60s: I Have an Iron Rice Bowl

Note: No transmigration, no rebirth, only a small golden finger.

Jiang Ruyu gets into a fight with her cousin from the next room over a job vacancy. She suffers an injury to her forehead but ...

Chapter 90 Picnic Fun

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yang couldn't help but burst into laughter. Jiang Ruyu was so startled by the sound that the large abalone she had just picked up fell into the puddle with a splash.

"Ah, my abalone!" She quickly bent down to pick it up, almost slipping and falling into a shallow puddle.

"Careful." Zheng Yang saw her about to bend down to pick it up and was afraid she would slip, so he quickly ran over and helped her. Otherwise, Jiang Ruyu would have done a wet and seductive thing right now.

"Hmph, it's all your fault! Don't you know that scaring someone can be deadly? Look, this big abalone of mine almost died from your fright!" Jiang Ruyu's heart was pounding like a drum, and she angrily slapped Zheng Yang several times.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Be careful, it's all rocks here, very slippery."

Standing on the shore, Jiang Lin accidentally caught a glimpse of Yang Ge's heroic rescue of the damsel in distress. Although he couldn't hear what the two were saying, he suddenly felt a bit bloated even though he hadn't eaten yet.

"Sis, Yang-ge, are you done yet? Come on up, I don't know how to cook this chicken." I have to say, although Yang-ge is my future brother-in-law, we're not married yet, so it's best not to get so close. Humph, as the younger brother, I can't stand this.

Zheng Yang's slightly aroused thoughts were also startled away by his brother-in-law's shout: "Coming, coming, coming right now."

In contrast to Zheng Yang, who always had romantic ideas about dating, Jiang Ruyu was like a carefree fool. She never thought about dating or sweet romance; she only thought about practical things.

According to her, there are so many things at the beach that are free and you can pick them up as you please. If you don't pick them up and instead stay here enjoying the sea breeze, then you must be out of your mind. Eating is the most important thing in the world.

Jiang Ruyu's personality sometimes made Zheng Yang wonder if he was too ugly or if his girlfriend simply didn't like him, which made him always lack confidence.

Jiang Ruyu was completely unaware that she had once again dashed Zheng Yang's hopes for a romantic getaway. She happily carried her basket and climbed up.

"Jiang Lin, look, look how awesome your sister is! I'm so lucky!"

Jiang Lin couldn't help but laugh at his sister's excited expression. He peeked into the basket and gave her a thumbs up: "Sis, you're amazing! You picked up so much! Perfect! Yang and I hunted a pheasant and picked up four wild eggs. Plus all this seafood, it's enough for the rest of us to eat."

"Haha, there are pheasants too. Let me get them. Do you have any bigger leaves here? How about we have some beggar's chicken, the kind described in the book, today?"

“Okay, I know where to find them. I’ll go pick some leaves.” Jiang Lin said and left.

As soon as Zheng Yang came up, Jiang Ruyu assigned him a task: "Hey, pluck the feathers off that chicken, kill it, and clean it. I'll make you something delicious later."

Zheng Yang sighed helplessly and obediently went to work, but he was actually very frustrated: his wife was only interested in food, how could he get her to look at him more? He was waiting for an answer online, it was urgent.

Jiang Ruyu was unaware of her partner's mental breakdown. She was enthusiastically cleaning the snails and crabs she had collected. She didn't have much fresh water with her and had to use it sparingly.

When Zheng Yang returned with the cleaned pheasant, Jiang Lin also returned with a few large leaves. Jiang Ruyu had also cleaned the seafood she had collected. Everything was ready, and they were just waiting to start the fire.

She first marinated the pheasant with the spices Jiang Lin brought: "Wow, Da Linzi, you have a pretty complete selection of seasonings."

"Hehe, this was given to me by the old sergeant of the cooking squad."

"By the way, Da Linzi, what is this thing? Can we eat it?" Jiang Ruyu took out the thing that she wasn't sure if it was a mushroom and showed it to Jiang Lin for identification.

"Oh, you can eat it? This is called bamboo fungus. It's a kind of mushroom. You can eat it after you remove the black shell. It's very fresh and tender." Jiang Lin recognized it at a glance. The veterans had told him about it when they were training in the mountains.

"That's good. I have a sharp eye. It would definitely taste great if I put it inside the chicken's belly too."

Jiang Ruyu was busy marinating the pheasant, Zheng Yang had already started a fire, and Jiang Lin dug a pit next to him as his sister had told him to roast the chicken later.

The marinated pheasant was stuffed with tender, crisp bamboo shoots, abalone that had been cleaned and gutted, cleaned bamboo fungus, and some spices to remove any fishy smell. It was then wrapped in leaves of unknown origin, covered with a layer of mud, and buried in the pit that Jiang Lin had dug. The pit already contained some burning charcoal, and was covered with burning coal and a mud stove for wind protection and warmth. They just had to wait to eat.

They'll have to wait a while before they can eat the chicken, so they'll have some seafood barbecue to tide them over.

The cleaned sea snails were placed on the wire mesh that Jiang Lin brought, and soon they started to bubble. The large spicy snails were also delicious when boiled in plain water in that small iron pot.

Grilled crab has a smoky aroma, and when combined with its own sweetness, it's incredibly delicious.

Jiang Ruyu hadn't eaten any oysters because she didn't have the right tools on hand: "When we get back, I'll borrow the pot from the guesthouse and ask them to exchange it for some flour and eggs so I can make you an oyster omelet. It'll be delicious. These oysters are so fresh, they'd be great for hot pot too."

Jiang Lin gave a thumbs up again: "If someone calls you 'sister' and says it's delicious, it must be really good."

"Stop flattering us. The conch is ready to eat, and the crabs are almost ready too." Jiang Ruyu pointed to the steaming conch and crabs.

Zheng Yangjiang didn't stand on ceremony. He used his chopsticks to pick out the conch meat, dipped it in soy sauce, and ate it with garlic: "This stuff is delicious, so fragrant!"

Zheng Yang nodded as he ate, saying, "Ruyu, you eat too. I'll pick one for you."

Jiang Ruyu picked out the meat Zheng Yang had chosen for her and started eating it. Jiang Lin suddenly felt that the meat in his mouth didn't taste so good anymore.

"Yes, it's just that there's no seasoning. If we could make a dipping sauce, or pour the sauce into the conch shell so that the flavor would seep into the meat during cooking, it would taste even better."

Jiang Ruyu does indeed enjoy researching these snacks. When she tastes grilled conch meat, she can't help but wonder how to make it taste even better.

By the time they've almost finished preparing the conch, crab, and snails, the roast chicken will be ready around the same time.

"You two, take that roast chicken out; it's ready to eat now."

Jiang Lin and Zheng Yang then remembered that there was still roast chicken. They took the chicken out and cracked the mud shell. Jiang Ruyu then peeled back the leaves, and a fragrant aroma wafted out. They hadn't noticed the aroma when washing the leaves, but it had a pleasant fragrance after being exposed to the high temperature.

The pheasant, wrapped in leaves, was revealed. It had turned a pale yellow color. Jiang Ruyu tentatively tore off a piece of meat, which came off easily. "Hmm, it's cooked. We can eat it now."

She put the meat in her hand into her mouth: "Hmm, the meat is not bad, it's flavorful, not dry, very delicious, not bad, not bad."

Jiang Lin and Zheng Yang quickly washed their hands, picked up their chopsticks, and tasted it.

"Oh my, the bamboo shoots, bamboo fungus, and abalone inside are absolutely delicious!" Jiang Lin quickly picked up a bamboo shoot, ate it, and his eyes widened. He then picked up a piece of abalone and ate it. The taste was simply indescribable.

Jiang Ruyu smiled and picked up a piece of abalone to taste: "Oh my, what an unexpected surprise! This abalone has absorbed the umami flavor of the chicken. The braising and roasting method has preserved the flavor of the abalone completely, and most importantly, it's not fishy at all."