Chapter 27 Bring the bowl and let the blood flow!
Mu Yunzhao had no choice but to give up.
Before leaving, she glared at Lin Zhiyi unhappily.
Lin Zhiyi felt puzzled: Why are you looking at me? I didn't tell you to get out.
Li Wenjing's two concubines stayed far away from his cart.
It seems that Li Wenjing has a very bad temper and he drives away anyone who is around him!
She'd better leave quickly to avoid provoking this second-generation rich guy again.
Before leaving, she also took away the bucket from the deposed prince's cart.
Zhu Sheng did not stop him. What was the point of taking the bucket? Where could they get water in this wilderness?
Lin Zhiyi has space, so he is not afraid of not being able to produce water.
When she returned to the team, she was carrying a pot in her left hand and a bucket of water in her right hand.
Mrs. Song was surprised, "Where does this water come from?"
"Li Wenjing gave it to me."
Mrs. Song was startled and quickly stood up to cover Lin Zhiyi's mouth, "Zhizhi, you can't call her by her name."
"He's been deposed and is now a commoner. Like my father, he's going to be sent to Fangzhou to do hard labor. If we don't call him by his name, what should we call him?"
Mrs. Song reacted immediately.
Yes, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is no longer that high-ranking figure.
She raised her head and glanced not far away, and saw Li Wenjing's two concubines crying to him for food. They couldn't eat the white flour buns and pestered Li Wenjing to find a way. They wanted to eat meat.
The deposed crown prince's situation is even worse than theirs.
After all, they are a family together, but the two concubines following the deposed prince seem to not only fail to take care of him, but also drag him down.
Although Lin Zhiyi brought water, everyone was worried. Who would kill a chicken, pluck its feathers and stew the meat?
They looked at each other.
Lin Zhiyi rolled up his sleeves and said, "You guys take a rest first. Chai Ya and I will go boil water and kill the chicken."
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at her in shock.
They all looked in disbelief.
Lin Zhiyi ignored him and first picked up some stones, built a stove, and boiled water.
He brought the bowl and Chai Ya to a nearby place and saw Lin Zhiyi take out a blade and casually wipe the chicken's neck. The chicken immediately tilted its neck and gave up flapping its wings.
Chai Ya's eyes widened instantly. How could the girl kill the chicken without blinking?
"Chai Ya, bring the bowl and let the blood drain."
After draining all the blood from the two chickens, Lin Zhiyi asked, "Chai Ya, can you pluck chicken feathers? I'll give you a big bowl of chicken and some white flour buns later."
"real?"
"Really, I won't lie to you."
"I trust you, young lady. I'll go pluck the chicken feathers. I'm good at this."
When she first came to the Lin family, she worked in the Lin family's big kitchen, making fire and doing odd jobs. These jobs were not difficult for her.
She came to the stove and saw that the hot water was ready but not boiling. Chai Ya directly threw the two chickens into the iron pot.
After the chicken was blanched, Lin Zhiyi and Chai Ya each took a chicken and started plucking its feathers, which not only stunned the Lin family but also everyone else.
This completely changed Zhu Sheng's attitude towards Lin Zhiyi. He said, "Master, look, I thought Miss Lin said she wanted to stew the pheasant meat and asked her little maid to do it, but now Miss Lin is plucking the chicken feathers herself."
Li Wenjing was also surprised after hearing this. He couldn't help but look up in the direction Zhu Sheng pointed, and saw Lin Zhiyi rolling up his sleeves and plucking the chicken feathers very skillfully, with quick, accurate and ruthless movements.
Is she willing to do this kind of rough work?
This made Li Wenjing look at him with a higher opinion.
Some people couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses when they smelled the smell of scalding and killing chickens, and felt disdainful of Lin Zhiyi plucking chicken feathers.
How could she bear to do such a rough, dirty and smelly job?
When Mrs. Song saw her daughter actually killing the chicken, she started to cry again.
Lin Xiuran: "Mom, why are you crying again?"
Mrs. Song finally wiped away her tears. "Your sister has even learned how to kill a chicken. This shows what kind of life she's been leading in the Qin family. How come I didn't notice it before?"
The more Mrs. Song thought about it, the sadder she became.
Lin Xiuran also thought of this and advised, "Mom, isn't this a good thing? We are going to Fangzhou, and we will have to do everything ourselves in the future. I was worried that my sister couldn't bear the hardship, but now it seems that my sister seems to adapt faster than us.
Besides, don’t you feel that your sister looks very happy?”
Mrs. Song was only concerned about her daughter. After hearing what Lin Xiuran said, she looked over and saw her talking and laughing with Chai Ya. It was impossible to tell that she was suffering.
Mrs. Song breathed a sigh of relief.
Ran'er was right. Zhizhi did not complain about being divorced. On the contrary, when she talked about the Qin family, it was as if she was talking about someone else's business.
She didn't ask for much, as long as the children were happy.
Thinking of this, she wiped away her tears and said, "Ran'er, Mom is fine now. You and Yan'er should go help your sister. Don't just wait for food."
Lin Xiuran agreed.
But when Lin Xiuyan and Lin Zhiyi came to them, it seemed that there was nothing they could do to help.
Lin Zhiyi drove them away again and told them to rest and wait for food.
Lin Zhiyi likes cooking and enjoys the process very much. She is especially happy when she sees people praising the deliciousness of her food.
The two of them worked quickly and efficiently, plucking the chicken and cleaning it in no time. However, Lin Zhiyi was worried about what to do next.
There was no chopping board or kitchen knife, and she couldn't just take them out of the space and use them in front of others.
Wouldn't that expose yourself to others?
When she came, she took into consideration the greed of the second and third houses and Old Madam Wang, and put all her things into the space, just to tell them that she brought nothing back from the Qin family.
If their first wife becomes a burden, the second and third wives will be willing to sever ties with them and separate.
She came to Li Wenjing's cart and asked, "Um, did you bring a cutting board?"
Zhu Sheng scratched his head and cheeks, feeling a little annoyed. "Oh no! I forgot to bring a cutting board when I came out. Miss Lin, do you want to cut the chicken into pieces?"
"Yes. Since the young eunuch doesn't have it, I'll go ask somewhere else."
Lin Zhiyi asked around again, but no one brought a chopping board, not even Eunuch Wang.
Turning around and seeing the swords on the waists of the Jinwu Guards not far away, Lin Zhiyi immediately had an idea.
As soon as she reached the front of the Jinwu Guard, she was driven away, "Go, go, go over there."
Lin Zhiyi was a little annoyed. After all, she was not a criminal. Couldn't these Jinwu Guards be more polite to her?
She muttered, "Alas, although I want to use the officer's knife, I won't use it in vain. I'll give you a bowl of chicken after the meat is stewed. It seems that we won't be able to eat chicken today."
Lin Zhiyi spoke very quietly, but these people still heard him.
"What? Our swords are for killing people, but we're using them to chop chickens? Go away, don't make trouble here."
Among the dozens of Jinwu Guards, not all of them are so vicious, and there are still some who are easy to talk to.
Then one of them stood up and said, "Girl, where is the chicken? I can help you."
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