Jun Zimo was processing the pheasant alone by the stream. He was very steady and skillful in every step.
First, the first step is to kill the chicken: Jun Zimo puts the chicken on a flat surface beside the stream, holds the chicken's head with one hand and the chicken's feet with the other hand.
Then, use the fruit knife you carry to quickly cut the chicken's throat, making sure the knife cuts through the chicken's trachea and carotid artery. This will cause the chicken to lose consciousness and die quickly.
The second step is bleeding: After the chicken dies, Jun Zimo hangs it upside down to let the blood flow out from the incision. This ensures that the chicken is more tender.
Due to financial constraints, there was no container to collect the chicken blood, so it could only remain in the water.
The third step is to remove the feathers: There is no hot water here, so the chicken's feathers cannot be loosened.
You can only soak it in stream water and pluck the hair slowly. Fortunately, the temperature has risen and the stream water has been warmed up by the sun, which is still a little helpful for the plucking step.
Step 4: Dissection: Place the chicken on a flat stone near the stream and use a knife to make a small cut in the chicken's abdomen. Then, use your fingers to remove the internal organs from the cut.
Remove some inedible or unpleasant-tasting internal organs to ensure the taste.
Step 5: Cleaning: Wash the chicken with stream water to remove any remaining blood clots and internal organs.
In less than 20 minutes, Jun Zimo finished processing a chicken, and every movement he made was so natural.
Zhang Haoxuan and Wang Jian were handling one together, while Jun Zimo was watching it alone.
But Cai Wei, that guy, didn't know anything and just stood there and watched after washing the vegetables.
Jun Zimo: "Take this back first and boil the water! I'll handle this!"
Jun Zimo handed them the chicken he had processed and took over the work in their hands.
Wang Jian and Zhang Haoxuan were a little embarrassed. After all, the two of them couldn't work as fast as Jun Zimo alone.
It was already unreasonable for Jun Zimo to give them meals, and now he had to prepare the ingredients himself. Anyone who was not thick-skinned to a certain extent would feel embarrassed.
Cai Wei is such a person. When he heard Jun Zimo say this, he pulled the two of them away.
In his words, since he couldn't help much here, he might as well go back and boil water and make a fire.
So Jun Zimo started to process the ingredients again.
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On the other side, Murong Xue and Mu Shiyu watched intently as Jun Zimo processed the ingredients by the stream.
Murong Xue stared at Jun Zimo like a little fan girl, with eyes twinkling like little stars in her eyes, just like the current fan girls who are crazy about their idols.
Murong Xue: "Shiyu! Where can I find a man like Jun Zimo?
Not only is he so handsome, he's also very talented and can even cook! He's simply the perfect man! What girl wouldn't like him?!"
Mu Shiyu looked at Murong Xue now and was already insane.
She sat under a big tree, with her legs bent upwards, her arms supporting her chin on her legs, and her eyes staring straight at Jun Zimo, her saliva almost flowing out.
This is even more obsessive than watching those sweet romance TV dramas with domineering CEOs.
Mu Shiyu was almost speechless. She felt that her best friend was almost hopeless.
Mu Shiyu was also looking at Jun Zimo. She felt that this man was becoming more and more attractive. She didn't know when it started, but she felt that Jun Zimo was someone she could rely on.
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Ten minutes later, Jun Zimo returned with another processed chicken.
I saw that the three of them had already started the fire and the water was about to boil.
Cai Wei: "Brother Mo, you're back!"
Jun Zimo: "Well! How would you like to eat this chicken? Braised or stewed?"
I asked the three of them, and they all said it was fine as long as they were edible.
After soliciting the opinions of the three of them, Jun Zimo came to Mu Shiyu and Murong Xue again.
Jun Zimo: "Two beauties, what do you think? Do you want braised food or stewed soup?"
Murong Xue took Mu Shiyu's arm and asked with her face close to hers:
"Shiyu, eat however you want! Hehe!"
Murong Xue had been hungry for a long time, but she was too embarrassed to ask. After all, she couldn't cook, and she couldn't let Jun Zimo cook for her just for her!
Although Jun Zimo agreed to provide them with meals, Murong Xue knew that this was still for Mu Shiyu's sake.
Jun Zimo was not familiar with her, so of course she had to ask Mu Shiyu's opinion.
Mu Shiyu didn't expect that Jun Zimo would come to ask for her opinion specifically. At this time, she felt that Jun Zimo was a very good person, so should she be nicer to her in the future?
Mu Shiyu: "Let's make soup! Braised food is too greasy and will make you gain weight!"
Jun Zimo made an OK gesture:
"I thought so too. After all, I have such a lot of exercise in the afternoon. It's not good to eat too greasy food!"
Just as Jun Zimo was about to turn around and stew the chicken, Mu Shiyu stopped him:
"Wait, wipe your face!"
Mu Shiyu took out a scented tissue and handed it to Jun Zimo. I don’t know if it was the original fragrance of the tissue or Mu Shiyu’s body odor, but it smelled very good anyway.
After hearing what Mu Shiyu said, Jun Zimo touched his face and found some blood.
It turned out that Jun Zimo accidentally got it on his hands when he was bleeding the chicken, and then it touched his face when he was wiping the sweat.
Jun Zimo took the tissue, said thank you, and then wiped his face.
Because the bloodstain was close to the ear, it was difficult to see without a mirror.
Seeing that Jun Zimo couldn't reach that dead corner, Mu Shiyu snatched the tissue without anyone noticing and helped Jun Zimo wipe it.
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