill!"

Mr. Baolid gave a thumbs up. This kid is really smart. He can figure it out after just one look!

If young people were left alone, they would often rush to kill a sheep for the first time, causing the blood of the sheep to be everywhere, and some of them could not even be killed. The sheep would turn over and run away, leaving a mess.

"You are the warrior of our grassland!" Bao Tu smiled and patted his shoulder, giving him a thumbs up.

Sun Jianping smiled awkwardly, looking at the other goat being led over, his hands felt a little itchy!

In less than two minutes, a goat's head was thrown at his feet. Sun Jianping looked down and saw that it was the male goat that he had just slaughtered with his own hands.

The billy goat closed its eyes and died peacefully. Little Douding got a bone from somewhere and was lying on the ground gnawing hard.

"Bao Tu, uncles, brothers Jianping, it's time for breakfast!"

Sister-in-law Na Renhua's call came from the distance.

(End of this chapter)