Zhang Feng ignored the old village head.

He walked around the factory and instructed Lao he and others how to remove the smell of pig intestines. Then he found a cooker and asked people to prepare what he needed. At this time, butcher Zheng came in a hurry with a pig killing knife and red eyes.

Seeing Zhang Feng, he hurriedly asked, "Feng Zi, I heard the old man say that this pig blood is also a good thing?"

The pig killers behind butcher Zheng stared at Zhang Feng and spoke.

They killed pigs and sheep all their life, even the golden cattle, horses and mules, but who knows that this bloody thing can be eaten?

In the scolding of the old village head, they finally couldn't sit still and hurried to find Zhang Feng.

After all, if this thing is true, they are really killing things, but they don't think about it, but they feel sick at the sight of the bloody and smelly blood.

However, people also know Zhang Feng's ability. In addition, they are now the president. The president has made few things?

Which is not a strange thing?

In addition, the pork made him magically get rid of the Sao flavor. As soon as they had such a brain, they were shocked. They put down the pig ready to bleed and hurried to come.

Zhang Feng heard the speech and didn't speak. He just urged Gao Kan to burn the fire. Then, in full view of the public, he boiled half a pot of water, and then sprinkled some salt and lime powder in a pot of bubbling pig blood. Only then did he mix the pig blood and introduce it into the pot.

Before a moment, the water boiled, and the pig blood, magically from the first purplish red, slowly turned black brown, and son, there were layers of blood foam floating on these blood.

Zhang Feng gently removed the blood foam, and then when the blood boiling water boiled again, Zhang Feng fished him out and sliced him in the sight of the stunned people, and took some pig head meat and pig viscera from the freshly cooked pork next door waiting to be loaded into a large urn.

In an instant, everyone in the pork food processing plant slowly gathered around to see Zhang Feng operate the knife himself.

After Zhang Feng cut all these things into pieces, he dug a spoon of lard and threw it into the red pot. Then he choked the pepper, cinnamon, dogwood leaves and so on. Only then did he pour all these cooked things into the pot and stir fry them.

In an instant, the crisp flavor of pepper and the pungent flavor of dogwood mixed with meat fragrance, which magically made the smell of pork explode completely.

It was a fragrance that no one had ever smelled.

Although they haven't eaten yet, the greedy insects of the people were lured out at this time.

Zhang Feng divided the meat and vegetables in the pot into thirty small pots. Then he said, "come and try them all. This is a good thing!"

Until this time, the old village head came on crutches.

Seeing Zhang Feng cooking in front of so many people, I couldn't help but be shocked.

"Feng Zi, you are the dean. How can you do such vulgar things?"

Zhang Feng had a headache, pointed to these things and said more righteously: "old village head, you're wrong. This is money. Do you see it? Do you smell it? It's pots of silver money!"

"Come on, you all try it, especially this pig blood. Try it."

While talking, Zhang Feng pushed the old village head forward. Whether he wanted it or not, he handed him a pair of chopsticks and urged him to eat.

"Boy, I was in this business before. Don't say that again in the future. Now you will think this job is a cheap job, but you wait and see how they can pry the mouths of the rich in Chang'an City in three hours!"

"Really?"

The old village head is still a little suspicious.

Zhang Feng pointed to the dishes in the basin and said, "you'd better taste them first, and you'll have to. Boy, am I talking big!"

In the suspicious eyes of the old village head, he slowly picked up a piece of pig blood. In an instant, the old village head narrowed his eyes, chewed and swallowed slowly. With the slow wriggling of his cheeks, the old village head suddenly burst into a burst of exclamation.

"Fengzi and I have eaten your marinated meat and the things in your tavern before, but what is this? How can so many things be so delicious when stewed in one pot?"

Zhang Feng smiled but said nothing.

Just looking at the crowd.

Then he asked, "what's the difference between this and the marinated meat today?"

"Feng Zi, I was really worried that this marinated meat would not be sold before, but now... I promise you, this thing..."

Zhang Feng interrupted Lao he and said, "don't talk about this. Don't worry about my skills? Did you see clearly when I was cooking?"

People are trying their best at this time. Where is the time to answer?

He had to nod his head desperately.

Zhang Feng slowly walked out of the corridor: "the pigs are all good things except fur and that thing. In the future, those that are not easy to sell and the rest can't be sold. They will be served to the rich people in Chang'an the next day as I just cooked!"

“……”

Everyone looked sluggish.

But Zhang Feng has gone out of the food factory.

Before he could walk away, he hurriedly asked, "does this dish have a name?"

"Just call it pig killing dish!"

“……”