The food was all ready, and the old hen was cooked into a pot of fragrant chicken soup.
Zhi Changle came to call people.
It was very quiet in the cellar. Xia Zhaoyi looked at the candlelight in trance, while Lu Qianhai could not speak at all.
Zhi Changle came down and stood on the wooden ladder, calling again: "Ali?"
Xia Zhaoyi looked up and nodded: "Yes."
She stood up, put away the confession book on the table, and blew out all the candles on the wall, leaving only half of it on the table.
When he stepped on the wooden ladder and left, Lu Qianhai said, "I thought you were going to say something else, so I left like this."
Xia Zhaoyi turned around and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Lu Qianhai showed disdain.
"Do you want chicken soup?" Xia Zhaoyi asked again.
"Heh." Lu Qianhai smiled.
"Don't laugh," Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, "I'll bring it later and you watch me eat it."
"Don't say goodbye!" Zhi Changle's eyes lit up, "Don't make any noise when you eat. It's up to me to do this. Old Tong and I eat fiercely. From now on, Old Tong and I will take turns eating here! We'll devour him so much that he won't be able to die!"
"
Lu Qianhai frowned, raised his head and glared at him.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled, came down from the wooden ladder, and looked at Lu Qianhai.
"Do you know how to make this old chicken soup?" She returned to the table, sat down and held her chin up, smiling. "The old hens raised at home are the fattest. First use hot water to remove the chicken blood, and then use the oil remover.
Method: Remove the fat under the skin of the chicken, wash it, take it out, pour a little oil in the pot, wait until the pot is hot, first add garlic, chives, tangerine peel, star anise, ginger slices, etc., any of them with cooking wine and salt
Stir-fried with sesame, sugar, or soy sauce, Master Lu must have smelled the fragrance, right?"
Lu Qianhai looked ugly and clenched his fists.
"After frying, add water, and then there are the various ingredients we prepared. Depending on your preference, you can add donkey hide gelatin, longan, mulberry, wolfberry, pitted dates, or mushrooms, angelica, Ganoderma lucidum, gastrodia elata, radish, and yam
..." Xia Zhaoyi said as he stretched out his other finger to count one, two, three, four, five.
"There are so many ways to make chicken soup. These ingredients can be placed outside the old hen, or stuffed into the belly of the chicken, and then simmered over low heat. The rotten chicken, the tender chicken skin, can be chewed in one bite.
When you serve it, do you remember how wonderful the aroma of the delicious chicken leaves on your lips and teeth, and how refreshing and moist the hot and fragrant chicken soup is in your mouth?"
Zhi Changle swallowed and said, "Ah Li, I'm hungry."
"I'm hungry too," Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, stood up and said with a smile, "Then let's go eat."
"Yeah, let's go!"
Lu Qianhai watched them leave, his hands even trembling a little.
When the cellar door closed, he seemed to smell the aroma of chicken soup, and then his stomach rumbled, he was so hungry.
When his body and mind slowly recovered from the unbearable torture, the cellar door was opened again.
Lu Qianhai raised his head.
A middle-aged strong man he had never seen before came down, carrying a large bowl of rice and a bowl of soup in his hands. The fragrant rice was topped with vegetables and meat, and a plump chicken leg was exposed in the large bowl of thick soup.
Lu Qianhai was going crazy and looked at him in horror.
Lao Tong strode over, put down two large bowls, pulled out a stool and sat down to eat.
After staying in the military camp for a long time, I was scrambling to eat and gobbled it up. Now that I encountered delicious food, I ate with big mouthfuls. The sound of chewing was loud and drooling. Every sound stimulated Lu Qianhai.
After experiencing the gloomy darkness of Chuifangzhuang and the humiliation in the carriage, and now being tortured like this again, Lu Qianhai's eyes became sore again, and tears of resentment rolled down.
Fortunately, he was facing the wall, and fortunately, the rude man only focused on eating and didn't look at him at all.
But why do you do this to him?
Why?!
Lu Qianhai gritted his teeth and cried, the more he became more and more sad and angry.
This evil boy, are you a devil?
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Due to the restructuring of the DPRK and the frequent shortage of supplies in various places, the local government offices rushed people to Beijing like crazy, and the six departments were already busy with all kinds of affairs, large and small.
Jiang Ping was so tired that he almost fell asleep in the bumpy and uncomfortable sedan on the way home.
When he finally arrived home, he strode to his yard as soon as he entered the house, just wanting to go to bed quickly.
The servants and maids he met on the road were all respectful and polite, but when he was approaching his compound, a figure suddenly ran out and knelt in front of him, crying bitterly: "Master, help me, Master!!!"
Jiang Pingdai has returned to his courtyard. The rule in the house is that no dinner will be served when Jiang Pingsheng is not around. However, Jiang Pingdai is used to it in the backyard and is now chewing on a chicken drumstick.
It was so fragrant that I couldn't bear to finish it.
There was sudden movement outside, and Jiang Pingdai was overjoyed. Is Big Head back?
He quickly stood up and opened the door, and was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Pingsheng, still wearing official uniform, stood at the entrance of the courtyard, followed by the servants of Jiang Mansion. Several torches were brightly lit, reflecting the anger on Jiang Pingsheng's face.
"You bastard! What good have you done!" Jiang Pingsheng yelled angrily.
Jiang Pingdai was still biting the chicken leg and asked in a daze, "What?"
Over there, Mrs. Zhuang and several aunts were rushing over. Mrs. Zhuang stepped forward panting: "Master, what happened?"
"Tie him up!" Jiang Pingsheng pointed, "Where is his servant? He is also tied up!"
"Master, I just came back in the afternoon and went out not long ago. I'm not at home now." A servant said.
"Then wait at the door and tie him up when he comes back." Jiang Pingsheng said.
"Yes, sir."
Several servants walked towards Jiang Pingdai, one of them was holding a thick twist rope.
Jiang Pingdai panicked: "No, brother, you have to have a reason to tie me up, right? What's going on with you? I think I've been very honest these days, I didn't even go to a gambling house!"
"Father," a young man came running with his entourage, "Father, what's going on?"
"Mu'er," Zhuang grabbed the boy, "It's none of your business, so don't interfere."
"Mu'er, please tell me!" Jiang Pingdai put his hands behind his back and shouted as several servants wrapped him around him, "Tell me brother to stop doing this! This is irregular!"
"Father?" The young man looked at Jiang Pingsheng, "What's wrong with my second uncle? No matter what, you can't tie him up like this?"
"He knows what he did!" Jiang Pingsheng said, "Lock him up and keep him under watch. He is not allowed to be released without my permission!"
"Yes!" the servants responded.
"Brother, I really didn't count! I didn't do anything!" Jiang Pingdai jumped, "Let me go, let me go quickly! Tell me, what on earth did I commit?"
"Yes, father, please make it clear," Jiang Mu said, "You can't kidnap your second uncle for no reason."
"Hiring a murderer, do you think I should be tied up?" Jiang Pingsheng said, turning around with a flick of his sleeves, "I don't want to see this bastard!"
"What kind of hired murderer! I didn't do it, I didn't do it!" Jiang Pingdai was anxious to death.
But Jiang Pingsheng left without looking back.
When the figure walked away, Jiang Pingdai turned his head and said "poof" and glared at the servants: "Let's see who dares to touch me! I won't be able to kill you in the future!"
After cursing, he turned around, kicked open the half-open door, sat down on the bed, and twisted his tightly bound body uncomfortably.
At first, he thought that the previous things had been discovered, but now that he heard about the hired murder, Jiang Pingdai felt a little relieved.
However, he knew very well what Jiang Pingsheng was like, and would not do this to him for no reason.
Okay, what is this for?
Recently, because he has no money to spend, he has been staying quietly and has no chance to offend anyone.
This bullshit rope on my body is really uncomfortable now. Jiang Pingdai twisted his body again angrily, getting extremely annoyed.
