Su Mengru walked happily on the bluestone road in her hometown with about fifty yuan she had earned from selling scraps. The small buildings on both sides had cornices, which looked quite pleasing to the eye.

The vegetable market is just ahead.

The Su brothers and sisters have known how to support themselves since they were young. Unlike the spoiled children, for them, shopping for food and cooking are simply a piece of cake.

Stepping on the slightly slippery bluestone, Su Mengru quickly identified the direction and soon found her goal today...

"Boss, are there any more pig's feet?" Su Mengru shouted to the boss who was smoking a cigarette and cutting meat in the butcher shop.

"Yes, the black-haired pigs were just killed this morning. How much do you want? The more you want, the cheaper it will be." The boss greeted warmly.

Su Mengru searched for today's best among a bunch of pig trotters, and finally picked out a very stocky one, who looked like he had a short body and fat legs when he was alive...

"That's it. Boss, please help me weigh it."

"Would you like to buy a few more to feed your family? Is just one enough?"

"That's enough. It's just for three people. It's just a taste. Then I'll add some soybeans and the pig's trotters will give it a taste."

The butcher shop owner showed a hint of displeasure on his face, shook the ash from his hand, and threw the pig's trotters onto the electronic scale.

"You picked this one well, it weighs exactly one and a half pounds. I'll charge you 31."

"Boss, can you chop it up for me? Chop it into small pieces." Su Mengru asked.

The boss didn't say anything. He raised his hand and pointed at the sign behind him, which read - If you are under fifty, we will not deal with it. Thank you for your understanding.

"How about you try something else?" the butcher shop owner suggested.

Su Mengru suddenly felt a little unhappy.

Doesn't this mean kidnapping for sale?

Can I spoil you!?

She simply didn't even want the pig's trotters. Su Mengru waved her hand and said to look elsewhere. The boss didn't stop her and went back to smoking and cutting meat.

Su Mengru walked around the vegetable market, but after going around and looking at all the butcher shops, she had to admit that the quality of the pig's trotters in the butcher shop just now was the best.

Uncle He is coming for dinner tomorrow, and there is a video mission today. Forget it, just buy the one we just bought. It will get dark if we delay any longer. Fifty is fifty. Anyway, I made fifty from selling scraps today. Round up.

This meat was given to me for free!

Su Mengru thought so much that she turned around and returned to the previous butcher shop. The butcher shop teacher had obviously seen a lot of repeat customers. Seeing that Su Mengru came back again, he couldn't help but said proudly: "How is it?

After looking around, my meat is probably the best."

Su Mengru was heartbroken and ignored the boss. She picked a few more pieces of pork shank and said, "Weigh them to see if they are fifty."

"That's enough, that's enough."

One scale, no more, no less, exactly 56.

True to his word, the boss threw away the cigarette butt, washed his hands, and then chopped the pig's feet into the shape Su Mengru wanted with a machete.

Carrying the pig's feet, Su Mengru returned home.

Su Jie's face was flushed from the sun. He had already put the camera in the cabinet on the second floor. When he saw his sister coming back, he asked casually: "Do you have anything made of silicone at home?"

"Silica gel?"

Su Mengru was puzzled: "Everything has been sold to you as scrap, and only some daily necessities are left. Why do you need silicone?"

Su Jie pinched the joints and made a crackling sound: "My hands are itchy. I go back to the practice room to practice suturing every day. Today, I suddenly have no place to practice. I'm not used to it."

Su Mengru gave her a helpless look, and then quickly ran to the kitchen.

When I entered the kitchen, the first thing I did was not to deal with the meat, but to set up a tripod and place the camera.

But Su Mengru soon discovered a problem. The kitchen space in her hometown was too small, and there were many objects cluttered in it. The tripod was not easy to deploy, and the camera's viewing angle was very limited when it was mounted on the tripod.

After repeated research, Su Mengru simply threw the tripod aside and placed the camera directly in the cupboard at just the right angle to take pictures of the kitchen counter.

The camera position was adjusted properly. Su Mengru suddenly felt that the light in the kitchen was not very good again. She thought about finally going back to her hometown to film a food show. Many self-media became popular by relying on this type of video. She couldn't be careless this time. She had to

Get the best results.

So I didn't even have time to untie the plastic that contained the meat, so I turned around and went back to the room to find the lighting equipment.

As soon as Su Mengru left the kitchen, Su Jie walked in, holding a sewing needle and thread in his hand.

Just like Su Mengru, who has daily self-media requirements and has shooting equipment ready at all times, Su Jie also has self-requirements of daily suturing practice, and never leaves his hand with the suture needle and thread. Unfortunately, he only forgot to bring silicone gel. Without a target, he could not open it by himself.

Let's sew clothes on the belly.

What's more, I only have abdominal muscles on my belly, unlike Yang Yuchen who can sew double-layer swimming rings together and merge them into one.

Reluctantly, he searched all the rooms and found no suitable sewing props, so Su Jie had no choice but to come to the kitchen to try his luck.

As soon as he entered the door, Su Jie saw the plastic bag placed on the kitchen counter, which he had not even had time to open.

What kind of meat did my sister buy... Curiosity drove Su Jie to go over and untie the plastic bag. When he saw the pig's feet cut into pieces, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This...seems like it can be sewn.

Su Jie, whose hands had been itching for a long time, now basically saw everything in two categories: those that could be sewed, and those that could not be sewed.

Pig's feet are obviously the kind that can be sewn.

The butcher shop owner followed Su Mengru's request and chopped the pig's feet into very small pieces, like mahjong pieces. But the more he did this, the more excited Su Jie felt.

Knife wound.

The skin and tendons were all broken.

Fully stitched.

How awesome!

Such patients... pigs are rare even in the emergency department of Southeast Hospital!

Su Jie had already imagined the scene of blurred blood and flesh in his mind, and the patient's painful wailing seemed to be echoing in his ears.

After pinching his knuckles and making the sound of frying broad beans, Su Jie could no longer restrain his ancient strength and stood directly on the edge of the kitchen table and began to sew the pig's trotters bit by bit.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, Su Jie doesn't care about the muscles and nerves. After all, Zhuzhu probably won't be able to use this foot anymore. He is just addicted to his hands, so there is no need to sew so finely.

Just suture the skin and tendons and that's it.

【Beauty Suture】

【tangfa suture】

【Eagle Eye】

The plug-ins all went into battle, and Su Jie's hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, almost leaving a trail of afterimages.

If He Deshan had seen Su Jie's superb suturing skills at this time, he would have couldn't help but exclaim, "This is the southeast suture? So fierce!"

The pig's foot, which had been cut into eight pieces, was once again restored to its original appearance thanks to Su Jie's suturing technique. It was short and thick. The financial status of the original owner's family was very good when he was alive.

After the sewing practice was over, Su Jie sighed with satisfaction when looking at the brand new pig's feet in his hands, threw the pig's feet into a plastic bag, turned and left the kitchen.

But not long after he returned to the room, he heard an angry roar erupting from the kitchen, and then he saw Su Mengru rushing out with a plastic bag in his hands.

"What's wrong?" Su Jie felt guilty inexplicably, but he thought it was just sewing a pig's foot, that's not it.

Su Mengru completely ignored her brother and muttered:

"I've already collected fifty yuan, but they didn't cut it for me. It's really too much of a lie, it's too much of a lie."

"But I obviously saw him cut into pieces."

"!! Black-hearted boss, could it be that you switched the package for me and inserted a pig's trotter for me?"

Feeling that her intelligence had been insulted, Su Mengru rushed out of the door angrily, intending to seek justice from the butcher shop teacher. As for her brother behind her, who had been trying to persuade her... that was holding her back, affecting the speed at which she could draw the knife.
Chapter completed!