Killing chickens is still a bit novel about Zhao Yuanle. She has never killed any child since she was in college.

He Ju hung the chicken upside down and asked Zhao Yuanle to grab the chicken legs. She held a kitchen knife in her hand, buried the chicken's head in her neck with the other hand, and then pulled the hair on the chicken's neck.

With one knife, Zhao Yuanle felt the struggle of the chicken and tried hard to catch the chicken.

He Ju took the bowl with salt and water in, caught the chicken blood, and when the chicken no longer struggled, Zhao Yuanle let go of the chicken claws.

At this time, the water on the stove had not yet bloomed, so He Ju went to the place where the kimchi jar was placed and digging radish and pickled peppers.

When He Ju's side dishes were cut here, Zhao Yuanle's hot water was ready.

As soon as Zhao Yuanlan came in and sat by the fire, he was called by He Ju to pull straw from Haystack.

Zhao Yuanle added two large pieces of wood to the stove, and followed him out to see how He Ju killed the chicken.

Boiled hot water was poured into a large basin in the yard, and Zhao Sancheng had already gone to help He Ju pull the chicken feathers together.

Zhao Dacheng also wanted to go and work with him, but was driven away by Zhao Sancheng.

He Ju smiled and said, "Brother, don't you, this hand, I'll boil it later."

Zhao Yuanle saw He Ju and Zhao Sancheng's rough hands full of calluses and was amazed at their ability to withstand them.

It’s amazing to just pull the hair with such hot water.

I don’t know if her skin has the thickness of pig skin afterwards, would it be possible.

Zhao Yuantong ran over and clapped his hands around the wooden tub.

“Eat chicken, eat chicken.”

He Ju looked at Zhao Yuantong with a smile: "Give our youngest chicken legs."

Zhao Yuantong ran happily and happier.

Zhao Yuanlan whispered beside Zhao Yuanle: "I want to eat chicken legs too."

Zhao Yuanle: "I want to eat cockscombs."

Zhao Yuanlan looked at Zhao Yuanle like a ghost.

"Why do you want to eat cockscombs?"

Zhao Yuanle: "If you don't believe it, you will definitely taste delicious if you eat it today."

Zhao Yuanlan shook her head wildly: "That's what men drink and eat, we girls cannot eat.

You are so terrified that you still have to eat cockscombs.”

Zhao Yuanle patted Zhao Yuanlan on the head.

"You will know after you wait and eat." It will be really delicious again.

Zhao Yuanle thought she was lucky. She had chicken when she came here, and her living standards were very high. It seemed that the pig god was okay and didn't cheat her too much.

After watching for a while, Zhao Yuanle remembered the stove and went back to the kitchen to burn the fire.

Not long after, Zhao Yuanlan came in again, and she sat next to Zhao Yuanle with a small stool.

"Second sister, is the cockscomb delicious?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I'll have a meal later, I promise it's delicious."

Zhao Yuanlan: "When did you eat it?"

Zhao Yuanle smiled and said, "I won't tell you."

Zhao Yuanlan hummed.

"Who knows it."

As the sun sets in the west, Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan are by the fire, and you can vaguely hear the lively cattle killing there.

Zhao Yuanlan found a glutinous rice cake from somewhere and put it on tows and baked it.

"Second sister, do you dare to eat that crazy cow?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

"I dare."

What she dares not to dare to go to this world to experience life!

Zhao Yuanlan gave Zhao Yuanle a blank look.

"You really dare to eat anything, but you don't gain meat."

Zhao Yuanle: "Looking at your dry cowpea, do you feel embarrassed to talk to me?"

Zhao Yuanlan snorted proudly.

Zhao Yuanle looked at the beating flames in the stove, and the novelty in his heart was very strong.

He Ju quickly processed the chicken and cut the chicken in half with a big kitchen knife.

Half of them were added with some mushrooms and stewed for Zhao Yuantong's father, and the other half was fried with sour radish.

He Ju: "Lanlan, wash the rapeseed tips inside the back, it will be delicious when the time comes."

Zhao Yuanlan gave Zhao Yuanle half of the roasted rice cakes and ran out to wash vegetables.

He Ju's voice came from outside.

"You delicious woman, I stole the glutinous rice cakes to eat again. I locked all the glutinous rice cakes in the second time, and I saw that you stole the glutinous rice cakes to eat."

Zhao Yuanlan: "The second sister also ate it."

Zhao Yuanle looked at the half-glutinous rice cake in his hand, and the touch just now disappeared soon.

Good guy, this girl just wants to find an accomplice.

He Ju came into the kitchen, put an iron pot on the fire, and took a bottle of oil bottle with ash from the top of the cupboard.

Zhao Yuanle looked at He Ju and opened it carefully. After the pot was dried, he poured some oil in it.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but say, "Do more."

He Ju glared at Zhao Yuanle.

"I still pour so much. There is still some chicken oil here. I eat so much oil and then I will eat air."

Zhao Yuanle stuck out his tongue.

This is much different from the oil she watches food videos.

On the Hongwang flame, the rapeseed oil in the iron pot quickly emits a special fragrance.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but sucked two more times.

She thought the oil was really fragrant, much more fragrant than the oil she had smelled in the kitchen before.

With a second sound, He Ju threw the chicken oil in. When the chicken oil melted, she poured the chopped chicken in.

A scent of oil and flesh scent jumped into Zhao Yuanle's nose and floated out of the kitchen. Zhao Yuanlan ran in outside smelled the smell, squatting beside the pot and his eyes were almost falling into it.

He Ju kicked Zhao Yuanlan away with a spatula.

"What do you think? I haven't eaten it in my life. Let's go away and stop me from cooking."

Zhao Yuanlan stuck out her tongue.

"I ate meat last time or the Chinese New Year."

He Ju gave Zhao Yuanlan a look of disgust.

"You count these and see how many people in the houses of others are like you who have some food every day. In the county, your uncle bought you a snack for you?

I'm still greedy, as if I've never given you a meal."

Zhao Yuanlan squatted on Zhao Yuanle's side. In the fire, Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan's faces turned red, and the two of them stared at He Ju's movements intently.

The chicken was fried golden brown. Sprinkle a handful of chili and garlic in it, and add a few peppercorns to dry chili today. Pour a scoop of water and cover the pot.

The chicken inside began to sing silently. He Ju took the round tripod pot and added water to it, put the wild mushrooms I found on the mountain before, and some nourishing Chinese medicines that were usually collected at home. He threw the chicken in, grabbed a few wolfberry from the paper bag and put it in, and then covered it with a lid.

This chicken soup is placed behind and slowly boiled.

Zhao Yuanlan: "Mom, do you think Old Man Wang wants to give us beef?"

He Ju took a break and wiped his hands around his waist.

"He gave some bones the best, you can boil oil and stew it for your second uncle to drink soup."

Zhao Yuanle also said: "In fact, it's best to get money."

He Ju sighed.

"Forget it, Old Man Wang is also a crime. His son died early, and the dog's mother ran away again. He gave him some bones, and we didn't have the nerve to ask for his money at the house."

Zhao Yuanle: "I was having fun talking."

She didn't really want money either.

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Happy New Year’s Eve!
Chapter completed!