Chapter 122 I raised my husband in ancient times (11)
Jiang Tang was really hungry. The result of his strong body was a large appetite. He could eat as much as five or six adult men in a day.
Lin Chaomu was also hungry. When he took a bite, the aroma of oil overflowed, the skin was crispy, and the meat juice splashed everywhere.
Jiang Tang's barbecue skills are undoubtedly excellent. Lin Chaomu ate quickly and elegantly. Jiang Tang looked at the little man sitting opposite, holding the rabbit leg with his slender fingers. His fair cheeks were slightly bulging, and his peach lips were glued to each other. The oil gloss made the lips look extremely beautiful and lustful, but also gave off a cute and youthful air.
What a good kid, he will still be the top pick in the future.
He looked so hungry. Although Lin Chaomu looked 1.8 meters tall, his weight was definitely not as good as Jiang Tang's.
Thinking of this, Jiang Tang looked at his arms bitterly. They were either fat or... strong...
The belly is not fat, but...abdominal muscles...
Jiang Tang, this idiot, has only known how to kill pigs and farm all his life, and he has developed a tendon meat that is the envy of countless men. This kind of meat is not easy to lose. This means that in this world, Jiang Tang cannot be weak and beautiful. .
But who says girls can’t be masculine and beautiful?
Doesn't Lin Chaomu just like girls who can roast rabbits? She will cook meat for him every day from now on!
After eating a rabbit, Jiang Tang put out the fire without finishing.
It's too late. If you catch a deer next time and try it, it will definitely be enough.
When he got home that day, Jiang Tang cut the rabbit legs into pieces and asked Lin Chaomu to bring them to Mother Lin.
He began to decompose the deer meat in front of the house.
Lin Chaomu held a book and sat in the room under the moonlight. From the window, he could see Jiang Tang who was busy outside the door.
I saw her using a knife to cut off the four legs of the deer, then making a cut under the throat and neck, and completely peeling off the deer's skin starting from the neck. The skin of the deer was left to dry in the pot house. Jiang Tang continued to disembowel the deer and took out the musk from under the navel. A piece of meat as big as a palm was worth a lot of money. Lin Chaomu saw Jiang Tang put the musk in a basket and hung it high on the beam. .
Then she divided the remaining deer meat into six pieces, four legs, a piece of meat, and a pot of internal organs. She also drained the deer's blood, added some salt and put it away.
She handled the whole deer cleanly, without any wastage. During the process, her movements were smooth and smooth, and she was extremely agile. She was skilled but cautious, just like the skin of the deer, she peeled it off completely.
The knife seemed to be alive in her hand, turning and cutting with great sharpness.
The words in the book couldn't be read any longer, so Lin Chaomu simply closed the book, and a hint of dark color flashed across his beautiful peach blossom eyes.
She is not Jiang Tang, then who is she?
He has also read a lot of miscellaneous books such as Wei Tan biographies. To be a scholar, you should be well-read, and he has never been the kind of dull person who studies the Four Books and Five Classics.
So he guessed that there might be some stories of gods and ghosts in this world. So, could the Jiang Tang in front of him be possessed?
The explanation may not make sense, but one thing is certain, this Jiang Tang is not bad.
If you have the brains and means, you will make money. However, the road to study and become an official, from pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the next exam fee, adds up to close to five hundred taels. If he has to spend so much money on his own, he may miss it again. Lots of chances to get off the field.
Although a man is aboveboard and self-sufficient.
But now his mother is seriously ill, and apart from his knowledge, he has no other strengths. The children of the aristocratic families all deceive him because of his young age and poor family background, and do not want him to study with him.
It's not surprising, Zhanzhou is located in the west, and the aristocratic families here are all vassals of the aristocratic families in Beijing. Who is willing to promote a young man who is better than himself.
(End of chapter)