Chapter 125 Game
"Steal?" Jiang Ruyue became displeased: "Uncle Wu, don't talk so badly, can you? I'm claiming medical expenses!"

Old man Wu's face froze, he chuckled: "Yes, yes, I made a mistake, I made a mistake."

It's almost there!
Jiang Ruyue raised her chin, don't make her look like a female bandit!

"Jiang Ruyue knows how to fight. Why didn't I know that? Zhang Chenggang is really shameless. A hunting gentleman wants Jiang Ruyue to protect him when he goes out." The village chief was quite speechless.

Zhang Chenggang lowered his head and talked to me for a long time without saying a word.

In the end, Zhang Chenggang changed the subject and quickly unloaded some of the daughter Hong from the bullock cart to the village chief.

The village chief Chen Dafu originally said he didn't want it, but he couldn't bear to persuade him.

"Village Chief, just accept it." Jiang Ruyue and Old Man Wu also persuaded,
"Yes." The village chief nodded, put down his pipe and moved the wine into the house together.

After leaving the village chief's house.

The old man Wu took all the remaining daughter Hong on the bullock cart to Zhang Chenggang's home.

In the end, when old man Wu left, Zhang Chenggang asked him to take an altar too.

Coming to Zhang Chenggang's house again, Jiang Ruyue remembered the scene of delivering dumplings that night.

After moving the wine, Zhang Chenggang invited her to sit in the room.

Out of politeness, Jiang Ruyue and Xiaoxing entered the house.

Upon entering the house, the first thing that catches the eye is a few pieces of dilapidated furniture.

Jiang Ruyue once again lamented the poverty of the mountain village, Zhang Chenggang's family was really destitute.

Although there were a few wooden chairs, bamboo stools and some furniture in the room, it was still poor.

"Don't even look at it. You've been walking for a day. Are you hungry? I'll kill a pheasant for you to try." He turned around and was about to go out.

"Hey, Brother Gangzi, don't bother, we'll leave after a while." Originally, Jiang Ruyue came in politely.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chenggang would keep her for dinner.

"Xiaoyue, it's thanks to you that I can sell the hare at a good price today, so you have to ask me to thank you no matter what."

Jiang Ruyue showed embarrassment, but she couldn't bear to refuse, this kind and enthusiastic man.

"OK then."

"Xiaoyue, at this time, pheasants are the most fragrant." After speaking, Zhang Cheng just walked into the well in the yard, and took out two chickens from it.

In the yard, Zhang Chenggang skillfully removed the feathers from the chicken, and when he disemboweled the chicken to dispose of the internal organs, he also found the egg yolk left in the stomach of the pheasant.

"Hurry up and bring a big bowl, this pheasant still has egg yolk in its belly."

After Xiaoxing heard it, he quickly picked up the big bowl on the table and walked towards the yard.

Jiang Ruyue followed closely behind.

The egg yolk in the belly of the pheasant is a windfall.

The little guy is very happy and can have eggs again.

In fact, Jiang Ruyue originally wanted to talk about the idea of ​​making chicken soup, but Jiang Ruyue turned around and went back, so she didn't make a fool of herself with that clumsy skill.

Since Zhang Chenggang is so proficient in making wild game, she and Xiaoxing are waiting to eat ready-made game.

The sun was setting, and the shade of the small tree in the yard was shaded. Under the small tree, beside the stone table, Zhang Chenggang found an open place, lit a fire, set up a wooden frame, added a casserole, and reached out to take the little guy Big bowl with eggs.

Jiang Ruyue and Xiaoxing watched him do this without saying a word.

The chicken is roasted, and the egg yolk is put in a casserole to make soup—with a little salt and seasoning, the original pheasant tastes greasy and only has the original flavor. For the three of them on an empty stomach, this is absolutely delicious. is delicious.

"Come on, Xiao Xing has a taste first."

When Zhang Chenggang was roasting golden brown and dripping oil, he reached out and tore off a leg, and handed it over.

Xiao Xing is careful to burn his mouth, remember to blow on it before eating hot food.

After hearing his mother's words, the little guy acted like a timid little animal, blew with his small mouth, and took a tentative bite—the first bite was too weak, and he didn't bite.

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