Fisherman [ Danmei MTL ]

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Brother Zhou rubbed his waist, and when he got up from the bed, his side was empty. 

He was awake from hunger.

He didn't eat dinner last night. He was overworked.

After sleeping for so long, his stomach had already protested. Going out of the house in a daze, there is already cooked food in the kitchen room, which is warm in the pot. He is wondering where Zhao Qian has gone.

At this time, he happened to come back from outside.

 "Wake up?"

Brother Zhou looked at the person who came in with an old hen in his hand.

"Where did the chicken come from?"

Zhao Qian put the chicken on the ground, he first cut some grass for the cow, and then went after feeding the cow. He went to the home of the folks.

"I went to Xiaoxiao's house. When we return to the market, let the master go with us. When the bullock cart returns our seafood to the market, he will drive the bullock cart himself. back to the village so that, when they lend home. "

"Master deliberately gave the chicken we do not accept he will not use ox cart, I had to get back. "

Zhou brother looked at or only at the strong hen, he is afraid he've been raising it for a long time.

It seems that Xiaoxiao's family really wants to be grateful.

"Then let's bring the chicken back to the market?"

Zhao Qian raised the chicken.

"No, we will eat it at noon, and we will go back later in the afternoon."

He patted Brother Zhou on the shoulder and smiled. "Okay. I will replenish your body."

Brother Zhou pushed away his hand and blushed. This is a joke that he didn't cooperate with him well last night.

After the two killed the hen, they kept the blood of the chicken.

Zhao Qian scalded the chicken feathers with boiling water to remove the fluffy chicken feathers.

There was still a big one with very solid meat.

"This chicken is a bit big, can we finish it?" Brother Zhou raised the fire and asked.

Zhao Qian proposed to make the hen soup.

It was almost noon now.

Although Brother Zhou had only eaten the meal he made in the morning, the chicken can be boiled for a while, and it is almost time to eat when it is done.

"It's quite a lot. You send half of one to Liu Jun's family. Zheng Ge'er just gave birth to a baby and eats a hen to replenish his body." Zhou Ge'er agreed with him, but he said, "I 'd better send it there."

He has seen Liu Jun cooking, but if he doesn't cook it well, it will be ruined.

"According to you." Zhao Qian quickly split the chicken open, chopped it into small pieces, and let Brother Zhou take it in and simmer in water, while he took care of the leftover chicken innards.

There are chili peppers in the yard, which can be fried in time.

A plate of chicken miscellaneous.

The scent of the chicken began to smell when the chicken was simmered for a while.

Zhao Qian didn't put much seasoning in it, and the clear soup was very delicious.

Brother Zhou took out the pot and scooped up a pot full of soup and meat.