C2 Killing the Pig

"The novice gift pack has been dispatched, complete with a set of superior Great Feast utensils: a pig-slaughtering knife, a cleaver, a meat-chopping knife, and a two-meter-long spoon..."

"Great Master Level Great Feast Chef!"

"A bottle of Body Strengthening Pills!"

As the novice gift pack was awarded, Faang Hua's eyes blazed with excitement.

Armed with these knives, each with its own special effects, Faang Hua's pig-slaughtering and cow-butchering skills were significantly enhanced. He was confident that in this city, no one could match his prowess in pig-slaughtering.

And as for being a Great Master Level Great Feast Chef, Faang Hua's culinary expertise was unrivaled in the city, perhaps even in the entire province. Dominating the rural Great Feast scene was well within his grasp.

Upon hearing Faang Hua's confident response, Xu Jialong's worry-ridden face finally brightened with a hint of joy.

"Alright, nephew, I'm counting on you. Otherwise, I'd be beside myself with worry!"

"Uncle Long, no need for such formality. While you trust me, that doesn't necessarily mean others will. How about this: I'll cook a meal after the pig slaughter. If no one objects, I'll gladly take on the role of Great Feast Chef for the funeral. If it's not suitable, then you can seek another chef. What do you think?"

"That sounds good, let's go with your plan. But honestly, I don't foresee any issues. I'll be sure to thank you properly when the time comes!"

Having nearly finalized their arrangement, Faang Hua couldn't help but smile.

Judging by Xu Jialong's tone, Faang Hua felt confident that successfully handling the funeral's Great Feast Chef duties could earn him a substantial sum, possibly even a debt of gratitude from the Xu family.

It seemed the life of a rural chef held promising prospects!

"Mr. Jialong, just give me a moment. I'll head upstairs to grab the pig-slaughtering tools, and then we can be on our way."

Faang Hua ascended to the second floor of his home. With a mere thought, an array of Great Feast tools materialized on the floor.

The system had thoughtfully provided a tool bag, conveniently designed for transporting these items.

Inside the bag, there was also a chef's jacket, ingeniously equipped with temperature control and a dust-resistant cleaning feature.

Kicking his tool bag aside, Faang Hua seamlessly integrated the Great Master Level Great Feast culinary skills into his being, and casually popped a Body Strengthening Pill.

In a flash, Faang Hua mastered an array of Great Feast dishes and techniques. His physique grew stronger, and the nagging ailments he had suffered from vanished without a trace.

Once he finished, Faang Hua, dressed in his chef's attire and carrying his tool bag, headed downstairs.

"Hua, you're looking sharp and professional today!"

"Hehe, can't let you down, Uncle Jialong."

Faang Hua chuckled, and after soaking in Xu Jialong's praise, he made his way to his home.

Xu Jialong's place was a three-story red brick house, which now had its first floor transformed into a mourning hall, complete with a coffin at its center.

A Taoist priest was chanting scriptures, adding to the bustling atmosphere.

"It's time to slaughter the pig, we need a few hands on deck. Everyone knows Faang Hua. He'll take the lead today, and we'll assist in restraining the pig."

Faang Hua had experience in pig slaughtering, so there were no objections. With everyone on edge, formalities were the last thing on their minds.

"Big brother, has Faang Hua really agreed to be the head chef for the funeral?"

Xu Jialong's brothers approached him quietly, uncertain about entrusting the funeral's head chef role to Faang Hua, given his lack of experience.

"Don't worry. Hua himself proposed to whip up a pig-slaughtering meal for us at noon. We'll see if it meets our expectations. If we're not satisfied, we won't need to hire him."

"Besides, it's all about the meal at noon. Preparing the pig-slaughtering dish is a true test of a chef's mettle. Only those with the skill would dare attempt it!"