Aside from Qin Hanshu, the position of broadcaster is a highly coveted job for anyone else.
First and foremost, it's an honor, after all, only cultured and capable people can attain this honor.
If someone in the team has a child who becomes a broadcaster, they are proud to talk about it, and it can even be a glorious addition to their resume when it comes to finding a spouse.
It was also very beneficial for the educated youth. Many of them were not good at farm work, and some couldn't even earn enough for their food rations at the end of the year, and had to write IOUs to the production team.
Although broadcasters don't have to take time off work, earning an extra few dozen yuan not only solves the famine problem but may even raise their standard of living to a higher level.
Accountant Niu had already thought it through: as long as Qin Hanshu brought anything to his house, no matter how much, he would support giving Qin Hanshu the broadcaster position.
After all, the Party Secretary takes such good care of Qin Hanshu, so he has to keep up with the leader's pace!
Unbeknownst to Ke Niu Accountant, Qin Hanshu had already given up on the idea of becoming a broadcaster.
She then realized that there was no truly off-the-job work in the production team. Even the Party Secretary and the accountant had to work in the fields in addition to their duties at the team headquarters.
She felt that apart from the busy farming season, the work team didn't really care about her during the rest of the time. She could just fish and earn a few less work points, so she was quite content.
Back at the educated youth settlement, Qin Hanshu saw that all the educated youths were slumped over.
The older educated youth were slightly better off; they still had the energy to speak.
Zhang Yao greeted Qin Hanshu and then said, "I was thinking of stewing the chicken today to treat everyone, but no one has the energy to kill a chicken right now."
The old hen in the coop clucked a few times and flapped its wings, as if it were pleased with itself for escaping a disaster.
Ma Chaoyang gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go and get it! I'll make sure everyone has meat tonight!"
Ma Chaoyang tried to stand up, but the aching in his thighs and back was sending strong signals that he should just stay there.
So, he talked a big game, but he didn't actually do anything.
Qin Hanshu thought for a moment and said, "I'll kill the chicken. Who will go and boil the water?"
Zhang Yao asked in surprise, "You know how to kill chickens?"
"No," Qin Hanshu shook her head, "but I've seen others do it, so I can give it a try."
Qin Hanshu's words aroused great interest among everyone.
Even the most capable women in the production team wouldn't dare to kill a chicken. It had little to do with how difficult it was; it was mainly a matter of courage, since it involved killing and drawing blood.
Zhang Yao dragged her tired body to boil water, while the others watched Qin Hanshu's actions intently.
She sharpened the knife before catching the chicken.
The old hen probably sensed danger, and began to flutter restlessly as soon as Qin Hanshu approached.
Qin Hanshu chased the hen around the coop twice, then seized the opportunity and grabbed the hen's wing.
The old hen crowed even more pitifully.
Qin Hanshu's expression remained unchanged. He plucked the feathers from the hen's neck before picking up a knife and making a cut on its neck.
The first cut seemed to have been too shallow, so she made another cut.
Bright red liquid gushed out and fell into the bowl below.
Qin Hanshu held the chicken's wing with one hand and pressed down on its head with the other.
The hen's struggles gradually weakened.
Qin Hanshu's movements weren't very skilled, but she acted decisively and without hesitation.
If you focus only on Qin Hanshu in the scene before you, you will find that she is still the same gentle, elegant and beautiful woman as usual.
However, looking down, she saw an old hen slowly dying in her hand.
The others looked at the old hen's neck, then at Qin Hanshu, and involuntarily swallowed.
Liao Yujie, in particular, was already intimidated by Qin Hanshu, and now her neck was itching even more. When her eyes caught sight of the bright red in the bowl, she rolled her eyes, her body went limp, and she leaned against the wall as she entered the cave dwelling.
She was determined to write "Don't mess with Qin Hanshu" in her diary to constantly remind herself!
Qin Hanshu was unaware of what the others were thinking. Having successfully killed the hen, a smile appeared on her lips, and she mentally praised herself.
Upon seeing this, Ma Chaoyang shuddered and whispered to Lin Zhiheng, "Why do I feel a little uneasy looking at her now?"
Lin Zhiheng lazily withdrew his gaze and snorted, "Decisive in killing, that's good."
Ma Chaoyang glanced at Lin Zhiheng with surprise.
This is the first time I've ever heard Lin Zhiheng praise someone.
Once Zhang Yao's water boils, roll the chicken in the water a few times before plucking its feathers.
The plucked feathers weren't thrown away; after drying, they could be used to make shuttlecocks, or collected to make feather dusters.
After plucking the chicken feathers and singing off the remaining downy feathers with fire, you can then remove the internal organs.
Liao Yujie, who had just recovered from her ordeal in the cave, came out to find Qin Hanshu gutting a chicken.
A delicate, white hand grabbed the intestines and pulled them out...
Liao Yujie gagged and quickly crawled back into the cave.
Qin Hanshu took out the ceramic stove he had bought from the scrap yard, lit a fire with dry firewood, put the pot on it, and started stewing the chicken.
Zhang Yao had collected some dried morel mushrooms in the spring and added them to the soup.
The aroma of chicken soup quickly filled the educated youth settlement.
The families in the village don't eat too well at night because they go to sleep right after eating and feel it's a waste.
But the educated youth were exhausted after a long day and craving food, so they didn't care about such things. Even though the chicken soup was ready at nine o'clock and many people were already asleep, they still ate it with great relish.
The chicken was bought by Ma Chaoyang. He initially said it was specially for Qin Hanshu, so before they even started eating, he served Qin Hanshu a large bowl of it.
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