This was the first time in his life that he heard someone say Lu Ran was useless, and he was really happy.
"Sister Rongya, you are right, he is indeed useless!"
Lu Ran looked coldly at the gloating Huo Chenglin: "You seem very useful? If you are useful, why was she abandoned by you?"
Huo Chenglin couldn't laugh anymore after his scars were exposed. He glared at Lu Ran angrily, but after all, he was the one who provoked him first, so he didn't dare to do anything. Forget it, this kid is angry, he better shut up.
Seeing that he had shut up, Lu Ran said, "Since you are free, then sort these things out, otherwise you won't have any boiled chicken to eat!"
He knew that although this kid was from the north, he loved eating boiled chicken the most. Whenever the Huo family celebrated a festival, Wu Luan would always serve him a boiled chicken dish.
“…”
So Lu Xiaoran asked him to come here purely to make him do hard labor and provide herself with an opportunity to have a romantic relationship?
Zhang Xingrong had just entered the house when she saw Jin Haiwen boiling water. She hurried over and said, "Uncle, you take a rest. We can do this little job."
"No, no, it's just a fire, it doesn't take much effort." He had been so relaxed these past few days, staying at home all day without having to run around. Picking vegetables was no big deal, and boiling some water wasn't a big deal.
"Rong Ya is right. Uncle, you should go and have a rest. There are so many of us here, so you don't have to work hard!" Lu Ran walked up, grabbed Jin Haiwen directly, and carried him on his back.
"What are you doing, kid?" Jin Haiwen was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"The shed is small, uncle should not stay here." Lu Ran resolutely carried the man back to the house.
When he returned to the house and put the man down, Jin Haiwen stopped him. He wanted to do some more work, but was stopped by Lu Ran. Seeing that Jin Haiwen really couldn't stay any longer, he simply took some herbs and asked him to sort them out before going to the kitchen.
As soon as I got outside the kitchen, I ran into Wen Shize. He was full of disdain: "Can you cook?"
Wen Shize hadn't washed his hands yet and thought it was funny: "Could you?"
"I'll help," Lu Ran said. "Uncle Wen is old, and Rong Ya and I don't want to burden you with the work. Just go over there and sit with Huo Chenglin to sort the things!"
As he spoke, he pushed the other person aside, went into the kitchen and snatched the work from Zhang Xingrong's hands: "Let me do it!"
"Can you do it?" Zhang Xingrong expressed doubt as she watched the duck in her hand being snatched away.
Lu Ran met those suspicious eyes and felt his heart beat again. He couldn't stand being looked down upon by the girl he liked. "Of course I will. It's just plucking duck feathers. Any man can do it."
"Oh." Zhang Xingrong believed him confidently, but she couldn't help but remind him, "Pour more hot water on it and let it sit for a while so the feathers can be pulled out more easily. The duck skin is very oily, so don't throw it away."
If I peeled it hard, the skin wouldn't be worth it. But with hot water, there's no need to worry. In the past, people might not have liked the skin when eating duck. But now, with less oil and less meat, of course everyone likes it.
"Of course I know. Don't worry, I will definitely take care of it!" Lu Ran nodded, indicating that he could do it.
Zhang Xingrong was skeptical and turned around to make boiled chicken.
The pheasant was fat, so she cut out a part of it first to make mushroom and chicken soup, and used the rest to make poached chicken.
There are two ways to cook white-cut chicken: boiled and steamed. She prefers steaming, and since it's still early, she just steams the chicken. Steaming the chicken makes it even more fragrant and sweet!
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