Chapter 350 The familiar man in the dream
Fifty light bulbs hanging under the eaves illuminate the well in the yard. Cool water flows out of the iron-brown wellhead, reflecting the orange-yellow light of the light bulbs.
Jiang Jun held the cabbage leaves in his hand, looking for bugs against the light, and did not forget to respond to Qin Botang: "Confidence here is the beginning of destruction."
"Young man, think more correctly and don't be blinded by the colorful world outside. So, tomorrow I will take you to the mountains to hunt pheasants or rabbits."
Jiang Jun saw that his eyes were clear and he had not yet completely fallen.
I have so much energy that I just run up the mountain and everything is gone.
Qin Botang has no money on him now and doesn't know where to go. Whatever he does in the Qin family depends on other people's faces, and where he goes is also planned by others.
He also wanted to experience the local customs and practices of Inner Mongolia, and catching pheasants in the mountains sounded good: "Okay."
Jiang Juan grabbed the cabbage leaves and shook off the water: "Okay, the vegetables are washed, I'll send them to my sister."
Jiang Jun brought the washed vegetables into the kitchen.
There was a basin on the kitchen floor. Jiang Wanwan and Shen Xingjiang were sitting on a small stool picking chicken feathers. Jiang Jun put down the vegetables and immediately started to help. After a while, Qin Botang, who was bored outside, came to the kitchen and wanted to join the team picking chicken feathers.
The space was small, so Jiang Wanwan decisively made way: "Come pick it here."
Qin Botang hid in all kinds of dirty places on the train and ate all kinds of dirty things.
He didn't mind it, he squatted down, rolled up his sleeves and started picking the chicken feathers: "Thank you."
Jiang Wanwan...
"Need not."
Say thank you for helping with work and you can come more often.
Qin Botang was very patient and deft, and he plucked all the chicken feathers in a short while. Jiang Jun and Shen Xingjiang helped him.
After plucking all the chicken feathers, Chen Xingjiang lit the stove and used the fire that was licking upwards to singe away the fine hairs on the chicken.
The chicken feathers were burned by the fire and had a faint burnt smell.
After singeing the chicken feathers, the chicken needs to be gutted. Shen Xingjiang holds the knife and cuts it accurately and forcefully. His movements are quick and decisive. He digs out the chicken's stomach, removes the internal organs, cleans it and cuts it into pieces. All these movements are smooth and flowing.
Qin Botang looked at the muscles on Shen Xingjiang's arms, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and touched his skinny body: "Your brother-in-law has a great figure."
Jiang Jun agreed: "Yes, it's amazing."
The oil in the pot was hot, Shen Xingjiang threw the chopped green onion and garlic into the pot, and the big iron pot fried out a fragrant aroma. He poured all the meat in the basin into it, and small white droplets popped up in the hot pot, making crackling and sizzling sounds.
For a moment, the only sounds in the kitchen were the men's exclamations.
The meal was served late, and Qin Xiao slept for two hours before the meal.
She rubbed her eyes and went outside to wash her face with well water.
When she entered the room and saw cabbage leaves, egg sauce, a pot of rice dumplings, and pheasant meat that was stewed until soft and attractive in color on the table, she swallowed her saliva wildly.
“The meat is well stewed!”
Everyone was waiting for her, and she sat down and started eating.
Jiang Wanwan picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat, when Shen Xingjiang came over and whispered, “Pheasant meat is difficult to digest, eat slowly.”
Jiang Wanwan didn't do what he thought and just listened to him eating slowly.
There wasn't much chicken, but I put a few potatoes in about ten minutes before serving, and the portion instantly increased. This is how farmers eat meat, with potatoes or radish cubes, so that even the vegetarian dishes have the taste of meat, and everyone is happy after eating so much.
Everyone started eating. Qin Botang had never eaten pheasant before, and he thought it tasted very good, with a wild flavor that farm chickens did not have.
He also ate a small rice dumpling. He didn't know how to make it, so Jiang Jun made one for him. It was filled with peanuts, mashed potatoes, and steamed eggplant puree, with chopped green onions, cilantro, and a little bit of chili.
Qin Botang took a bite and the first thing he felt was the crispness of the cabbage. The taste and texture of eating it raw and cooked are completely different.
Raw cabbage retains the freshest and most juicy taste of cabbage. The crispy cabbage is wrapped with soft and sticky potatoes, eggplants and rice grains. When you chew it, you can taste the aroma of egg sauce, and occasionally the unique crispy aroma of peanuts.
Qin Botang fell in love instantly.
He didn't even want to eat the meat. After finishing one, he used cabbage leaves to wrap his own. Although his wrapping was not as good as Jiang Jun's, he felt a great sense of accomplishment.
“I didn’t expect the raw leaves to be so delicious.”
Qin Xiao also struggled with the chicken neck in the bowl, with oil hanging from his lips, and reminded him: "You haven't eaten for two meals, take it easy, don't eat yourself to death."
He was like an old country bumpkin entering the city, without any reserve at all.
It’s a pity that Master Bo can’t appreciate his current appearance. If those old guys see him, they will faint.
Qin Botang was satisfied with the meal and a little tired. He sighed tiredly: "I know what's going on."
Then he ate a palm-sized lunch box. He was about 90% full after finishing it. Normally, he should stop at 60% or 70%. But he couldn't help but pick up a piece of chicken wing meat and nibble on it.
Jiang Wanwan was stunned.
The young master adapts to local customs too quickly.
The stool next to her moved back a little, Shen Xingjiang put down his chopsticks and walked out, and came back after a while, holding a bowl in his hand, and without avoiding anyone's gaze, he placed the bowl in front of Jiang Wanwan.
The small bowl was obviously taken out of the pot and was still emitting steam. The bowl was filled with chicken gizzards, chicken legs, chicken hearts and a piece of chicken liver, all of which were good spots.
Qin Botang, Qin Xiaoye, and Jiang Jun had almost finished their meals and felt reluctant to eat this dish.
Shen Xingjiang sat down and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Wanwan finally understood why he asked her to eat slower during the meal. Her face turned slightly red.
The chickens and ducks were slaughtered and the chicken legs and other things were left over for the children to eat, and he even specially left a bowl for them.
Afraid that Qin Botang would notice something strange, Jiang Wanwan picked up a piece of chicken gizzard and gave it to Qin Xiaoye: "You should eat more too."
Qin Xiao also looked at Shen Xingjiang and curled his lips: “Thank you.”
Under everyone's complicated gazes, Jiang Wanwan ate a piece of chicken gizzard and then a chicken leg, which tasted so delicious.
Qin Botang was a little full and even grabbed some chicken bones with his hands while eating. His hands were sticky, so he went outside to wash his hands.
As soon as he left, Jiang Wanwan picked out the tenderest piece of chicken thigh meat and put it in Shen Xingjiang's bowl: "Jiangjiang, eat more."
"Hmm!" Jiang Jun covered his face, "The world is going downhill, and the world is cruel."
Jiang Wanwan clicked her tongue unhappily: "Speak human language."
Jiang Jun: "You openly make us jealous, how disgraceful! My teeth hurt."
He covered his face and ran out.
Qin Xiao also sighed and shook his head, but he didn't leave. He just did the whole thing.
Shen Xingjiang didn't say anything and ate the meat that Jiang Wanwan gave him.
After dinner, Jiang Jun took Qin Botang away to sleep in his dormitory, where there was still a vacancy.
Qin Xiao rested in the living room of Jiang Wanwan's house, and the small bed that was originally built for Chen Tang came in handy again.
After washing up and going to bed at night, Jiang Wanwan lay in Shen Xingjiang's arms, and Shen Xingjiang hugged her and kissed her for a long time.
Her lips were swollen from kissing.
Jiang Wanwan felt some pain after licking him, so she bit the flesh on his arm to vent her anger. After that, she felt sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.
Consciousness passes through chaos and enters into dreams.
In her dream, she came to the early 1910s, before her death. In a high-end commercial apartment, a man in a suit and tie had his back to her. The man had a tall and strong figure, and exuded a mature and steady charm.
It’s just that… two-thirds of the roots of his hair were white.
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