I killed, I really killed! Pang Xu carried a kitchen knife in one hand and a chicken in the other, constantly emphasizing.

"Damn, whether you kid will kill or not, if you can't do it, let me come" Liu Junhao waited for a long time and saw that he was rubbing the chicken neck with a kitchen knife, but he didn't start, and he was very impatient.

After tossing like this for a few minutes, it is estimated that the old hen was directly scared to death.

"Lao Tzu wanted to kill chickens back then, you were still wearing open crotch pants, let me see the real chicken killer today" Pang Xu gritted his teeth and raised the kitchen knife high under the gaze of the three people, "You come, you come, give you a chance to perform." Buddy recently believes in Lao Shi and taboos killing. ”

Liu Junhao almost fainted, "You won't kill a chicken and rush at a big-tailed wolf?" Waste everyone's feelings! "When I caught the hen just now, Pang Xu was still yelling and waiting for himself to do it, but who knew that it was a Xibao Sanyuan, which was useless.

"Hehe, buddy really hasn't killed chickens before, and the biggest feat is to trample two rats to death." Pang Xu was not embarrassed, and handed the hen over directly.

Liu Junhao raised the knife in his hand, and had already bled the hen, and then poured boiling water to remove the chicken feathers.

It used to be covered with chicken feathers, and they didn't realize what was different about this hen, but when the chicken feathers had faded, they were amazed, and all the grunts on the body were meat, and the two chicken legs were as thick as a child's arms.

This is a little fatter than the broiler chickens that people specially feed with feed, and even the top of the chicken's paws is very thick to the touch.

"I booked these two chicken feet for our family Xiaoli first, she likes chicken feet." Pang Xu saw that Liu Junhao was so handy, and he also squatted down to join in the fun.

"You like chicken feet" Xu Xiaoli glared at him embarrassedly, "Come and help me choose dishes, how can there be a guest like you,"

After the contents of the hen's belly are cleaned. Liu Junhao deliberately weighed it with a scale. Boy. Five pounds and two taels. It's really on par with nine catties of yellow.

With this hen. At noon, the local vegetables were already alive.

Liu Junhao originally wanted to cook and then call Professor Zhao and his wife over. Who knows his side hasn't started yet. I saw smoke coming out of the kitchen.

He hurriedly ran over to get Professor Zhao to cease fire. Luckily, the water was just boiled. The dish hasn't been cooked yet. It's also easy to turn off the fire.

This time, Liu Junhao didn't let Mr. Wang cook. Instead, he and Professor Zhao lit the fire alone. One person cooks. Quite tacitly cooperative.

To say that hens are delicious no matter what they do. However, Liu Junhao is good at stewing chicken. He felt that the hen meat was stewed after rotten. The broth tastes particularly fragrant with a lot of ingredients.

The big potatoes that Pang Xu got came in handy, peeled and put them directly in a large pot to stew with chicken, and he used a small pot to start stir-frying.

Although this hen has a large skeleton, it is still a tender chicken that is less than a year old, so it does not take much trouble to cook. After a while, the thick smell of chicken soup filled the kitchen, and the two people in the kitchen sucked their mouths a few times.

"Isn't it stewed chicken, so fragrant?" Pang Xu finally couldn't sit still in the courtyard, and leaned straight against the kitchen door and asked.

"Well, how is the buddy's craft?!" Liu Junhao smiled and lifted the lid of the pot, and suddenly the hot steam spewed out, and the fragrance in the kitchen became stronger.

I saw that the gurgling soup noodles were covered with a layer of yellow and clear chicken fat, and he took a chopstick and poked it gently: the flesh and bone were separated, and they were completely rotten.

Scoop a spoonful and taste the saltiness, and immediately the mouth is full of smoothness, and a feeling of thoroughness arises spontaneously.

"I'm also here to taste the saltiness" Pang Xu, a foodie, saw Liu Junhao's intoxicated appearance, and couldn't help but snatch the spoon, scooped up half a spoonful of the chicken soup in the pot, and praised it in his mouth while scalding it straight into his mouth.

"Dinner. "Liu Junhao started the meal, and immediately everyone went into the kitchen to help, and the meal was set up after dividing five by two.

Originally, Liu Junhao wanted to pour a glass of wine for each of them and say a few toasts, but Pang Xu, a foodie, had already pressed him on the table and said: "Everyone has been hungry for a long time, let's eat first, and we will drink for a while, drinking on an empty stomach is not good for your health"

The chicken is delicate and fragrant, the potatoes are smooth, and the soup is delicious. The people used chopsticks and spoons, and those who took spoons, and they all started a war against the bowl full of potatoes and stewed chicken.

After eating it, it was naturally a compliment, and Professor Zhao bluntly said that it was better than the pheasant meat last time.

Pang Xu was eating here, and he immediately remembered the more than 20 old hens in Liu Junhao's courtyard, and said that he would get one for him when he went back.

Liu Junhao hurriedly dispelled his thoughts, he still expected this old hen to lay eggs, if he really wanted to, wait for those little hens to grow up in the autumn and get him two, not now.

Scooping chicken soup and eating chicken, after a meal, they all felt comfortable in their stomachs, comfortable all over their bodies, and indescribably comfortable.

After eating, everyone sat in the yard and the topic did not leave the stewed chicken just now, and they all said that the reason why this hen may have eaten green worms and grasshoppers in the wild for a long time, so it will grow so big and the soup stewed will be so fragrant.

This is a real green food, Pang Xushi