Chapter Forty-Eight: The Pit of Blood

Tie Xinyuan came to the pig pen again, and the pigs that were a little crazy yesterday were gone, and it only took one day for those pigs to enter the stomach of the people of Tokyo.

This may be a reincarnation process.

That's what Lao Liang said, this old butcher was like a poet when he said this.

The shorter the time in life, the faster the reincarnation, he added a very philosophical sentence.

Tie Xinyuan wished those pigs a good journey in his heart, and at the same time slandered Lao Liangtou in his belly that he was sixty years old and still refused to die, it seemed that this old guy was alive and well, and he was not willing to easily enter the gate of reincarnation, nor was he willing to drink the bowl of Meng Po soup easily.

The pigs in the pen are actually graded, and those who are fat and strong and have no eyebrows are placed in a separate pen.

This kind of pork is actually a favorite of Tokyoite.

The main source of fat for the Great Song people is provided by such fat pigs, and those pigs that grow into lean meat are imbeciles in the big family of pigs, and they are worthless.

The Tie family's favorite is lean pigs, and Lao Liang has asked Wang Rouhua more than once not to harm customers, and should make those slap-thick fat meat fragrant to diners, instead of using those thin pigs with only bones left to coax customers, saying that it is not a long-term solution for doing business.

Obviously, Lao Liang, who has always been talkative, is a little absent-minded today, his eyes are always drifting towards the tall building opposite, making Tie Xinyuan think that the tall building is about to collapse, and he always hangs a heart to deal with the upcoming sudden events.

"There was bleeding in the pit......"

A young man roared hoarsely, and then ran out of the pit, frantically taking off his shirt full of red mud, and pouring a bucket of water from the sweet water well.

The water trickled down from his body and slowly turned into a yellowish liquid, and the young man yelled in fear, ripped off the last of his shorts, and continued to pour water on himself.

Lao Liang smiled as if he didn't have anything, and then ran to see the excitement with a confused face, leaving Tie Xinyuan alone to face a large group of fat pigs.

It's the same when you look at it early and look at it late, Tie Xinyuan has long passed the time when his stomach is full of curiosity, so he is still looking around for the strongest pig, and only that kind of pig is suitable for his plan.

Today, he did not feed the pigs mushroom powder, but after determining the number of pigs received by the butcher's gang every day, he left the pig pen to see the excitement.

It's still very strange that there is a large amount of plasma in the pit.

By the time Tie Xinyuan approached, the best position had been occupied, and he could only see that the red liquid was seeping out from all around the walls of the pit, and a small half pool of blood had gathered at the bottom of the pit.

Tie Xinyuan only glanced at the dirt pit, and then focused on Lao Liang's body.

"This is a collision with Tai Sui!"

Lao Liang was whispering there......

Hearing Lao Liang say this, Tie Xinyuan prepared to leave.

No matter how weird things happen here, it should be the butcher gang who did it, and the poet-like romantic Lao Liang should be the culprit who leads this matter.

If it weren't for hearing someone say that Luo Shui Gongzi was coming, Tie Xinyuan would have returned to his shop a long time ago.

In the past few days, when I read "Tokyo Construction", I found a person called Luoshui, judging from the introduction in the book, this Luoshui boy should be very familiar with the person who is very familiar with "Construction French", and "Tokyo Construction" specifically mentioned the story of this Luoshui boy who pulled the Yellow River suspension bridge from the mud after the Yellow River disaster, and should be a merry man with great achievements.

However, Tie Xinyuan is very strange, from the time it happened to the present, at most it was only a stick of incense, why did this noble son appear here so quickly?

So Tie Xinyuan once again set his gaze on Lao Liang's face, and from Lao Liang's ugly face, he could see any needed answers.

Lao Liang was very dazed, and he was not even in the mood to gossip, just looked intently at the old man who got off the carriage.

The reason why he is said to be an old man is mainly because the three locks of long beard under his chin make him not very worthy of the title of son.

In Tie Xinyuan's fantasy, Luo Shui Gongzi should at least be a beautiful young man in white, and he must match Luo Shen no matter what.

A middle-aged man with a full beard is really unrespectable.

The steward who built the high-rise building hurriedly surrounded him and whispered the strange things that happened on the construction site to Luo Shuigongzi.

Luo Shui Gongzi frowned and came to the edge of the pool and looked at the pool of red and bright water with disgust, for a master who specializes in building, the existence of fairies and ghosts does not have much deterrent effect on him.

When Tie Xinyuan saw Luo Shui Gongzi take out some blood from the puddle, and then put it in front of his nose and sniff it carefully, he took out a three-inch-long iron thorn, and stabbed it into the back of Lao Liang's thigh without thinking about it.

Lao Liang screamed, habitually kicked his left leg out, and a man standing in front of him rushed forward, fortunately, there was Luo Shui Gongzi who blocked him and did not fall into the puddle, but Luo Shui Gongzi fell into the puddle with the wooden basin in his hand......

Lao Liang, who was like a violent tiger, stood in the crowd and scolded, staring at a pair of bull's eyes and looking for the person who stabbed him.

The blank look on Tie Xinyuan's face was very natural, he looked at the angry Lao Liang worriedly, and retreated with some fear, Lao Liang didn't doubt Tie Xinyuan at all, but stared at a strong man who didn't deal with him very well on weekdays, and without saying a word, the big fist of the casserole smashed over.

The crowd immediately became chaotic, and the high-rise stewards were busy scooping the white-robed Luoshui boy out of the pit, while Lao Liang was inseparable from the fight with the unknown big man.

The young man, who had finally washed his body, wrapped himself in a rag, pointed at the Luoshui boy who was fluttering in the blood and shouted, "I know that this place is not clean." ”

After speaking, he ran away without a trace.

Fear is contagious, the young man ran away, even if other people don't believe this nonsense, they still can't help the Lord keep retreating, this matter has nothing to do with themselves, if you provoke Tai Sui for other people's things, it is really not cost-effective.

Tie Xinyuan returned to the soup cake shop, and when he saw his mother stretching her neck to look over there, he smiled and said, "The water in the puddle has turned red for some reason." ”

"They collided with Tai Sui......"

"How do you know?"

"Someone ran over from the front of the store just now, shouting and shouting that he hit Tai Sui, my mother heard it so clearly, how could I not know."

Tie Xinyuan said with a smile: "We have a total of sixty Tai Sui, it's not strange to meet one and a half, it's just that the white-robed Luoshui boy really fell into the water." ”

Wang Rouhua sighed and said, "I hope they really touched Tai Sui, otherwise, those people would have no way to live." ”

Tie Xinyuan looked in the direction of his mother's finger, and saw that under the eaves opposite, there were people squatting, leaning against the wall, densely packed.

"Once the tall building is built, the cargo terminal will be closed and they will build a bigger dock, but then the dock will no longer be a place to park cargo ships, it will become a good place to dock the boats.

These porters will have no work. ”

"They don't have a job to do now."

"Yes, son, they are very busy on weekdays, why don't they have any work these days?"

Tie Xinyuan sat opposite his mother and said with a smile: "If these people are busy, who will find trouble with the people who build high-rise buildings at that time?"

Seeing blood in the puddle is just the first step of people, God knows what the second step of people is, when the high-rise building collapses, it will be time for the West Water Gate to be in chaos, mother, our family will be closed for another seven or eight days.

Seeing that it's time to send winter clothes on October 1, it's time to burn winter clothes for my father, didn't you say that you should burn a few more pieces for my father this year?

Start early and do it more delicately, so that my father will bless the safety of our mother and son. ”

Hearing her son talk about his father, Wang Rouhua immediately forgot about the poor people opposite, remembered the tree in front of the Tie family ancestral hall and hurriedly said: "Son, my mother heard that the place of the Tie family Zhuangzi is out of the water, we will take a boat on the first day of October to take a look, the ancestors always have to pay tribute, and I don't know what happened to those relatives who were in the army......

The bloody Luoshui boy was helped to enter the soup cake shop, Wang Rouhua immediately stopped and said: "You can't enter, so you can enter my store with blood all over your body, what if Tai Sui is angry with my family?" ”

The embarrassed Luoshui Gongzi said angrily: "Collided with Tai Sui? It's pure nonsense, I don't know if the villain deliberately sprinkled turmeric powder everywhere, and it's strange if turmeric doesn't turn red when it meets lime.

Shop, temporarily borrow a clean room in your store and wait for me to wash up and change my clothes, and I will definitely count a lot of money with you in a while. ”

What the famous Luoshui Gongzi said still has full credibility.

Wang Rouhua pointed to the side room, which itself is a place where the two mothers-in-law who help in the store usually take a break in the afternoon when there are no customers, and it is just right to use it at this time.

Tie Xinyuan has long been surprised that the smart people of the Great Song Dynasty have such an insight, although this group of people now live on the ground, they have begun to think about how to fly in the sky, half a month ago, there was a guy named Shen Sheng tied his arms with huge huge wings made of chicken and duck feathers, jumped from the head of Tokyo, and was broken leg, which became a joke among Tokyo people.

Tie Xinyuan didn't dare to laugh, he knew how humans flew, what was missing in this world was a stupid person like Shen Sheng.

He can not respect Luo Shui Gongzi's personality, but he must respect his knowledge.

Tie Xinyuan walked into the side room with a basin of warm water......