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Text 169. The Pig of Great Luck

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    A fire stove has been temporarily prepared in the banquet hall. Lu Da and Zhen Xianyun each have a stove, and the materials and assistants used are all brought by themselves.

    At this time, what other people have to do is to observe.

    The two each brought an apprentice.

    The two apprentices were preparing side dishes and seasonings, while Lu Da and Zhen Xianyun looked at each other.

    Lu Da spoke first.

    He cupped his fists and said, "Master, I haven't seen you in three years. How are you?"

    Zhen Xianyun smiled and said: "It's pretty good. I just kill a few pigs every day, pack up and order dishes, and cook wild cranes at other times. How about you, brother? I heard that you are outside the customs. Is it interesting?"

    Lu Da said blankly: "It's not interesting. Of course I stay in the mountains all day and don't go out. Even if it's interesting, it has nothing to do with me."

    When Zhen Xianyun heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly: "Brother, how many three years can you have in your life? Why do you have to be obsessed with the empty position of the head"

    "If you are not obsessed, how about you abdicate and pass the butcher's knife to me?" Lu Da interrupted him rudely.

    Zhen Xianyun said helplessly: "Senior brother, you understand my temper! If the master didn't force me to be the head, would you think I would eat vegetarian food?"

    "The butcher's knife has been in my hands for many years. When did I touch it? I tell you from the bottom of my heart, I really don't covet its power, but I can't give it to you. The master entrusted it to me for safekeeping. Under the new head  Before I come out, I must not give it to anyone!"

    Lu Da smiled stiffly, and said: "Why do you talk so much nonsense, in a word, you don't want to give up the head!"

    Zhen Xianyun sighed and said: "Brother, brother, why are you getting more and more extreme? Alas, I dare not hand over the pig-killing knife to you, otherwise you will definitely use it to create bloody crimes, and the Western Regions will definitely suffer."

    "The butcher's knife doesn't kill pigs. Do you keep it to learn embroidery at home?" Lu Da said coldly.

    Zhen Xianyun shook his head and said nothing, with a helpless expression on his face.

    Lu Da said again: "Okay, let's not talk nonsense, we are going to start soon, according to the rules, state the conditions before doing it."

    "You are the head, you speak first."

    Zhen Xianyun smiled wryly and said: "The ancestors ruled that the loser who challenged the head of the sect will lose his body!"

    "You have lost a foot, an ear, and an eye, what else can you lose?"

    "If I want you to have one more eye, you will be blind. If I want you to have another ear, you will not be deaf but your hearing will be greatly affected. If I want you to have one foot, you will be completely disabled!"

    "I'll give you a hand." Lu Da gritted his teeth and said.

    Zhen Xianyun asked: "Give me a hand, can you hold the butcher's knife with one hand?"

    Lu Da said fiercely: "It depends on man's effort, man will conquer nature!"

    Zhen Xianyun waved his hand and said, "I don't want your hand, although I'm good at stewing pig's trotters."

    "In the past two years, I met a friend who studied Western medicine. His words inspired me. There are internal organs in the human body, but not every organ is useful. There is an organ called the appendix, which is useless.  "

    "So this time you lose, you go and cut out your appendix."

    Lu Da is obviously old-fashioned. He doesn't know Western medicine and the appendix. He only knows that the internal organs of the human body are indispensable.

    After hearing Zhen Xianyun's words, his face was ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, do you want my life after all?"

    "Okay, as long as you can win today, I will give it to you!"

    "But you can't win!"

    Zhen Xianyun knew that his explanation was useless, so he stopped talking and just shook his head repeatedly.

    Yun Song couldn't stand it anymore, he couldn't help standing up and said: "Master Lu, there is nothing wrong with what Master Zhen said, he doesn't want your life, he just wants you to return to the right place!"

    "There is indeed an organ called the appendix in the human body, and cutting off this organ will hardly hinder a person's life and health!"

    Lu Da pouted contemptuously.

    He looked at Zhen Xianyun and said, "Whether what you say is true or not, I want your life anyway! If you lose, I want your heart!"

    Zhen Xianyun said dejectedly: "You are forcing me not to lose!"

    At this moment, the two disciples had stopped moving.

    The two returned to the stove and started to do their work.

    They opened the covers they brought, and everyone looked curiously.

    Zhen Xianyun brought an ordinary pig's head, which had been plucked clean, white and fat, and abnormally fat and tender.

    This pig head is sitting on the chopping board with eyes closed, the corners of the two mouths are slightly raised, vaguely?Swelling up is like hiccupping, and it feels uncomfortable to hold back the hiccups, and everyone looks bad.

    And after eating the pork from Zhen Xianyun's pig's head, everyone felt even more uncomfortable hiccupping, and their faces became even uglier.

    Judging criteria appeared.

    Lu Da's complexion was ugly, and finally he was completely lost.

    After everyone digested the good luck, he asked suddenly: "Why is this happening? Gentlemen, you have all seen it. It is obvious that my pig's head contains more good luck. Why did I lose in the end?"

    Everyone looked at each other and sighed.

    Lord Chen said helplessly: "Master Lu, the authorities are fascinated! This is a very simple truth-Chen Yezhi, tell me."

    He wanted to give his son a chance to show his face.

    However, Chen Yezhi wasn't ready to play!

    Lu Da looked at him hopefully, everyone was looking at him, and he panicked all of a sudden!

    Yun Song blinked at him quickly.

    What he meant was: idiot, quickly pretend to have diarrhea and run away, let's escape!

    As a result, Chen Yezhi misunderstood him, pointed at him and said, "My brother has something to say, come, let him say it!"

    All eyes turned to Yun Song.

    Yun Song really wanted to beat Chen Yexin up!

    However, he does have some analysis. After all, he has experience in the mixed society, and he still has some sharp eyesight.

    So he took a sip of the pig whip old soup to moisten his throat, and said slowly: "Master Lu, what you are competing for is not cooking but skill?"

    Jin Zhanhu said on the spot: "It's up to you to say? Who doesn't know this?"

    Yun Song shook his head and said: "Yes, this is well known, but it is actually a trap."

    "You Zhuling officials are competing for cooking skills. Master Lu, you should really treat luck as a dish!"

    "To be better than a dish, it has to be compared in terms of ingredients and cooking techniques."

    "The two of you are from the same school, have the same cooking techniques, and both of you have perfected your skills. It's hard to tell which is better, so you have to start with the ingredients to be better than the other."

    "The main ingredient of this ingredient is naturally a pig's face. You have to use a pig with great luck, and then take the luck to use it for others."

    "Then the matter is simple, whoever has more pig luck is more likely to win!"

    "My pig is a dragon pig, and its luck is unique among pigs in the world." Lu Da said anxiously.

    Yun Song asked: "Is your pig's luck really good? Maybe it was like this."

    "But when it lands in your hands, it means that it has bad luck!"

    "Think about it from the perspective of a pig, what kind of luck is great luck?"

    "Born healthy, growing up to eat well and sleep well, and when you grow up, you can pass on to your offspring as you like, and live a carefree life. This is a lucky pig¡ª"

    "It should be noted that no matter whether it is a human or a beast, in the final analysis, they spend their entire lives trying to pursue two things. One is to survive for themselves, and the other is to pass on to future generations."

    "The pig selected by Master Zhen was born healthy, but it was supposed to be a roast suckling pig, but it escaped and was bought by Master Zhen. In the hands of Master Zhen, it is neither hot in summer nor cold in winter, and it has good food in spring and autumn.  If there are sows, there will be plenty of food and many offspring!"

    "And what about the pig you chose? It was born with a lot of hardships, and it survived only a few deaths. I'm afraid it has lost its limbs in the process, right?"

    "Later, you confined its activity area in order to allow it to absorb as much dragon vein luck as possible. It didn't lack food, but it was so abundant that you forced it to eat!"

    "It's too late!"

    "Which of these two pigs is the most lucky?"

    At this time, Kong Dao also said: "That's right, Master Lu, you must be wondering why you were defeated in the end when it was obvious that your pig luck was better?"

    "It's very simple. The qi you showed at the beginning is not just luck, but also resentment, and anger, so it's so abundant!"

    "The first thing Master Zhen released was real luck, and the pig he chose had more luck locked in his body. If my guess is right, the secret technique you practice can release this kind of Qi, right?"

    Hearing this, Lu Da suddenly realized!

    He smiled bleakly, and said: "I lost and lost again, but I still refuse to accept it! I didn't lose to you, I lost to myself or God!"

    "It's not a crime of war!"

    "But brother, don't worry, brother, I can afford to lose!"

    Having said that, he picked up the steel knife to wipe his neck.

    Zhen Xianyun exclaimed: "No!"

    It's too late to say it.

    'Bang bang' two gunshots!

    The shell gun in Yunsong's hand was breathing fire!?? Wipe the neck.

    Zhen Xianyun exclaimed: "No!"

    It's too late to say it.

    'Bang bang' two gunshots!

    The shell gun in Yunsong's hand is breathing fire.
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