Zhou Heng was bored waiting outside, and he only had to tease Wang Siqi to play.

He said: "Alas, the big demon king is gone, only you, the little demon king, the family is not lively, is it?"

In the past, this guy couldn't tell the difference between "you and me", and he spoke very funny, but now he can just tell the difference.

Wang Siqi asked in a milk voice, "Who is the Great Demon King?"

"Your brother. ”

Wang Siqi suddenly remembered, yes, I still have a brother. It is the nature of children to be clingy, and when someone goes out at home, as long as she likes it, she will cry and chase after it.

However, she has already accepted in her heart that her father and brother are not often at home.

She tilted her little head and pouted and said, "My brother went to school, and he can't come back until he has a holiday." ”

Zhou Heng said: "Yes, your brother went to school, we will eat delicious food in a while, what should I do if my brother can't eat?"

Wang Siqi's big eyes rolled around in his bones, thought for a while, and then said, "That...... I'll keep it for him. ”

"How do you stay?"

"Keep it in the refrigerator, and when my brother has a holiday, you can come and eat. ”

The little guy's thinking logic is quite clear.

Zhou Heng teased her: "Don't leave it for my brother, let's finish it today, okay?"

"No, I want to leave it for my brother. The little girl pouted.

After teasing for a while, I don't know how much saliva I swallowed, and finally waited for the sentence "The meal is ready, you are ready to eat".

Wang Siqi ran first and quickly ran to the place where the table was set.

She is used to it, and her grandmother's family eats in the yard in the summer, and she will set the table there every day. So, she waited there in advance.

Zhou Heng went to move the table out, Zhou Ying went to serve the food, and saw that the little girl was about to reach the food, so she hurriedly pushed the dish to the middle.

As a result, seeing that the little guy still had to stand on tiptoe, afraid that she would turn over the table, and afraid that she would reach into the bowl and burn her hands, he hurriedly said, "Qiqi, can you go and move your flower stool?"

Find something for her to do.

Although she was not allowed to reach the table a hundred times, she basically didn't listen to what she said, so she could only think of this way.

Wang Siqi moved her exclusive stool and went to get her small dishes and chopsticks, and here Zhou Ying brought out the rest of the dishes.

The breakfast in this area is different from the breakfast in many places, eating some steamed buns, porridge and fritters.

Due to the reason of doing farm work, breakfast is generally very rich, rice, porridge, vegetables, etc., if you are full, then bring some food to the field for lunch, and then come back in the evening to make dinner.

When I'm busy, I'm basically in the field all day, and I don't have the strength to work without food.

Therefore, breakfast is not just about eating something to cushion your stomach.

Of course, no matter how abundant it is, you won't have chicken soup every morning.

Isn't that a special case today?

A few side dishes were served, the highlight of which was the freshly stewed pot of chicken, which was now served in a small aluminum pot and placed in the middle of the table.

Li Yunlian divided the chicken pieces in the bowl for everyone, and Wang Siqi got a big chicken leg and smacked his tongue.

Zhou Heng teased her: "Qi Qi, my chicken leg is bigger than yours, look, it's so fragrant!"

Wang Siqi looked at him, looked down at himself, and then said with confidence: "You lie to people, mine is bigger than yours!"

Zhou Ying moved her with a chair and leaned against the table, and said, "Then eat in the bowl, don't eat on the ground." Hurry up and eat, or your uncle will come to rob you after a while. ”

Li Yunlian finished the bowl, pulled her throat again, and shouted to the neighbors: "Qiuying, come and taste it, it's done." ”

It's the neighbor's old lady who came to the kitchen to see it before.

Generally, it's normal for you to taste my family's and I to try yours.

Of course, there are many neighbors who call each other and don't get along with each other.

When the neighbor's lady heard the voice, she brought a bowl and said with a smile: "This chicken is so good, it smells fragrant in my house." I'll try it. ”

Li Yunlian took her bowl and filled it to her, and the old lady hurriedly said politely: "Don't do so much, don't have so much, my family cooks, this can't be eaten......"

"It's not much, if you finish eating, let your old man taste it too." ”

The old lady took the bowl and left with a smile.

Zhou Heng's family is also eating beautifully, this next week Heng has a bottom in his heart, this chicken really has nothing to say!

The chicken is fragrant and soft, and it will not stuff your teeth and tendons at all when you eat it, and there is no feeling of firewood at all, and the taste of the meat is very good.

How do you describe this feeling?

For example, some chicken, the stewing time is short, the meat can't bite down, but after the stew time is long, even the chicken bones are stewed soft, and the meat can be pulled down with chopsticks, but it is not chewy, and it feels like a slag when eating.

But this chicken doesn't know how to eat at all.

Even the skin between the bones and joints is easy to gnaw off and chew deliciously.

It really tastes better than local chicken.

It's just a stewed chicken, with a little mushroom and very little seasoning, and it's already so fragrant.

The mushrooms at home are not bought, but some are made in the mountains during the slack time, dried and preserved, and can be eaten at any time.

The family was full of praise for this chicken, thinking that in a few days the big boss would come to taste it, and they would definitely be satisfied.

If the big boss is satisfied, the sales will not be worried.

Only 500 chickens were raised this year, which is an extra income for them in addition to the fields.

The parents were very satisfied and discussed: "Otherwise, if there is a chicken to hatch eggs in the future, just ignore it, and hatch the eggs." ”

Chicken hatching eggs is seasonal, generally speaking, the chicks hatched in the spring are just growing up all year round, and now in summer, it is not a good time to hatch eggs.

But now that we know that there is a market, there is no big problem.

It's just that I'm afraid that the weather is too hot, and the newly hatched chicks will get feverish, anyway, when it's time to take care of it, spend more energy and be careful.

The parents were happy to discuss, and their faces were happy.

After eating this meal, Zhou Heng put his mind at ease, the "Lark Pill" is indeed useful, and when the chickens come back in the evening, he will feed all the five hundred chickens.

Now the chickens have gone to the mountains to play, and they can't come back, they will only run more and more.

Their biological clock, which is to go out early and return late every day, is not constrained.

After waiting for a long time, Zhou Heng unexpectedly discovered that chicken was far more than just a superficial benefit of smelling fragrant and delicious.

He feels that the chicken raised by this black technology also has some anti-fatigue effects, in other words, people are very energetic and motivated.

He dried the wheat for half a day, went to feed the chickens, and went to the fields to help with some work, but he didn't feel tired at all.

In the past, he would have to take a break.

But today I feel very motivated.

If Wang Rui is here, eighty percent of them will say that this chicken has eaten the magic elixir, and now it is already a spirit beast, and mortals can make great supplements and prolong their lives if they eat it.

In fact, he didn't realize it yet, but his parents found out first, and they didn't feel too tired today.

Zhou Heng knows that people can refresh themselves by drinking coffee or tea, drinking mung bean soup can remove fire, and food contains certain ingredients, which can have an impact on the human body.

Chickens raised by black technology must contain some kind of beneficial ingredients.

Zhou Heng suddenly remembered that when he drew this pill, there seemed to be an explanation of this on it.

But at that time, he thought it was too mysterious and didn't take it too seriously.

In the past few years, those exaggerated advertisements or something, he has seen nerve paralysis, these pediatric literals, it is difficult for him to make any waves in his heart.

However, I didn't expect that to be the case!

Zhou Heng took out his mobile phone again, opened the breeding APP, clicked in from the "Obtained Items" column, and sure enough, he saw the "Bailing Pill", and the description inside still exists.

This black technology is really awesome!

Up to now, Zhou Heng has completely and completely believed it.

What a treasure!

He knew that the chickens he raised could not be sold as ordinary local chickens.

Now the price of a real rural chicken is about 100 or more, but he will think about his price.

……

As the sun sets, the village is full of cooking smoke, and all kinds of finches are returning to their nests, and they are busy, and it is time for the chickens to return.

As usual, the leading rooster led the way, and he came back with a majestic step.

After eating the feed that was then sprinkled, they played in the yard for a while, and then slowly went into the chicken coop.

Their day is coming to an end.

Li Yunlian wore a mask, bowed down and walked into the chicken coop, and then closed the door of the chicken coop from the inside, and at this moment, the chickens had no way to escape.

As soon as she entered, the chicken coop became crowded, and the chickens were so frightened that they retreated, each making a "cooing" sound.

Zhou Heng handed the glass medicine bottle that had been prepared a few days earlier, as well as a needle-free syringe, to the old lady.

Today, she will personally feed the chickens.

In fact, even if it is an ordinary feeding of local chickens, it is not easy, and she usually has to work with injections and medicines, so she is familiar with this matter.

Zhou Heng can feed one, but he will definitely not be able to do five hundred, and he will be in a hurry.

The original pigsty was built into a room, which could be opened normally, but when it was necessary to be separated, the board was propped up and made into a separate room.

Li Yunlian skillfully operated, caught a chicken, grabbed its head, let the chicken open its mouth, and then fed some medicine into it, and then threw it into the compartment.

More than 500 chickens, operating in an assembly line, methodical, never re-feeding, never skipping feeding.

In this regard, Zhou Heng and his father can only work on one side.

By the time the work was finished, it was already too dark to see, and the starry sky was full of stars, indicating that tomorrow would continue to be a sunny day.

Such a sunny day has been going on for a long time.

Li Yunlian took off her mask, sat on the chair prepared for her by Zhou Faqiang, and said tiredly and happily: "The medicine is still good, just feeding the chicken, I think it is so fragrant, no wonder the chicken is stewed fragrant." ”

In the words, there is a strong sense of accomplishment and anticipation for the future.

Zhou Heng pretended to be a ghost and said to the old lady: "Mom, in the future, don't tell others how I got our chickens, otherwise, others will come to ask me to learn, what should I do?"

Church apprentices, starve to death Master.

They still understand this truth.

For the sake of their future wealth, they immediately understood that they could not tell anyone else about this in the future.

That's right, I don't have it in my own pot or bowl, what do you want to "the world is the same".

We'll talk about that later.