Jiaohua

Chapter 304: Do You Drink Chicken Soup?
The meals were all ready, and the old hen was boiled into a pot of fragrant chicken soup.

Zhi Changle came to call for someone.

The cellar was very quiet, Xia Zhaoyi was fascinated by the candlelight, while Lu Qianhai could not speak without speaking.

Zhi Changle came down and stood on the wooden ladder, and called again: "Ali?"

Xia Zhaoyi looked up and nodded, "Yes."

She stood up, put away the confession on the table, and blew out all the candles on the wall, leaving only half of the table.

When he stepped on the wooden ladder and left, Lu Qianhai said, "I thought you were going to say something again, so I just left."

Xia Zhaoyi paused, turned his eyes to look, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Lu Qianhai looked disdainful.

"Do you want chicken soup?" Xia Zhaoyi asked again.

"Heh." Lu Qianhai smiled.

"Don't laugh," Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, "I'll bring it later, you watch me eat."

"Don't, don't!" Zhi Changle's eyes lit up, "You don't make much noise when you eat, I'll take over this matter, Lao Tong and I eat fiercely, and Lao Tong and I will take turns eating here in the future! Gobble it up, you won't kill him! "

Lu Qianhai frowned, raised his head and stared angrily.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled, stepped down from the wooden ladder, and looked at Lu Qianhai.

"Do you know how to make this old chicken soup?" She returned to the table, sat down and smiled, "The old hen raised at home is the fattest, first use hot water to remove the chicken blood, and then use a degreaser to remove the blood." Method Remove the fat under the skin of the chicken, wash it and take it out, pour a little oil in the pot, wait for the pot to heat up, first put garlic, chives, tangerine peel, star anise, ginger slices, etc., with cooking wine and salt Essence, sugar, or sauce are fried together, the aroma must have been smelled by Lord Lu, right?"

Lu Qianhai looked ugly and clenched his fists.

"After frying, add water, and then we prepare various raw materials. According to your own preferences, you can put donkey-hide gelatin, longan, mulberry, wolfberry, pitted dates, or mushrooms, angelica, ganoderma, gastrodia elata, radish, yam ..." Xia Zhaoyi said as he stretched out his other finger, counting one, two, three, four, five.

"... There are so many ways to make chicken soup. These ingredients can be placed outside the old hen, or stuffed into the belly of the chicken, and then simmered over a low fire. The rotten chicken, the tender chicken skin, When you bite it, how wonderful the aroma of the delicious chicken leaves between your lips and teeth, and the refreshing and moist taste of the hot and fragrant chicken soup, Master Lu, do you remember?"

Zhi Changle swallowed at the side: "Ali, I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry too," Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, got up and smiled, "Then let's go eat."

"Mmmm, let's go!"

Lu Qianhai watched them leave with trembling hands.

When the cellar door was closed, he seemed to smell the aroma of chicken soup, and then his stomach grumbled, feeling very hungry.

When his body and mind slowly recovered from the unbearable torment, the cellar door was opened again.

Lu Qianhai raised his head.

A middle-aged strong man that he had never seen before came down, holding a large bowl of rice and a large bowl of soup in his hands. The fragrant rice was filled with vegetables and meat, and a fat chicken leg was exposed in the large bowl of thick soup. .

Lu Qianhai was going crazy, and looked at him in horror.

Old Tong strode forward, put two large bowls crisply, and without saying a word, opened the stool and sat down to eat.

After staying in the barracks for a long time, he scrambled to be the first to eat and devoured food. Now that he encountered delicious food, he was even more chomping, chewing loudly, with the sound of saliva, and every sound stimulated Lu Qianhai.

Having experienced the eerie darkness in Chuifangzhuang and the humiliation in the carriage, and now being tortured like this again, Lu Qianhai's eyes became sore again, and tears of resentment and unwillingness rolled down his face.

Fortunately, he was facing the wall, and fortunately, that rude man only cared about eating and didn't look at him at all.

But why did you do this to him?
why? !

Lu Qianhai gritted his teeth and cried more and more with grief and indignation.

This evil boy, are you a devil?

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With the reform of the central government system and the frequent shortage of supplies in various places, the local government government has been urging people to come to Beijing like crazy, and the six departments have been crazy about all kinds of affairs.

Jiang Ping was so exhausted that he couldn't breathe. On the way back home, he almost fell asleep in the bumpy and uncomfortable sedan chair.

When he finally got home, he strode towards his yard as soon as he entered the mansion, just wanting to sleep quickly.

The servants and maids I met on the road were all respectful and polite, but when I was about to reach my compound, a figure suddenly rushed out and knelt in front of him, crying bitterly: "Master, help me, master!!!"

Jiang Pingdai has already returned to his own yard. The rule in the house is that there is no dinner when Jiang Pingsheng is not around, but Jiang Pingdai is used to living in the backyard, and now he is eating a chicken leg.

It's so fragrant, I can't bear to finish it.

Suddenly there was movement outside, Jiang Pingdai was overjoyed, did the big head come back?
He hurriedly got up and opened the door, and was taken aback for a moment.

Jiang Pingsheng was still wearing an official uniform, standing at the gate of the courtyard, followed by the servants of the Jiang family, several torches were brightly lit, reflecting Jiang Pingsheng's angry face.

"You bastard! What good deed have you done!" Jiang Pingsheng angrily reprimanded.

Jiang Pingdai was still biting the chicken leg, and asked in a daze, "What?"

Over there, Mrs. Zhuang and several aunts were rushing over, and Mrs. Zhuang stepped forward panting, "Master, what happened?"

"Tie him up!" Jiang Pingsheng pointed, "Where's his servant? Tied up too!"

"Master, Datou just came back in the afternoon and went out again not long after. He is not at the mansion right now." A servant said.

"Then wait at the door and tie him up when he comes back." Jiang Pingsheng said.

"Yes, sir."

Several servants walked towards Jiang Pingdai, and one of them was still holding a thick twisted rope.

Jiang Pingdai panicked: "No, big brother, there must be a reason for you to tie me up, right? What's the matter with you? I think I've been honest these days, I didn't even go to the casino!"

"Father," a teenager came running with his followers, "Father, what's the matter?"

"Mu'er," Zhuang shi pulled the young man back, "it's none of your business, don't worry about it."

"Mu'er, tell me quickly!" Jiang Pingdai yelled with his hands behind his back, being wrapped around his body by several servants, "Tell my brother not to do this! This is not the rule!"

"Father?" The boy looked at Jiang Pingsheng, "What's wrong with Second Uncle, no matter what, you can't tie him like this?"

"He knows what he did!" Jiang Pingsheng said, "Lock him up and watch him, and don't let him go without my permission!"

"Yes!" The servants responded.

"Brother, I really didn't count! I didn't do anything!" Jiang Pingdai jumped, "Let me go, let me go soon! Tell me, what did I do?"

"Yeah, father, please make it clear," Jiang Mu said, "You can't tie up the second uncle for no reason like this."

"Hire murderer, do you think it should be tied?" Jiang Pingsheng said, turning around with a flick of his sleeves, "I don't want to see this bastard anymore!"

"What kind of hired murderer! I didn't, I didn't!" Jiang Pingdai died of anxiety.

But Jiang Pingsheng did not look back, and left without hesitation.

When the figure walked away, Jiang Pingdai turned his head and gave a "bah" and glared angrily at the servants: "I see who dares to touch me! I won't be able to beat you to death in the future!"

After cursing, he turned around, kicked the half-open door open, sat down on the bed, and uncomfortably squeezed his tightly bound body.

At first, he thought it was the discovery of those things before, but now that he has hired murderers to kill people, Jiang Pingdai feels a little relieved in his heart.

However, he couldn't understand Jiang Pingsheng's character clearly enough, so he wouldn't give him such a show for no reason.

All right, what's this for?
Recently, because he has no money to spend, he has been staying honestly and has no chance to offend anyone.

The shit rope on his body is really uncomfortable now, Jiang Pingdai twisted his body violently again, feeling extremely annoyed.

　Ahhhhh, last night's update was too late, it was past twelve o'clock, and as a result, my 18-day continuous update record is gone! ! ! ! ! QAQ, macho crying
　　
　
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