Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 405 Little Hui, Beggar Chicken
"Why did you take out everything in your backpack?"

"Why are you packing so many things? It's so heavy, I can't even lift it. I don't know, I thought you were world-weary and planned to be a savage here."

"If you are willing to stay here with me as a savage, being a savage is not bad."

"I do not want to!"

Xue Zhongyang's gaze sank, "Your words really hurt people!"

"It's a crime to be honest these days!"

"I can't say enough about you."

He glanced at the piles of wild vegetables and mushrooms on the ground, as well as the bright red juice that couldn't be named, and said, "You picked these?"

"Yes."

Xue Zhongyang was about to throw it, but when he saw a few fruits thrown out, Song Dezhi yelled, "Xue Zhongyang, what are you doing? I managed to pick them."

"Survival in the wild is the first rule. This kind of unknown wild fruit is absolutely inedible, especially mushrooms. Once they are poisonous mushrooms, we will die here. The corpses stink, and no one may find us."

Song Dezhi glanced at him contemptuously, "You think that everyone else is like you, a young master who doesn't distinguish grains and doesn't work hard! My grandfather and I were picking herbs on the mountain when we were four or five years old. These things They are all edible. If you are worried, I want to eat them later, and you can eat them after making sure they are not poisonous."

After speaking, Song Dezhi took a crimson fruit, wiped it with his hands, stuffed it into his mouth, bit it, and swallowed it.

Xue Zhongyang looked at her nervously, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Sure! No matter how stupid I am, I won't make fun of my own life."

Xue Zhongyang was still worried, and kept staring at her. Song Dezhi said, "Don't worry, I'm really fine. What I ate just now was called June Red. It's prickly prickly pear, fried in August..."

Xue Zhongyang tasted each one more, and then went to deal with the pheasants.

Xue Zhongyang handled the pheasant very skillfully, but he didn't look like a young master who didn't work hard and couldn't distinguish grains. Seeing that he wanted to kill the rabbit, Song Dezhi took the little hare from Xue Zhongyang's hand and held it in his arms. Blinking and blinking, he asked, "Eat the pheasant first. If it's enough, don't kill him? Look at it, it's so small, it doesn't have much meat, and it's not enough to fit between the teeth!"

This is a beautiful little gray rabbit with thick fur, fluffy, cute and warm.As soon as she held her in her arms, she couldn't bear to let go.

"Me and me, when you see a mouse, you always think that you really didn't eat it."

"Don't disgust me! I don't eat mice!"

"..."

"How cute, Sanjin will definitely like it if he sees it."

"Just play by yourself. It's only three catties. It's a wild rabbit, and it hasn't been vaccinated yet. I don't know if it's carrying the pathogen."

"This rabbit is very healthy. It has not been fed clenbuterol, and it does not breathe PM2 air every day. It eats green and pollution-free grass every day."

Seeing that she likes it, Xue Zhongyang showed pampering on his face, "If you like it, just keep it. If it's not enough to eat, I'll go out and catch some pheasants."

Song Dezhi couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, she hugged the little gray rabbit tightly, and said to Song Dezhi with a smile, "Zhong Yang, you are so kind!" The expression looked like a person who had gone through all kinds of hardships and finally got candy. child.

It's just a rabbit. See how happy she is.However, Xue Zhongyang was still warmed by the sentence, "You are so kind".

Song Dezhi squatted on the ground, lowered his head, and gently stroked the smooth hair of the little hare.She looked focused and serious, and her face was full of joy and joy. Xue Zhongyang thought to himself: It seems right to take her out for an outing.

Otherwise, if she wasn't driven crazy by the test and interview, he would also have mental problems.

"Little Gray Rabbit, can I call you Xiaoxue from now on?"

Xiaoxue?

Follow his last name? !
Xue Zhongyang said hastily, "It's not my child, why is he also surnamed Xue? To the rabbit, Xiaoxue Xiaoxue every day, have you asked me how I feel?"

Song Dezhi glared at him fiercely, "I named the rabbit, not you. Why do I ask you how you feel? It's inexplicable!"

"Because my surname is Xue."

"There are too many people surnamed Xue in the world. Besides, your surname is Huo Hao."

Didn't she want to commemorate the little gray rabbit that Xue Zhongyang caught for her, but he didn't appreciate it at all.

"Or call me Yang Yang."

Xue Zhongyang was not satisfied with these two names, "Let's call her Xiao Hui. Look, his hair is gray!"

"Xiao Xue or Yang Yang, choose one of the two, which one do you choose?"

He doesn't want to choose both, okay?

"There seems to be something wrong with the few fruits I ate just now, and I feel dizzy. I'll go and lie down in it. You can eat the kaoshan chicken yourself."

Song Dezhi looked at the two pheasants whose legs and feet were bound, their combs were bright red, and their eyes were full of embarrassment. He was dumbfounded for a moment. Damn, she only knows how to eat.

"How do I roast it? Hey, you haven't lit a fire for me yet. Should I smash him to death and roast him, or roast him alive? Which way is more delicious?"

"Before roasting, the chicken needs to be processed, the hair is plucked, and the internal organs are dug out."

"I won't!"

Xue Zhongyang lay silent in the tent.

Song Dezhi put down the little rabbit, and bravely dealt with the two pheasants, but the pheasants are not domestic chickens, so they are not so easy to deal with. She dared to stretch out her hand, but her hand was stabbed, "Ah, it hurts." !"

Song Dezhi and the two pheasants stared at each other, and finally Song Dezhi grabbed his headache and cried, "Okay, I'll be called Xiao Hui. Hurry up and deal with the pheasants, I'm so hungry." , I'm about to starve to death!"

"I also think Xiao Hui's name is good."

Xue Zhongyang came out of the tent with a refreshed expression and a smug smile on his lips, "Are you feeling better?"

"Okay! Maybe I'm tired, just take a rest for a while."

"Xue Zhongyang, I knew you were pretending. I have eaten those fruits for many years, and they are fine. You stingy man!"

In order to stop him, he said seductively, "Have you tried my cooking skills? You know that I am good at cooking food, right? So, shut up obediently and stop talking. I will tell you later Try Xue’s Beggar Chicken I made!”

After climbing the mountain for so long, Song Dezhi was already hungry. When she heard that there was delicious food, her eyes lit up.

She has long known that Xue Zhongyang's cooking skills are very good.The same ingredients can always produce unusual tastes in his hands.

It's just that Xue Zhongyang is usually too busy to cook.

Today is a rare opportunity, Song Dezhi certainly did not dare to offend this great god.

"I shut up, I shut up!"

Xue Zhongyang handled the chicken skillfully, plucked the feathers, dug out the internal organs, and washed them with mountain spring water.Then marinate the two pheasants with the adjusted seasoning.

"And then put it on the fire, right?"

Xue Zhongyang shook his head, "How can it be that simple? You have to wrap it in lotus leaves and mud!"

Xue Zhongyang dug some soil and live mud beside the mountain spring, and Song Dezhi volunteered, "I'll do it, I used to play with mud when I was young."

"it is good."

Xue Zhongyang handed over the job to her to deal with the chickens.After the chicken was marinated, he took out the lotus leaf wrapped in plastic wrap and hugged the chicken.

"I'm still wondering, what do you use the lotus leaves for? They are used to make beggar's chicken."

"I have spent a lot of effort to make you happy. You should treat me better in the future!"

"Am I not good enough for you?"

"Okay, even better!"

"greedy!"

"You can be more greedy for me!"

Xue Zhongyang wrapped another layer of mud on the lotus leaves, and Song Dezhi suddenly said, "I read Jin Yong's martial arts novels, and the beggar chicken of Hong Qigong, the leader of the beggar gang, seems to not pluck their hair."

In fact, real beggar chickens do not need to be plucked.

Wrapped with a thick layer of wet mud, put it on the fire and bake it until the mud cracks and falls to the ground, and the roast chicken is ready.But this practice only appears in martial arts novels.

Modern beggar chickens don't do that.

"Don't you think it's dirty if you don't dispose of the chicken feathers and internal organs?"

"Uh...it's pretty disgusting."

"Then it's over."

The processed beggar chicken is placed on the bonfire, and the pheasant is slowly and evenly rotated, starting a long and expectant roasting journey.

Song Dezhi stared at it with bright eyes, and asked after a while, "Are you ready?"

"no!"

"Why is it not good?"

"I'm sorry that I don't have an oven, so the baking is slow. The oven is not easy to bring, and there is no electricity, so I didn't bring it."

Song Dezhi thought of Xue Zhongyang with the oven, so he accepted his incompetence.This is too inconsistent, "No, I still want natural and original roasting."

The sky darkened little by little, the moon rose slowly, and the woods turned blue,
Song Dezhi and Xue Zhongyang sat on the ground, not feeling scared at all.

She focused her eyes on the beggar pheasant that was gradually emitting a tempting aroma.

In the air, in addition to the aroma, there is also a touch of warmth.

"It's so fragrant, isn't it about to be baked?"

"Well, I'm waiting for 5 minutes."

"it is good."

Song Dezhi's heart suddenly ached, and she frowned quietly. She clutched her chest in pain. Xue Zhongyang saw it and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

It's in the wilderness here, if she feels uncomfortable, Xue Zhongyang is helpless.

"It's okay, suddenly... my heart..."

"how?"

"I can't tell. I just feel distressed for a while, and then I'll be fine."

I also had this feeling when Xue Zhongyang had an accident, as if something bad happened again.Song Dezhi didn't say it out, such an unfounded thing, speaking out, just made Xue Zhongyang worry.

The two of them managed to break free from the mundane world, and lived a simple and comfortable life here temporarily for one night. Song Dezhi didn't want to spoil this beautiful atmosphere.

The wet mud wrapped on the beggar's chicken was dried by the fire and fell off one after another. The smell of the chicken became stronger. "It smells so good!"

"Little greedy cat!"

"Can you eat?"

"Okay."

"I want to eat a whole chicken."

"I'll give you both! You've eaten enough, you don't want to eat any more, and I'll give you the rest."

Song Dezhi's face was slightly flushed, and his heart was full of sweetness, "You have one, I have one!"

(End of this chapter)