Chapter 160 After the Snow
By the time she had finished arguing with the dogs about whether or not she had a conscience, the door of the room was finally pushed open.
The wind from outside blew in, bringing with it the aroma of food.
What a nice smell! This familiar smell...
Zhao Yeqing looked back in surprise and saw two golden fried chickens on the plate in Mu Xi's hand.
fried chicken!
Mu Xi's eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Yeqing, and he was suddenly tickled. "Is there such a surprise?"
She immediately stepped forward to take the plate and nodded vigorously, "Fried chicken! I haven't had it for over a year!"
I used to eat little in order to maintain my figure, but after I resigned and came back, everything changed. I had to work from sunrise to sunset every day.
She had finally had some free time during the winter, but was suddenly trapped in the room by a snowstorm and had to eat bland food. How could she not be excited when she saw these two plates of fried chicken?
Wash your hands and you can't wait to get started.
The chicken was a whole fried chicken. After being marinated in concentrated salt water, the meat was tender and juicy. When Zhao Yeqing tore off a chicken leg, he could still see the rich juice in the middle.
One is fried the old-fashioned way, coated twice with flour, wetted with water after the first coating, and then coated again before frying.
Another way to make it is to wrap it in bread crumbs. There was no bread crumbs at home, and there was no such thing in the village, so Mu Xi took a steamed bun, cut two slices, dried them, and crushed them instead.
The two chickens only have a different taste, but the seasoning is the same. Chili powder is added when coating them with flour.
Zhao Yeqing took a bite of the fried chicken leg and instantly felt overwhelmed with happiness!
With a snap, the crispy skin is bitten through and the rich juice of the fried chicken gushes out. The skin is crispy and the meat is tender, and the tip of the tongue is filled with the spicy aroma of chili.
Although there were two fried chickens, there wasn't much meat on them. Mu Xi was afraid that Gouzi and Leopard would be too greedy. Zhao Yeqing couldn't eat enough of two fried chickens by himself. It was obvious that they were too greedy and he probably couldn't help but feed them. Later, they kept crying and muttering that they wanted to eat more.
He busied himself filling their food bowls.
Zhao Yeqing finished eating a chicken leg and stopped eating. He waited for Mu Xi to come back after feeding the dog and the leopard, then tore off another chicken leg and handed it to him.
"Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
The two fried chickens were quickly finished by the two of them. Zhao Yeqing felt very satisfied and walked to the basin to wash off the grease on his hands.
Mu Xi remembered what Zhao Yeqing said before he ate that he didn't dare to eat while at work, so he asked,
"You have never been fat since you were a child, why didn't you dare to eat before?"
Seeing that she had washed her hands, Mu Xi handed her the towel for drying her hands.
Zhao Yeqing took the water and wiped it off his hands.
"The boss of the company is from Hong Kong and is very particular. It is basic that we can only wear professional attire in the company. It is for the sake of looking good. Although it is very realistic, looking good does bring some advantages in the workplace."
Mu Xi nodded in understanding, and pinched her belly when she wasn't paying attention, "Very good."
Zhao Yeqing was so full that he didn't care about his stomach anymore. "Look at the weather outside. Who knows which will come first, this accident or tomorrow? It's better to fill your stomach happily first."
Seeing that she was in a good mood, Mu Xi recalled that there were still a dozen chickens in the chicken coop, and he could fry some for her again after a while.
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The snow and wind outside finally stopped after being intermittent for half a month.
When Mu Xi got up in the morning, he no longer needed to shovel the snow. It was not because there was no snow left, but because there was no place to put it even if he shoveled it.
Everywhere was covered with snow, and the deepest snow in the yard was almost two meters deep.
When the two realized something was wrong a week ago, they quickly built a shed on top of the chicken coop. The pillars were reinforced with a combination of red bricks and wood so that they would not be blown down by the wind. The space left behind provided ventilation for the chicken coop.
In order to prevent any accidents, Zhao Yeqing brought a few chicks indoors, hoping to preserve the last source of fire.
The chicks don’t eat much or poop much, and there isn’t much odor, but their mental state isn’t very good.
Yes, at such a young age, every day when he opens his eyes, he sees several big dogs and leopards staring at him curiously. Anyone would collapse.
In the end, Zhao Yeqing had no choice but to take out the plastic sheet that he had painted black in the summer to block out the light in the sheep pen and cover the chicken coop with it to block out most of the view. Only then did the chicks gradually regain their spirits.
I just don’t know if the rabbits down there are still alive. The last time I put out the hay, I put enough of it. Then the wind was so strong back there that the person who opened the door was about to be blown away. I can’t check on them every day.
The snow behind was too deep, and Zhao Yeqing didn't force it. "If it can survive, then survive. If not, we can try to tame it later and see if it can succeed."
There is a bit of luck involved in taming a wild rabbit, but it is not difficult to catch them, and there is plenty of opportunity for trial and error.
By noon, the sky outside finally cleared up.
When the sun broke through the clouds, Zhao Yeqing's mood suddenly became brighter.
The current temperature is a little over twenty degrees below zero. When it was the coldest a few days ago, the temperature shown on Mu Xi's watch had reached thirty degrees below zero.
It's minus 30 degrees here, so the temperature in the northernmost city must be minus 50 or 60 degrees, right?
Zhao Yeqing didn't even dare to think about how he would survive in that kind of temperature.
"Don't worry. At a time like this, the country must have organized everyone to take shelter underground."
Almost every city has air-raid shelters and subway tunnels underneath, so you can always find a place to take refuge.
Once you are underground, it will be warm in winter and cool in summer, so you won’t have any difficulty in enduring it.
Zhao Yeqing nodded, and she controlled her emotions and didn't think about the worst case scenario.
Now I still have to deal with a lot of things at home, such as this two-meter-high snow.
She didn't dare to get close, for fear that if it collapsed, she would be buried inside.
She had thought about pickling sauerkraut before, but later all her energy was spent on raising sheep and growing pasture, and she didn't grow many vegetables. There was still a lot of salt collected, and some of it was still in the houses in the village, not to mention the storage in the tourist area.
If we consume the salt at home normally, it would probably be enough for two people to eat for three years.
Zhao Yeqing took out a few packets and planned to sprinkle them on the snow to melt it.
After the salt melts the snow on the ground, it flows onto the snow next to it, causing the surrounding snow to melt.
However, these few bags of salt were just a drop in the bucket for such thick snow. She only wanted to use it at the door and next to the chicken coop first, and leave the rest to time.
It was unknown when the snow would melt. The sun came out above her head. She stretched out her hand to catch the sunlight, but could hardly feel the temperature.
The thickness of snow that can be melted by the sunlight is minimal. In the end, I was reluctant to sprinkle the salt on my hands. At this temperature, it would probably only melt a little snow, and finally a layer of ice would form on the surface.
Maybe it’s because there was enough snowfall and the wind has been blowing for so long that the snow is not very hard.
I grabbed a handful and put it in the palm of my hand. It no longer looked like snowflakes, but rather fine granular snow, like frosting on desserts.
Just after putting the salt away, Zhao Yeqing suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the room.
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