Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 60 The Golden Pheasant
Jin Ju came back after her, and also squeezed over to look at it, "The feathers of this chicken seem to be golden. I heard that the common golden pheasant has different colors of chicken feathers. Why does this one look different, but this chicken If you sell it in the morning market, it will definitely fetch a good price."

Damei didn't notice the difference in the chicken feathers at first, but after she reminded her, she also noticed, "That's right, I didn't care if you don't tell me, oh, it seems that the sun shines on it."

Jinju looked carefully again, then shook her head, "No, its hair is golden, not because of the sun, we are standing in different positions."

Caiyun wanted to reach out to touch it, but was stopped by Damei, "Caiyun, you don't know this chicken well, don't touch it, it will hurt if you touch it!"

Mu Xiang took the scale and was about to weigh all the chrysanthemums. As soon as she came out of the house, she saw the three of them watching the golden pheasant, and said funnyly: "Isn't it just a pheasant? There is nothing to look at, and you don't look at it." See what time it is now, don't you need to go back and cook?"

"Oh, that's right, I have to go back and cook," Damei hurriedly turned her head away and stopped looking at the chicken. She was even more worried that her brother and father would not be cooking at home, so she hurried to pick up the two baskets she had brought. , to help Muxiang weigh the scales together.

Jin Ju didn't watch either, she couldn't go back too late, otherwise her mother wouldn't let her go out.

The two of them weighed the things and did not take cash, but changed to the method of bookkeeping. Mu Xiang promised them that they would settle the bill every five days, which would be easier to calculate.

Before leaving, Mu Xiang picked a wild duck for Jin Ju.The farmers are very honest, and although they are all poor, they are very generous in giving.

Jinju was not polite either, she just said that if she got something good one day, she would also give it to Mu Xiang, anyway, it was more cordial to see each other when she looked up and down.

After both of them had left, Mu Xiang went back to the kitchen to light the fire and prepare the noodles. The noodles she rolled two days ago were not finished, so she put them aside to dry.She thought it was a good idea, and when she was free someday, she would make more noodles.

Before the water boiled, she went to the field to have a look again, fearing that the short-sighted animals would trample the vegetable seedlings.

Hei Bao didn't seem to like that pheasant very much, one squatted at the door of the kitchen, occasionally raised his small eyes, and looked at the middle pheasant.

On the contrary, Mu Lang liked it very much. He twitched his chin and looked curious, "Second sister, why is its hair golden, its tail is so long, and its cock comb is so big, look at it. This bunch of feathers is so beautiful!" As he said this, he wanted to stretch out his hand to touch it, but the feathers on the cockscomb were so beautiful, standing tall, like wearing a tall hat.

Caiyun pulled his hand back and warned: "Didn't you listen to Jinju and the others? The pheasant is very naughty. Look at its mouth, it is so sharp. If you bite it, it will definitely bleed. Remember, don't touch it. Do you hear me? When the eldest sister comes back, ask her again to see if she wants to sell it, just now sister Da Mei also said that this chicken can be sold for a lot of money, and then I can buy slow meat for Mu Lang."

Hearing that there was meat to eat, Mu Lang was overjoyed, "Well, after selling it, there is meat to eat."

A listless golden pheasant, for some reason, suddenly turned its head to stare at the colorful cloud. It was looking, but it was still very focused. Its black bean-like eyes narrowed slightly, as if it could understand human speech.

Mu Xiang just came in at this time, and heard their discussion, she didn't make a statement, she just said to raise it first, and then talk about it later.

After walking around the mountain for a day, Mu Xiang was also tired, so before they had dinner, they burned the kang and started to bake chrysanthemums.Mu Xiang pondered, the chrysanthemums will wither in about ten days, and they only need to persist for another ten days. After the season is over, they will be gone if they want to pick them.

After dinner, she and Caiyun boiled hot water again, and the wild game that came back was all dead, with an arrow piercing through the heart, and the weather was sweltering, so they definitely couldn't wait until tomorrow to clean up, so they had to cut open the skin overnight, and then pickled it with salt. superior.

This job is a little bloody, Caiyun dare not do it, but Muxiang doesn't care, she was a killer in her previous life, killing people is nothing, peeling some wild game, can it be difficult to stop her?
Just as she was about to make a move, someone knocked on the door, before she could ask a question, Wang Xi's voice came from outside the door.

It turned out that after Wang Xi returned home, Grandma Wang cleaned up the prey. His mother said while doing it, these things should be done overnight, otherwise the taste will change tomorrow. He was worried that Mu Xiang would not dare to do this, so he did not hesitate I ran to take a look, anyway, the door of her house was not open to anyone, as long as no one came to look for it, there would be no one to see her.

Caiyun opened the door and let him in.The first time Wang Xi entered the yard, he saw Mu Xiang holding a kitchen knife, as if he was about to strike, but he didn't know where to strike.

He walked over with a smile, "I know you don't know how to clean up. Let me do it. You can boil more water later. The pheasant feathers need to be scalded for a while before they fall off." He went hunting in the mountains when he was a teenager. These things are naturally out of the question.

Where to cut the knife and how to peel the skin without hurting the fur are all very knowledgeable.

Mu Xiang originally wanted to learn a thing or two from him, but when she saw him cut open his stomach and clean up those intestines, she still couldn't help but stop.

This is the difference between murder and dissection. To kill, you only need to die, and you need to make up a few knives if you don't die. But this dissection is not scary, but disgusting.

Half an hour later, the game was packed and packed in a large wooden basin.Wang Xi wiped off his sweat, stood up and supported himself, "Okay, these are all done, I can't help you with the rest of the work."

Mu Xiang saw that he was sweating from exhaustion, so she hurriedly poured a cup of tea for him, "No need, I can do the rest, thank you so much, if you didn't come to help, none of us would I don't know how long it will take to finish it! How about this, I'll invite you to come over for dinner when the wild game is marinated that day." She never thought that Wang Xi would come to help, and he must be very tired after climbing the mountain road all day.When she said that she wanted to invite him to dinner, it was from her heart. She was like this. If someone treats her kindly, she will also pay him back.As for whether Wang Xi had other thoughts about her, she really didn't think about that. There were so many things at home, one after another, how could she have extra time to think about those things.Furthermore, although Wang Xiren is nice, she is definitely not the type she likes.

When Wang Xi heard that Mu Xiang wanted to invite him to dinner, he wanted to refuse, but the words rolled to his lips and retracted, and finally he just nodded slightly.It was getting late, he drank the water in the glass and went home.

(End of this chapter)