Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 139

In the backyard, He Xiao looked at the big rooster and got into trouble again.

He is not very good at cooking, and he can cook and eat well.

After thinking about it, he went to the middle courtyard again.

He Daqing was sighing, when he saw He Xiao walking over.

A little curious in his heart, he asked, "Sun... He Xiao, looking for me?"

"Well, I want to trouble you with something, can you fry chicken?"

He Daqing froze for a moment, then nodded.

Not to mention fried chicken, stewed chicken, fried chicken, stewed chicken, as long as it is chicken, he can do it all.

Back then in the capital, he was number one, but unfortunately now he is old and can't do it anymore.

"Then Cheng, teach me how to fry chicken, how about I treat you to chicken?"

He Daqing stood up without hesitation.

"This fried chicken is actually very simple, first look at the marinade, second look at the heat..."

He Daqing took the lead and walked towards the backyard.

He Xiao followed behind, listening curiously.

"Third look at the chicken, by the way, have you cleaned up the chicken?"

Stepping into the backyard, the old man turned around and took a look, well, he didn't even kill the chicken.

Looking back at He Xiao, He Daqing said depressedly: "I'm so old, you won't let me kill you for you?"

"How can it be."

That being said, He Xiao was a little apprehensive looking at the live rooster.

He has eaten a lot of chicken, but he has never experienced killing a chicken.

First he brought a chair for the old man, then He Xiao took a kitchen knife and walked up to the rooster.

Looking at the big living cock in front of him, he felt helpless.

"Cuckoo..."

The big rooster raised its head and stared at He Xiao vigilantly.

"First pluck the hair from the neck of the chicken, and then cut the blood with a knife. By the way, put the chicken blood in a bowl, so don't waste it."

He Daqing was sitting on one side of the courtyard, seeing that He Xiao hadn't moved, he called out.

Just as he was about to continue talking, he heard someone coming from outside.

Turning around to look, the person who came was still an acquaintance, in the bangs in the backyard.

"Hey, big brother, when did you come back?"

The second uncle was surprised when he saw He Daqing, and he walked over quickly.

"Last night, He Xiao brought me back."

"Okay, okay, big brother, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, it's really not easy."

The two were talking about the old days, and when they thought of the past, they both sighed.

On the opposite side, He Xiao became cruel.

He pinched the chicken's neck, plucked the feathers, and then gave it a good lick.

"Cuckoo..."

Throwing it to the south, the big rooster thumped a few times and then fell silent.

"Oh, you prodigal child, chicken blood, chicken blood is wasted."

He Daqing slapped his thighs straight at the sight, and was busy chatting with Liu Haizhong, but forgot to tell his grandson.

"A little chicken blood, if it is wasted, it will be wasted."

He Xiao didn't care either.

He walked over and picked up the big cock to have a look, and found that it was dead.

Throwing it into an enamel basin, he returned to the small kitchen in front of the house and boiled water.

It's too troublesome to deal with the chickens, they have to be killed and plucked. He kind of misses the vegetable market in later generations. He buys chickens and tidies them up for you.

After a while, the water boiled, and He Xiao took the pot and poured it directly on the rooster.

"It smells really bad."

As soon as the hot water was poured, there was an unpleasant smell immediately, which was very fishy, ​​and he quickly backed away.

Frowning, he was about to pluck the hair when he saw Qin Jingru walking in from the outside.

He Xiao's heart moved, the free labor force just came, he walked over with the kettle in his hand.

"Second uncle, have you seen Xu Damao these days?"

When Liu Haizhong saw Qin Jingru, he immediately had a headache.

He quickly waved his hands and said sincerely:
"Jingru, I haven't seen him for several days. If I knew where Xu Damao is, I would have told you sooner."

Qin Jingru felt a little discouraged, this old rooster really knows how to hide.

Gritting her teeth, she was about to go back when she saw He Xiao walking over.

"He Xiao, what's the matter? Is there something wrong?"

"Hey, no, I haven't killed a chicken, are you free? Can you help me?"

He Xiao was also polite, and reached out and pointed into the enamel basin.

"to make."

Qin Jingru didn't shirk, walked over, rolled up her sleeves and sat down.

She came from the countryside, so it's not a problem to kill chickens and ducks.

Taking the kettle from He Xiao's hand, she drenched the cock thoroughly, and then plucked the hair.

As soon as she went down, she took off a large piece.

"You're really quick at what you do."

He Xiao looked very satisfied, thinking about it, his heart suddenly moved.

Qin Jingru happens to be out of work right now, and he is quick to do things. Isn't this a ready-made fried chicken candidate?

It is the relationship with the Jia family, which is a bit too close.

Shaking his head, he decided to take a look.

After plucking the hair, Qin Jingru took it and rinsed it again, and then she pulled out the internal organs of the chicken.

He Xiao took a bowl from the house, and put chicken livers, chicken hearts, etc. into it separately.

The rooster weighed six catties, and the kidneys of the two chickens were quite big. He carried it into the house and put it in the refrigerator.

"Help me cut it again."

After cleaning up, He Xiao didn't let Qin Jingru go, but continued to instruct her.

"to make."

It was getting late, and Qin Jingru didn't expect to find Xu Damao today, so he agreed.

"Grandpa, come over and give me some guidance to see how big the fried chicken should be cut."

He Xiao called He Daqing over again.

With two people, one guiding and one operating, He Xiao was free.

After working for a while, he took a closer look, and the old man was teaching Qin Jingru the seasoning sauce.

"He Xiao, what are you doing?"

"Alas."

He Xiao felt goosebumps all over his body.

It sounded like he was pinching his throat.

Looking back, Huai Hua was looking inside curiously.

"What about making fried chicken?"

"fried chicken?"

Huaihua swallowed her saliva, and knew it was delicious after hearing it.

After brushing the ends of her hair, she lowered her voice subconsciously and said, "He Xiao, it will be ready later, can I have a taste?"

"Hey, can you talk normally?"

He Xiao touched his arm, covered with goosebumps.

"you……"

Huai Hua immediately blushed.

Seeing He Xiao's disgusted look, she stomped her feet, turned her head and left.

After returning to the back room, seeing Qin Huairu in the room, Huaihua immediately complained.

"Mom, I'm quitting. Then He Xiao is a little fool who doesn't understand anything. I'm quitting. I don't want someone like him."

"what happened?"

Qin Huairu was somewhat puzzled.

She put down the things in her hand and looked back at her daughter.

White dress, red sandals, long hair fluttering...

Coupled with Sophora Hua's age in her 20s, let alone others, she looked very rare.

"He Xiao, didn't he look at you more?"

"No."

Sophora Blossom bit her lip with an expression of dissatisfaction.

She bought this dress for 35 yuan in a department store.

As soon as she put it on, she loved herself so much when she looked at herself in the mirror. Who would have thought that people wouldn't even bother to take a second look.

(End of this chapter)