After being reborn, the young master returned to his village and led his wife and daughters to prosp

Whether it's wild mushrooms or plump pheasants, they are all top-notch delicacies from the mountains.

The chicken soup made by stewing the two together is naturally incredibly delicious, with excellent color, aroma, and flavor.

Just add two or three slices of old ginger, seven or eight peppercorns, and a little salt for seasoning, and you have a rare delicacy that is both healthy and nutritious.

A few moments later, the chicken soup was ready.

As soon as Lin Fan lifted the lid, an enticing aroma wafted out, becoming even more intense.

In the pot, tender mushrooms float in the rich, white chicken broth, large, golden chunks of pheasant meat are plump and firm, and a thick layer of oil floats on top of the broth, making it incredibly tempting.

Lin Fan scooped up a little with a spoon, tasted it, smacked his lips, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.

Not far away, a young woman saw this scene, looked down at the lean meat porridge in her clay pot, and suddenly felt that it didn't taste so good anymore.

She extinguished the fire in the stove, walked to Lin Fan's side, stared at him with bright eyes, and said with a smile, "Young man, your chicken is quite big. Did you raise it yourself?"

Lin Fan had an exceptionally good appearance. He was 1.8 meters tall, with a neat short haircut, thick eyebrows, and a slender, upright figure.

His cheeks are sharply defined, somewhat resembling the famous TV star Fei Xiang.

While he was busy in the yard, several young girls secretly glanced at him.

The young woman was so tempted by the taste of the chicken soup Lin Fan cooked that she came over to chat. While she was talking, her eyes kept glancing at Lin Fan without any attempt to hide it, showing that she had a rather fiery personality.

Hearing this, Lin Fan shook his head and smiled, "Big sister is joking. How could my family raise such good-looking chickens? These are wild chickens I caught on the mountain, they're very fresh."

The young woman, smelling the rich aroma of chicken soup, couldn't help but swallow hard. Glancing at her slightly protruding belly, she couldn't help but ask, "Young man, do you still have any chickens? Could you sell me one?"

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "Sell? To be honest, I bought this chicken to stew for my wife to nourish her body. We do have one left, but we can't finish it all. However, I've never sold this kind of thing before, and I don't even have anything to weigh it."

Upon hearing this, the young woman said with some envy, "Young man, you look so young, are you already married?"

"Your wife is so lucky, unlike my husband. I'm three months pregnant and I still have to come to the hospital to help him take care of his mother. Sigh..."

Everything is subject to comparison. In the past, young women didn't think their husbands were anything wrong with them.

However, compared to Lin Fan, she felt that her husband, who was as dark as charcoal, had flaws in every way.

Look at this handsome young man, so good-looking, and so loving towards his wife. He's 1.8 meters tall, it's a rare find.

Upon hearing that Lin Fan was interested in selling his chickens, the young woman quickly said, "Young man, if you're willing to sell, the price is negotiable. There are scales in the hospital. How about this: how much does your chicken weigh? I'll sell it to you for twelve yuan a pound."

The young woman's price was reasonable. She had bought free-range chickens from the countryside for 9.4 yuan per jin these past few days. The wild pheasant that the young man caught was plump and tender, and 12 yuan was not expensive. The main reason was that she was afraid Lin Fan would not agree to the lower price.

"Twelve yuan?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan's eyes lit up.

This price exceeded his expectations. After all, at the meat processing plant, a pound of pork only costs five yuan and six jiao, and a carton of milk only costs seven yuan.

His wild pheasant, thanks to its wild origin, actually sold for twelve yuan a pound, which greatly exceeded his expectations.

"Okay, then please wait a moment while I bring the chicken over. We'll weigh it together, and I can even butcher it for you after that. Oh, and besides the chicken, do you want some of these mushrooms? This whole basket is full of them. They're wild mushrooms I picked in the mountains, with a strong flavor. If you want them, I'll give you a discount, how about one yuan and fifty cents per pound?"

The young woman nodded with a smile.

"Yes, these wild mushrooms are so fresh, my mouth is watering! Hurry up, young man, I'll wait for you here!"

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, and without saying a word, turned off the fire in the stove, picked up the stewed chicken soup, and returned to the ward.

"Mom, Shuying, the chicken soup is ready, come and have some!"

Seeing Lin Fan put down the pot and hurriedly leave again.

Liu Chunlian hurriedly called out, "Third brother, where are you going?"

"Mom, someone is selling mushrooms and pheasants, I'm going to go check it out."

After saying that, he turned back to look at Lin Shuying and said softly, "Drink more chicken soup. It's all wild and nutritious. The doctor said you're weak and need more nourishment. Don't skimp on it for me. If I'm hungry, I'll go outside and buy a bowl of noodles myself."

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Shuying's reply, he had already picked up the pheasant from under the bed and hurriedly left.

Lin Shuying felt a warmth in her heart and looked towards the door of the ward, revealing a gentle smile.

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After leaving the ward, Lin Fan borrowed the hospital scale from the young woman and weighed the pheasant. It weighed a full two pounds and eight ounces.

One jin costs twelve yuan, so two jin and eight liang would be twenty-seven yuan.

The young woman paid readily and then bought two more jin of wild mushrooms from Lin Fan, totaling thirty yuan.

After receiving the money, Lin Fan immediately and skillfully pulled out a small knife from his waist and began to butcher the pheasant.

First, scald the pheasant's feathers with boiling water at around 50 or 60 degrees Celsius, and then you can easily pluck the feathers clean.

Then use a knife to cut open the pheasant's belly from the middle and throw away the intestines, gizzard, and other inedible parts.

Then light a fire to burn off any remaining fine feathers on the chicken. Finally, wash it with clean water and chop it into small pieces with a cleaver. That completes the process of slaughtering the chicken in less than ten minutes.

"Young man, this is quite a skillful dish!"

The young woman took the small plastic bag from Lin Fan. Inside, the chicken was chopped into very even pieces, and upon close inspection, not a single stray hair could be found; it had been cleaned exceptionally well.

This pleased the hygienic woman greatly, and she couldn't help but give Lin Fan a thumbs up.

Lin Fan smiled and didn't say much.

In her past life, after being driven out of her home, she always missed her family, but because she felt guilty, she dared not go back.

Later, he gradually started some small businesses on his own. His first pot of gold came from opening a restaurant, which is why he has such good skills in slaughtering livestock and cooking.

Later, as the restaurant grew larger, he stopped doing everything himself and started a chain, gradually transitioning to other businesses.

After more than a decade of success, he finally mustered the courage to return to this small mountain village.

Unfortunately, by then his wife and daughter had already passed away, his adoptive mother died in despair, and his elder brother and sister had disappeared without a trace. Only his mentally unstable adoptive father sat alone on the doorstep, dozing off with his hands tucked into his sleeves.