Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

This chicken was very fierce. When it saw Xin Gaoyang, it pounced on him.

"Whose chicken flew to Jiang Han's house!"

Jiang Han was disturbed by the noise. When he went downstairs, he saw chickens flying and people jumping around.

Xin Gaoyang was about to pounce on Jiang Han when he saw him, "Jiang Han, you're back."

Jiang Han dodged to the side, and Xin Gaoyang caught the chicken that had just flown over.

Xin Gaoyang quickly threw the chicken away, but chicken feathers got stuck on his face.

Jiang Han was afraid that the chicken would poop inside the house, so he grabbed the chicken and threw it back into the yard.

While he was taking a nap, there was already a lot of chicken droppings in the yard.

Jiang Han felt that he couldn't keep the chicken, otherwise his place would be filled with smoke and stink.

Jiang Han looked at Xin Gaoyang, who looked unhappy. "You haven't slept in the past two days?"

Xin Gaoyang yawned, "It's not like I didn't sleep at all, maybe two or three hours."

I just took a nap on the boat.

The main reason is that there are too many ships coming and going around, so the sponges grow there.

Others did not come to steal their business, one reason being that they were not in this business, and the other main reason was that they did not have decent diving equipment.

Then the people he brought with him were all equipped with the best equipment.

When others come back and get the equipment, they will harvest the remaining sponges.

So they didn't dare to rest at all.

"I've put the sponge in your warehouse. I'll clean it tomorrow." He was really tired and wanted to take a nap.

He yawned and was about to go upstairs.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Han felt something was not right, but still stopped him.

Xin Gaoyang turned to look at him, "What's the matter?"

"Can you kill a chicken?"

Xin Gaoyang was stunned and looked at the chicken with its fangs and claws bared.

Perhaps because it knew he was watching it, the chicken became even crazier than at the beginning.

"Gugugugu, gugugugu" he wanted to peck Xin Gaoyang's eyes.

Jiang Han was also troubled. "Just kill it. I can do the rest myself."

Killing it should be quick.

Xin Gaoyang had cold sweat on his forehead, but he didn't want Jiang Han to think he was weak.

"Then... let's do it."

Jiang Han had seen his sister kill a chicken before; it only took a minute or two.

Finally, Xin Gaoyang came up with an idea and got a lot of bamboo poles from the door. He tied the chicken tightly to the bamboo poles.

He held the kitchen knife in one hand, covered his eyes with the other, and slashed in one direction with the knife.

"How's it going? Jiang Han. Did I kill him?"

Before Jiang Han could answer, the chicken had already expressed its anger by clucking.

Xin Gaoyang: “…”

Jiang Han was speechless. He was even worse than him in this state!

At this moment, Aunt Guihua, dressed in ancient costume, pushed the door open and came in. "What are you doing?"

Looking at the chicken tied to the bamboo pole, Aunt Guihua was confused. "Are you guys... filming a short video?"

With the increase in the number of tourists, Aunt Guihua has gained a lot of knowledge during this period.

Many young people would use their mobile phones to shoot short videos after arriving in their village.

Jiang Han choked, "Yes, I just finished filming the short video. Now I want to kill this chicken. Aunt Guihua, I'll give you money, can you help me kill the chicken?"

"How much does it cost to kill a chicken?"

Because Xin Gaoyang tied the chicken too high, Aunt Guihua couldn't reach it.

Let Xin Gaoyang take the chicken off the bamboo pole again.

He also asked Jiang Han to get a bowl with some salt water in it.

Aunt Guihua lifted the chicken's head above the bowl and cut its neck with a knife.

The arrogant chicken lost its temper soon.

Jiang Han: "..."

Xin Gaoyang: “…”

Aunt Guihua asked Xin Gaoyang to hang the chicken on a bamboo pole, and the blood dripped into the bowl.

When the blood cools and solidifies, it becomes chicken blood tofu.

Aunt Guihua smiled and said, "Do you want me to help you cut up the chicken?"

Jiang Han was embarrassed. "I can do this myself. Thank you, Aunt Guihua."

"Why are you being so polite to me?" He came over to take a look because he heard the noise over here.