Chapter 8 What are you going to do with the chicken?
"Your grandma..."
Mrs. Cai even puts away the eggs every day and locks them up. If one chicken is gone, will she go crazy?!
"I'm so hungry that my eyes are turning green. Why do you care about her? You like to eat, but if you don't, get out!"
Very good, the tone is no longer coaxing a child, this is the dominatrix that Duan Jiu is familiar with.
Humph, the chicken is dead, why not eat it? He still wants to eat a lot more!
Duan Jiu asked in a low voice: "How do you plan to make chicken?"
Jiang Fang: I always feel that this is not right.
Jiang Fang directed Duan Jiu: "Go dig some mud."
She carried the chicken in one hand and an alcohol lamp in the other and came to the kitchen. She took out a scalpel, disemboweled the chicken, took out the internal organs, rubbed some salt into the abdominal cavity, and wrapped it with lotus leaves.
On the way back carrying Duan Jiu, Jiang Fang pulled a big lotus leaf just for tonight's midnight snack!
Duan Jiu hesitated and said, "Don't you even remove the feathers when making chickens?"
It seemed that the dominatrix was hungrier than him, so she almost ate him alive.
"You're the one who made the chicken!" Jiang Fang almost put mud on his face.
He directed Duan Jiu to add some water to the mud, apply it on the outside of the lotus leaves, and stuff it into the stove.
As the firewood burned, the moist mud gradually dried up.
Duan Jiu really couldn't think of what kind of meal this lump of mud could be. Can it be eaten if it's dirty?
Why not boil it in water? It would be a rare delicacy for him.
I haven't eaten meat since I came to Jiang's house.
"What's the way to eat this? I've never seen it before."
Jiang Fang thought that you were a spoiled little prince, it would be strange to see him.
"The way to eat beggar's chicken, so this chicken is called 'beggar's chicken'."
Duan Jiu's face turned gloomy again. Was she humiliating him for being a beggar?
This sensitive little black tea!
"It's delicious regardless of its origin. This is folk wisdom." Jiang Fang turned the mud lump over with tongs: "But this time the conditions are limited. If there are more ingredients, it will be so delicious that your tongue can swallow it."
Duan Jiu was a little startled. The light from the stove flickered on the dominatrix's face. The big red spot was still the same big red spot. What was the difference?
After the mud was dry, Jiang Fang's eyes lit up: "It's done!"
After extinguishing the fire, I took the beggar's chicken back to the room with a pair of tongs, cracked the mud shell with a bang, and the hot steam filled my nostrils.
Their throats rolled at the same time, and they couldn't help but swallow.
When you pull open the lotus leaves, the chicken feathers have automatically fallen off, revealing the golden and moist chicken. You can tell how tender, smooth and crispy it is even before you eat it!
Jiang Fang tore off a piece of chicken, blew on it a few times and couldn't wait to put it into his mouth.
Delicious, but hot!
Duan Jiu followed suit and feasted happily, feeling pain and happiness at the same time.
The scent of beggar's chicken wafted in the air, entering Mrs. Cai's room very domineeringly.
Mrs. Cai's mouth was drooling. She dreamed of picking up roast chickens one after another in her arms. They were all golden and tender, and they were jumping around asking her to eat them. She would not be happy if she didn't eat them!
But she couldn’t eat it with just one mouth!
So Mr. Cai generously distributed the roast chicken to several other mouths in the family, except Jiang Fang and Duan Jiu.
Then she sent Jiang Er to carry a burden to sell roast chickens, making huge profits for nothing!
Here, Mrs. Cai is having a dream that is completely opposite to reality, and over there, Jiang Fang and Duan Jiu eat all the chicken, and the atmosphere is harmonious.
After eating and drinking, sleep came quickly. Jiang Fang yawned and pointed to the ground: "You make a bed on the floor, I will sleep first."
Duan Jiu asked: "Chicken bones..."
Jiang Fang waved his hand, lay down and closed his eyes: "Don't worry about it, I'll do it."
He said to the weapon spirit in his mind: "Keep an eye on me, if this little black tea acts like a monster while I'm sleeping, don't let it slip."
Qi Ling held his head high and said: "Then can I wake you up with electricity?"
"Oh, you try?"
The emerald green ball was stunned for a second, and said dogleg: "Master, I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking~ I'm so happy to see you and Duan Jiu getting closer because of a chicken~ You can do more good things for Duan Jiu in the future
Food is the way to go~"
"Stop blabbering and put away the chicken bones."
After explaining this sentence, Jiang Fang completely surrendered to Duke Zhou.
From stealing chickens to eating, to destroying corpses and eradicating traces, everything is clearly arranged!
The tool spirit said "Oh" and then shook his head violently: "Master, no! I can't recycle things other than medical waste~"
Duan Jiu found a mattress from the closet and put it on the floor, smelling the faint scent of soapberry on it, recalling the fulfilling and confusing day, feeling a bit like a dream.
The dominatrix was completely relaxed and actually fell asleep.
Isn't she afraid that she will strike again?
Or does she think she can bribe him by applying some medicine and making a chicken?
Naive and ridiculous!
Are there any traps waiting?
The young boy's little mind can't stop thinking wildly, and he has to beware of the dominatrix's aggressive attack in the middle of the night, causing him to toss and turn and not fall asleep.
When it got dark, I finally couldn't hold it any longer and fell asleep in a daze.
Old Mrs. Cai reluctantly woke up from her rare dream of meat, and she smashed her mouth. There was still a faint smell of meat in the air, it was too realistic!
The scent made her stomach growl, and she felt hungry so early in the morning that her chest pressed against her back.
Mrs. Cai got dressed and as soon as she opened the door, she felt something was wrong.
What's different...
"Ouch——"
Jiang Er and his wife and their neighbors were instantly awakened. Some were so frightened that they rolled out of bed, thinking that bandits were coming to the village.
For Mrs. Cai, there is no difference between her home and the arrival of bandits!
The water tank in the corner of the yard is empty!
A small plot of land with vegetables was opened next to it, and all the vegetables were gone!!
The hen that is best at laying eggs in the family is missing!!!
It was like a bolt from the blue. Mrs. Cai's vision went dark, she staggered and almost fainted.
As the sun rose, Luo Huiniang, who was visiting relatives, rushed back with her little daughter overnight. She saw a group of villagers gathered in front of her house, and her heart skipped a beat.
Seeing that it was her, the villagers moved out of the way and said, "Just take care of your Jiang Fang! Look how angry she is!"
"Ugly people tend to cause mischief. Sooner or later, she will piss her off to death!"
Mrs. Cai sat on the ground, hugging a pile of chicken skeletons and crying heartbrokenly.
Those who didn’t know better thought someone else had eaten her baby.
I wanted to beat Jiang Fang but couldn't. Even the grown man Jiang Er couldn't beat that damn girl.
It's so disgusting to be so strong after eating her chicken!
"This is the best egg-laying chicken in the family!" Mrs. Cai cried and rolled: "Boss, look at the good daughter you raised, this is going to kill me... It's against the sky..."
I wish I could sell Jiang Fang and Duan Jiu to Ren Yazi in minutes to make up for the losses!
Duan Jiu, with her hair disheveled and two dark circles on her face, followed Jiang Fang obediently and harmlessly, watching the show with gusto.
Originally, he was on guard against Jiang Fang throwing the chicken bones into the cowshed, and framed him as having eaten them secretly.
For some reason, the chicken bones were still in the room, allowing Mrs. Cai to take away the stolen goods.
Jiang Fang is happy when he is in trouble.
When Jiang Fang woke up, she realized that the weapon spirit could only recycle what it took out. She was too deep in sleep to wake up, and the weapon spirit did not dare to shock her, so it was too late to hide it.
Jiang Fang didn't expect Duan Heicha, who was eating chicken together, to have a conscience, so he said matter-of-factly: "Don't be too happy too early, those green vegetables were watered to death by your dirty bath water."
The smile in Duan Jiu's eyes that was watching the show suddenly froze.