How is this possible?
How could I, a young girl in my prime, do such a thing?
Although it is said that with three hundred and sixty lines, he will be the number one scholar. Although, the school education has been telling her that there is no distinction between high and low professions, all professions are equal and noble...
But there are some jobs that she really doesn’t want to do!
"What are you doing standing still?"
Lao Liu held the blade with one hand and the chicken with the other: "If you don't squat down and watch carefully, if you don't study seriously, how will you operate it yourself later?"
Xia Weiran:......
At this moment, the word "operation" suddenly became very heavy, almost overwhelming this weak and helpless girl.
In the past, she thought it was difficult to operate physical instruments, operate chemical experiments, and even think it was difficult to operate heroes to fight. It wasn't until today that she realized that none of that was difficult.
Castrating chickens is really difficult.
Is this what she should be doing?
"Take out your blade." Old Liu urged Xia Weiran: "I will teach you step by step. You should be smart and learn quickly. Today's workload is heavy, and I don't have time to teach you all the time."
Who would have thought? An ordinary war-like holographic game actually teaches players the art of castrating chickens!
Xia Weiran wanted to give up this task, but at the critical moment, Zhi gave a friendly reminder: "I recommend that you carefully complete all the tasks you have participated in recently."
She didn't say why, nor did she scare her about what bad things would happen if she gave up the task, but she clearly realized that this task must be done!
Opening the wooden box and taking out the thin and compact blade, Xia Weiran squatted down and imitated Old Liu and grabbed a little chicken: "Grandpa Liu, what should we do now?"
Lao Liu smiled slightly, and the blade in his hand reflected his confident face: "Now, watch my movements clearly. I must operate quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly. Do you see clearly?"
While he was talking, Lao Liu had already taken out small particles from the little chicken's body.
The whole set of operations was very coherent. As he said, it was "fast, accurate, and ruthless." Xia Weiran was as unresponsive as Little Chicken Zai'er.
"Do you understand?" Old Liu asked Xia Weiran.
Xia Weiran:......
So fast, what can you understand? She only saw Lao Liu using a razor blade to make a small opening on the chick, then inserting a small hook into it, and then the operation was over. He let the chick go, and the chick could still flutter its little fleshy wings and run away, run far away, and then lie down on the ground to rest.
Probably, I am missing something lost.
Knowing that Xia Weiran didn't understand, Old Liu grabbed another chick and repeated the operation: "I'm telling you, you have to be quick. The faster you do it, the better the little thing will recover! If you swallow your words slowly, , it has been tortured so much that it is not easy to recover, and it may even die.”
While talking, another chick was castrated. He did not stop and continued to catch the chickens: "Other masters are not good at their crafts and only dare to catch big chickens. Only I can catch these small things. I am not bragging. If you learn this craft from me, you will not be rich in the future. It’s so expensive, at least you don’t have to worry about food and clothing.”
Xia Weiran: This is really a good skill to support the family!
Xia Weiran got closer to watch Old Liu's operation, especially to see what the little hook did after the blade cut the chick's skin. After she saw all this clearly, she held the little chicken that she had been holding for a long time in front of her eyes: You are the lucky one!
