Farmer's Wife Kyungsoo

Chapter 52 052 Pheasant Stewed Mushrooms 3
Yi Chengan turned his head: "Xiu Niang, I'm going to kill a chicken, don't look if you're afraid, I'll be fine soon."

"Drip all the chicken blood into a bowl with water, don't waste it," Jingxiu confessed.

Yi Chengan looked at the bowl in front of him, and really wanted to say that chicken blood should not be eaten.

But since the daughter-in-law was still angry, she didn't dare to ask, and she didn't want to be left or right. The daughter-in-law just wanted to give it to her.

Yi Chengwang happily stepped forward to help hold the pheasant's feet, but Jingxiu worried: "Chengwang, hold on to the rope tightly, and be careful not to let the pheasant's claws hurt you."

Yi Chengwang has a cool little head.

Yi Chengan raised the knife and dealt with the pheasant with one blow.

The pheasant was in pain, and struggled violently a few times, Yi Chengan hurriedly aimed the neck of the pheasant at the big bowl, and the blood flowed down.

Yi Chengwang held onto the pheasant's feet tightly, the blood was almost gone, and the pheasant didn't move at all.

Yi Chengan put the pheasant into the hot water basin, turned over, wet the chicken feathers, and then began to pluck the feathers while it was hot.

Jingxiu happily let go of Xiao Yuewen, carefully carried the chicken blood, and went back to the kitchen to coagulate the chicken blood.

"Put the offal in another bowl, don't throw it away."

Seeing that his daughter-in-law is very precious, Yi Chengan immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Jingxiu went back to the kitchen, added a little salt to the chicken blood, waited for the chicken blood to coagulate to make blood tofu, and put it in the chicken for a while to stew.

After finishing all this, he hurried back again, Yi Chengan had almost plucked the feathers of the chicken, and Jing Xiu went over to pick up the chicken offal.

"Go back to the front yard and do it."

"it is good."

Yi Chengan agreed, and followed Jingxiu with a wooden basin, and Yi Chengwang was holding a kitchen knife behind him. Jingxiu looked terrified, and hurriedly took the kitchen knife and took it into her hand.

How can a child play with a kitchen knife? It's too dangerous!
The two little guys were very dissatisfied with being empty-handed and unable to do anything, so they went back to the front yard.

Jing Xiu smiled and asked Xiao Yuewen to go to the kitchen and bring out another basin. She was going to wash the offal.

Xiao Yuewen ran in happily.

There is a big tank in the yard, Yi Chengan has already filled the tank with water last night.

In addition, there is also a smaller one in the kitchen, which is convenient for water.

Jingxiu asked Yi Chengwang to help fetch water, but Yi Chengan did it himself. The two children were too young, and Yi Chengan didn't want to accidentally hurt his wife.

In the yard, Yi Chengan washed the pheasant and slaughtered it into small pieces according to Jingxiu's request.

Jingxiu also quickly cleaned the chicken offal, cut it into small pieces and put them together for later use.

At this time, the mushrooms soaked just now were almost ready, and Jingxiu took the two little guys to clean them up quickly.

After killing chickens together, Jingxiu felt that she couldn't bear to be cold-hearted to Yi Chengan anymore, so she simply began to tease Yi Chengan generously.

"Chengan, do you have green onions, ginger and garlic cloves?"

"Yes, I'll get it right away."

Yi Chengan quickly brought green onions, ginger and garlic, cleaned them for Jingxiu and put them on the chopping board.

"Xiuniang, can you cook alone? I'll go to the field to see Niang and Chengyun."

"Go ahead, I'm fine."

"Brother, I can help sister-in-law light the fire." Yi Chengwang said.

"Brother, I can help too."

Yi Yuewen raised her little paw, Yi Chengan lovingly patted Yuewen's little head, and went out the door.

It was getting late, and after a while, Mrs. Yi Zhang and Yi Chengyun would be back, so Jingxiu decided to stew the pheasant first.

Put the blood tofu in the pot first.

Then remove the chicken pieces from the clean water, splash the water in a small pot, remove, rinse with warm water, and drain.

　Mumu would like to say something here, people in different places cook differently. If Mumu’s cooking method is different from that of Xiaocutie’s, or there is food that the cuties have never seen before, cuties can eat it. Point it out, don't criticize at will.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)