Reborn in 1976, teach him how to be an official

"Director Yin, if it's not too much trouble, please come with us."

After saying that, Liu Hongyi ignored him and took the prepared pheasant, picked up the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and ginger, and greeted Ai Xiaoyu.

"Ai Xiaoyu, let's go. I'll make a special dish for you today."

"Oh……"

Ai Xiaoyu was still a little afraid of Yin Lingshan. She agreed softly and followed behind Liu Hongyi, not daring to raise her head.

Looking at the backs of the two people gradually going away, Yin Lingshan's face changed, he snorted softly, and in the end he still didn't have the courage to follow them.

After all, Liu Chuan is now the head of the cadre school. Before figuring out what the relationship between Liu Chuan and Kang Jisheng is, Yin Lingshan dare not do anything openly and can only make trouble behind the scenes.

Liu Hongyi took Ai Xiaoyu to the river and started playing in the mud.

The riverbank in this section is all loess, which is very suitable for making "Beggar's Chicken".

Ai Xiaoyu was curious and surprised, and asked, "Why are you kneading mud?"

Liu Hongyi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll make you something delicious. You'll see what happens soon. Oh, and don't be idle either. Go pick up some firewood over there before it gets dark."

"Oh……"

Ai Xiaoyu agreed obediently and went to collect firewood happily.

Liu Hongyi quickly mixed the yellow mud and built a stove on the river bank with stones. He soaked the kraft paper used by the supply and marketing cooperative to wrap goods in the river water, wrapped the whole pheasant, stuffed star anise, cinnamon and ginger into it, spread a layer of fine salt on the chicken, sprayed some cooking wine on it, and covered the outside with a thick layer of mud.

Liu Hongyi had never cooked this dish before, but he still understood the basic principles.

This doesn't require any technical content.

As long as it is baked.

I haven't eaten meat for more than ten days since my rebirth. Even if my cooking skills are average, it should taste delicious.

Ai Xiaoyu picked up some firewood.

She had never done this kind of work before, so she only picked up thin dead branches.

Liu Hongyi smiled and said, "Wait here for me. I'll go get something thick."

Beggar's chicken is mainly cooked slowly by the residual heat of the charcoal fire. After the thick branches are burned into charcoal, they can continue to smolder for a long time.

"I'll go as well."

Ai Xiaoyu is afraid of being alone.

When I am with Liu Hongyi, I feel the strongest sense of security.

Liu Hongyi looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he wasn't worried about anyone stealing the mud balls.

Most people would never imagine that there is a pheasant wrapped in this ball of yellow mud.

"Okay, let's go together."

A moment later, Liu Hongyi came back with a hatchet that had chopped off many thick branches.

Soon, wisps of smoke began to rise from the riverside.

Liu Hongyi placed the yellow mud ball between several thick branches and began to bake it.

The waiting process is long.

Fortunately it's not boring.

After more than half an hour, the entire yellow mud ball was buried in the charcoal fire. Liu Hongyi also needed to constantly turn the yellow mud ball to ensure even heating.

Ai Xiaoyu was sitting next to him, and Liu Hongyi specially brought a stone over for her, otherwise her feet would get numb from squatting all the time.

Ai Xiaoyu brought her knees together, supported her elbows on them, and held her chin with her hands, staring intently at the yellow mud ball in the charcoal fire. Only when Liu Hongyi turned his head would she quickly raise her eyelids and stare at Liu Hongyi's angular profile, with joy shining in her big eyes.

This boy of her age is so serious about everything he does...

Liu Hongyi did not sit down. While waiting, he walked along the river bank and did a set of chest expansion exercises to activate his meridians.

This young body is awesome, it never seems to get tired.

He turned his head and glanced at Ai Xiaoyu's pretty face, and suddenly he was inspired to write poetry.

"By the creek, a bonfire is burning with the chirping of summer cicadas. The current situation is difficult and I feel overwhelmed. I will never give up my ambition to soar to the top, and I will never let down the world or you!"

Ai Xiaoyu, who had been staring at him, suddenly froze. Two blushes instantly appeared on her fair face. She bit her lower lip with her snow-white teeth and asked in surprise, "You can write poetry?"