When we left the cave, the sun was about to set.
In the evening, Yu Qian said he was going to make chicken with fat intestines and pork ribs. There was a lot of pig intestines in the bucket, and there were also a lot of ribs bought.
Chen Ling planned to be more generous today, catching two old hens from home and stewing them in them.
But...
Does two old hens count as generous?
Yes.
His chicken is too big.
Far beyond the so-called ‘nine catties of yellow’, all of them are on the ten catty side.
Two chickens are enough for a whole family.
Even if Dujuan and the others are called over again, it will be enough to eat.
At dusk, the chickens were still looking for food on the mountain.
Free-range chickens are naturally wild in nature.
They are used to running in the mountains and cannot be kept in captivity. Even if the food is greatly reduced in winter, they still have to wander around the mountains every day, scratching and scratching everywhere.
I will never go back to the chicken coop until dark.
Although chickens raised in this way have high egg production, the eggs are delicious and the meat quality is good.
But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, it has a wild temper and is extremely difficult to catch when it wants to eat.
Even the owner Chen Ling couldn't even think about catching them outside.
I can’t even buckle it with the net buckle.
Letting a dog catch you is even worse.
Originally, these chickens were quite obedient to the dogs and were convinced.
If you are caught twice by a dog and you are frightened, you will be disobedient in the future.
The gain outweighs the loss.
So Chen Ling had better call them back to the chicken coop and catch them himself.
"Cuckoo..."
Chen Ling walked out of the orchard carrying the iron bucket, knocking on it and shouting at the foot of the mountain.
Under the dim sky, there was no movement on the back mountain at first, but after just a while, there was a burst of restlessness on the mountain, as if a pot was exploding.
Large groups of chickens screamed loudly and rushed down the mountain.
One by one, with thick and strong chicken feet, they ran wildly along the path between the woods.
Some couldn't help but flap their wings as they ran, and flew over the river ditch and the trees on the hillside with a cry of "cluck", and rushed down the mountain.
In an instant, chicken feathers were flying in the air.
The flocks of black chickens come in all colors, mixed with pheasants, and they all rush down the mountain.
The scene is quite spectacular.
Such a lively scene is indispensable for Ah Fu and Ah Shou, who are still very curious about most things, and quickly ran over to see the strange things.
I raised my big head, stared at the round cat eyes, and turned around to look at the chickens flying everywhere.
A little bit ready to make a move, and I really want to pounce on two of them.
In fact, in the afternoon, Chen Ling had already put them into the mountains and had some food.
But for tigers, hunting is instinct.
Not to mention Ah Fu and Ah Shou when they were still very playful.
"Cuckoo..."
Chen Ling pursed his lips and led the chickens into the chicken coop.
If you wanted to lure the chickens back to the chicken coop during the day, you wouldn't even think about it. It would be useless to let the dogs chase them away.
But fortunately, in the past two years, they have developed the habit of returning to the chicken coop at night.
So when Chen Ling shouted, they all rummaged into the chicken coop.
In the chicken coop, there are not only small single-room chicken coops, but also chicken sheds.
The chicken coop in the small single room is definitely more luxurious, and there is a straw nest made of clean wheat straw inside.
The chicken shed is relatively simple, just a few long bamboo poles.
The long bamboo poles will be filled with chickens at night, crowded together, and they will sleep standing on one foot.
At the very beginning.
What Chen Ling wants to do is to get more chicken coops.
Although he doesn’t have obsessive-compulsive disorder, since he does it, he can do it better if he can do it better.
Later, he didn't expect that there would be a hierarchical division among the chickens.
A few big roosters also fight with each other, fighting to the death every day to be the leader of the flock.
Hens also have high and low status.
Chen Ling gave up the idea of continuing to build a chicken coop.
Every time the chicken flock expands in size.
He just added two more long bamboo poles to the chicken shed like this.
Simple and hassle-free.
The chicken also likes it very much.
It won’t be like this if the winter gets colder.
When the time comes, Chen Ling plans to kill a batch of chickens that don’t want to lay eggs to reduce their density. The rest will be covered with hay under the chicken shed and let them find a place to sleep by themselves at night. It’s okay to be crowded. Warm.
The rumble lasted for seven or eight minutes before all the chickens got into the chicken coop.
This time is quite short. After all, poultry are sometimes naughty and disobedient. When they get to the chicken coop, they still have to show off their skills. Many young chickens just don’t like to walk properly and have to flap their wings. They rushed in and flew in, making the chicken feathers fly everywhere.
A mature chicken can fly in.
It also landed on the ground, just like holding a bamboo pole in a chicken coop. First, they lined up spontaneously on the ground, and then flew up to the bamboo pole one by one. After landing on the bamboo pole, they followed the bamboo pole. The bamboo pole found its position, quietly folded its wings, and prepared to rest.
This is not taught by humans. It is just like chickens flying up trees to sleep. It is their own experience.
Chen Ling deliberately picked two unstable chickens and stewed them.
But considering that they are still young, there are still many eggs that have not been laid yet.
I resisted the urge.
No matter who in the village saw this approach, they would all nod in agreement and say it was the right thing to do.
In the chicken flocks raised in rural areas, if the hens have passed the optimal egg-laying stage and the roosters have survived the prime period of youth, they must be killed or sold, otherwise the chickens and eggs will The quality is not metabolized, and the later the chicken is eaten, the less tender it was at the beginning.
If you want to get the best of both worlds, you must kill and sell chickens in batches.
Chen Ling naturally refused to sell his own chickens.
He looked left and right. After all the chickens were in place, he walked into the chicken coop and closed the cage door covered with wire mesh.
Look around for those marked chickens that lay fewer and fewer eggs.
Marking poultry in the countryside has always been simple and crude. Just apply ink or the waste refill of a ballpoint pen on obvious places on the chicken.
The two hens Chen Ling picked happened to be standing on the bamboo pole. Their buttocks were plump and began to bulge outward, like two protruding gourds. The bulges were full of meat. In Yu Qian's words, the chicken looks delicious.
This is indeed true. You will know it when you kill the chicken. There is much more oil in the belly than ordinary chickens.
Can it be stewed without being fragrant?
It’s not surprising that a chicken like this can weigh more than ten pounds.
Chen Ling successfully caught two old hens, grabbed their wings and walked out.
And when it gets dark, the chickens enter the chicken coop and are mounted on bamboo poles. Not only are they easy to catch, they also don’t make a fuss when caught.
Chen Ling grabbed the chicken and walked out of the chicken coop.
When Ah Fu, who was looking outside, saw this, he quickly closed the door of the chicken coop like a bitch, looking fawning and begging for praise.
Ah Shou, the little male tiger, was not so clever. He stared at the chicken in Chen Ling's hand, naively poking his head around and licking his lips.
He is just a stupid tiger who only knows how to eat and can't even pretend to please.
As soon as they caught the chicken, Yu Qi'an and his wife came over with a basket in their hands. They came and shouted, "I bought a large piece of good beef from the countryside. They even sold it half and half gave it away, and gave the cow head to the cow." The tendons were given to him.
The only beef seller in the village is Niu Laosan.
I heard from the villagers that Niu Laosan has been very generous in his business recently. At first, some people thought that his temper was not like this, but they just slaughtered live cattle, and the beef was killed under everyone’s noses. Yes, no problem at all.
Later, it was Zhao Hongbo and others who told him that they knew that Niu Laosan had hit the evil spirit. He was doing a good deed and was even filial to his old mother.
Zhao Hongbo and the others often go to work in the countryside. They travel here and there every day, and they hear a lot of things.
Chen Ling has heard several times in the past few days about encountering evil spirits and encountering monsters at night.
He didn't take it seriously. At most, when he entered the cave in the past two days, it only aroused his thoughts about cultivating new species.
Yu Qi'an didn't know what was going on here, and felt that he had gotten a bargain. He was so happy that he told everyone he met that the beef purchased today was worth it.
If Chen Ling hadn't already said that he would build a greenhouse in the near future, there would be no need to say more about taking care of the food.
I'm afraid that many people were tempted by what Yu Qian said was a greedy person today and came here to have a meal.
"Let me cook today. If you really want to, go ahead and kill the chicken. We'll eat the beef another day."
Chen Ling really doesn't trust Yu Qian's cooking skills.
"Huh? Not eating beef today? I just bought it, it's fresh."
Yu Qian was a little disappointed, but soon he raised his eyebrows: "No, are you like this? Will we start building the greenhouse in two days?”
Chen Ling nodded: "We must wait until the weather clears up to build the greenhouse, but tomorrow I plan to drive a tractor to Wangba City to find some building materials."
When Yu Qian heard this, he smiled brightly. : "Okay, okay, tomorrow I will help you herd the cows and geese, and we will eat the beef when you build the greenhouse."
This old boy is greedy.
And when he cooks for himself, he always thinks about how delicious something is, so he just buys a bunch of it and cooks it without thinking about whether he can finish it.
There are a lot of leftovers after eating, and I can’t bear to throw them away if they are broken.
Like today, with two such fat old hens, he only saw how fragrant the chickens were, and didn't think about how big the portions of these two old hens were. Plus, with so many fat intestines and ribs, I'm afraid they can all be eaten. Open the seat directly.
Also add beef, even a cow head that big.
I'm afraid he hasn't calculated it. The cow head and some miscellaneous side dishes are enough to feed seven or eight people.
Bai Huining didn't cook much, and she didn't know what to do. When she came, she went upstairs to see Wang Susu to take care of the baby, and then looked through the manuscripts written by Chen Ling. She was so excited that she couldn't bear to come out.
When Yu Qian killed the chicken, it was Gao Xiulan who rushed over to help pour a basin of water and sprinkle some fine salt.
Let Yu Qian kill the chicken and bleed it.
It has to be said that the chickens raised by Chen Ling are so strong and strong that Yu Qian can barely catch them.
It was Gao Xiulan who helped hold the chicken head.
Yu Qijing quietly grabbed the chicken's wing tips and a pair of thick chicken feet.
Then the old lady stretched out her hand, sizzling, pulling the hair off the chicken's neck, and took a kitchen knife. She raised the knife with a sharp hand, and the hen's trachea was cut, and blood flowed out.
Blood gushed out from the knife edge on the chicken's neck.
Pour it into the prepared basin of clean water, and the basin suddenly becomes bright red.
The old hen soon became distraught and died.
After draining the blood from the chicken, Gao Xiulan skillfully tucked the chicken head back into the chicken wings and threw it at her feet.
Swatted away Ah Shou who was looking around, trying to move forward, and then continued to kill the second one.
In fact, Yu Qian can kill chickens, and he is very good at killing chickens, but he ran into Chen Ling's chickens and was confused.
The old lady needs help.
This is the second one, and he has to do it himself no matter what.
The killing of chickens and bleeding went smoothly.
Of course, the chicken blood must be stirred constantly, otherwise it will settle quickly and it will be difficult to get rid of.
After killing two old hens in this way, a basin of bright red blood will accumulate. After it solidifies, it can be cut into pieces and fried or made into soup. It can be made delicious.
Then the two chickens were thrown into the bucket, scalded with boiling water, plucked out the feathers, and disemboweled...
When it came to food, both Chen Ling and Yu Qian had the same attitudes. Very seriously.
When Chen Ling put away the food, Ah Fu and Ah Shou had to be slapped even if they tried to get close to him.
Until my father-in-law came back with Ruirui.
They went to the city to pick up Wang Zhenzhen. Heiwa and Xiaojin accompanied them the whole time and had a great time.
"Dad!"
After returning home, Ruirui rushed towards Chen Ling with the two dogs, shouting as he ran: "Dad, puppy, puppy!"
Chen Ling just walked out of the kitchen, and the fragrance was already wafting from the kitchen.
“What puppy?”
"He means that there are a lot of puppies added to the wild dog pack outside the city. Those puppies are quite good-looking. He wants you to lead him to catch them." Wang Cunye explained with a smile.
"Brother-in-law, you can't catch wild dogs. If they bite someone, they will die." Wang Zhenzhen put down his schoolbag and didn't bother to say hello to Yu Qian and the others, and hurried over to interrupt.
"Yes, what's the point of catching wild dogs? When dad goes to the city again, I'll catch all the puppies from Uncle Bobcat's house, okay?"
Chen Ling Coaxing his son.
Wang Cunye said again: "Lingzi, there were people in the village just now, and they were from CCTV. There were several of them. They heard the folks in the village and the teachers say that we are one family, so they stopped us from talking, and they wanted to Feed the two Hei babies..."
Just as he said this, Erhei ran over from outside the gate and barked.
The old man quickly added: "Yes, yes, yes, we also feed Erhei. Erhei and the others are very obedient and never eat food given by outsiders."
said He patted Erhei Gou's head and continued to say to Chen Ling: "Those people are with Teacher He and the others. They have been asking about our home. When they saw Ruirui and I coming back, they also said they wanted to come to our home for dinner."
< br>After hearing what the old man said, Chen Ling didn't react at all. Yu Qian suddenly stood up and said, "CCTV, don't ask you to bring your dog to the Spring Festival Gala again. I'll go out and have a look first."
He He went out excitedly, and soon ran back out of breath.
When he came back, he waved his hand to Chen Ling: "No, no, the character of this group of people is not good. I know the people inside. Our second brother asked that grandson to make him quit the Spring Festival Gala."
" Huh?”
Chen Ling was stunned when he heard this. Before he could think about it, Yu Qi’an didn’t even have a close relationship with Chen Xiaoer. How could he know that Chen Xiaoer had a conflict with someone in CCTV? Someone shouted at the door from outside. .
The sky is slightly dark, and the yard is full of the rich aroma of meat. It’s this time that you come to your door. It’s really a rush to get some food. (End of this chapter)