My 1995 Small Farm

 When we left the cave, the sun was about to set.

Yu Qian said that he would make chicken with fat intestines and pork ribs in the evening. There was a lot of pig intestines in the bucket, and there were also a lot of ribs bought.

 Chen Ling planned to be more generous today, catching two old hens at home and stewing them in them.

but…

 Is two old hens considered generous?

Yes.

His chickens are too big.

Far beyond the so-called "nine catties of yellow", all of them are on the ten catty side.

 Two chickens are enough to feed a whole family.

Even if I call Dujuan and the others over, it will still be enough to eat.

At dusk, the chickens are still looking for food on the mountain.

 The free-range chickens are inherently wild in nature.

They are accustomed to running in the mountains and cannot be kept in captivity. Even if their food is greatly reduced in winter, they still have to wander around the mountains every day, scratching and gouging everywhere.

 She will never return to the chicken coop until dark.

Chickens raised in this way have high egg production, delicious eggs, and good meat quality.

 But the shortcomings are also obvious, that is, they are too wild-tempered and are extremely difficult to catch when they want to eat.

Even the owner Chen Ling couldn't even think about catching them outside.

　　Can't even catch it with a net.

  Letting a dog catch you is even worse.

At first, these chickens were quite obedient to the dogs and were very convinced.

　　If you are caught by a dog twice and you are frightened, you will be disobedient in the future.

 The gain outweighs the loss.

 So Chen Ling had better call them back to the chicken coop and catch them himself.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

Chen Ling walked out of the orchard carrying an iron bucket, knocking on it and shouting at the foot of the hill.

Under the dim sky, there was no movement on the back mountain at first, but after a while, the mountain was like a pot exploding, and there were waves of restlessness.

Huge flocks of chickens screamed loudly and rushed down the mountain.

　　One by one, they were running with thick and strong chicken feet along the path in the woods.

Some couldn't help but flap their wings while running, and flew over the river ditch and the trees on the hillside with a "cluck" cry, and rushed down the mountain.

 In an instant, chicken feathers were flying in the air.

The chickens are dark, there are all colors, and there are wild chickens, all of them rushed to the mountains.

The scene is quite spectacular.

Such a lively scene, it is indispensable that Ah Fu and Ah Shou, who are still very curious about most things, hurried over to see the strange things.

He raised his big head, stared at the round cat eyes, and turned around to look at the flocks of chickens flying everywhere.

I feel a little ready to make a move, and I want to pounce on two of them.

 In fact, in the afternoon, Chen Ling had already put them into the mountains and had some food.

 But for tigers, hunting is instinct.

Not to mention that Afu and Ashou were still very playful.

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 Chen Ling pursed his lips and led the chickens into the chicken coop.

If you wanted to lure the chickens back to the chicken coop during the day, you wouldn't even think about it, and it would be useless to let the dogs chase them away.

Fortunately, in the past two years, they have developed the habit of returning to the chicken coop at night.

 So when Chen Ling shouted, they all rushed into the chicken coop.

 In the chicken coop, there are not only dedicated small single-room chicken coops, but also chicken sheds.

 The chicken coop in the small single room must be relatively luxurious, and there is also a straw nest made of clean wheat straw.

 The chicken shed is relatively simple, with just a few long bamboo poles.

The long bamboo poles will be filled with chickens at night, crowded together, and they will sleep standing on one foot.

at the very beginning.

What Chen Ling wants to do is to get more chicken coops.

Although he does not have obsessive-compulsive disorder, since he has done it, he can do it better if he can do it better.

Later, he didn’t expect that there would be a hierarchical division among the chickens.

Several big roosters also fight with each other, fighting to the death every day to be the leader of the flock.

 Hens also have high and low status.

Chen Ling gave up the idea of ​​continuing to build a chicken coop.

 Each time the chicken flock expands in size.

 He just added two more long bamboo poles to the chicken shed like this.

 Simple and hassle-free.

 The chickens also like it very much.

 It won’t be like this if the winter gets colder.

When the time comes, Chen Ling plans to kill a batch of chickens that don’t want to lay eggs to reduce their density. The remaining chickens will be covered with hay under the chicken shed, so that they can find a place to sleep on their own at night. They will be quite warm even if they are squeezed together.

 The rumble lasted for seven or eight minutes before all the chickens got into the chicken coop.

This time is quite short. After all, poultry are sometimes naughty and disobedient. When they get to the chicken coop, they still have to show off their skills. Many young chickens just don't like to walk properly and have to flap their wings to fly in and get rid of the chickens. The chicken feathers are flying around.

 Mature chickens can fly in.

They also landed on the ground, just like holding bamboo poles in a chicken coop. They first lined up spontaneously on the ground, and then flew up to the bamboo pole one by one. After landing on the bamboo pole, they found a position along the bamboo pole and quietly Quietly fold your wings and prepare to rest.

 This is not taught by humans. It is just like chickens flying up trees to sleep. It is their own experience.

Chen Ling deliberately picked two unstable chickens and stewed them.

 But considering that they are still young, there are still many eggs that have not been laid yet.

 He resisted the urge.

No matter who in the village saw this approach, they would all nod in agreement and say it was the right thing to do.

In the chicken flocks raised in rural areas, if the hens have passed the optimal egg-laying stage and the roosters have survived the prime period of youth, they must be killed or sold, otherwise the quality of the chickens and eggs will not be metabolized. , the later the chicken tastes, the less tender it was at the beginning.

 If you want to get the best of both worlds, you must kill and sell chickens in batches.

Chen Ling naturally refused to sell his own chickens.

He looked left and right. After all the chickens were in their places, he walked into the chicken coop and closed the cage door covered with wire mesh.

Looking around for chickens that have been marked and are laying fewer and fewer eggs.

Marking poultry in the countryside has always been simple and crude. Just use ink or the waste refill of a ballpoint pen and just scribble it on obvious places on the chicken.

 Chen Ling picked a hen with two poles. It happened to be standing on a bamboo pole. Its buttocks were fat and began to bulge outwards, like two protruding gourds. The bulges were full of meat. In Yu Qian’s words, this chicken tastes delicious just by looking at it.

This is indeed true. You will know it when you kill a chicken. There is much more oil in the belly than ordinary chickens.

How can it not be fragrant when stewed?

 It is not surprising that a chicken like this can weigh more than ten kilograms.

Chen Ling successfully caught two old hens, grabbed their wings and walked out.

 And when it gets dark, the chickens are put into the chicken coop and mounted on bamboo poles. Not only are they easier to catch, but they also don’t make a fuss when caught.

Chen Ling grabbed the chicken and walked out of the chicken coop.

When Ah Fu, who was looking outside, saw this, he quickly closed the door of the chicken coop like a dog-legger, looking fawning and begging for praise.

Ah Shou, the little male tiger, was not so clever. He stared at the chicken in Chen Ling's hand, naively poking his head around and licking his lips.

  She is just a stupid tiger who only knows how to eat, and can’t even pretend to please.

As soon as they caught the chicken, Yu Qi'an and his wife came over with a basket in their hands. They came over and shouted that they had bought a large piece of good beef from the countryside. They even sold it half and gave it away, giving him the head and tendons.

 The only beef seller in the village is Niu Laosan.

I heard from the villagers that Niu Laosan has been very generous in his business recently. At first, some people thought that his temper was not like this, but they just slaughtered live cattle, and the beef was killed under everyone's noses, so there was no problem at all. .

Later, it was Zhao Hongbo and the others who told him that Niu Laosan had hit the evil spirit. He was doing a good deed and was even filial to his old mother.

Zhao Hongbo and the others often go to work in the countryside. They travel back and forth every day, and they hear a lot of things.

 Chen Ling has heard several times in the past few days about encountering evil spirits and encountering monsters at night.

 He didn’t take it seriously. At most, when he entered the cave in the past two days, it only aroused his thoughts about cultivating new species.

Yu Qi'an didn't know what was going on here. He felt that he got a bargain. He was so happy that he told everyone he bought the beef today that it was worth it.

If Chen Ling hadn't already said that he would build a greenhouse in the near future, there would be no need to say more about taking care of the food.

I'm afraid that many people were agitated by what Yu Qian said was a greedy person today and came here to have a meal.

“I’ll be cooking today. If you really want to, go ahead and kill the chicken. We’ll eat the beef another day.”

Chen Ling really doesn't trust Yu Qian's cooking skills.

“Ah? Don’t want to eat beef today? I just bought it and it’s fresh.”

Yu Qian was a little disappointed, but soon he raised his eyebrows: "No, are you going to start building a greenhouse in the next two days?"

Chen Ling nodded: "We must wait until the weather clears to build the greenhouse, but tomorrow I plan to drive a tractor to Wangba City to find some building materials."

When Yu Qian heard this, he smiled happily: "Okay, okay, tomorrow I will help you herd the cows and geese, and we will eat the beef when you build the greenhouse."

 This old boy is greedy.

Moreover, when he cooks for himself, he always thinks about how delicious something is, so he just buys a bunch of it and cooks it, without even considering whether he can finish it.

There was a pile left after eating, and I couldn’t bear to throw it away if it was broken.

Like today, with two such fat old hens, he only saw how fragrant the chickens were, and didn't think about how big the portions of these two old hens were. Plus, with so many fat intestines and ribs, I'm afraid they can all be eaten. Open your seat directly.

Also add beef, even a cow head that big.

I'm afraid he hasn't calculated it. The cow head and some miscellaneous side dishes are enough to feed seven or eight people.

Bai Huining didn't cook much, and she didn't know what to do. When she came, she went upstairs to see Wang Susu to take care of the baby, and then looked through the manuscripts written by Chen Ling. She was so excited that she couldn't bear to put it out.

When Yu Qian was killing the chicken, Gao Xiulan rushed over to help pour a basin of water and sprinkle some fine salt.

 Let Yu Qian kill the chicken and bleed it.

I have to say that the chickens raised by Chen Ling are so strong and strong that Yu Qi'an can barely catch them.

 Gao Xiulan still helped hold the chicken head.

Yu Qijing quietly grabbed the chicken's wing tips and a pair of thick chicken feet.

Then the old lady stretched out her hand, swished it, pulled the hair off the chicken's neck, and took a kitchen knife. With her sharp hand, she raised and lowered the knife, and the hen's trachea was cut, and blood flowed out.

 The chicken's neck was bleeding from the knife edge.

 Drop it into the prepared basin of clear water, and the basin will suddenly become bright red.

The old hen soon became distraught and died.

After draining the blood from the chicken, Gao Xiulan skillfully tucked the chicken head back into the chicken wings and threw it at her feet.

 Swatt away A Shou who is looking left and right, trying to move forward, and then continue to kill the second one.

Actually, Yu Qian can kill chickens, and he is very good at killing chickens. But when he encountered Chen Ling's chickens, he was in a hurry.

I need the help of the old lady.

This is the second one, and he has to do it himself no matter what.

 The killing of chickens and bleeding went smoothly.

Of course, the chicken blood must be stirred constantly, otherwise it will settle quickly and it will be difficult to get rid of.

After killing two old hens in this way, a basin of bright red blood will accumulate. After solidification, it can be cut into pieces, and it can be made delicious by frying or making soup.

 Then the two chickens were thrown into a bucket, scalded with boiling water, plucked out their feathers, and disemboweled...

 When it comes to food, both Chen Ling and Yu Qian are very serious about their attitude.

 Chen Ling was putting away the food, and Afu and Shou had to be slapped even if they tried to get close to him.

 Until my father-in-law came back with Ruirui.

They went to the city to pick up Wang Zhenzhen. Heiwa and Xiaojin accompanied them the whole time and had a great time.

"dad!"

When he got home, Ruirui rushed towards Chen Ling with his two dogs, shouting as he ran: "Dad, puppy, puppy!"

 Chen Ling had just walked out of the kitchen, when the kitchen was already smelling delicious food.

 “What puppy?”

“He means that there are a lot of puppies among the wild dogs outside the city. Those puppies are pretty good-looking, and he wants you to take him to catch them.” Wang Cunye explained with a smile.

"Brother-in-law, you can't catch wild dogs. If they bite someone, they will die." Wang Zhenzhen put down his schoolbag and didn't even bother to say hello to Yu Qian and the others. He hurried over to interrupt.

“Yes, what’s the point of catching wild dogs? When dad goes to the city again, I’ll catch all the puppies from Uncle Bobcat’s house, okay?”

 Chen Ling coaxed his son.

Wang Cunye said again: "Lingzi, there were people from the village just now, and they were from CCTV. There were several of them. They heard the villagers and the teachers say that we are a family, so they stopped us from talking and wanted to feed the two Hei babies. food…"

Just as he said this, Erhei ran over from outside the gate and barked.

The old man quickly added: "Yes, yes, I also feed Erhei. They are very obedient and never eat food given by outsiders."

With that said, he patted Erhei Dog's head and continued to say to Chen Ling: "Those people are with Teacher He and the others. They have been asking about our home. When they saw Ruirui and I coming back, they also said they wanted to come to our home for dinner."

After hearing what the old man said, Chen Ling didn't react at all. Yu Qi'an suddenly became angry and said, "CCTV, don't ask you to bring your dog to the Spring Festival Gala again. I'll go out and have a look first."

He went out excitedly, and soon ran back out of breath.

When he came back, he waved his hand to Chen Ling: "No, no, the character of this group of people is not good. I know the people inside. Our second brother was forced to withdraw from the Spring Festival Gala because of that grandson."

"ah?"

 Chen Ling was stunned when he heard this. Before he had time to think about it, Yu Qi'an had not even had a close relationship with Chen Xiaoer. How could he know that Chen Xiaoer had a conflict with someone in CCTV? Someone from outside called the door.

It was slightly dark, and the yard was full of the rich smell of meat. It was at this time that I came to my door. I really came here for a meal. (End of chapter)