59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Big pot, there is no meat to eat tonight." The little girl came in disappointedly to report.

Chen Feng had no idea how to cook wild boar meat. He thought he could just cook it, add some seasonings, and eat it directly.

"why?"

"Bubble!"

The little girl couldn't explain it clearly, she could only tell what she saw.

"Soak it in water."

What do you mean?

Chen Feng watched the little girl gesture for a long time, but he didn't understand.

Why is wild boar meat being soaked?

"Chen Hao!"

"Here I come, big brother."

"Isn't Grandma cooking wild boar tonight?"

"Well, grandma said wild boar meat is not tasty. It must be soaked dozens of times first, and then soaked in rice washing water tomorrow before it can be cooked and eaten."

"Is it so troublesome?"

As far as he remembered, weren't those novels all about killing a wild boar, chopping up the pork, and then cooking it and eating it?

Do you need to soak it dozens more times?

Chen Feng didn't care about this little bit of meat. If he was hungry, he could just drink some well water to be full.

It’s no wonder that the well water tastes great, 10,000 times better than Evian, San Pellegrino, or Vals, and they don’t produce artificial fertilizers.

But the little girl and Chen Hao like to eat meat. Even though they drink water mixed with water from the Sun Well every day, they are not actually hungry.

But they were young and had an extremely pious attitude towards eating, especially meat.

"Take a look" at the pheasant in the space and say sorry in your heart.

Turn over, pack up what you took out in the morning, and take out the male pheasant with a broken neck.

"Give it to grandma to make."

"Big bird!" the little girl blurted out.

Chen Hao's eyes widened.

A pair of eyes looked at the backpack, he suspected that there were good things inside.

Every time he thought that his brother had run out of delicious food, more delicious food would appear.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and send it to the kitchen. If you go too late, mother will be reluctant to cook it."

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, Chen Hao immediately ran away.

Chen Feng looked at the pheasant in his hand.

"He's stupid!"

"Big pot, roast the bird." The little girl reached out and grabbed the pheasant's beautiful tail feathers.

The male pheasant's tail feathers are very long, bright and beautiful, which is their strongest weapon to attract females.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of the little girl, this beautiful feather is just a decoration.

"Okay, let's go."

Chen Feng held the pheasant and the little girl grabbed its feathers, and the two, one big and one small, left the room and went to the kitchen.

"Brother, I'll help you get it."

Chen Hao ran over like a servile person and quickly took the pheasant.

"Xiao Feng, don't cook the pheasant. Save it for tomorrow. For dinner tonight, add cabbage, potatoes, boiled duck eggs, and dried knife fish. It will be enough for us to have a good meal."

The old lady looked at the pheasant and advised, "It's a little bit delicious, don't eat it all at once."

Chen Feng naturally knew this truth, but the problem was that there were three families of pheasants in the space. At this rate, if they didn’t eat faster, they would not be able to keep up with the expansion of the pheasant family!

"Grandma, let's eat it. Even though we lost the pheasant, we still have the mallard duck."

"Makes sense."

Chen Jianguo, who had returned at some unknown time, was processing wild boar ribs and nodded seriously.

"That's nonsense. All you do is eat!" The old lady said to her son. She turned around and smiled at her eldest grandson, "Okay, then roast half a chicken and eat the remaining half tomorrow."

"Grandma is smart!"

Chen Feng gave a thumbs up and said.

"Grandma is the best!" Chen Hao also complimented.

The little girl imitated her two brothers and said, "Hello, Grandma."

"It's a pity that there is no pepper, ginger and soy sauce as seasoning, otherwise it would be better if we marinate it and make it into beggar's chicken." The old lady said with some regret.

The original beggar's chicken had no seasoning. It was wrapped in lotus leaves and yellow mud and then roasted and eaten.

But if you want it to taste good, you still have to use seasoning.

Most of the Chinese delicacies require special condiments.

Otherwise, it just has a texture but the taste is average.

"Grandma, it will happen, I promise!" Chen Feng said with a smile.

"Xiao Feng, let's make a deal. Can you lend me your bicycle?" Chen Jianguo said flatteringly.

"No, I need it these days. Let's talk about it after a few days."

Chen Feng plans to use the excuse of going into the mountains tomorrow to take a walk and look for beehives, female wild rabbits, and medicinal herbs such as honeysuckle.

"By the way, Uncle, I heard that someone delivered food to the resettlement site in the east of the city. Is that true?"

Chen Jianguo put down the knife and placed the cut ribs in the rice washing basin, trying to soak all the bones in the rice washing water.

"Yes, the higher-ups take this matter very seriously and have asked the relevant departments to investigate."

"Are you going?" the old man asked.

Chen Jianguo smiled bitterly and said, "I was named as a member of the special task force."

"But the problem is that there are no clues at all. The military has used military dogs, but they can't find any trace of it. All the dogs look like they are dying. They lie down as soon as they enter."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly.

“This is not something that ordinary people do.”

Chen Jianguo said: "Dad, you are talking nonsense. Can ordinary people do this kind of thing?"

The old man smiled and said, "Xiao Hao, bring me grandpa's stick."

"Okay, Grandpa!"

Chen Hao immediately went to the old man's room excitedly to get the long stick.

Chen Jianguo waved his hands repeatedly to admit his mistakes and said, "Dad, I was wrong. I'm a bad mouth."

"The higher-ups mean to investigate, but if there are really no clues, we should put it on hold for now and continue investigating when we find clues. In short, for this kind of strong man who may be living in the Forty-Nine City, it is better to register him."

"Our director said that anyone who knows them should take the initiative to make friends with them and must not offend them. They are friends of the people."

Chen Feng curled his lips.

Politics is the dirtiest and politicians are the least trustworthy!

Unless you have a hundred clever tricks, you won’t even know you’ve been sold out.

"Okay, don't talk about what happened outside at home." The old lady patted the table and said.

"Some things are better known." The old man said, "If we know the general situation, we can better protect ourselves."

Zhou Qing was stir-frying cabbage. He first fried the dried fat that was not used up last time in the pan again. After the last bit of oil was used up, he started to stir-fry the vegetables.

Chen Feng shook his head as he watched, this amount of oil is less than what will be in instant noodles in the future!

Because we had to roast the chicken at the last minute, dinner was delayed by half an hour.

Roast chicken is a classic Shandong cuisine, and many elderly people in the north know how to make it. The old lady didn’t have all the ingredients, but she had plenty of peanut oil.

After a while, the kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of meat.

"It smells so good!"

The whole family looked at the half chicken and two chicken legs in the pot and their appetites whetted.

As before, the family ate in the kitchen with the doors and windows closed.

There were two chicken legs, one for Chen Feng, and half each for the little girl and Chen Hao.

Chen Jianjun did not ask his son why he shot the pheasant and hid it in his bag.

He is an upright person, but sometimes, he is really not stupid.

"Big pot, big bird is delicious."

The little girl didn’t have a big belly, but she ate very slowly. It took her more than half an hour to finish half a bowl of eggs and chicken, and then she was completely full.

"Lily, this is called a pheasant." Chen Feng taught.

"Pheasant." The little girl followed suit.

"Yes!" Chen Feng said with a smile.

Chen Hao has a bad habit. When it comes to delicious food, he always takes it first, puts it in the bowl, then eats the vegetables on the plate first, and finally slowly eats the meat he has saved.

Zhou Qing didn't know how many times he had scolded him for this, but he just couldn't change.