After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Although Fang Tong has never cooked, he has seen pigs run many times.

When the water temperature was no longer so hot, Fang Tong used his big hands to pluck off a handful of chicken feathers.

Fang Nanzhi watched his father plucking hair, and he felt itchy inside. He went over and said, "I want to pluck it too."

As he said that, he came over and pulled out a handful of hair with his little hands.

The chicken is white and tender, with a few hairs remaining on it. It feels soft to the touch and you can get a handful of meat when you pinch it.

“This chicken is so fat.”

She looked up and met her father's gaze.

The father and daughter exchanged glances, and after a few exchanges, Fang Tong understood.

In those days when every family had little food to eat, not to mention wild vegetables, even the bark of the trees on the mountain was almost peeled off and eaten, not to mention the pheasants living in the wild.

This chicken must have been given by the immortal Xitong. Otherwise, how could such a fat pheasant be found in such a famine year?

Fang Tong looked around to see if there was anyone around, and lowered his voice to say: "Don't mess around by yourself in the future, okay?"

Fang Nanzhi also understood, and knowing he was in the wrong, he casually replied, "I know, I know."

In the kitchen, Qin Yan also felt a little doubtful.

Wasn't it a bit of a coincidence that this chicken came?

The voice interrupted the boy's deep thoughts.

"It got in my mouth!" Fang Nanzhi spat out a chicken feather in dissatisfaction, "Dad, please pull it out slowly!"

"Okay, okay." Fang Tong responded, using both hands to pluck the hairs faster, and several more hairs fell on Fang Nan's branch.

The two voices, one big and one small, added a bit of liveliness to the yard.

Qin Yan looked over when he heard the voice, and the corners of his lips unconsciously rose.

In the past, there were only him and his mother in this courtyard. While it was cozy, it always felt a bit dull. Now it was just right.

Fang Tong cut the chicken into pieces and processed the internal organs, and the next work was taken over by Qian Fengping.

First boil the chicken to remove the fishy smell, then take it out and fry the skin side up.

With the sound of sizzling oil, most of the fat on the chicken skin was fried out, and the fragrance burst out and drifted across the courtyard.

I have to say, the chicken produced by the system is really fat.

A full bowl of chicken oil was fried out, and the skin was fried golden and crispy.

The remaining chicken was directly poured into cold water and stewed together. There was no soy sauce at home, but there were some basic grasses to remove the fishy smell. Most of them were picked by Qin Yan when he went hunting in the mountains. Qian Fengping put them in to remove the fishy smell and then added an appropriate amount of salt.

Soon, the rich aroma of stewed chicken filled the air.

Fang Nanzhi squatted at the kitchen door, staring at the pot with sparkling eyes, her little nose twitching as she sniffed the aroma of meat in the air.

In the past, the Fang family would stew chicken once or twice a year. One chicken leg belonged to my uncle and the other to my grandfather.

The remaining meat and soup belonged to my two cousins.

However, her father would give it to her when no one was paying attention, and the father and daughter would occasionally have a piece, but it was only a small bite.

In her heart, chicken is the most delicious thing in the world!

Smell it and earn it!

Next to her, Qian Fengping saw her little face waiting for food and felt that she was almost melted by her cuteness.

He opened the lid of the pot, picked out three small pieces of boneless chicken, put them in the bowl, and stuffed them into her hand: "Come, Zhizhi, try it first."

Fang Nanzhi smiled happily, her voice sweet and soft, "Thank you, Auntie!"

After saying that, he picked it up with chopsticks, put it to his lips, blew it twice, and put it into his mouth impatiently.

The salty aroma of the chicken is mixed with the lightly burnt aroma of the chicken skin. When you take a bite, the chicken is tender and juicy, and the chicken skin has been fried, so it is not fatty and is full of flavor.

Fang Nanzhi was so happy that she almost jumped up and went to find her father: "Dad, please try it, the food my aunt made is delicious!"

Fang Tong ate it without hesitation, and a gleam of light suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Delicious!"

"Mrs. Qian's cooking skills are really good!" Fang Tong also praised Fang Nanzhi, "Look at my daughter, she is so filial!"

"Really?" Fang Nanzhi seemed to have received approval, and happily picked up the last piece and gave it to Qin Yan, "Brother, you eat too!"

Qin Yan's eyes flickered and he wanted to refuse, but when he saw the smile on the little girl's face, he swallowed the words of refusal.

"it is good."

Qin Yan ate in a more polite manner, blowing on the food before putting it into his mouth.

But it's not hard to tell from his face that the chicken tastes good.

Qian Fengping also felt a sense of satisfaction as a chef.

With the extra dish, dinner seemed extra sumptuous.

There was a large pot of thick wild vegetable porridge, a large bowl of stewed chicken, and a plate of pickled vegetables prepared by Qian Fengping. She also thoughtfully chilled apricots with water from the bottom of the well, cut them into pieces, and sprinkled a little sugar on them, making them taste sour and sweet.

Although it was not as rich as the various fruit drinks of the rich families, everyone was satisfied with the meal.

After the family finished their meal, they all went to the main house. Qin Yan spoke first: "There are still fifteen taels of silver at home. I plan to use thirteen taels to buy food, and keep the remaining two taels for backup."

Don't count on the harvest this year, but fortunately the county government has already issued a notice exempting this year's taxes.

But there was not much grain left at home, so if we wanted to avoid going hungry, we had to buy more food. The later we bought, the higher the price would be.

There was only one laboring person in the family, so Fang Tong naturally had to be responsible for buying food.

Needless to say, Fang Tong stepped forward and said, "I'm going to buy some grain. I have five taels of silver, so I'll go along and buy some."

"There is also an acre of paddy field that I got from the Fang family. Although the crops are flooded now, I still need to take care of it a little."

Qin Yan was a little surprised when Fang Tong took out his private silver. The young man said, "No need, Third Uncle, why don't you keep the money for Zhizhi?"

Fang Tong waved his hand: "We are all a family now. Buying more food will make us feel at ease."

The matter of buying grain was settled.

They chatted for a while and decided what kind of food to buy and how much to buy. After that, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

Fang Nanzhi simply washed up, lay down on the bed, and opened his eyes to look at the dark ceiling.

This was her first night at the Qin family.

Very reassuring.

The sun and the moon alternate, and yin and yang rotate.

As soon as the sky began to get light, Fang Tong got up from the bed and carefully put the silver into the sewn pocket in his arms.

The silver was heavy, containing a full seventeen taels.

Fang Tong carried this huge sum of money and walked very carefully on the road, trying not to attract attention.

After discussing it last night, Qin Yan took out the silver and gave it to him.

This kid really trusts him. Yesterday was his first day at the Qin family, and he gave him the silver without worrying that he would run away with the money.

The yard was quiet. Fang Nanzhi turned over and didn't notice that his father had left the house.

In her dream, the system rewarded her with a hundred fat and tender old hens.

A hundred hens fluttered across the yard and rushed into her arms.

Her initial joy suddenly turned to horror.

Before she could run, an old man's angry voice reached her ears.

"Brother Yan's father has only been gone for a few years, and you've already invited someone else into your house!"