This mountain is mine

Just when Zhou Lingjun was depressed, a rooster with colorful feathers held its head high and walked proudly into everyone's sight.

"Big chicken!" Zhou Lingjun's attention was suddenly attracted by the big cock.

"Hey, the pheasants in the mountains are so big!" The youngest couldn't help but feel stuffy when he thought that the chickens raised in his house were not as big as the pheasants.

"I want to eat!" Zhou Lingjun looked at the big cock, as if a plate of delicious chicken appeared in front of him.

"Hehe!" Cheng Hao felt amused and helpless.Alas, his Junjun said whatever he thought of, and he didn't care about the surrounding environment at all.Simple as always, it really made him love and helpless.

"Why don't we come to call Hua?" Sixteen saw the fat pheasant, and couldn't help raising it.

After all, in his eyes, everything is only divided into edible and inedible.

"Eat the chicken!" The children were the happiest when they heard that there was a chicken to eat.

Seeing the children looking forward to it so much, Shiliu naturally wanted to show off.

"How do you cook Beggar's Chicken? I haven't eaten it yet." Zhao Yixin laughed. He knew there was a famous dish called Beggar's Chicken, but he had never tried it.

"It's very simple, you can watch it later." Sixteen waved his hand, taking care of everyone to catch a few more chickens, and he was also looking for seasoning.

There are almost everything in the mountains, Shiliu searched casually, and found onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings.

Then he dug a big hole in the ground and joined the others in collecting firewood.After they got ready the things they needed, several men who caught the chickens came back with the chickens.

"This chicken is good!" Sixteen happily took over the fat and big pheasant with a satisfied expression.

Sixteen handled the chicken first. He walked to the creek and squatted down.Take out the pocket knife you carry with you, open a small opening from the back door of the chicken, take out the internal organs and wash them, and then apply seasoning in the cavity.After getting the seasoning, add some water to the yellow mud to make a thick mud, and use the mud to cover the chickens. At this time, the unplucked pheasants turned into round mud balls.This is not over yet. After wrapping the mud, we need to wrap the mud ball with lotus leaves.Put the wrapped mud ball into the dug hole and bury it, and then fill up the hole.Finally build a bonfire on it.

"So that's the case!" Zhao Yixin nodded to express his understanding. He originally thought that the recipe of a famous dish like Beggar Chicken was very complicated, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

"There is a history of this called Huaji." Cheng Hao came out in time to show his profound knowledge. "It is said that a long time ago, a beggar got a chicken by chance when he was very hungry. Coat it with yellow mud and firewood, then put it in the fire and roast it. After it is baked, take it out and break the mud, and the aroma will overflow, which makes the beggars very happy. Since then, the beggar chicken has spread."

"Mr. Cheng told the same story as my father told us." Sixteen said while adding firewood.

"So everyone knows." Hearing what everyone said, Zhao Yixin realized that he didn't understand anything.

"You know now." Cheng Hao said leisurely.

"Understood." Zhao Yixin answered dumbfoundedly about what the Master said.

It will take some time for the beggar chicken to be ready, so everyone waits while working.It's just that everyone's work is not easy anymore, and they always aim at the beggar chicken from time to time.

Finally, while everyone was waiting anxiously, the fire finally burned out.

Seeing that the fire was extinguished, Shiliu quickly slipped down from the tree, set aside the charcoal fire, and took out the beggar chicken.

At this time, each of the mud balls has been baked into a hard state. If you hit it with a stone casually, the mud clods on the surface of the mud balls will be broken, and they will come off as soon as you pull them out.

Immediately, the aroma was tangy and elegant, which made everyone salivate.

"It smells so good!" Everyone couldn't bear the smell just by smelling it.

"Everyone wait a little longer," Sixteen said.He put the fragrant and oily beggar chickens on the lotus used as a plate, and then cut them open with a knife.

"Let's eat!" After finishing, Sixteen said happily.

The men caught more than a dozen pheasants, and these pheasants are not small, so even if a group of people eat together now, everyone can get a lot.

"Delicious." The steaming beggar's chicken plate was crispy and tender, crispy and tender in the mouth, and Zhao Yixin was very satisfied after eating it.And this chicken also has the aroma of lotus leaves, which tastes very fresh.

Beggar Chicken really lives up to its reputation!

"Eat more." Seeing that he liked it, Shen Yang immediately handed him another chicken leg.

"You eat too." After Zhao Yixin took a bite, he sent it to Shen Yang's mouth.

"Okay." Shen Yangqing was warmed by Zhao Yixin's actions, he didn't refuse, and took a bite of it too.

Husband and wife, you take a bite and I take a bite, it's too boring.

After a pleasant lunch, everyone continued to work.With energy replenishment, everyone worked harder. With a few hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo, the apricots on the tree were quickly picked.When the sky is dark, all that can be picked from the trees have been picked.

"Can you finish eating after picking so much?" Cheng Hao asked curiously.He wanted to ask when everyone picked them, and he couldn't eat too many apricots.Because apricot is slightly poisonous, if you eat too much, you will burn your spleen.

"We pick them back to make dried fruit and almonds, otherwise they will rot if left on the tree." Zhao Yixin answered for him.

"It turns out that you have planned for a long time. I thought you were going to finish eating." Cheng Hao smiled.

Several people talked and laughed along the way, and soon returned to the village.When I got back, it was time to eat.

The beggar chicken I ate in the afternoon has been digested, and I need ordinary meals to fill my stomach.So everyone put away a frame of apricots and walked to the cafeteria.

"The food here is really good!" At the dinner table, Cheng Hao fully affirmed the food in Yunyin Village.

Cheng Hao's words were not nonsense.People like him who have been poor and rich have a great say in this regard.Before he became famous when he was young, his food was not as good as that of ordinary people.After entering the palace as an official, he enjoyed a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, but if he ate too much, he didn't feel it anymore.When they left the palace and came to Zhou Lingjun's house, they only ate a little better than ordinary people.

Although the Zhou family is a rich peasant, it is only compared to ordinary people, and it is not enough to compare with the big families in the city.And the Zhou family can eat as much as Yunyin Mountain.In Yunyin Mountain, almost any plant is edible.

Cheng Hao was fortunate once that he came to the right place.

"Really?" Zhao Yixin answered.

"The taste of this food is also good." Cheng Hao continued.

"It's better than daddy's." Zhou Lingjun echoed.

"My father-in-law is proficient in female celebrities, but his cooking skills are really hard to describe, but he loves to cook." Cheng Hao felt bad when he thought of his father-in-law's cooking skills.

I really don't know how the other father-in-law can stand it, and I feel sorry for his Junjun who has been eating for so long.Cheng Hao thought helplessly.

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Seeing the expression on Cheng Hao's face, Zhao Yixin couldn't believe it.

"Junjun, how's the food Dad cooked?" Zhao Yixin didn't believe it, so Cheng Hao turned to Zhou Lingjun and asked.

After hearing Cheng Hao's words, Zhou Lingjun immediately turned bitter.Cheng Hao gave Zhao Yishen a "take a look" look, and shrugged helplessly.

"Master, it's not good for you to speak ill of father-in-law like this?" Zhao Yixin gloated.

"Learn badly." Cheng Hao calmly countered Zhao Yishen's joke.

"..." Zhao Yishen would never admit that he had failed his studies.

Zhao Yixin, who felt that he had better not quarrel with the old fox, bowed his head silently to eat.

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