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Chapter 3: Golden Rooster Crows at the Moon
"Shi Tou, go pluck the chicken and stew it for you later."

"Yeah, second brother, I'll go right away."

Zhong Shi excitedly picked up the colorful pheasant, patted the dead musk deer with his hand, and kept making screams.

After Zhong Lin put the copper coins on the table into his purse, he looked at the little kid in front of him with a complicated expression.

Zhong Shi, the younger brother of the predecessor, a close relative.

There were four brothers in his previous life, and he was the second oldest, which is why Zhong Shi called him the second brother.

The mother of my predecessor died of complications during childbirth when she gave birth to the fourth child, leaving two lives behind. Last year, my father and the eldest child were killed by a tiger while hunting in the mountains. In the end, only my predecessor and the third child, Zhong Shi, were left to depend on each other.

If Zhong Lin had not traveled through time, his predecessor would have died in Black Mountain, his family would have been wiped out, and the five-year-old Zhong Shi would probably not have survived.

The family is broken up, this is the real family breakdown!

This also made Zhong Lin feel even more deeply the difficulty of living in this world.

Zhong Lin could sense his predecessor's concern for Zhong Shi at the moment of his death, which was why he was able to accept Zhong Shi so quickly.

"Since I have taken over your body, I will also bear your consequences. I will raise little Shitou to adulthood." Zhong Lin thought to himself.

"Second brother, the chicken has shed its feathers."

"coming."

Zhong Lin didn't think any more and walked over.

Children from poor families have to grow up early. Although he was only responsible for housework, the five-year-old Zhong Shi still easily completed the plucking of the pheasant's feathers, and the only thing left was to gut it.

The beautiful pheasant feathers were also collected by Zhong Shi, shining colorfully in the sunlight.

It’s a good thing this is a rooster, otherwise the feathers of a hen wouldn’t be so beautiful.

Zhong Lin took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen, cut open the belly in no time, and then chopped it into pieces.

"Go, wash the blood foam off with water again. I'll go take care of the two rabbits as well. I'll stew a pot of Golden Rooster Crowing at the Moon later." Zhong Lin ordered.

Children like adults to assign them tasks because it makes them feel like they have grown up, not to mention that they will be eating meat later. Thinking of this, Zhong Shi's mouth watered, and he kept thinking about how delicious his second brother's "Golden Rooster Crying at the Moon" was.

Zhong Lin found a rope, tied the rabbit with the head shot through it, and hung it on a rack so that he could skin it better.

Zhong Lin naturally had never done such a thing, but he had many memories of skinning and deboning rabbits with his father and brothers in his previous life, so he was not unfamiliar with it. He peeled off the entire skin in a moment.

I don't plan to throw away the leather. I'll find time to process it with saltpeter and then make it into a hat or a pair of shoes.

Put the chopped rabbit meat on the chopping board and chop it into pieces. Wash off the blood foam on it with clean water, and then throw it into the pot together with the chicken.

Don’t even think about stir-frying. There is no oil, no chili, and no seasoning. The best way is to stew it together.

Fortunately, in order to "hold a funeral" for Zhong Lin, the villagers built a stove with loess in the yard, fetched clean water, and sent firewood, which was enough for half a month.

Zhong Shi was still young, and Zhong Lin didn't know how to cook, so they could only stew something.

Put all the chicken and rabbit meat in the pot, add water, salt, and wild vegetables, and cover the pot.

Under high heat, a fragrant aroma hits you after half an hour.

I can’t say it smells particularly good, mainly because neither of them has much oil or water in their bodies. Even if the meat is boiled in plain water, it tastes delicious today, not to mention that salt is added to it.

"Brother, can I eat now?" Zhong Shi asked this question at least ten times, his eyes full of desire, he kept swallowing his saliva, and his stomach was rumbling.

Zhong Lin reached out and lifted the lid of the pot. White mist rose and the unique aroma of meat filled the air.

goooo~
goooo~
The two brothers looked at each other, then began pointing at each other with mocking faces.

Zhong Lin picked up a piece from the pot with chopsticks, took a bite and chewed it. The meat was stewed until tender and the salt had absorbed the flavor.

"It tastes okay, open it."

He stuffed the other half into Zhong Shi's mouth, picked up the spoon and started scooping it into the bowl.

Each person had a bowl, and combined with the leftover chestnut rice from those who had eaten earlier, it tasted... delicious.

Although it was just simple boiled meat, it tasted good with salt and wild vegetables. Of course, the more important thing was that the two people didn't have any oil in their bodies, so a little meat was already a delicacy, so there was no need to be so particular.

"Don't worry, be careful not to get the bones stuck when you spit them out. There's still some in the pot, enough for both of us."

Zhong Lin patted Xiao Shitou's head, fearing that he would eat too fast and get a bone stuck in his throat.

In my previous life, I had a little nephew who got a bone stuck in his throat while eating. His face turned blue in a short while. If the adults had not discovered it in time, he might have died.

"Woohoo...delicious."

While chewing the meat, Zhong Lin was thinking about his next plan. He didn't plan to stay in Xiahe Village any longer. His previous life had lived there for more than ten years and he had never left the village. Now that he was here, of course he had to go out and see the world.

Besides, with a panel system, it will just gather dust if it stays in Xiahe Village. Only a bigger and more prosperous place can it shine.

Moreover, Zhong Lin also wanted to see whether this world had any supernatural powers. After all, that’s what was written in the novels!

After eating and drinking, the two of them leaned against a door panel and basked in the sun boredly. Little Stone almost fell asleep.

He had been living in fear at home these days, and then the shameless villagers came to his house and ate all his food that day. He was already frightened, and now after eating and drinking his fill, he just wanted to have a good sleep.

Zhong Lin reached out and shook Xiao Shitou awake: "Don't sleep here, be careful not to catch a cold."

"Brother, I didn't sleep."

Zhong Shi opened his eyes wide, shook his head vigorously, and tried hard to resist sleepiness.

He was also afraid, afraid that his second brother would disappear again when he fell asleep. He didn't want to hide in the corner of the bed and shiver alone at night, nor did he want everyone to run up to him and tell him that his second brother was dead as soon as he opened his eyes.

The child's thoughts were all written on his face. Zhong Lin naturally saw what Xiao Shitou was thinking. A flash of pity crossed his mind, and he touched his head, which looked bigger due to malnutrition.

"Don't worry, Second Brother won't leave. I'll take you wherever I go. Let's go and deal with that musk deer."

After saying that, Zhong Lin stood up suddenly, patted the dirt off his butt, and walked towards the musk deer that had been thrown in the corner of the yard.

Zhong Shi got up with a grunt and followed closely behind excitedly. He was no longer sleepy at this time.

The musk deer's skin was well preserved. Zhong Lin shot an arrow into its eye at that time. Unfortunately, the musk deer's skin was not very valuable.

Zhong Shi pulled the rope and Zhong Lin exerted force, and the two of them worked together to hang the musk deer up.

Originally, this kind of thing should be left to professional butchers to skin and gut. If you do it yourself, not only will you lack the tools, but it will also be easy to damage the outer skin. In many cases, the skin of some prey is more valuable than the meat.

(End of this chapter)