At this moment, the chicken soup was also rolling, he opened the lid of the pot, and a burst of white mist spread out with the umami of the chicken soup, which induced Su Zhen, who rarely eats meat, to swallow his saliva.

It smells so good!

Chicken soup has this charm, don't put anything, and the clear soup and white water will not affect its fragrance.

Su Zhen hated Su Hang very much at the moment, he heard Su Hang say that Sister A's head was smashed by him.

The grandfather in the village also said that before Sister A's head was smashed, she would often go into the mountain and river to find food and come back for her mother to eat, but unfortunately when Sister A's head was smashed, he was only a few months old and didn't understand anything.

If Sister hadn't been smashed in the head by the black-hearted Su Hang, wouldn't he have grown so big that he couldn't eat meat at home once? Wan'er didn't even have the strength to stand up because she couldn't eat.

Su Hang must have smashed Sister A's head because Sister A was more capable than him and could find a lot of delicious food to come back!

Su Zhen was furious and threw a piece of wood into the stove hole, as if the piece of wood was Su Hang, staring at it being ignited and burned red.

Feng Jing glanced at Su Zhen, who didn't know why he suddenly sulked, and didn't care about him, the troubles of children are always confused, he was still angry one second, and the next second it was sunny.

And he has his own troubles now.

When he was a child, he lived a life of fine clothes and food, and a large group of people served him, so he didn't need to go down to the kitchen to cook by himself, as for the barbecue...... It was learned by force.

Now let him make soup, Feng Jing feels a little difficult.

But when Su Wu bought him, he said that he had to cook, and if he didn't cook, he would sell him, Feng Jing couldn't stand this feeling that he would be returned if he was very useless, and he could only bite the bullet at the moment.

He couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately Su Zhen, the kid, would be able to burn the fire, otherwise Feng Jing was really afraid that he would burn down the old man's tea shed.

Feng Jing prides himself on knowing how to eat, but those who can eat may not necessarily cook.

Now that I think about it, thanks to the fact that when he was in the Gu Mansion, he did help in the kitchen and watched the chef cook.

He remembered well, so he followed the example of the Gu Mansion chef and scooped out the oil layer floating on the surface of the soup and threw it away.

You should have to throw it all away, right?

The soup he had ever drunk didn't have that layer of gray, greasy bubbles.

After repeating this several times, finally there were no more large slices of bubbles in the soup, so Feng Jing cut a small piece of fresh ginseng, a small piece of astragalus, and a little angelica and threw it into the soup pot.

This is an iron pot, the water dries relatively quickly, he poked the chicken with a spatula, it was quite hard, and he added another scoop of water.

The soup boiled in the iron pot is definitely not as good as the casserole simmering slowly, but now that he is in a hurry, Feng Jing feels that the situation is good enough.

Before, he thought that he would have to eat dry food all the way, although the plum dried vegetable baked cake is much better than the steamed bun, but no one wants to treat his stomach badly.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of it, why didn't his plum dried vegetable baked cake have the fragrance in Su Wan's hand?

"Su Zhen, look at the pot, if there is less water, you add water, add water three more times, you just see if the chicken will be rotten by a gentle poke of the spatula, if it is not rotten, continue to add water to boil, if it is rotten, you add water again, and when the water boils, put these wild mountain mushrooms in the pot and stew together, then the fire does not need to be too strong, just low heat."

Feng Jing instructed that his energy could not be fully used on chicken soup, and he still had a barbecue task.

"Okay, Brother Feng." Smelling the chicken soup that was getting more and more fragrant, Su Zhen was full of energy.

Su Wu hid in the car and continued to open a crack in the curtain to observe secretly, watching Feng Jing let Su Zhen do the work, she didn't step forward to stop it.

She will provide them with good material conditions and living environment, but a team of people, as long as they have the ability to work, always share a little bit of work to do, she is capable, but there is no reason for her to do all the work alone.

Even if Su Zhen is young, he still has to work, burning the fire and guarding the pot is not a heavy job, Su Zhen did not feel that she was squeezing child labor, but let Su Zhen start from small things, so that he could develop the habit of diligence.

Even if she is a Xiu mother, she also has a job to do, that is, to take Su Wan.

As for Su Wan, she is only three years old, and she is not so perverted to let a three-year-old child work.

When Su Wan grows up and her body and bones are well raised, Su Wan will arrange things for her to do.

She saw that Feng Jing's soup was quite like that, and the taste of the chicken soup didn't smell bad, so she finally felt that this person didn't lose money.

Hey, Su Wu scratched her head, she didn't seem to spend any money to buy it, and she also collected dozens of copper plates.

Well, that is, it is not a loss to raise him.

After all, she bought two sets of clothes, shoes, and the things he asked to buy for Feng Jing, an ugly man, this man has to eat four cakes for one meal, and she has special abilities, otherwise she will definitely lose her kidney by raising this rice bucket.

While Su Wu was thinking about it, Feng Jing had already dismantled the raft that Su Wu had brought to pull things, and cut off the dry wood branches inside to make a pile.

It can be seen that he does have experience in making barbecue, so he did not light the fire first, but used a kitchen knife to cut more than ten knives on the back of the whole little wild boar, and also made four holes in the pig's body, so that the wooden stick could be inserted into it to be roasted on the stand.

Then he grabbed some powder from the spice packet that Su Wu gave him, sprinkled it on the pork, and gave the pig a full body massage.

Later, he used a smaller firewood stick to prop open the boar's abdomen and put the baby boar on the shelf.

That's when the fire was lit.

The barbecue didn't need to be kept staring at the tumbling, he concocted the rest of the rabbit and pheasant on the side, and hung them all aside and roasted them together.

Su Wu originally planned to go down after the food was all ready, but she found that Feng Jing did not take out the wild mountain fruits she picked back to use, how could she make barbecue without green oranges.

Only food can live up to it!

Su Wu put the quilt on Ah Xiu and Wan'er, and got out of the carriage.

Hearing the movement, Su Zhen turned his head and saw that Sister A actually got out of the car, and immediately put down the work in her hand and rushed over to help Su Wan, "Sister A, why did you get out of the car, your injury is so serious, you should rest for a while, you go back and rest, the soup will be boiled in a while." ”

Su Wan remembered that she was still pretending to be sick, and immediately sighed, but she didn't dare to pretend too much, but said weakly, "Zhen'er, Sister feels cold, so she wants to come out to roast the fire." ”

"What? Sister feels cold! ”

In the past, the people in the village said that people would feel cold before they died, Su Zhen was so frightened that he grinned and cried, "Sister, are you going to die, woo woo, I'll go find you a doctor!" ”

Where and where is this? Su Wu hurriedly comforted, "Zhen'er, the soup that Brother Feng asked you to boil contains ginseng and those traditional Chinese medicines, Sister will be much better if you drink it, don't worry, Sister will not die." ”