After Butcher Wang's eyes fell on the bowl of white rice, he quietly pinched a few rice grains from the bowl and threw them on the ground.

It is the rule of eating not to serve food in a pretentious manner.

This means: When you serve rice, the rice should not be higher than the bowl, even when you are serving leftover rice.

If you can't avoid the rice being higher than the bowl, you can't make the rice round.

In the Northeast, only when worshiping ghosts and gods, the rice can be higher than the rice bowl, and it must be shaped into a circle, symbolizing abundant food and clothing and a good harvest.

According to the rules of the elders, normal people would not do this!

After Butcher Wang threw the rice grains out, he glanced sideways at the ground.

The ground was indeed empty.

The rice was picked up before it even fell to the ground.

That person was hiding in the gap between the dish rack and the wall.

Butcher Wang pretended not to see anything, took the raw meat out of the bowl rack, placed it horizontally on the edge of the cutting board, lit a piece of white wax and stood it on the corner of the cutting board, and then started to cook the pot.

Butcher Wang is making "sacred meat".

The so-called "sacred meat" is a tribute offered when worshiping gods and ancestors in the Northeast. To be clear, it is pork boiled in plain water without any seasoning.

The ways in which "sacred meat" is used to sacrifice gods and ghosts, the time, and the rituals in between are all different, and the degree of rawness and ripeness are also different.

It's like the sacred meat used by the emperor to offer sacrifices to heaven. It must be cooked completely. After the sacrifice is removed, the ministers can eat it. Even if there is no seasoning, the ministers have to bite the bullet and swallow it. This is the emperor's favor.

The sacred meat used by the common people to worship their ancestors is not fully cooked, but only seven or eight years old, so that it can be easily cooked again.

Butcher Wang made this meal for ghosts.

After Butcher Wang lit the white wax, he stood in front of the pot and waited for the water to boil without even moving his knife.

As white smoke gradually emerged from under the pot lid, the iron pot on the stove suddenly flew up, carrying a pot of boiling water towards Butcher Wang in the kitchen.

The latter turned slightly to one side, pressed the lid of the pot with one hand, and held the bottom of the pot with the other. He raised the iron pot in the air, and the true energy coming out of his palm sealed the lid tightly, making it watertight.

Although Butcher Wang caught the iron pot, the cutting board not far away seemed to be pushed forward inch by inch and was about to fall to the ground.

Butcher Wang gently turned the iron pot upwards, held the iron pot with his left hand, and grabbed the edge of the cutting board with his right hand.

When she stopped her hand, a ghost appeared in her palm.

Butcher Wang gently put the boiling water pot back in place, raised his hand and pressed the ghost on the cutting board, took out the bone chopping knife with his left hand, pressed the ghost's neck, and said through the voice: "Tell me, what's going on?

thing?"

The ghost said in an extremely low voice: "Don't you dare kill me, there can't be any sound in this room."

"You can't get out if you dare to make a sound."

"Let me go, or else..."

Butcher Wang smiled, covered the other person's mouth, took the bone chopping knife and sawed the other person's neck back and forth like a wood saw, and left the other person's head on the cutting board in just a few strokes.

Butcher Wang grabbed the other man's hair and raised his head in front of his eyes: "You can scream if you want! I promise that before I die, I will make you disappear into ashes."

Butcher Wang smiled and said, "I didn't kill you, so you didn't turn into ashes."

"You still have one more time to burn the incense. When the time is up, you will be dead before your head is reattached."

"Do you still want to talk nonsense to me?"

The ghost's face was distorted, but unfortunately his ferocity could not do anything to the Butcher Wang in front of him.

Butcher Wang didn't say anything, put a chopstick through the other man's bun, hung his head on the wall, and started working in the kitchen again.

After a while, the aroma of cooking meat wafted from the pot.

Butcher Wang picked up the knife and made several strokes on the ghost's body.

The ghost was so frightened that he wanted to shout, but had to lower his voice: "What are you going to do?"

"Throw in the seasoning and borrow the flavor!" Butcher Wang's smile was more terrifying than the ghost in the eyes of the other party: "Have you ever heard of a cook who can turn ghosts into dishes?"

"I'll let you see it today."

"Don't..." The ghost finally gave in: "I said."

Butcher Wang looked at the other party with a half-smile but said, "You tell me, I'll listen."

The ghost said: "The two people outside have to eat at twelve o'clock. You have to prepare the meal before twelve o'clock, otherwise, they will eat whatever is available in the house."

"The things in the dish rack can actually be used by you to save lives. If you use them, you will have to cook them again for them to eat. You have to act quickly."

Seeing that Butcher Wang didn't move, the ghost knew that he had missed the point, so he quickly said: "Those two people outside, you see them sitting, but in fact they are sleeping."

"If I hadn't disturbed them, they wouldn't have woken up until it was time for dinner."

"If you are woken up, you will have to kill someone."

"All the people in this building died at the hands of these two, and so did I."

"I want to make some noise, but... I actually want to find a scapegoat. Only if someone takes my place can I get out."

Butcher Wang still didn't say anything, just looking at the other person without moving.
Chapter completed!