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The village chief agreed with his grandson: "Don't worry, I remember it all and I'm still doing it now. No matter what they do, as long as it's not against the law, we will follow them and not leave any one behind."

Yang Bailin: You don’t have to follow so closely, you can leave yourself some space.

Yang Bailin said goodbye to his family and got on a ox cart with Damao and others to head to the county town.

That’s right, it was Damao and his group, including Yang Dashan who drove the ox cart, and Simao, Xiaocao girl and a package who had to follow.

The two kids’ excuse was: “We want to bring some delicious food to Grandpa Zheng.”

Ermao and Sanmao went back to school these two days, and Xiaocao took Simao to prepare new food.

First, she was tinkering with a chicken that she got from nowhere at home, saying she wanted to pickle it, but she ended up getting it all over her body and the floor. Then, she was taken out by Mrs. Li to take a bath, and then Mrs. Yang took over to pickle the chicken.

A few minutes after coming out of the shower, the silence was broken by Li's scream.

The two little kids went to dig in the field and got covered in mud.

"I have no clothes to change into. Do you want to go shirtless?"

"Mom, we are preparing to make beggar's chicken here. It's delicious. Miss Xiaocao ignored her mother's fiery eyes."

"What do you mean by beggar chicken? I think you are a beggar now. Oh, no, you are two little beggars. Throw it back and wash it."

Simao: "You can't throw it away. To make beggar's chicken, you have to wrap the chicken in mud."

"How do you know? Have you eaten it?" Li's ears automatically skipped over their words.

Simao continued, "I haven't tried it. My sister told me about it. She researched this method. We are currently doing experiments to verify whether it is as delicious as she said."

Mrs. Li stopped pulling her son and said, "Your sister figured it out?" She looked at Lan.

Xiao Caoer knew from her mother's expression that this matter was done again.

He raised his chin and said, "Yes, I researched it. I also contributed a lot of seasonings. Those seasonings are so precious."

After saying this, he took out a lotus leaf and said, "After marinating the chicken, wrap the chicken with the lotus leaf, then wrap the chicken with mud sauce and put it in the heated earthen kiln."

Old Lady Yang: "Where did the earthen kiln come from?"

"Brother Goudan and Brother Tietou helped build the earthen kiln. It's right in the field at the door." Miss Xiaocao said while pointing outside.

The truth is, these two kids, one is just a few days old and the other is over five years old, can they build a clay kiln?

They both scored full marks in theoretical knowledge but zero marks in practical operation.

Goudan Tietou, who had just returned from working in the fields, saw them playing in the mud. After asking a few questions, he found out that they were going to do something big.

Then he took over the practical operation part, and helped them light the fire in the earthen kiln. He waited for Li and others to come out before going back.

We asked them to stay and try but they refused and we couldn't stop them.

Then Mrs. Li and Old Lady Yang took over, and the two little kids had nothing to do.

Oh, there is still something to do, it’s just a matter of talking.

Following the method and steps told by Miss Xiaocao, it took more than an hour to finally get the kiln ready.

The beggar chicken was just a lump of dirt when it crawled out, and no one dared to say it was anything but.

There are three adults and two children in the family now. For dinner, we gather around the lumps of earth on the table or eat vegetable buns.

Little Grass girl was hitting the clod of earth with a rolling pin. Seeing how hard she was struggling, Simao grabbed the rolling pin and hit it hard as well.

The clod of earth was smashed open, and the aroma of lotus leaves mixed with chicken and seasonings wafted towards us, and everyone couldn't help swallowing.

The little grass girl shouted, "Eat, I want chicken legs."

[Oh my god, it’s been a long time since I last ate beggar’s chicken. Now I’m going to teach my grandma and mom how to make it. I can eat it whenever I want.]

[I can eat one and throw one to my brother. It would be nice if I could raise a puppy. Then I can throw some meat to my brother and some bones to the puppy. No waste at all.]

Old Lady Yang: "Oh, I'm dying. You eat one and throw one away. How many chickens do you need to make enough for you?"

Mrs. Li: "My girl, one of us is enough for everyone to eat. It would be shameful to waste it if we can't finish it."

Although their family is big, it is impossible for them to have not enough food to finish.

Yang Dashan: "Oh, my good daughter, you know that I like to eat beggar's chicken, so you made it. My daughter is amazing, you can't compare with your brothers, your little cotton-padded jacket is really warm."

Simao was very upset that everyone ignored him: "I also helped to cook this chicken, how come it seems like it was all done by my sister when it comes to you guys?"

"She just took out the chicken and started talking. Brother Goudan and Brother Tietou did more than her."

Little Grass Girl: "I, I got the chicken and the seasoning, and I also got the recipe. Without these, can you make such a delicious chicken?"

Simao rolled his eyes helplessly, his sister was right.

"Brother is leaving for the capital city the day after tomorrow, will he come back tomorrow? How about we make another one for him tomorrow?"

"Make two, one for big brother and one for Grandpa Zheng. I don't want it. When the time comes, just ask big brother to give me a chicken leg." Miss Xiaocao said considerately.

The next day, Damao came back as expected, and when he came back, the old men in the family had just started firing the kiln.

So, when Damao picked up Yang Bailin and returned to the county town, he brought a few tails with him, and they were delicious tails.