Xia Muhan grabbed the head of the chicken in one hand and the kitchen knife in the other, aimed at the neck of the chicken and cut it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The pheasant whose wings were still fluttering slowly did not move as the blood donation passed. Calling Xia Maihe to grab the legs of the other one, Xia Muhan threw the slaughtered one aside, and solved the other chicken in the same way.

Blanching water, plucking hair, disemboweling and disemboweling, cleaning up internal organs, and putting down the pot, Xia Muhan's movements are smooth, as if he has been rehearsed hundreds of times. It's only been two plates of yellow, orange and orange chicken on the table, and the onlookers haven't woken up from the fact that they are proficient in cooking for cheap daddy.

Su Shi divided a plate of chicken into several small bowls and asked Xia Qiaomu to send it to several families who knew each other. Walking away such a good thing, Xia Cao of course volunteered to accompany her, and by the way, she also pulled Xia Maihe, who was staring at the drooling of chicken. She assured in her conscience that she was definitely not afraid that the second brother would splash saliva on the chicken, so she pulled him out to run errands.

Xia Cao is tossed in the mountains today, she doesn't know much about the terrain of the village, the original owner used to be detained at home, and finally died in the river after going out. She followed behind her eldest brother step by step, visiting the situation in the village.

Xia Qiaomu stopped in front of a large blue-brick door. The house stands out from the crowd of thatched huts and is considered a "mansion". The door was open, the room was glowing, and several figures were shaking.

"Is the village chief's grandfather here?" Xia Qiaomu cleared his throat and shouted into the house.

"Who?" There was a noise in the room.

After a while, a middle-aged woman came out of the house, tall, with a face that could not be seen in the night. She walked to the door and saw Xia Qiaomu flustered for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Qiaomu, is there anything wrong with coming here so late?" Come in and sit down for a while."

"Aunt Xiulian, no need. My mother asked me to bring some chicken to the village chief's grandfather. As he spoke, he took out a bowl of chicken from the basket and handed it over, Xia Qiaomu pointed to the remaining bowls in the basket and said, "Auntie, I still have a few that I haven't delivered." ”

Yang Xiulian, the daughter-in-law of Li Guozhu, the head of Taoli Village, married from Xinghua Village to Taozi Village not long ago, and met Xia Muhan and his family, who had just settled in the village. It was about ten years ago, when his father-in-law was rescued from bandits by Xia Muhan on the way home from the county seat, and after knowing that Engong had no place to stay, he invited Xia Muhan and Su to settle in Taoli Village, and asked the young people of the village to help them build thatched houses. Later, when she also saw that Su Shi had changed from a young lady who didn't know anything to a peasant woman like her, she was still very emotional.

Usually, Xia Muhan will send a copy to their family when he hits prey, and Yang Xiulian is not surprised. But when I saw Xia Cao, I still exclaimed, "Yo, is this Xia Cao?" Xiaocao, your illness is cured? ”

Su was afraid that Xia Cao would be looked at by the other people in the village because she was stupid, so she usually didn't let her go out, and there were not many people in the village who knew Xia Cao except for a few people who often came to their house. Therefore, most people know that Xia Muhan's family has a silly girl, but they don't know what she looks like.

"Auntie, I'm not sick now, I'm fine." Natsukusa replied mischievously.

"Remember to come to your aunt's house to play when you have time!" Yang Xiulian warmly invited Xia Qiaomu when he left. Yang Xiulian still likes to be friends with Xia Muhan's family in her heart, don't look at Xia Muhan's family now, she believes that as long as the time comes, their family will send it. On the one hand, Xia Muhan can read and write, and now there are few people in the village who can read and write, on the other hand, the chicken in his hand, although Yang Xiulian and her family are rich in the village, they can't have meat to eat every day, Xia Muhan always doesn't forget to give her father a copy when he has prey.

After leaving the village chief's house, Xia Cao found that her second brother was looking at her worriedly, and looked at Xia Qiaomu suspiciously. Xia Qiaomu opened his mouth to solve his doubts: "Aunt Xiulian is good at everything, she has a little big mouth, and your matter may spread throughout the village tomorrow." ”

"Spread it, spread it, so you don't have to explain without seeing a person." Xia Cao said nonchalantly. In ancient times, people couldn't surf the Internet, watch TV, and even reading books were entertainment that only the rich could do, and usually a few women sat together and gossiped about your family's, my family's, and his family's affairs, but also to add some entertainment.

The brothers and sisters sent chicken to Li Dashan, Li Lang and other families who were familiar with each other in turn. Xia Cao also took this opportunity to have a preliminary understanding of the basic situation of Taozi Village, and sadly found that except for a few families who were poorer than their families, their family's economic situation was almost at the bottom.

When he returned home, Xia Cao picked up a piece of chicken when he ate, the meat was delicate, and the delicious meat was in his mouth, and the troubles of having no money and no food at home also ran away. In the world of summer grass foodies, you have the strength to think about problems when you are full.

After a day of observation, Xia Cao also had a preliminary judgment on this home. Her father is the head of the family and has the right to make a decision, if his father doesn't agree to it, then you don't have to do it. His father is also responsible for earning money to support the family, her family has no land, and the basic livelihood comes from her father's hunting in the mountains and Su's embroidery subsidies. The mother basically doesn't take care of things, except for sewing clothes and washing clothes, the housekeeping of the family is all managed by the eldest brother, including diplomacy, which is also taken over by the eldest brother. Xia Qiaomu's family's internal affairs manager and diplomatic ambassador, when his father is no longer there, he manages the decision-making power of the family. The second brother is also a nanny, responsible for carrying water and chopping firewood and taking care of summer grass. Natsukusa found herself as if she was the most useless, and she didn't seem to have any other skills other than rolling and sprinkling.

After a full meal, Xia Cao found the eldest brother who was washing dishes outside the house, and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "Big brother, if you eat kudzu every day, you will get tired, do you think we can grind kudzu like flour, can we make buns and noodles?" ”

Xia Qiaomu stopped the movement in his hand, thinking to himself how could Kudzu be tired of eating, some of them are already good, how can my sister have this kind of problem, but when I want to make noodles and buns, it will be more delicious, it is estimated that my sister is greedy, I looked at my sister's pleading eyes, and said softly: "I don't understand it either, it stands to reason that it should be possible." ”

"But I don't know if it will work, I can only promise you to take ten kudzu roots to try, and more will not work." Xia Qiaomu added.

After getting the instructions of the eldest brother, Xia Cao happily found his second brother and tempted the second brother: "Second brother, do you want to eat steamed buns, big and fat buns, and hot noodles." ”

As soon as he heard the buns, Xia Maihe felt that his stomach was a little deflated, and he immediately came to his heart: "I want to eat, I want to eat, sister, do you have the money to buy it?"

"I don't have any money, but we can make kudzu into flour and wrap buns!" Natsukusa smiled as she pointed to Kudzu stacked in the corner.