Chapter 311: Ancestral Roast Chicken
It's already June, and these nearly 800 hens can only lay 200 eggs at most every day.
If this continues, Zou Meihua will lose all her money.
Look at the chickens and ducks that Tan Chen bought. Regardless of the location or occasion, they are crowded in the bamboo basket and still laying eggs vigorously...
She really wanted to ask Shang Ruoting how to raise chickens to increase egg production, but she also knew that the two families had reached the point where they would never have any contact with each other again, so she didn't frown.
Shang Ruoting and Tan Chen answered some gossip questions in a roundabout way before driving the tractor home.
Zhao Dan and Wang Xigui helped take care of the three greenhouses, so the couple felt relieved and took the chickens and ducks directly to the farm.
The chicken coop and duck breeding ground had already been prepared there.
Roosters and ducks now make up half of the herd. Shang Ruoting and Tan Chen plan to collect some more fertilized eggs, so they've selected a few roosters and ducks to keep with the hens and ducks. They won't be collecting the eggs for now, so they'll be able to harvest another batch of fertilized eggs in a few days.
In addition, the extra roosters and ducks were placed in a separate place, waiting to be taken to Zhou Ergu when there was an opportunity to go to the market.
The two of them had just arranged for the chickens and ducks they brought back. Old Mrs. Shang had nothing to do, so she came to stroll around the wasteland.
Like the villagers, the old man was first shocked by the number of adult chickens and ducks they bought, and then felt that the number of roosters and ducks they bought was too many.
Seeing that Old Lady Shang was muttering endlessly, Shang Ruoting picked up a rooster and gave it to her, preparing to have chicken in the evening.
Old Mrs. Shang always catered to her granddaughter's appetite. When she saw that she wanted to eat chicken, she stopped nagging and left with a big rooster.
Shang Ruoting and Tan Chen dealt with the matters at the farm and invited Wang Xigui to go back for dinner.
As a result, as soon as I walked to the gate of the yard, I smelled a unique fragrance.
Shang Ruoting sniffed hard. The smell was like a particularly famous roast chicken she had eaten in her previous life.
Tan Chen and Wang Xigui also sniffed at the same time.
"I don't know what grandma made, it smells so good." Tan Chen said, and he couldn't wait to go into the kitchen to take a look.
Since Wang Xigui moved to the greenhouse, he has eaten three meals a day at Tan Chen's house.
He had lived half his life, but this was the first time he felt that food could be so delicious. Even the simple meals made by Old Madam Shang were so delicious.
However, Wang Xigui was more reserved than Tan Chen. Even though the fragrance filled his taste buds, he was too embarrassed to shout it out. He swallowed hard and followed him into the yard.
Shang Ruoting and Tan Chen couldn't wait to get into the kitchen, wanting to be the first to know what delicious food Grandma Shang had cooked.
When Mrs. Shang saw the two children come in, she said lovingly, "Today I made a roast chicken that's been passed down from our family. It will be ready in ten minutes."
Shang Ruoting swallowed unconsciously. It was so lucky to have such a grandma.
The roast chicken hasn't been fully cooked yet, but the aroma has already spread so far. She really can't imagine how delicious it will be when the finished product comes out of the pot.
Although Tan Chen was drooling over the roast chicken, his grandmother said it would take another ten minutes to be ready, so he simply went out to get some water and wash up.
Shang Ruoting, the foodie, was reluctant to leave and kept staring at the chicken in the pot.
After ten minutes, Mrs. Shang took out the cooked chicken and placed it on the steamer to drain the moisture.
Shang Ruoting thought the roast chicken was ready, and couldn't help wanting to taste it. However, as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was hit by Old Lady Shang.
"Why are you in such a hurry? There's still one step left!"
Shang Ruoting retracted her hand, stuck out her tongue, and continued to watch Old Lady Shang busy herself.
I saw the old man took out a bag of tea and some seasonings from somewhere, and also took some sugar, spread them on the bottom of the pot, put the steamer curtain and the cooked chicken on top, covered the pot and turned on a low heat.
After a while, a unique fragrance came from the kitchen, with a hint of sweetness in it...
Old Mrs. Shang seemed to be in a good mood today. While she was smoking the roast chicken, she told Shang Ruoting the story of the roast chicken.
"This roast chicken is arguably the most premium dish in our Li's Imperial Cuisine. Before my grandfather's generation, this dish earned the Li family a lot of honor and wealth."
Shang Ruoting listened carefully to Old Lady Shang's talk about the past of the Li family. In addition to salivating over the roast chicken, she also had a deeper respect for it.
After all, no matter what kind of food it is, it can only be achieved through people's constant research, experiments and even continuous improvements.
The Li ancestors must have put a lot of effort into this.
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