"Cheap bones!"

Looking at the chilling guinea fowl, Lao Yang felt distressed.

If the lion eats the guinea fowl, he will not feel distressed, because the lion already eats chickens, and if the flat-headed brother bites the guinea fowl to death, he will not feel distressed, because the flat-headed brother will also eat chicken.

But it is the little ostrich that eats chicken feathers, which is purely harmful to others and not to themselves.

There was a guinea fowl that was dying, and John was even more distressed: "Come and see the city lord, come and see it." ”

Yang Shubao squatted down and looked at it and said, "You see this chicken is dying, why don't we roast it." ”

John glared at him.

Yang Shubao explained: "I'm not disrespecting life, you look at this chicken, it's all hairless, will it suffer from heat stroke after the sun shines for a long time?"

John pondered for a moment and said sadly, "Yes." ”

Yang Shubao spread his hands and said, "Isn't this enough? Let's help it relieve its pain, can this be regarded as disrespecting life? This is obviously respecting life, right?"

John looked at him hesitantly, "Something seems wrong." ”

Yang Shubao changed his words: "As a result of choosing one of the two, this chicken will either die of heat stroke and pain, or be sent on the road in happiness, you can help it choose one." ”

John said frustratedly, "Then send it on its way in happiness, but I think it can be saved." ”

"No, you can't. Uncle Yang happily grabbed it by the neck and took it to the kitchen.

John said worriedly to the other guinea fowls, "Get up to good spirits, don't get heat stroke or get into pain, or someone will send you on your way." ”

Killing chickens is a technical job, some ramming goods will chop the head of the chicken, but in addition to the chicken with the brain as the primary nerve center to control life activities, the spinal cord this time to the nerve center can also carry out some simple reflexes, so just chop the head is not good, under the control of the spinal cord they can also jump a few times, when the time is waiting to be thrown off a body of chicken blood.

Lao Yang lifted the chicken and bled first, so that the chicken went to the chicken hall in silence, and it was not painful and Lao Yang was not troublesome.

After slaughtering the chickens, he continued to build a color steel tile shed, and suddenly the little ostrich rioted again, and ran west together, screaming as they ran.

"What's the matter?" Yang Shubao got the news and looked over, and the little ostriches craned their necks to look at the west road, and there was a teenager running on the road.

Knowledge.

Sweating profusely while running with a cloth bag, he entered the reserve and panted and said, "Teacher Yang, I'm not late, am I?"

Yang Shubao said: "You are resting again today?"

"Uh-huh, two days a week. Knowledge nodded, "Do you have any work today?" I won't ask you for a salary if you don't have a job. ”

Yang Shubao said: "It's okay, I work a lot here, by the way, will you handle the chickens?

Knowledge grinned: "Of course, I used to work in a butcher shop and learned to kill chickens. ”

Yang Shubao took him to the color steel tile house and handed over the half-sized guinea fowl and said, "Then you deal with it, let's stew the chicken at noon." ”

For slum children, it is a good thing to have chicken to eat, in fact, the South African poor do not care about children, and adults like chicken, but children like food chicken, adults hehe.

Knowledge came to clean up the chickens, and he came and went with his free hands to completely prop up the color steel tile shed.

To prop up the shed, he had to lay dry sand, which was not easy to find, because the grassland was too wet in the rainy season, and he unconsciously found the town but still did not find sand.

Once he was in town, he asked Mason, who told him, "There's no sand in the resort town, but if you need to, you can go to the Zulu villages, they like to build houses out of mud and sand, and there should be mud and sand there." ”

The thief does not go empty, and Yang Shubao does not have the habit of returning empty-handed, so he went to the kitchen to get some seasonings and left.

Maison didn't say anything, but breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you're not here to steal vegetables." ”

Yang Shubao said: "I have my own vegetable garden, why should I steal your vegetables?"

Agatha explained softly: "The vegetables from the restaurant's garden are of good quality and taste delicious......

"Say no more, Agatha, go help in the kitchen, there is something that needs not be said. Mason hurriedly took her away.

Yang Shubao suddenly realized that he had performed the Ganlin technique in the vegetable garden before, and the vegetables that were ripe now should be the batch irrigated by the Spring of Life, and it was normal for the quality to improve.

He was not unfamiliar with this, and returned to the reserve with condiments.

Towards lunchtime, he steamed a pot of rice and stewed chicken, just as the Heim's nest umbrella hanging in the back window a few days ago had been dried and could be used to stew chicken.

As we all know, the top brand of Northeast cuisine is chicken stewed mushrooms, and the Heim ant nest umbrella belongs to the chicken fir mushroom, which is much rarer and more delicious than mushrooms, and it is a bit condescending to stew chickens.

Lao Yang took the chick out of the freezer, which would be just frozen and hard, just enough for him to cut into pieces.

Smell the smell of chicken Simba running up: Chicken Head Chicken Ass! Chicken Head Chicken Ass!

The lion cub grows very fast, and the iron staircase is a little narrow for its size, but it is a strong lion, and if it can't walk, it squeezes hard, and the guardrail is squeezed and crooked.

This made Yang Shubao feel distressed, he hurriedly threw the chicken head and chicken butt out, Simba saw that the food was below and turned around and wanted to go downstairs, but it was a little big and couldn't turn, so it had to turn hard!

It ended up stuck......

Looking at the twisted and deformed steel handrails, Lao Yang estimated that his house would be demolished by Simba sooner or later.

He guarded against the husky, but not the lion.

Simbasin went downstairs with great difficulty, but when he saw that the head and butt were gone, only a honey badger was burrowing into the flowers with its claws.

This blew it up, and he pulled out his leg and knocked down the honey badger, and then was bitten twice by the honey badger.

Yang Shubao was afraid that it would suffer, so he had to take out a piece of cow blood sausage from the freezer and throw it out: "Don't fight, don't fight, eat this, this is delicious!"

Simba looked at him aggrievedly with blood in his mouth: If you don't take it out earlier, if you take it out earlier, I won't be beaten?

Lao Yang waved his hand to signal it to go home, and then concentrated on cooking.

After a while, there was a sound of clicking on the iron staircase, and Lao Yang turned his head to see that Brother Pingtou came up and lay at the door, his eyes flashing and shining.

"I'm really raising you now. He shook his head helplessly and threw out the chicken offal, and Brother Pingtou jumped again and jumped directly from the second floor to the grass to eat.

In addition to the chicken stewed mushrooms, he cut a piece of beef and marinated it to make a steak, and the knowledge usually eats potatoes and sweet potatoes and the like, lack of nutrition so he looks thin and thin, Lao Yang wants to make up for him.

The young man was very industrious, and after cleaning up the chickens, he went to the vegetable garden to weed, and he sweated like rain in it on a hot day, not at all as lazy as those black people in the slums, and his impression on Yang Shubao was getting better and better.

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