The Divine Hunter Chapter 4: Newcomers on duty

That night, after Roy's hard begging, the old Moores agreed to his request to become an apprentice to a butcher.

The two couples are very familiar with their son who they have seen since childhood. On this day, since he woke up, his behavior has been completely different from before: from a quiet and shy boy to a cheerful, lively and talkative boy.

But the deep concern for the old couple in Roy's words and demeanor cannot be faked. So these simple parents didn't think much about it, but were sincerely pleased with their child's change. They feel that their children have survived the disaster and have grown up a lot.

The next day, many Kaye villagers were surprised to find that there was a thin apprentice beside the burly and rude butcher Fletcher.

"Old Moore's child just happened to be hit by a horse. Could it be that he is suffering from madness again? With his temper like a woman, how could he come to slaughter livestock?"

"What do you know, you country bumpkin? You almost didn't get killed. It's strange that your character hasn't changed at all. But I bet that little Roy can't last more than a week. Not everyone can do the butcher's job! And this job is very lucrative. Why does the butcher want to give him an advantage?"

No matter what the villagers said, Roy was devoted to working with Fletcher. After one day of contact, he found that the work content was different from what he thought.

After large livestock such as cattle and sheep are brought over, Fletcher will first feed the livestock a yellow powder to paralyze the animals' nerves and prevent the animals from struggling painfully before death.

According to the butcher, the powder was an anesthetic given to him by the village herbalist.

After the livestock is killed, comes the most difficult part. In order to cut the meat just right and how to separate the bones and flesh with a knife without destroying the texture of the muscles, you must have a very good understanding of the body structure of cattle, sheep, and pigs.

The butcher's cultural level made it impossible for Roy to draw a physiological structure diagram for Roy to memorize. He could only give him guidance through action demonstrations and knife after knife.

"Ugh..."

Roy watched from the sidelines as Uncle Fletcher calmly skinned the beef, took out the internal organs, and split the bones. His nose was filled with a strong fishy smell, and his eyes were filled with steaming bright red.

"Ugh..." His stomach was tumbling violently, and he couldn't help but bend down and retching. The first cut to kill the cow was okay, but the subsequent cuts were a test.

"Hey..." the butcher said jokingly, "I didn't see you being soft when killing the cow yesterday, so I'm scared now. I'm not just talking nonsense about this dirty and dirty craft, otherwise after all this time, I wouldn't be more than ignorant. Little Roy, no one else in the village is willing. Of course, I won’t take advantage of outsiders casually. Let’s see if you have the perseverance and perseverance to take over from me!”

Roy recovered from retching and felt slightly dizzy and his legs and feet were weak. The butcher did not give him more time to rest.

"Come here and hold the knife. I'll teach you how to use force and cut along here."

"I asked you to go up, where should you cut with your knife?!"

"Damn it, haven't you had enough to eat?"

When Roy made the slightest mistake, he was immediately scolded.

He lamented in his heart that this butcher apprentice not only had to adapt to the mess and blood in the yard and endure rude insults, but he also had to wield a knife for a long time, and his arms became sore after a while. His constitution is less than 5, which is inferior to that of a normal adult and is easier to fatigue.

The physical and psychological pressure instantly made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

"I really brought it upon myself to become a butcher's apprentice."

Although he kept complaining in his heart, Roy still completed the butcher's task meticulously, and he still knew the priorities.

Of course, the most important reason is that he has fatally stabbed all the animals waiting to be slaughtered to gain experience.

"We are under the roof. Exercise, gain experience, and eat meat. It's perfect... Wuwu... What else am I not satisfied with..."

The first day of the apprenticeship passed with difficulty. The butcher's family slaughtered two beef cattle from other villages and charged the villagers ten crowns. According to the butcher, business is not so good every day. There are only about a hundred households in Kaye, and even if customers from other villages are included, people don't ask him to start work every day.

After finishing the work, the butcher was not stingy and generously gave Roy a piece of fresh meat the size of his palm. As for the wages, the butcher did not treat him as free labor, and only gave him one crown a week during his apprenticeship. Roy I am not dissatisfied. In the early stages of learning a craft, I naturally cannot care about income.

"Uncle Fletcher, how do you deal with the internal organs?"

"Take it and throw it away later."

The wizarding world is similar to the customs of Central Europe in my previous life. Not everyone accepts animal offal. After the beef and mutton are processed, the offal is often sent to the wild for burial and burning, or directly thrown into the river not far from the village to feed the fish. .

"Give me these things..." Roy can't care so much. In his previous life, he was born in China, a country where all kinds of food can be eaten. He ate a lot of pork, beef and mutton offal. These things are all meat...

He is in the stage of growing his body and cannot let go of these foods.

Towards evening, Roy cleaned up the blood in the yard, took a heavy **** bag, ten experience points, and left the butcher's house with dark eyes.

In Caye under the setting sun, gray and black chimneys spit out curls of white smoke. Men who have been busy for a day return from the fields carrying hoes, and dirty children chase each other in the small yard in front of their house. Running around with chickens and dogs. Candlelights were quietly lit in the small wooden houses.

Roy took a deep breath. "How long can this peace last?"

……

There was still some distance away from home. Roy faintly saw two tough soldiers in yellow cotton armor and long swords carrying several heavy linen bags to the entrance of the village. They then got on a cart and left quickly. The whole process was filled with villagers. I was used to it and had no reaction.

Roy knows this. Every month, the village of Caye must hand over a certain amount of agricultural products to the lord of Posada as tax. The tax accounts for about 30% of the total harvest ~IndoMTL.com~ It is not unkind. Old Moore's family grows silt grass and hops, and they harvested it this month and handed over two sacks of dried silt grass.

The silt grass is similar to tobacco leaves on earth. Villagers who have nothing to do usually like to hold silt buckets in front of their homes and puff out smoke. It is very pleasant.

Back to taxation, the entire Kingdom of Aedirn, including its vassal states, has always levied taxes on farmers much higher than the other three northern countries. Therefore, Aden has been devastated by the "peasant revolution".

Roy learned from the villagers' chats that at this time, a peasant uprising broke out in Edesberg, southwest of Aden.

“I don’t know what the top leaders of the kingdom think about it. No wonder both the north and south of Aden will be lost in the future and become a broken country.”

"It's too dangerous, we must hurry up."

The urgency in Roy's heart can only be alleviated by food. There are still some roosters killed yesterday, and he brought back beef tonight. Aunt Susie made a large pot of broth without ceremony. Although there is no seasoning, the taste is bland and fishy, ​​but it finally has some oil and water.

As for the offal offal that the butcher didn't want, he cleaned it without disdain. He also found some celery and wild vegetables, asked the old couple for a little precious salt, and stir-fried them.

After frying a plate of meat and offal, it smelled of oil and had a lingering fishy smell. In the past, Roy would never have been able to swallow it, but now he didn't dislike it at all. On the one hand, food is precious and meat is scarce. On the other hand, people here only eat two meals a day. A long child like him will not miss any opportunity to eat meat.

But unfortunately, this meal only gave Roy 0.1 experience points. He understood that killing was the best way to level up.

"Even if you kill livestock every few days, the upgrade will be much faster."

Roy is full of expectations for this.