The duck farm that Tang Yuan was familiar with was located in the eastern suburbs of Beijing, near Jin City. The blue sports car turned a corner and drifted to a stop in the yard, sending up bursts of flying smoke.
"Who on earth is this guy?! You've got a whole house full of ashes for me again!!" The owner of the duck farm was wearing an apron, holding a duck-butchering knife in his hand, looking at the window with his head raised, and yelling.
People nowadays don't care about martial ethics at all. Do they think this is a racing track?
"Lao Wu, it's me." Tang Yuan walked out of the driver's seat while shaking the keys, glanced at Yu Jian who was still unbuckling his seat belt in the passenger seat, and snorted coldly.
This little girl was very good at tricking people, so he had to work hard to avoid falling into the trick again.
"Hey, what kind of wind is blowing today? It actually brought the hot chef Tang here. I'm so happy!" The boss came out from the inner room, holding his duck-chopping knife in his hand with a grin on his face.
It almost reached behind the ears.
Tang Yuan punched him and scolded him with a smile: "You are still so poor. I brought a kid to see your ducks." Yu Jian Nunu followed behind.
Little girl?! The duck farm owner’s eyes instantly became impure. He looked back and forth for a long time, then he came closer and said to her, “You are quite beautiful, but you look a bit young. Aren’t you an old cow eating young grass??
"That look is a bit self-explanatory.
Tang Yuan slapped him on the head and gave him a ceiling-level hygienic look: "What nonsense are you thinking about? I can't stand that little boss of Yu's restaurant..."
The duck farm owner was dumbfounded, with an "Are you kidding me" look all over his face? When he realized that Tang Yuan was indeed not kidding, he pulled him lower before speaking: "The one who just beats the shit out of you?" She's still a little girl.
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Tang Yuan slowly straightened up, folded his arms across his chest, and looked at him with a half-smile. The index finger of his right hand tapped his left arm rhythmically, once, once, and again...
The owner of the duck farm was in awe, he patted his mouth quickly and kept saying: "My fault, I can't control this mouth, it's all nonsense."
People in Beijing love duck and eat countless ducks every year. Northern ducks are mostly larger in size and have firmer meat, making them a good ingredient for roast duck.
"I am Wu Ping, the person in charge of the duck farm. I am the fifth in the family. Just call me Lao Wu." Lao Wu took Yu Jian to visit the duck farm and introduced himself, "My duck farm only raises purebred white females."
Duck, look at this size, with thick breasts and fat wings, and strong and powerful claws..."
Yu Jian followed his hand and saw a beautiful white duck standing in the middle of the fence. Its white feathers were thick and dense. When someone was talking about it, it spread its wings as if to show off, trying to show off its strength.
but……
"It's a bit heavy," Yu Jian said. Ducks are most fat and thin when they weigh 6 pounds. Ducks that weigh more than 8 pounds are mostly fat and fat, and the resulting duck has an overly oily taste.
An expert! As soon as these words came out, Lao Wu had a qualitative change in her opinion. He originally thought that she was just a junior in a cooking family who had acquired two unique skills and was introduced to the world. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be a very knowledgeable person.
"This is the kind of duck the duck restaurant in Beijing wants. It weighs 8 pounds. After bleeding and removing the internal organs, the net weight is 4 pounds." He said casually, rubbing his fingertips slightly.
Yu Jian shook his head: "Eight pounds is too heavy, and the duck skin is too thick." Whether it is roasted or boiled, the duck skin can only be a slight layer, and if you eat any more, it will feel too fat in your mouth.
Lao Wu looked at her intently for a while, flicked his hair and waved his elbow: "Follow me."
The outside of the duck farm is filled with ordinary white ducks, but the further inside, the more Yu Jian feels that it is not simple. There is also a simulated temperature-controlled room inside, where air circulation and temperature adjustment can be carried out at any time.
Lao Wu proudly opened the door and unscrewed a button on the wall. The top of the house was completely opened and folded several times, revealing an open-air state. A corner of the house was actually connected to a small natural lake.
"How about it?" Standing not far away, Lao Wu opened his arms and showed off his most proud achievement, "The capillary duck house is equipped with voice control technology and can simulate natural ecology anytime and anywhere. Isn't it awesome?"
"Awesome!" Yu Jian was almost dumbfounded. Who would have thought that just raising a duck could produce such a high-tech thing?
Lao Wu caught a duck and handed it to her. Huibulaji's duck was probably a little unhappy because someone had pinched its lifeline. He screamed at the top of his lungs. This heartbreaking sound broke the quiet atmosphere. In an instant,
, the whole duck farm was very lively.
"Shelduck?" Yu Jian's eyes lit up, and she pinched the roots of the duck's wings and looked at it carefully. This duck probably has been kept in the lake all year round, and usually eats fresh fish, shrimp, shellfish and tender water chestnuts.
It doesn't have the fishy smell of ordinary ducks, but has a refreshing fragrance of grass and lake water.
Lao Wu told her: "This is the Sihu Shelduck with an annual output of only a few thousand. Although it is not big, its meat is very tender. No, this is the kind of duck that Tang Yuan uses there."
Yu Jian turned to look at Tang Yuan again. He was teasing the duck with a piece of straw he picked from nowhere. He was suddenly asked "Yeah", which was regarded as an admission.
"What's the price? If our Yu family restaurant wants it, how many can it supply in a month?" Yu Jian hugged the duck in her hand tightly, raised her head and looked at Lao Wu sincerely.
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Yu Jian took the contract and checked it carefully again, then folded it in half and put it in her bag with satisfaction.
"You don't need to ask Uncle Jianguo to come and take a look?" Tang Yuan felt that she was a brat and she could decide on such a big matter by herself. When signing the contract, he didn't even stop her. The little girl signed her name with a swipe of her pen.
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"No, I can make the decision." Her father's vision is not as good as hers, and calling him over again is just a formality, so why waste time.
The little girl glanced at him, turned her head away, pouted for a long time, and then said two words slowly: "Thank you."
The sound is as loud as a mosquito, so you might miss it if you're not careful.
But Tang Yuan heard it. At this time, his ears were so sharp that he could hear it at nanometer decibels. He took out his ears and asked in surprise: "What did you say? It was too noisy just now and I didn't hear it."
"I said, thank you!" Yu Jian also knew that he must have heard it just now, but she was in a good mood at the moment and did not care about him as usual, so she shouted loudly into his ear.
The wind blew past his ears as the words were spoken, and the scent of the little girl suddenly approaching his nose was felt. Tang Yuan sat up straight unnaturally, staring straight ahead, his hands holding the steering wheel gradually tightened.
There was a suspicious red color at the base of his ears, and he glanced at the little girl in the passenger seat with his peripheral vision, her white jade-like cheeks, long fan-like eyelashes, and her small cherry mouth...
Eliminate...
I spat in my heart, what are you thinking, old gangster!