Seeing Canghai coming back, Shi Wei asked at him, "Have you collected it?"

"I've collected it, alas, I ran up and down for fifty dollars several times," Cang Hai said with a smile.

Shi Wei smiled and said, "It's good to collect it, and we'll feel comfortable eating this chicken."

"Have you done it?" Cang Hai asked.

Ping'an had already lifted the chicken feathers and held them in his hand and shook them at Canghai: "Okay, second brother, look at this chicken so fat."

Canghai walked over and looked at it, and pointed at the small fluff on the chicken's body: "Is this going to be done? Go into the house and take the clips over, and pluck all the hairs. The food he eats is so casual."

"Oh, OK, second brother."

Ping An listened and looked carefully, and found that there were indeed some small fur on the chicken's body. So he nodded and went into the room, took out the clip and pulled it up in a cool place.

Canghai went to the pool to wash his hands, but found the fish segment soaked in the basin, so he asked, "Why did you soak the fish segment again?"

Shi Wei said: "Pingan wants to eat fish."

Canghai asked Ping An: "Isn't it good to eat fresh food? Why do you want to eat dried fish?"

Ping An was plucking his hair and replied without raising his head: "I want to eat dried fish, dried fish is delicious."

"Okay" Cang Hai didn't care much. Anyway, if Ping An wants to eat, then make it. As for whether to eat or not, it is another problem. There is almost no big problem with having tiger-head leftovers at home. This guy has no problem with eight meals a day. It's just a dog-shaped bottomless pit, which can hold as much as you can, even if you don't have it, you can withstand hunger for a few days.

The sun was setting in the west, and it was almost time to cook. Canghai set up a stand to start cooking. As soon as he was busy, he heard Shi Wei's voice coming from behind him.

"Grandma Liu Er, are you?"

Liu Aifen said: "Our head of the family came back and scolded me and asked me to send the money back!"

After saying that, Liu Aifen walked to the kitchen, put the money on the table, and said to Canghai: "Haiwazi, don't send it to me, a chicken cannot be used as anything."

After throwing this sentence, Liu Aifen turned around and left. He didn't give Cang Hai a chance to react. Cang Hai quickly took off his apron, followed behind Liu Aifen, and shouted several times: "Second grandma! Alas, what's this called!"

When Shi Wei saw Cang Hai coming back with fifty dollars, she opened her mouth and asked, "Are you annoying to go back and forth? If it really doesn't work, please put away the money."

Ping'an, who was burning the fire, also said, "Yes, second brother, I think second grandma Li really doesn't want it, so just keep it."

"What do you two know?" Cang Hai glared at the two of them and said, "I won't charge money this time. What's next time? Hutou will catch someone's chicken next time, so how can he not pay?"

"There's next time?" Shi Wei didn't have the thief of Canghai. She didn't turn around for a moment. She looked straight at Canghai for a while, then turned her head and looked at Hu's head.

At this time, the tiger's head was lying on the kitchen floor, sticking out his tongue to look at the chicken in the basin.

"Who knows?" Cang Hai replied, stood back in the kitchen, put some oil in the hot pan, and then put some dried peppers and other ingredients. After the aroma was stir-frying, he first stir-fryed the chicken head and chicken feet, and then put the internal organs in the pot for a while. It seemed that it was almost done. Then he poured a basin of chicken into the pot. Finally, he put a little cooking wine, added a bottle of liquor, and then waved the spatula in his hand and started stir-frying.

After frying for about two or three minutes, a small scoop of water was placed in the pot, and then the lid of the pot was covered and Pingan simmered over high heat.

I started another pot again, Canghai started frying the fish, and the fish almost opened for a few hours. After adding the ingredients and frying, I added a small bowl of water to the pot, and covered the lid and started simmering.

Waiting for the pot to air on the lid, Cang Hai uncovered the lid, scooped a little chicken soup with a spoon and tried the salt head. He thought the salt head was OK, so he covered the lid again and continued to stew. When the white gas on the lid was full, he uncovered the lid.

"Peace, draw the fire!"

After hearing this, Ping'an immediately used fire tongs to remove the firewood that had not been burnt in the stove and put it in another stove.

Seeing that Canghai had already served the dishes with a basin, Shi Wei asked with some concern: "It will be served in such a short time. Will it be cooked? Don't be raw then."

"This is a little rooster. It doesn't take long to cook. The meat will look old after cooking for a long time. It's just right now. When you see that there is no meat, you can penetrate it with chopsticks. Now the heat is just right."

As he said, Cang Hai had already put all the chicken in the pot, and as soon as he was out of the pot, he put it on the table. Soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of chicken. Not to mention the tiger's head, even Shi Wei swallowed several times.

Compared with chicken, fish roast has been a little longer, because even if the meat is soaked, it is still dried. You have to stew it for a while before the fish can taste delicious and taste it without any firewood.

Two dishes were placed on the table, each of whom had a bowl of rice, and on the side of the iron head were half a bowl of fruit, mainly bananas and apples, and some leftover grapes.

"Don't move, these are tiger-headed ones."

Canghai picked out the chicken head, chicken feet and chicken neck in the basin and put it in the tiger's bowl.

"Second brother, I like to eat chicken feet." Ping'an was a little unhappy.

"Wang! Wang!" Hutou was a little dissatisfied when he heard this and roared at Ping'an twice.

"Ping An works. From now on, you will eat chicken. These things are all tiger-headed. As for the chicken butt, this is iron-headed." Cang Hai clamped the piece of meat on the chicken butt into the iron-headed bowl.

Tietou saw Canghai clamping the chicken's butt, and reached out to catch it, put it in his mouth and sucked it for a few puffs. After sucking the soup on the chicken's butt, he shook the chicken's butt to Hutou again.

"How about it?"

After eating a few pieces of chicken, Canghai asked Shi Wei with satisfaction.

Ping An rushed back and said, "Yeah, it's delicious!"

"You eat yours, and there are still things in your mouth. I'm Shi Wei, who asked," Cang Hai said.

Hearing Canghai say this, Ping'an stopped answering and continued to lower his head and chew on the chicken leg blocks on his hand.

Shi Wei nodded and threw the skeleton of the chicken that had gnawed all the chicken in her hand to Hutou: "No, it's really tender, fresh and tender. The chickens raised in your village are indeed more delicious than the ones you bought. I don't know when there is no comparison. This is a different way to eat immediately."

"The chickens in our village are absolutely worth fifty yuan, but unfortunately they don't know." Cang Hai was very satisfied with Shi Wei's answer.

"Just raise chickens," Shi Wei said: "Encouraging villagers to raise chickens is also a way to get rich."

Cang Hai shook his head and said, "You can raise good chickens in this way. When the amount is large, it must be feed. What good chickens can cook in a month have? Just the amount of chickens that are now ripe near the village can't raise many chickens."

Shi Wei mentioned it casually, not to really let the villagers raise chickens and get rich. When she saw Cang Hai refuting, she continued to lower her head and chew on the chicken, and focused to the point where she didn't want to talk to Cang Hai at all.

The next time, the three of them ate a meal. Except for the chicken being wiped out, the fish only ate half of the dishes. The dried fish was originally quite delicious, with a slightly smelly fish fragrance, but when they were placed with the delicious little rooster, the smell seemed much worse. They couldn't eat the original aroma of dried fish, so even Ping An, who was yelling to eat fish, didn't eat a few chopsticks.

After dinner, he kept Shi Wei and Ping'an to wash the dishes and wipe the table. Cang Hai asked Hutou and Tie Tou to follow him. Tie Tou still wiped the fifty dollars in his hand and took them down the slope.

After going down the slope, he walked to the door of Wei Wenkui's house and saw Wei Wenkui squatting at the door holding a big bowl to eat. The yellow man from his house was squatting at his feet, wagging his tail and ass, and begging for food in a hurry. Wei Wenkui threw something out of the bowl and went to the ground. The big yellow dog immediately lowered his head and started eating.

"Uncle Wei, let's have a meal?" Cang Hai greeted.

"What are you doing? Oh, why is there a fifty dollar bill on Tietou's forehead?" Wei Wenkui said with a smile.

Cang Hai turned around and found that Tietou was holding the fifty dollars with one hand and pressing them to his forehead. He was now making faces at Wei Wenkui with strange fun.

"Hutou held the chicken from his second grandma's house. Why don't I give her money? I've been going back and forth several times?" Cang Hai said with a smile.

"Your second grandma can't accept it," Wei Wenkui said with a smile.

"You must accept it, otherwise what should I do if I want it before the tiger in the future?" Cang Hai said.

Wei Wenkui glanced at Hutou: "Your tiger head holds a chicken, won't it?"

Wei Wenkui didn't expect that Tiger Head would not hold the chicken for no reason. However, the Tiger Head owner was greedy. Now he wanted to set a standard this time. In the future, Tiger Head would pick up the chicken, or Canghai would want to eat other people's chickens again, so that's the price.

"I won't tell you anymore, please continue eating. I'll go to my second grandma's house." Cang Hai waved his hand and continued to walk forward after saying that.

You can see the kiln of Li Liren's family at the door of Wei Wenkui's house. Now the door of Li Liren's house is brightly lit, and a large 100-watt light bulb illuminates the surroundings.

This is not Li Liren's show of it, but the few kiln diggers in the village are working with Li Liren's family. Of course, the food expenses of these people come from Canghai and Hu Shijie's houses.

Because this time it was not dominated by Canghai's own family, Canghai only paid for the money. As for the food standard for the kiln masters, Hu Shijie decided by Hu Shijie. Naturally, Hu Shijie could not have been able to entertain guests like Canghai last time. Every day, there was a big fish and meat. There was meat in the dishes, but it was never extravagant. There was a piece of big meat or something every day at noon. It was a good food near the town.

When they arrived at the door of Li Liren's house, Li Liren and his wife were busy making dinner for the kiln masters in an apron. A group of masters waiting to eat were squatting in a bright place to play poker. There were wrinkled money in front of each of them, and it seemed that they had a little lottery.

Seeing Canghai coming and Tietou's hand was still holding fifty dollars, Li Liren's face immediately became cold: "Haiwazi, do you say you are too troublesome! Isn't it just a chicken? Your second grandfather, I am so poor, I ask you for the money for a chicken?"

"That's not what I said!" Cang Hai immediately smiled when he heard this, and signaled Tietou to hand over the money in his hand to Liu Aifen.

"If I caught it, I won't give you money. I did this when I was a child, but now I am a tiger-headed person. I want to teach it a lesson. When I go back, I will kick it twice..." Canghai started talking nonsense.

Li Liren thought of Cang Hai's pussy when he was a child and immediately laughed: "You kid was annoying when you were six or seven years old. The dogs in the village ran away when they saw it, but they didn't expect..."

Canghai insisted on giving it to him, but Li Liren did not accept it. The two of them pushed it back and for a while. In the end, Li Liren was really helpless by Canghai, so he took the money off.

The money he received was not counted, and he was preparing to find money, saying that the chickens in the town did not have this price, so he shied it again, and in the end, Canghai gained the upper hand, and the old man accepted the money.

"Wife, go into the house and take out the bag of fruit on my table and take it to Haiwai!" Li Liren said.

When Liu Aifen heard this, she turned back to the kiln and came out again, she had an extra box of pastries on her hand.

Seeing Cang Hai wanting to refuse, Li Liren immediately looked stern: "If you don't take it, you'd better take the money back."

"Oh, I'll take it, okay, I'll take it." Cang Hai took the pastry with a smile, and handed it to Tietou's hand.

After taking the square box, Tietou looked curious and stretched out his nose to sniff it. After seeing Cang Hai talking to Li Liren, he stretched out his fingers and began to pick up the corner of the box. Soon it pulled a hole in the corner, and it picked a little cake and put it in his mouth.
Chapter completed!