The last time I bought meat in my life, I just happened to buy a big package of kombu chicken -- strips of chicken fillets and whole chicken breasts. For a long time, I always bought a large two-kilogram pack at a time and bought more when it was on sale. For nutritional reasons, I like low-fat and healthy white meat. I have no hesitation in supporting local companies because I have heard about the problems in the meat industry in the United States and China. The big "CAS" on the CPP packaging makes me buy it with confidence and eat it with confidence. In my imagination,
such a large company must be a sterile environment. Chickens live in well-ordered dormitories. A balanced diet allows them to grow up healthily. The waste will be disposed of in the best possible way. The employees all wear clean clothes, complete wedding photo retouching services all the processes with a smile, cut into clean chicken, and deliver it to the store near my home beautifully. That's right, you found out, I'm naive. Well, actually I don't really believe in the image created by the merchant, but if I don't think so, how can I buy it? At that time, I never thought that "eating meat"
would conflict with my beliefs and values. Born and raised in the church, I never heard any discussion about it. I've only heard thanksgiving prayers, thanking God for the food, and what happened before the food became food, and no one was interested in mentioning it. Had it not been for my accidental exposure to animal rights, I would never have understood what the well-respected German theologian Mortmann said: "Whoever harms the dignity of an animal harms God." (