When Su Yan got off work in the evening, she found a note on the table as soon as she entered the house. It turned out that Lu Ting had left it for her to go to his parents' house for dinner.
Su Yan didn't understand why her parents-in-law asked her to have dinner today. When she got there, she found out that Chen Yuhe's family had sent her two black chickens. They killed a black chicken tonight and asked Su Yan to come and drink the soup. There was still a white chicken that had not been killed.
Looking at the fluffy Baifeng black chicken in the cage, which was obviously a hen, Su Yan wondered what the chicks would look like if such a beautiful black chicken was raised in a space and mated with a rooster to lay eggs?
Seeing that her sister-in-law had been staring at the chicken coop, Chen Yuhe smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you are pregnant. This Baifeng black chicken was specially reserved for you."
Su Yan waved her hand and said, "No, you're not feeling well, so eat more."
Although she wanted to keep the hen in the space, it was clearly given to her brother and sister-in-law by the Chen family to nourish their bodies. How could she take away their food?
Black chickens have very high medicinal value, so she has to find a way to ask Lu Jin to get some black chicken seedlings back.
Unexpectedly, when Lu Ting returned home after dinner, he was holding the Baifeng black chicken in his hand.
“Yan Yan, it’s nothing for you to give your sister-in-law so much brown sugar and honey to eat a black chicken.”
Su Yan glanced at her son beside her and said to Lu Ting, "This one looks like a hen..."
Lu Ting understood that his wife wanted to keep the white phoenix black chicken in the space, so since she wanted to keep it, she might as well do it.
But before they went to bed, they put the black chicken back into the space. Within a minute, the black chicken lay under the cherry tree and laid a black chicken pill.
Su Yan hurriedly drove the black chicken away, picked up the egg, and prepared to go back to the villa later to see if the black chicken egg was fertilized.
Lu Ting bent over with a basket in his hand to pick up eggs from the hen. There were now forty or fifty chickens in the shed, and they could pick up twenty or thirty eggs a day, leaving enough for them to eat or give away.
Of course, they couldn't possibly exchange eggs with their neighbors for that little money. They didn't openly raise chickens, so what if they were discovered?
It is even more impossible to resell it on the black market. He is a soldier. If he is caught, his whole family will be ruined.
Every day they would boil a few eggs or fry omelets for breakfast. When cooking, they would steam egg custard for the children, and sometimes make some chili scrambled eggs, rainbow scrambled eggs, and seaweed egg soup.
In short, there are eggs on their table every day, and they eat about ten eggs a day. Su Yan will also send some eggs to her parents' home every now and then, and of course she will occasionally give some to her mother-in-law.
The leftover eggs can be pickled like duck eggs or made into preserved eggs.
"Lu Ting, how about we put this black-egg egg into the brooding hen's nest?"
"Yan Yan wants to raise black chickens? What if this egg isn't fertilized?"
"If the egg isn't fertilized, then it's not fertilized. I'll dig out the chicken coop and shine a flashlight on it in four or five days. If this egg is fertilized today, we'll have another Baifeng black-bone chicken in our space."
It was obvious that this Baifeng black chicken was a new chicken this year, not an old hen, and it was in the egg-laying period. Su Yan believed that it would not be long before the big roosters in the shed would be circling around such a beautiful hen.
In the future, if we put the eggs it lays into the brooding hen's nest, there will always be a few black chicks, right?
"Yan Yan, let's make chicken soup with durian tomorrow night!"
"Go pick up some durian from the net on the durian tree. It seems some durian have fallen from the tree in the past couple of days."
Naturally ripened durian is soft, fragrant and sweet. Musang King and Black Thorn durian ripen twice a year. They eat some of the fruits in June and July, and process the rest into freeze-dried durian and durian candy.
Su Yan asked Lu Ting to pick up fruits under the durian tree. Sure enough, Lu Ting picked up a basket of durians, about ten in total, from the black net under the tree.
Looking at the durian in the basket, Su Yan's appetite was aroused. "Lu Ting, let's open a shop for a midnight snack!"
Lu Ting took a durian to the kitchen, peeled out the five cells of flesh and placed them on a plate.
Su Yan felt like vomiting when she smelled the durian, but when she thought that this was her favorite fruit, she pinched her nose and put a piece in her mouth and took a bite.
"yue~!"
She couldn't help but vomit. Oh my god, this was her favorite Musang King. She had to pinch her nose to eat it because she was pregnant. Now she wanted to vomit out the durian in her mouth. Why?
It seems that the baby in her belly is unlucky and is not allowed to eat durian. She feels like crying. What should she do?
Su Yan put down the piece of durian she had taken a bite of, ran quickly to the bathroom on the first floor and started vomiting violently.
After vomiting, she said to Lu Ting, "Take your time eating. I'm going back upstairs to wash up."
The Musang King is not very big, and the pork belly is not too bloated after eating it without the core.
After Su Yan finished her shower, she lay back on the bed. Lu Ting also came up from downstairs. He didn't rush to take a shower, but sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Su Yan and said, "Yan Yan, don't worry. After these two months, you won't vomit anymore."
"Maybe. Some people vomit from the beginning of pregnancy to delivery. I hope I won't be like that. It's so sad. I love eating durian so much, but now I can't even eat a single bite. I can't help vomiting when I smell it."
"There are so many durians on the tree. There will definitely be fresh durians to eat after you stop vomiting."
Yes, there are at least 600 durians on the tree, enough for the two of them to eat until the new fruits come out next summer.
If the fruits are not thinned out, a tree can produce two to three hundred durians. It is enough to leave one-third of the fruits on a tree. Those crooked and cracked durians are picked by Su Yan shortly after they are ripe.
"Forget the durian chicken stew. I want fried chicken. Can we have fried chicken tomorrow?"
"Yan Yan, fried chicken is good for your stomach. Let's not eat fried chicken. Let's have chicken soup hot pot tomorrow and add some shiitake mushrooms. It's absolutely amazing."
"There are only two kilograms of shiitake mushrooms, and I still have some left to make fried rice for my son."
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