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"Is that even a question? Of course not."

Ma Youtian took a deep breath and said without thinking:

"This young lady from the Yang family, although only seven years old, just now, that knife strike... it reminded me of the style of Butcher Yang back in the day."

Upon hearing this, Ma Youliang was shocked.

Yang the butcher's skills were known to everyone in the surrounding area.

This seven-year-old daughter of the Yang family actually resembles her father?!

She couldn't possibly have learned skills from her father while still in her mother's womb, could she?

"Arita, what are you two brothers standing there for? Hurry up and help Miss Yang!"

Just then, Ma Changlin snapped out of his shock and hurriedly reminded the two brothers.

At this moment, the doubt in his eyes had vanished.

Ma Youtian and his companion exchanged a glance and stepped forward without hesitation.

After draining the blood from the pig's neck, the two of them, along with several young helpers, carried the lifeless, fat pig into a pot of boiling water.

The task of shaving should have been done by the butcher.

But as soon as Yang Xiaoman took out the plane from her father's toolbox, Ma Youtian volunteered to take on the task himself.

As the plane scraped back and forth on the pig's body, making a rustling sound, it revealed the clean white surface of the pigskin.

During this break, while everyone in the courtyard was busy, they still managed to glance at Yang Xiaoman.

They never expected that this seemingly frail little girl would be so steady, accurate, and ruthless in her attacks!

The moment the knife was drawn, everyone seemed to be momentarily stunned.

It was as if the person standing in front of the slaughtering bench just now was not that thin figure, but the famous butcher Yang who was known for miles around!

Despite appearing calm on the surface, Yang Xiaoman was inwardly turbulent under the gazes of the crowd.

The hand holding the butcher knife behind his back trembled slightly, uncontrollably.

The moment she touched the pig's neck for the first time, she felt a strange sensation, as if she had experienced it countless times before, feeling both familiar and strange.

She located the major artery in the pig's neck with almost no effort.

While it was struggling, I stabbed it without hesitation!

Of the several steps in slaughtering a pig, this one cut is the most unpredictable.

Fortunately, although it was her first time trying, the timing of her move was perfect!

"Miss Yang, it's up to you now."

Just as Yang Xiaoman was deep in thought, Ma Youtian's careful reminder brought her back to reality.

Looking at the plane held in the other person's hands, she nodded gently and accepted it.

"Thank you for your help, sir."

Ma Youtian was flattered and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing Yang Xiaoman pull out a butcher knife from behind, he quickly stepped back and made way for her.

On the other side, a large, fat pig, its hair shaved off, was tied to a pre-prepared wooden frame in a spread-eagle position with the help of several workers.

Then the venue was emptied.

Countless eyes instantly fell on the pig-slaughtering knife that Yang Xiaoman was carrying.

With a swift and clean stroke, the enormous pig's head was neatly and efficiently severed.

Because the main artery in the neck was accurately punctured, the pig in front of us had basically bled out.

After the head was separated from the body, there was not even any blood seeping from the incision.

Yang Xiaoman didn't stop moving for a moment, and then slashed the neck with the knife again, and then gently pulled it down!

The pig's abdomen split in two.

Then they began to deal with the internal organs.

This move elicited hushed gasps from everyone present.

The helper next to him was also so shocked that he was speechless. He then hurriedly brought over a wooden basin and put the steaming internal organs into it.

Once the internal organs are processed, the slaughtering process officially begins.

As instructed by Ma Youtian, Yang Xiaoman precisely struck the spot he pointed to with each stroke of his knife.

As the butcher's knife continued to swing, a whole, fat pig was cut into several large pieces according to its parts.

Then they began to cut the pieces more meticulously.

Tomorrow is the day the host family accepts betrothal gifts, also known as "the grand ceremony".

The groom is required to send betrothal gifts to the bride's family. Right now, these cut pork pieces are the gifts given to each of the bride's relatives.

Experienced butchers will ensure that the pork given as gifts is of the same weight, with a maximum error of no more than two ounces.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Without any hesitation, Yang Xiaoman swung the butcher knife and chopped four times in quick succession.

This made Ma Youtian, who was standing to the side, feel a chill run down his spine.

Isn't she afraid that the weight difference will be too great and offend the woman's relatives?

"Master of the horse, please weigh it."

Seemingly noticing the worry in the other person's eyes, Yang Xiaoman put away the butcher knife and immediately gave a soft reminder.

Upon hearing this, Ma Youtian hesitated.

It is truly remarkable that the little girl in front of me, at the age of seven, can be so skilled at slaughtering and butchering pigs.

For both emotional and rational reasons, he did not want to make things difficult for her in such a trivial matter.

But looking at Yang Xiaoman, who was full of confidence, Ma Youtian finally wavered.

"If you have grain, bring the scales."

Upon hearing this, Ma Youliang, who was standing behind him, was taken aback.

Even he didn't expect that his cousin would actually care about this.

If there is any mistake, they can simply handle it themselves afterward. Why make things difficult for this girl who has just lost her father?

He hesitated for only a moment before he saw Ma Youtian wink at him.

Ma Youliang no longer hesitated and took the steelyard balance that had been prepared in advance from several helpers.

Then, the pork that was brought as a gift was placed into the weighing pan one by one.

After a long while, Ma Youliang put down the steelyard with trembling hands, and looked at Yang Xiaoman with a look of shock.

"Miss Yang...Miss Yang, the meat has all been weighed."

"Heavy, the weight is exactly as predicted!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Youtian's mouth dropped open.

If he remembers correctly, even the most experienced hunter would measure with a wooden ruler before daring to make a cut, ensuring the error is within two ounces.

Only someone like Butcher Yang could, with his exceptional experience, achieve even slaughter without the aid of external tools.

"At only seven years old, he has already mastered Butcher Yang's unique skill..."

Ma Youtian clicked his tongue, recalling the scene at the village entrance just now.

At the time, faced with Yang Xiaoman's boastful promises, he was still thinking of giving up entirely.

Who would have thought that I would be slapped in the face like this?

"It's a pity that Butcher Yang is no longer alive. Otherwise, if he saw that Miss Yang has such skills, he would probably be proud."

Ma Youtian was somewhat moved and blurted it out subconsciously.

He then noticed his cousin staring at him strangely. He paused for half a second, then his expression changed drastically.

Butcher Yang had just died a violent death not long ago. Wasn't this like rubbing salt into Miss Yang's wounds in front of her?!

"Miss Yang, Mr. Ma did not mean it..."

Realizing his mistake, Ma Youtian was about to speak to make amends when Yang Xiaoman waved her hand to interrupt him:

"If the host has no objection, please settle the remaining payment."

All she wants to do now is make money.

With money, they could solve their family's predicament and redeem their sister.

A one-month timeframe is far too tight.

"That's easy to say."

Upon hearing this, Ma Youtian unhesitatingly pulled out his money bag from his pocket and counted out eighty coins.

After deducting the deposit of twenty coins, the rest is the payment due.

Just as he was about to hand it to Yang Xiaoman, he withdrew his hand from mid-air and counted out another twenty copper coins from his money bag.

They collected a total of one hundred coins and then handed them over.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaoman was surprised and did not immediately reach out to take it.

"Miss Yang, you're too kind. This is what you deserve."

After Ma Youtian spoke, Yang Xiaoman stopped being coy and accepted the hundred coins.

Now that the family is so poor, my mother is practically counting every grain of rice before putting it in the pot, so every penny is precious to her.

At this moment, Ma Youliang walked over carrying a basin of clean, warm water in both hands.

After a brief thank you, Yang Xiaoman washed the blood off her hands and the pig-slaughtering knife.

Just as she was about to leave, Ma Youtian brought over a long, thin piece of pork belly and insisted on giving it to her, no matter how much he pleaded.

Left with no other choice, Yang Xiaoman had to accept the money and then left the Ma family courtyard.

Feeling the weight of the money pouch in her arms and the roughly half-pound of pork belly in her hand, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the goal of redeeming my sister is still a long way off.

But everything is difficult at the beginning, and now that she has made a good start, she can finally see hope.

"If Mother finds out, she probably won't mention going to the quarry again, right?"

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoman unconsciously quickened her pace.

She couldn't wait to go home and share the good news of her first victory with her mother.

Little did Yang Xiaoman know that just as she rushed back, her mother, who had gone out to borrow money to get through the crisis, was forced back to the courtyard by her uncle and his wife, along with the village head.

The once quiet courtyard gate was now surrounded by villagers who came to watch the spectacle.

While whispering to each other, they also pointed and gestured at Li Xiuyun.

"It's said that last night, when Butcher Yang went up the mountain, his daughter suddenly went mad and started swinging a butcher's knife, trying to kill him without any explanation?"

"Hiss—that girl is only seven years old, how can she be so vicious?"

"Who knows? Butcher Yang was known as a kind-hearted man when he was alive. It's highly likely that this woman surnamed Li lost her conscience and deliberately instigated her daughter to do this!"