The Rise of the Ranch King

Chapter 273 272. Authentic Lin’s Roast Duck
While admiring the scenery of the lake and mountains, he approached the island in the center of the lake.

There is a large group of mallards looking for food on the shore of the island. They seem not to be aware of the threat in the distance and are still leisurely looking for food and playing in the water on the island.

Lin Feng parked the boat about fifty meters away from the island shore, for fear of disturbing these highly alert little guys.

So he quietly set up his crossbow on the boat and slowly aimed at a mallard that was drinking water by the lake.

Just when he was about to pull the trigger, the mallard suddenly raised its head and looked in his direction warily.

Lin Feng was shocked, but he quickly released the trigger without any hesitation!
There was a soft sound of "Whoosh", and the arrow shot towards the mallard like a meteor.

However, the mallard's reaction speed was beyond his expectation. It flapped its wings suddenly, and the arrow almost missed its feathers and flew past.

Lin Feng secretly cried out that it was a pity that he rarely missed his target.

He nocked the arrow again and prepared for the second shot.

This time he chose his target more carefully, and a mallard duck taking a leisurely walk on the island came into his sight.

It was the first time for Lin Feng to see so many ducks flying in the sky. To be honest, he was shocked.

Wayne was extremely perceptive and soon caught the arrow back.

At the same time, he opened the door to the small world, released Wayne, and put the duck in.

One person and one dog headed towards the small woods not far away. Wayne knew what he was doing, so he kept quiet and sniffed the ground in front of him.

Looking at it tiptoeing, Lin Feng couldn't help but want to laugh. He had to say that this guy was indeed a very good partner.

One was definitely not enough, so Lin Feng rowed the boat to the shore of the island in the middle of the lake, anchored it, and then got off the boat with tools to pursue the prey.

The same goes for shooting white-tailed deer in the woods before. Only wild boars can stay strong in the face of crossbow arrows.

The mallard struggled and fell to the ground, dying.

They were all shot through the heart with one arrow. The mallard's small body could not withstand the power of the crossbow arrow, and he still had to find the arrow he had just shot.

After killing one, the rest scattered like frightened birds.

In theory, this animal can migrate, but it gradually lost this instinct after being kept in captivity.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and then slowly released the trigger.

There was only a "bang" sound, and the duck fell down.

Lin Feng waved his hand gently, and Wayne rushed out and took the duck back.

After a while, the mallards, who felt that the danger had disappeared, appeared again. The memories of these guys seemed to be as good as those of fish.

Suddenly a large group of ducks took to the air and flew towards the Jingjing Lake.

His luck seemed much better this time, as the arrow accurately hit the mallard's body.

Lin Feng held his breath, aimed at a fat one and pulled the trigger.

Lin Feng touched Wayne's forehead and planned to reward him later.

When he arrived at the forest, he chose a spot, hid in the grass, and quietly waited for the opportunity.

In fact, there is no need to change places, those ducks can still come back.

But in order to save time, Lin Feng went to the lake to pursue them. Using the same operation as before, he caught two more and threw one of them to Wayne to satisfy his craving.

Instinct is restored best when eating game, and the Caucasian dog starts to bite like a wolf.

After less than half an hour of hunting, Lin Feng harvested four plump mallards.

Now I am satisfied and ready to go back to taste the delicious food.

After returning home, he cleaned up the mallard. The process was quite bloody, but it was something Lin Feng had become accustomed to after living on the ranch for a year.

During the "dissection", the heart of a duck was still beating. It was not known why, but the kitchen knife quickly solved its pain. Then he took out the oven.

He plans to cook the mallards in the traditional roasting method, smearing the skin with a special sauce and placing them in a preheated oven.

The tempting aroma gradually came from the oven.

Lin Feng smelled the fragrance and was full of expectations.

After a while, he opened the oven door and took out the golden delicious food.

The skin of the roast duck is crispy and delicious, and the meat is tender and juicy.

Lin Feng couldn't wait to tear off a small piece and taste it. It was very fragrant, really fragrant.

He nodded with satisfaction. He didn't know how to slice duck, so it was quite fun to cut it open and eat it directly, just like the way primitive people eat it.

Of course I can't eat alone, my parents are still in the vegetable garden.

He packed the four roast ducks, brought the seasonings, patted some garlic cucumbers, stuffed a few cans of beer into the bag, and went out towards the vegetable garden.

Feel like a delivery boy.

There were still twenty meters across the vegetable garden, and I heard my father's storytelling first. It was probably about the Three Heroes and Five Righteousness, which was what he liked to hear the most.

My mother was sitting outside basking in the sun, and was surprised to see her son coming carrying large and small bags.

"What are you doing, son?" Mom asked.

Lin Feng pointed behind him, "Your takeout has arrived, Ms. Zhang."

My mother suddenly became happy, knowing that her son was bringing delicious food, and she quickly got up to help unload the goods.

Dad heard the noise and walked out of the house. He heard the sound of beer cans in his bag colliding with each other, and knew that he was in for a treat at noon.

After entering the house and opening the bag, the aroma of roast duck filled the entire cabin.

My mother was surprised and said: "Roast duck? Where did you buy it, son?"

Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "Where can I buy something that I don't know about and I don't have a store? I made it myself."

Lin Feng said as he took it out.

"Garlic cucumber!" Dad exclaimed.

He couldn't wait to open the can of beer and drank it with the cucumber.

Mom’s attention is all on the roast duck because it’s so fragrant!

Suddenly thinking of something, Lin Feng quickly asked his father to stop drinking because he had to go to a driving school in the afternoon!
Feeling deeply regretful, my father had no choice but to put down the beer can with a look of reluctance, which made my mother laugh.

"This roast duck looks really good. How did you make it, son?" Mom asked curiously.

Lin Feng smiled and explained the process of making roast duck, and also mentioned his experience of hunting mallards on the island in the middle of the lake.

When he told the story, he described the scene vividly and vividly, as if he was actually there.

Mom and dad listened with gusto. They ate delicious roast duck, listened to storytelling, and enjoyed their leisure time at noon.

"The roast duck is more delicious than the ones sold outside." Dad was full of praise.

My mother nodded again and again, "Yes, we can often eat the delicious food made by my son in the future."

In fact, as long as you work hard, you won't have to worry about not having good food in the ranch life.

Lin Feng felt very happy when he saw his parents' satisfied expressions.

He feels that being able to cook delicious food for his family is a very happy thing.

(End of this chapter)