This year, we are able to plant so many fields and raise livestock thanks to the help of the Zhao and Guo families. I will probably have to trouble them to slaughter the livestock and transport the goods later. After all, we can’t let them work in vain!

After returning home, Li Yan started to prepare the chicken. She first cut off the chicken head and feet, cleaned the excess fat and chicken skin, and then began to marinate.

Li Yan took some spices bought by her father, ground them into powder, and added them in. Then she cut some green onions, ginger, and garlic to remove the fishy smell. Finally, she poured some freshly made soy sauce to enhance the flavor, and added sugar and salt to enhance the taste!

How could a farmer be willing to use seasonings like this? Onions and garlic were fine, but sugar and salt were both precious items. Li Xiaomei stood by and watched her niece sprinkle salt and sugar without trembling, her heart trembling as she asked, "How much does this food cost?"

Li Yan thought about it and realized that the chicken had been raised for a while when she bought it. She bought it for five cents a piece and raised it for another two or three months. She added another ten cents, labor, seasoning, and other miscellaneous expenses. Li Yan had already made up her mind: "Auntie, how about thirty-five cents a piece?"

Thirty-five cents may be a price that people who have been in poverty for a long time cannot afford, but it is still affordable for families with a little extra money. According to my consideration, this food is an ordinary item, and the price should be affordable, which most people can afford. Only then will such a snack business have a mass base.

When Li Xiaomei heard the price, she felt it was reasonable and not as unaffordable as she had imagined.

The key to making this roast chicken delicious lies in the marinade. Although there is no pepper, it has spices. Given the poor cooking skills of today's people, Li Yan is confident that this fried chicken will be a hit!

An hour had passed since all thirty chickens were marinated. Li Xiaomei looked at the pile of chicken heads and feet and asked, "What should we do with all these?"

"You can braise the chicken feet, but don't bother with the heads. Next time, just ask Uncle Zhao and the others to prepare the chicken for us, and let them handle the heads themselves."

She had heard before that chicken heads contained high cholesterol and that eating too much was bad for the body. However, for farmers who only ate meat a few times a year, it was not enough to fill them up, let alone cholesterol.

At this time, Lin coaxed the child to sleep and then walked out of the house. Now she was out of confinement, but she had to take care of two children alone, so she was inevitably a little overwhelmed. She could only help do some things while the children were asleep.

"What do you want to eat tonight? Mom will make it for you!" Lin rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.

Li Yan followed her mother and washed the marinade off her hands: "Mom, we're all done, just go and look after your brothers and sisters!"

Lin smiled and said, "It's okay, I put them both on the crib to sleep!"

The crib has high guardrails, so it is very safe to put the child in it.

Li Yan looked at the chicken offal and chicken blood in the yard and said, "Mom, why don't we stir-fry the chicken offal tonight and stew some tofu and chicken blood? We can send some to grandpa and grandma later!"

Lin nodded and went to the yard to take the things to the kitchen. There were so many chicken offal and blood that if they were not eaten tonight, they would probably go bad tomorrow.

Lin was cooking, Li Xiaomei was helping to light the fire, and Li Yan was processing the chicken feet. She found a clay pot, put all the washed chicken feet into it, and added onions, ginger, garlic, cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, soy sauce to enhance the color, and sugar and salt to enhance the flavor.

The most important thing is the spice bag made of spices such as star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, cardamom, etc. All the seasonings are put into it, and the clay pot is placed on a small clay stove and slowly simmered to make it slowly absorb the flavor.

As soon as Li Erlang entered the courtyard, he smelled the aroma of food in the air. It must be that the girl was tinkering with something.

After the meal was ready, Li Yan packed a portion of fried chicken offal, stewed tofu, and braised chicken feet and sent it to the next door.

When the foodie Maomao saw his second sister coming over with food, he happily jumped in front of Li Yan, stretched out his little head, and kept asking: "Second sister, second sister, what is delicious!"

Seeing the eager look in the little guy's eyes, Li Yan casually picked up a braised chicken foot and gave it to Maomao, making the little kid smile.

At this time, Wu, who was sitting under the eaves mending shoe soles, stood up and greeted them, saying angrily, "Just keep it for yourselves!"

Li Yan handed the small tray to Wu: "Grandma, you've been working hard these days helping with the spring plowing. We haven't had much good food. Today, we just finished processing the chicken. I'll just cook all the remaining chicken offal and chicken blood and serve some to Grandpa and Grandma to try!"

"Is this store going to open tomorrow?" asked Mr. Li, taking a puff of his pipe.