The fish and the steamed buns were all eaten, but it was still not enough, the climax was yet to come - beggar's chicken.
"Let me do it, let me do it. I've wanted to make this chicken for a long time, but it never tastes as good when I make it myself." Zeng Bao said excitedly.
"No, when have you ever been a beggar's chicken?" Zeng Hu glared, "You're hiding from me and eating alone, right? You stole the chicken..."
"Get lost, you stole the chicken, your whole family stole the chicken."
"If you didn't steal the chicken, where did you get the chicken to make beggar's chicken?"
"Pheasant, pheasant... Pheasant is not okay? In your eyes, pheasant is not a chicken (let's just say chicken)..."
Zeng Wangcai's face turned dark when he heard this. Forget it, these two jokers, just keep arguing over there.
He took a kitchen knife and worked with Zhang Xiuzhi to dig out all the charcoal in the pit, and then started digging carefully.
There were two lumps of mud buried in the small pit inside the big pit. After they were dug out, they were found to be burnt hard. Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi dealt with one each, using the back of a knife to knock open the mud shell.
Crash!
The lotus leaf ball tied with hemp rope appeared from the mud shell. Even though it has not been opened, the tempting meaty aroma can be smelled.
The little tiger and the little leopard immediately stopped making noise, came over to watch, and there were obvious noises coming from their mouths.
The chicken was killed by Zhang Xiuzhi, but the seasoning and wrapping were done by Zeng Wangcai. He did not wrap the feathers directly with mud for fear that it would not be tasty. Instead, he wrapped it with lotus leaves. Not only is it hygienic, but the chicken also has a light lotus leaf fragrance.
Zeng Wangcai cut the hemp rope with a knife and untied the lotus leaves while enduring the heat. This was the moment when the fragrance was the strongest.
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