Fan Xi first boiled a large pot of hot water, and then prepared the ingredients swiftly, washing what needed to be washed and cooking what needed to be cooked. In a short while, all the other ingredients were prepared. Only the big rooster was still lying on the ground with its legs tied, clucking, and even had some chicken shit on it.
Fan Xi looked at it for a while, and decided to challenge himself and kill the chicken himself!
In this era, the chickens sold in the vegetable market are all live chickens, which need to be killed at home. It is impossible to buy processed chicken nuggets.
Fan Xi felt that she would have to eat chicken many times in the future and couldn't always rely on others for help, so she decided to challenge herself to kill the chicken tomorrow.
Fan Xi watched the water boiling in the pot, picked up the vegetables, and stared at the rooster in front of her with a determined look, as if she was determined to join the Party. In her mind, she silently reviewed the formula for killing a chicken that Wang Guifen had taught her when she was in Beijing:
[Hold the chicken's wings firmly, sharpen them without mercy, find the vein under the neck, and draw out the blood. Use scalding water at the right temperature for hair removal. Pluck the feathers while it's still hot, then cut open the belly and remove the internal organs. Clean thoroughly and you're done!]
After repeating it four times, I finally decided to do it...
Fan Xi grabbed the flapping chicken wings with one hand, tilted the chicken head at a 40-degree angle, placed a large bowl underneath to collect the chicken blood, and picked up a bowl with the other hand to prepare to wipe the chicken's neck.
Just as she lifted the dish, Zhao Yilu strode into the kitchen. Without a word, he snatched the dish and the rooster from Fan Xi's hands. He wiped the chicken's neck, draining the blood neatly. He tossed it into a basin, poured in hot water, and prepared to pluck the chicken's feathers...
When Fan Xi realized what was happening, he immediately said angrily, "Zhao Yilu, I made up my mind to kill the chicken myself, and how could you just take it away from me without even saying a word?"
Zhao Yilu quickly plucked the chicken feathers and looked up at her. "With me here, you'll never have to do things like killing chickens and fish!"
"What if you get busy or go on a mission and can't help me?"
Although Fan Xi felt that these words were very heartwarming, she was still a little unconvinced. She had always been a strong-willed person and did not want to be a delicate and weak girl. Although she had never done such a thing as killing a chicken, she felt that she could give it a challenge and that she would be able to do it after doing it a few more times.
"Then you can buy pork first, and I will make chicken for you when I come back!" Zhao Yilu still insisted.
"What if I just want to eat chicken?" Fan Xi continued to ask.
"Then let's go to a state-owned restaurant outside and eat whatever you want!"
Fan Xi: "Uh..."
Zhao Yilu's tone softened. "Your hands are for drawing and writing, not for killing chickens and fish. I'm worried you might accidentally hurt yourself. What if it affects your ability to draw and write in the future? I'd be so heartbroken and blame myself!"
Zhao Yilu put on a look of grievance and continued, "Wife, please have pity on me. Will you leave this kind of rough work to me in the future? I'm here, and I still want you to move your body and kill chickens. How can that be right?!"
Fan Xi chuckled out loud, amused by Zhao Yilu's pitiful appearance.
She couldn't say anything to refute him anymore, so she just compromised, "Well, from now on, you will be our family's exclusive butcher, and I will never kill chickens myself again!"
"Well, killing fish and ducks is not allowed either!" Zhao Yilu added firmly.
Fan Xi smiled, squatted down and kissed Zhao Yilu on the face, and said softly: "Hey, I'll listen to you. From now on, this kind of rough work will be left to you!"
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