Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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Chapter 307 Make a flower chicken

Returning to the town and dividing the mushrooms picked today, Fusister-in-law hurriedly drove the oxcart home. The calf in her house was thrown by the stone. This time she was very distressed and was going to grab a small tender grass. For the calf.

Gu Chunzhu went back to the room and brought Yingzi and Gu Xiaohu with some mushrooms home, because Gu Xiaohu, who is still selling popcorn at the booth, played with Xiaocheng and An An in the house.

"Brother Wang, I have to think of a delicious way to stew it." Gu Chunzhu said, pulling the golden pheasant whose wings were plucked. The golden pheasant couldn't fly without its wings. How flexible it was on the ground It might as well go chicken.

"It's all done." Su Wangqin sat in the yard, because of the bad interest in the things of Old Man Su and Su Latai, he still squeezed a warm smile to Gu Chunzhu.

Gu Chunzhu didn't go to nag him, she took the kitchen knife into the stove, prepared a bowl of white water with some salt to prepare for the blood of chicken, first pulled out a circle of hair on the neck of the chicken, and then the kitchen knife was right A touch of the golden pheasant's neck.

The golden pheasant fluttered and became lifeless. Gu Chunzhu burned the golden pheasant feathers by boiling hot water, sitting on the small stool and thinking about how to eat the golden pheasant feathers.

I just ate the chestnut simmered chicken last night, this time want a fresh way to eat.

"Mother, I'll help you pluck the chicken feathers." An An ran in with the little black dog. She and Gu Xiaohu got a little sweat from the shuttlecock. The beads were tired and they came to stick to the mother.

The little man flexibly pulled a small bench and sat down honestly. The little hand was particularly flexible to get rid of some small feathers that Gu Chunzhu couldn't pull easily.

"Be careful that your little hand is stinky." Gu Chunzhu is also free today without the help of the little guy.

An An nodded his head in a straight face and said: "Nian is not afraid of stink, An An is not afraid, when the mother is cooked, it is fragrant, I want the most!"

With a small voice like a slogan, Gu Chunzhu told her to do it too, just wash her hands later.

Gu Chunzhu had already thought about what to do after washing the chicken. She was ready to be a chicken. She thought of a lotus pond in the town and she was going to pick the lotus leaves. An An wanted to stay with her. Too.

When she returned, she saw a horse tied to the outside of the courtyard as if it were Yuan Qing's white moon.

When he entered the room, he saw Yuan Qing sitting in the room and talking to Su Wangqin, "... There is good news over there. The three princes were established as princes. Even the business with me has been smoother recently. Back to Beijing?"

"No one knows the situation until the end, and the emperor and the courtier should never act rashly." Su Wangqin's black eyes were full of calmness, and his eyes were facing the direction of the capital city.

Yuan Qing moved his lips and didn't prepare to say more. When he saw Gu Chunzhu coming in, he pursed his lips.

"Brother Yuan came here to get the carriage?" Gu Chunzhu shifted his words in an interesting way.

What they are talking about is all about the political affairs of the DPRK. Of course, this woman should not be mixed. Just now she listened to Su Wangqin's refusal and her heart has fallen into her stomach.

"No, the axle of the carriage is broken. I'm afraid I won't be able to rush back to Luzhou. There is no one here who can repair the carriage. If it is transported back by water, the freight will reach half of the carriage." Yuan Qing wrinkled. Frowned.

He also has no complaints. This is to take responsibility for his stupidity. It is clear that Gu Chunzhu has reminded him that he is too taken for granted.

"Uncle Yuan, don't you want such a fun little house?" An An said and ran out. The small body flexibly climbed into the carriage and lifted the door curtain to stand at the doorway of the car: "Look, this is An An's small house ."

"Then leave it to An'an." Yuan Qing said generously. The carriage looked sturdy but could not be transported out of use, so it was generously delivered.

"Oh, I have a new house!" An An happily drilled in and out of the carriage.

Yuan Qing asked Gu Chunzhu a few things about Xiufang goods. He wanted a thousand purses. He was still a little worried!

Gu Chunzhu's self-confidence in his eyes dispelled his worries. She took a glance when she picked the lotus leaf just now. Now ten embroidered girls are rushing to get this reward system. On average, each person can make eight out of one. The fifteen days of kung fu with a thousand purses are more than enough.

After talking about the business, Gu Chunzhu stayed with Yuan Qing for dinner. Now that their family life is getting better and they don't care about this meal, Yuan Qing also readily agreed.

"Mother I will help you!" An An jumped out of her "small house" to help Gu Chunzhu.

Gu Chunzhu had already marinated the golden pheasant before going out, and buckled it with a bite bowl. The kung fu that came back was almost marinated. She wrapped the chicken with the lotus leaf in the boiling water and drained it. Wrap it with a string. In order to prevent the dirt on the outer seal layer from contaminating the chicken, Gu Chunzhu wrapped two layers of lotus leaves.

She took An An to dig some yellow mud outside. An An's little hand followed Gu Chunzhu to pat you on the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves, and it became an oval-shaped big yellow mud ball.

"Mother, do we want to eat soil?" After taking the yellow mud, An An rubbed her little hand and slightly puckered her mouth to ask Gu Chunzhu. She had tasted the soil when she wrestled, and it was not delicious!

"It's called Hua chicken. It was before that Hua Zi was about to get a chicken. He didn't have a pot or a shovel. I just thought of a way to wrap the chicken with lotus leaves, add some salt in it, and then wrap it in mud. Roasted under the fire, just like roasted sweet potatoes, it will be delicious after roasting."

Gu Chunzhu's patient patience explained Tong An'an, while hitting a tub of water.

An An washed his hands in the tub and then raised a question in his small head, "Why did Hanako ask for something from others? Can they make money like father and mother?"

"Some are called Huazi because they are not industrious, others are miserable. For example, they are ill and see the doctor to spend all their family money, and there are bad guys who robbed the money."

"Oh, don't make An'an miserable and try to make money later."

Mother and daughter, you said one thing to me, and Gu Chunzhu started to make noodles one by one, ready to make another casserole. Then make a delicious mushroom lean meat soup, and then stir-fry a vegetable with chicken blood, almost enough to eat.

There is a difference between roasted wheat and steamed buns. They are open-mouthed and have many thin fillings. The fillings are stuffed with plums, fungus, carrots, and lean meat. Dip with sesame oil, sweet sauce, balsamic vinegar, and soy sauce to taste, the taste is naturally beautiful.

Gu Chunzhu's dinner was undoubtedly successful this time. The three children tore the chickens and ate all their mouths. When Yuan Qing was full, he rode back.

Bai Shi refused to rub the rice this time. After eating at home, he came to tell Gu Chunzhu a letter that Uncle Zheng's wife was born!