After Zheng Sanpao took Song Laosi and rushed to Jinshan Institute together, he smelled a burst of fragrance as soon as he entered the door.

It smelled like chicken, mixed with a faint smell of sake, and even a little bit of other flavors mixed in, but there was no way to tell it for a while.

The two looked at each other and tentatively walked to the kitchen, intending to see what was going on inside.

As a result, as soon as the two of them walked to the door, they saw Er Fat squatting at the door, stretching out his head and constantly smelling the smell on the door, as if there was something in it that attracted him, and he didn't even notice that someone was coming behind him.

It wasn't until Zheng Sanpao reached out and patted him that he reacted.

But even if he reacted, he just glanced back, then turned around and continued to smell the crack in the door, as if he didn't care about the two people standing behind him.

Just when Zheng Sanpao and Song Laosi looked at each other, they finally heard someone inside speak: "Second fat, bring me the chestnuts I prepared before." ”

When the second fat man sitting at the door heard this, he quickly got up from the ground, picked up a small dustpan beside him, and hurriedly ran in.

The two people at the door saw that Er Fat had already entered, and the two were not polite, and followed into the kitchen, but as soon as they entered the door, they saw chicken feathers on the ground, and there was still a lot of dissolved blood on the ground.

The poultry raised by himself, Song Laosi can naturally recognize it at a glance, this is the chicken that Ding Fan just took from his house.

Could it be that Ding Fan is cooking in the pot now is the chicken he took away from his hand before?

"This is an evil thing!" Song Laosi suddenly shouted, reaching out to grab the chicken in the pot, of course, he didn't think the things in the pot were delicious, but because of the influence of people in the pot on him since he was a child.

I just think that the things in this pot are an evil thing, and what the old man said since he was a child must not be wrong.

Fortunately, Zheng Sanpao was standing next to Song Laosi, and after seeing his movements, he stepped forward and grabbed him and persuaded him: "You calm down, listen to what Ding Xiaozi has to say first." ”

Ding Fan calmly handed the spoon in his hand to Er Fat, and then admonished: "Wait for ten minutes, after ten minutes, you can get out of the pot, don't move the pot now, don't open the lid, just watch the fire here." ”

Ding Fan was still a little uneasy and told him twice, for fear that the second fat would not be able to resist the gluttony, and he would start eating it before it was cooked, and it would hurt his stomach.

After getting the assurance of the second fat, Ding Fan left the kitchen with confidence, and then took Zheng Sanpao and Song Laosi to his own room, and asked the two: "How is it? How many chickens and ducks have frozen to death this time, have you counted them?"

Song Laosi is usually quite an honest person, and he doesn't have much contact with Ding Fan, usually Zheng Sanpao tells him what to do, he does it directly, and never asks more.

Therefore, he is not very familiar with Ding Fan, and now as soon as Ding Fan tells him about this, he first looks at Zheng Sanpao on the side, and he has no idea in his heart.

And Zheng Sanpao and Ding Fan are more familiar, they have always had something to say, and when they heard him ask, they immediately replied: "This time, the fourth family has lost a lot, and the chickens and ducks that were bought on credit outside before, together there are more than seventy, after this heavy snowfall, even if you are dead, there is no one left, I brought them to you." ”

As he spoke, Zheng Sanpao also stretched out his hand and pointed outside, signaling Ding Fan to look at the climbing plow outside.

Ding Fan walked to the window, glanced outside, then nodded, and said with a smile: "It's really a lot, fortunately, this thing is not completely useless, just leave it to me, what is the price of chickens and ducks outside, I will give it to you according to the price, can the fourth uncle trouble you, do me a favor, help me soak these things in ice water, and help me return all the hair by the way." ”

Seeing that Ding Fan was still going to eat this thing, Song Laosi was in a hurry, and stretched out his hand to push Zheng Sanpao, wanting him to open his mouth to persuade Ding Fan.

As a result, before Zheng Sanpao could speak, Ding Fan had already taken out all the money, counted them one by one, and after counting them, he stuffed the money directly into Song Laosi's hand.

Song Laosi looked at the money in his hand, and finally couldn't control it, stood up and grabbed Ding Fan's hand and said loudly: "This thing can't be eaten, it's all evil, and there will be karma if it is touched." ”

Ding Fan shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Fourth uncle, what you said is all old feudal superstition, what evil things are there in this world, and there is no karma, even if there is, these poultry are not killed by me, it is because of the heavy snow this time, and the retribution should not fall on my head!"

Seeing that Ding Fan didn't believe his words, Song Laosi was in a hurry, and after thinking about it, he could only take the risk of catching one of the dead chickens outside and throwing them directly on the ground.

Ding Fan couldn't figure out what he was going to do for a while, so he could only look at Zheng Sanpao on the side curiously, wanting to ask what this meant, which one Song Laosi was going to make trouble?

After asking, Zheng Sanpao just shook his head and smoked with a cigarette bag and pot in his mouth, and then stretched out his hand to point to the dead chicken on the ground and asked Ding Fan to see it himself.

Ding Fan had no choice but to walk to the dead chicken on the ground and look at it carefully, but he didn't see anything!

Just when Ding Fan was curious, Song Laosi, who was standing on the side, suddenly said: "Look, it's bleeding, this chicken was unjustly killed, and it is looking for a replacement for the dead ghost." ”

Ding Fan took a closer look, and then he saw that the bleeding that Song Laosi said turned out to be this dead big rooster, and the blood flowing from his eyes seemed to him to be an ominous sign.

But in Ding Fan's eyes, this is just a normal phenomenon.

"It's just a little bit of chicken blood. Ding Fan stretched out his hand and dipped a little chicken blood, sniffed at the tip of his nose and said: "This chicken is frozen to death, the blood in the blood vessels is frozen, the blood vessels will crack, and the blood is frozen, the temperature in the house is a little higher, the ice on the body will melt, and blood will flow out along the wound on its eyes, it is not strange at all!"

Just after Ding Fan said this, the big rooster that was already dead on the ground suddenly moved, and the pair of sturdy chicken legs and wings seemed to be bouncing up and down.

After seeing this scene, Song Laosi almost bounced off the ground, and shouted loudly in disbelief: "It's moving, this poultry is coming back, he is going to live." ”

Ding Fan was also taken aback by Song Laosi's words, his eyes were firmly fixed on the big rooster on the ground, and it turned out that it was not the rooster moving again at all, but because the rooster mountain gradually relieved the freezing, and the flesh and blood on his body were relaxing, so it seemed to be moving, but in fact, it was just an illusion.

But seeing Song Laosi's frightened look, he said this to him, he probably wouldn't believe it, so he had to do something with his own hands to make him relax.

Ding Fan turned around and went back to the kitchen, took a knife back, lifted the dead chicken on the ground, and in front of Song Laosan, disemboweled the dead chicken on the ground, and took out all the internal organs inside, and a very complete ice lump was taken out like this, and then thrown on the ground.

Song Laosi, who watched this action, was in a cold sweat, and wanted to open his mouth to interrupt Ding Fan's movements several times, but was finally stopped by Zheng Sanpao on the side.

After Ding Fan disposed of the chicken, he casually faded all the feathers on the chicken, and finally threw it on the ground and said, "Does the fourth uncle still think it will move? If there is really any resentment, it should still move, right?"

The current Song Laosi was completely stunned by the scene in front of him, especially the blood that flowed from Ding Fan's hands from time to time, which looked very terrifying.

Song Laosi shook his head gently, stared at the chicken on the ground blankly, and finally couldn't even speak.

At this time, Er Fat ran in from outside with a large basin, which was filled with hot chicken, which was full of aroma and very appealing to the taste buds.

Even Zheng Sanpao, who was sitting on the side, drooled, although he knew the origin of this chicken, he was still attracted by the fragrance of this pot of chicken, walked to the edge of the big basin, and took a deep sniff.

As for the second fat, he has already drooled on the side now.

Ten minutes is not a long time for Erfat, but seeing that the food is right in front of him, but he can't stuff it into his mouth, this is a kind of torment for him.

finally waited for the time, and Er Fat immediately couldn't wait to put the chicken out and trotted all the way to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan looked at the drooling Erfat, reached out and took a piece of chicken in the basin, blew it and stuffed it directly into his mouth, and chewed it in a big gulp.

Although this chicken tastes very delicious, Er Fat knows where he got this thing, and he really asks him to eat a piece, and he is still a little scared in his heart.

So Ding Fan didn't care about being the first person to dare to eat crabs, and after he took the lead, the second fat really couldn't bear it, so he reached out and scooped up a piece of chicken, and bit it in his mouth, even if his face was full of oil, he didn't care.

It's just this bite, and the second fat can't stop, and before he finishes eating a piece in his hand, he has already reached out and started to grab the next piece, because this kind of taste is something he has never tasted.

The aroma of chicken, the faint aroma of sake, the sweetness of chestnuts, and the rich flavor of soybean sauce are simply delicious.

Now who still comes to tell him that the crystal elbow of Xinting Hotel is the best delicacy in the world, and Er Fat must spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on his face, and then tell him loudly that he has eaten a real delicacy.

It's just that this delicacy is made from dead chicken!

Zheng Sanpao saw the movements of the second fat on the side, and his heart was also itching, although he was a little resistant in his heart, but seeing that the second fat was eating so fragrantly, he also felt a little bit of a big index finger, and wanted to know how it tasted often, anyway, the smell was really good, but I don't know if it tasted delicious in the world.

After thinking about it, in the end, Zheng Sanpao gritted his teeth, turned his heart sideways, and directly reached out and picked up a piece of chicken, no matter how hot it was, he directly stuffed it into his mouth, and then chewed wildly.

Just didn't chew twice, Zheng Sanpao's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he reached out and took another piece and stuffed it into his mouth, nodding at Ding Fan constantly while chewing, and finally reached out and gave a thumbs up.