Ma Duhe freed up one hand to open the door of the hanging iron cover, and then stuffed the big white goose in naturally. Its two feet just stick out from the two large holes at the bottom of the iron cover, and it rides on the barrier between the two holes at the bottom of the iron cover like a horse. Of course, it is not a horse, and there is no scenery and comfort like riding a horse.
At this moment, the big white goose was more comfortable, because it didn't have to ride on it at all. When his two feet were stretched out, Ma Duhe also used the piece of rag to wipe the smooth top of the anvil underneath, so that Its two feet stood steadily on the top of the anvil, which was roughly half covered by the two webbed toes of the big white goose. Ma Duhe excitedly said to himself, "Okay!" and extended his thumb.
What's good? We don’t know what’s good about it? The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks is being picky again.
You can't see the famous place all of a sudden. Ma Duhe pointed at the big white goose standing on the top of the anvil and said, "Do you see it?" Its two webbed toes now only cover half of the plane of the anvil. I will soon make its two webbed toes larger so that the entire plane of the anvil is covered or basically covered.
He quickly closed and locked the iron door. The big white goose felt trapped and depressed in the cover, so it jumped a few times. It couldn't break free, so it stopped jumping. It became honest.
From time to time someone in the crowd shouted, "Ma Crossing the River, what are you doing?" You imprison the big white goose in an iron cage and let it go to jail! Ma Duhe waved his hand and said, don't yell, don't yell. You can see this big white goose dancing ballet on the anvil right away.
I saw Ma Duhe calling his father to come over and pull aside the hanging iron cover that closed the big white goose. The big white goose, who was standing without putting his feet on the top of the anvil, was really riding on it like a horse. On the horizontal bar at the bottom of the iron cover.
When Ma Feilong pulled the iron cover, the force may have been unbalanced. The big white goose was beating its wings in the iron cover, but it was restricted by the cover wall that could not extend its fists and feet. It was so frightened that it could not calm down for a long time.
Ma Duhe said, Dad, just hold the iron cover and stand there for now.
Ma Duma rubbed his hands calmly, walked over, picked up a pair of fire tongs, and put his hand into the charcoal stove. The charcoal stove felt a little hot from a distance. The iron plate inside had been burning for so long and was already red. It looked like tongues of fire, making it difficult for him to immediately tell which was the tongue of fire and which was the iron plate.
He poked it inside with a pair of fire tongs and felt that the hard thing must be an iron plate. He took a closer look and found that it was true, so he picked up the iron plate, turned around and walked back, putting the red-hot iron plate toward Once the anvil was placed, it was not too big or too small to cover it, and the hot iron plate was still sparkling with sparks and making a hissing sound.
At this moment, Ma Duhe raised his hands in a confrontational manner and said, everyone, pay attention to the trick! He turned back to Ma Feilong and said, Dad, let go.
Ma Feilong put down the iron cover, and it returned to its original position. The poor big white goose that was imprisoned inside naturally stretched out its webbed toes from the bottom of the cover, and landed on the hot iron plate covering the top of the anvil. It was so hot that it really looked like it was dancing ballet. The same painful performance was performed on it——
The big white goose's wings were pulsing but they were of no use and could not break away. Its two legs alternated and jumped quickly on the iron plate. It picked up its right leg and then put its left leg on it; It raised its left leg and stepped on it with its right leg. It just wanted to keep its left and right legs from stepping on it to avoid burns.
But it couldn't do it, because the vicious owner had designed it so that the center of gravity of its body drooped, and the webbed toes of its goose legs just landed on the iron plate. The only thing it could do was to jump left, right, right and left. , try your best to dodge the hot iron plate as fast as you can.
No matter what, it was in vain. It couldn't control the center of gravity of its body. Only a second or two passed when its left leg jumped up. The right leg, which was so painful that it was so hot, had to be picked up, and its left leg had to step on it again. Only a second or two passed. The right leg has to step up again.
At this moment, the onlookers burst into applause. The cheers, whistles, and laughter were intertwined, clearly choreographing this cruel and exciting show for Lima Duhe. Maduhe was so excited that he asked loudly in an interactive tone, "Is this show good to watch?" Everyone replied in unison, "It looks good!" If it looks good, give me some more applause. Ma Duhe let out the message, and the applause started again.
At this time, the frequency of the big white goose's left and right legs beating on the anvil was obviously slower than before. Maybe it was numb from the pain, but it was still beating. Because it jumps slower, the changes in the two webbed toes on the legs of the big white goose are obvious. They become fatter due to swelling, and gradually turn from beige to burnt yellow. The two webbed toes looked skinny at first, but now they are so fat that they can basically cover this relatively large iron plate.
Ma Duhe whispered to Ma Feilong, who was standing aside to watch the fun and take action. Ma Feilong nodded and left here temporarily.
Ma Duhe raised his hand to exaggerate the atmosphere. Did you see it? Have the two webbed toes of the big white goose gotten bigger? No one answered, so Ma Duhe opened his voice again and explained:
Do you understand the reason why the two webbed toes of this big white goose become enlarged? Let me tell you, as soon as the two webbed toes of this big white goose touch the hot iron block on the anvil, it will naturally beat continuously because it is painful and uncomfortable, and the blood in its body will continue to flow to the two webbed toes. Only its webbed toes are congested with blood, and the more and more blood is filled, the more intense it becomes. When burned by high temperatures, its two webbed toes will become larger and larger.
If its two webbed toes were chopped off and processed into a snack, would you say it would be delicious or not? Crispy or not, greedy or not?
tasty! tasty! Someone among the onlookers shouted excitedly, "I can drink half a catty more wine by eating this way."
The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks asked again, "Hey, Ma Duhe, you used a red-hot iron plate to scald the webbed toes of the big white goose until they are plump and tender yellow, and there is still a fragrant burnt smell. If you call it a dish, it's What is the name of?
Just wait, I'll talk later. Ma Duhe saw Ma Feilong bring a bowl with a little water in it. He took the bowl, turned around and preached to the onlookers, did you know that this bowl was filled with a little salt water. You see what effect it has.
I saw Ma Duhe pouring the salt water in the bowl onto the two webbed toes of the big white goose that was still jumping. Then he turned around, looked at everyone with his eyes upright, and said in a joking tone, if you don't sprinkle some salt water, Doesn’t this big white goose webbed toe dish that is being processed taste bland and tasteless?
Some onlookers laughed, but the big white goose that was being tortured seemed to be crying. Its eyes were slightly closed and there were no tears. Its crying without tears was more sad than crying with tears.
It looked like it was about to die, its slender neck drooped, and the white and messy feathers on it were like a piece of mourning cloth prepared for its own death and draped on its body in advance. The frequency of its two legs jumping left and right became slower and slower, and finally stopped altogether. People could clearly see that the feathers on the two legs were burned to pieces, and the air was filled with a smell of feathers and The burning smell of flesh and blood.
