Chapter 221 Eating Chicken
Although Lao Wang persuaded him in every possible way, Qin Lang still insisted on making the first meal very rich.
In the big pot set up on the earthen stove, chickens and ducks are stewed. There are several big pottery pots, and several chickens or ducks are put in each pot. Add the radish cut into hob pieces to the pot, turn to low heat and continue to simmer.
Old Wang has been following behind Qin Lang, looking at the chickens and ducks added to the pots, he couldn't help frowning and sighing.
While yelling at the women who help the kitchen, "Cut it into smaller pieces, cut it into smaller pieces, what are you doing with such a big piece!"
Qin Lang was speechless when he saw the diced meat that was asked to be cut not much bigger than soybeans, but seeing that Lao Wang was in such a hurry, he had no choice but to let him go.
If he hadn’t promised to kill at most 20 chickens or ducks for a meal at the beginning of the next meal, Lao Wang would probably lie down in that big clay pot to stew himself today.
It's true that Qin Lang doesn't feel distressed, but Lao Wang does.
Although the chickens and ducks have only been raised for less than half a year, but because they run in the wild every day and mainly eat locusts and grass seeds, these chickens and ducks are considered to be quite pure native chickens, quite fat, but very healthy.
The cooks are all from nearby people who are recruited to work. They are all older women, so they are arranged to help the cook here. Those who kill chickens kill chickens, pluck their feathers, and the offal of chickens will not be wasted. .
Chicken gills and chicken feathers were all collected by Lao Wang, and they could be sold for money.
All the chickens and ducks were slaughtered at a designated place, and the blood released was also put into buckets. The fresh chicken blood and duck blood filled two wooden buckets. The hardworking women in Guanzhong skillfully mixed in salt, stirred it well, and after a while, It became blood tofu.
Zhang Chuchen is here again.
She turned around and came to the temporary canteen on the shore, smelling the tempting aroma in the air, watching the big clay pots cooking chickens and ducks there, and couldn't help but marvel at Qin Lang's generosity.
"How many chickens and ducks have you stewed?"
"Today is the first meal at the start of work, so I killed a hundred chickens and ducks each, and used another thousand eggs."
Zhang Chuchen clicked his tongue, "Qin Sanlang is really bold, he is bold in everything he does."
Qin Lang knew that she was making fun of him for being a little foolish, or even breaking the rules, but he didn't care.
Ah Huang came barefoot, holding a basket of fish in his hand.
"Sanlang, there is an unexpected harvest. There are actually a lot of fish, shrimp, clam and snails in this puddle, and even caught some water snakes and turtles."
Qin Lang took a look. There were many kinds of fish and shrimp, all of which were fresh.
"Raise the smaller ones, kill some of the bigger ones, and add a dish!"
Pharaoh hurried over, "There are already so many dishes for lunch, let's save these fish and shrimp **** for tomorrow!" That's fine.
"Why don't you eat the fresh ones and save them? Stew some river fresh soup and get some scallions." Qin Lang has taken a fancy to these fresh products.
Waiting until the sun was high, Qin Lang asked someone to ring the bell and stop work for dinner.
Everyone lined up to come over.
"Line up, wash your hands, come one by one."
The temporary cafeteria has no tables or chairs, but Qin Lang still pays attention to everyone's hygiene, requiring them to wash their hands after going to the toilet and before meals, and to queue up to maintain order.
Although everyone worked for a long time and was hungry, they still obeyed the rules.
"It smells so good, what do you want to eat today?"
"You can't smell it with your nose. There are chickens, ducks, and fish. I heard that Duke Yi had a hundred chickens and a hundred ducks slaughtered today, and he took a thousand eggs. , made all of them, and also stewed more than a hundred catties of fish, good guy, today’s meal is more hearty than Chinese New Year’s.”
"Your family eats chicken, duck, and fish during the Chinese New Year? How many eggs can you eat? It's a year of abundance."
Everyone was drooling while inhaling the scent in the air, praising Qin Lang for his generosity.
Line up and go forward.
Each person gets a big pottery basin first.
Lined up, more than thirty people were cooking at the same time.
Zhang Zhen lined up with a bowl, the woman picked up a long spoon made of bamboo tube, scooped up a spoon and was about to shake it a few times, but Qin Lang came over.
"Don't shake the spoon, each person has a full spoon, eat first, if you don't have enough, you can eat again, just don't waste it."
So the woman filled another spoonful and poured it into Zhang Zhen's bowl, and it was half a bowl in a while. Zhang Zhen thanked him with a smile, and was about to turn around to leave, when Qin Lang stopped him, "What's more, there is stewed duck with white radish over there, which tastes good, and there is also stewed fish soup."
So Zhang Zhen took another spoonful of stewed duck with white radish and another spoonful of stewed fish.
Come to the main food table on the other side, there are four big steamed cakes per person, and you can also make a bowl of egg drop soup.
In one hand is a large pottery bowl with half a bowl of chicken, duck and fish stew, in the other hand is a large bowl of egg drop soup, with a big steamed cake in his mouth, and three stacked on top of the stew bowl.
Several members of his family quickly got together, and without a table or chair, they sat directly on the ground.
"Brother, this soup is really delicious."
Zhang Zhen's younger sister is only a ten-year-old girl. After working for half a day, she was so tired that she was sweating profusely. She would sit on the ground regardless, and took a drink of egg drop soup. It really quenched her thirst and hunger.
"Wow, this chicken is delicious!" Zhang Zhen's younger brother picked up a piece of chicken and threw it into his mouth, chewing happily. Although the family also has chickens, they have never eaten any of them. They are reluctant to sell the roosters and the hens have to lay eggs. Even if my sister-in-law is pregnant, she is willing to eat an egg for a few days.
Growing up, I have never eaten such a hearty meal.
"Eat it quickly, don't let it get cold." Zhang Zhen took a few big bites of the steamed cake. This cake is a multigrain cake. You can eat millet, sorghum, and locust powder mixed in it, but there is too much flour and it tastes very delicious. Chewy and fluffy, it's more filling than homemade steamed cakes.
Carrot stewed chicken, the radish is soft, fully immersed in the oil and taste of the chicken.
"I've only heard of this carrot before, but I've never eaten it. I didn't expect it to be so delicious." Zhang Zhen sighed. It is said that carrots were only introduced to the Central Plains in recent years. They were originally exclusive to the dining tables of nobles. I can eat it.
"It's a pity that my sister-in-law can only stay at home when she is pregnant, and my mother has to stay home to take care of my sister-in-law. Otherwise, my mother and sister-in-law can also eat this delicious food. What a pity." Zhang Zhen's sister felt sorry for her family while eating there.
not far away.
After Qin Lang made his rounds, he also sat down to eat.
A simple dining table, Zhuangtou Old Wang, neighbor Hong Funu, and Ah Huang and Dugu Yanyun gathered at the table.
Hong Fu Nu was amazed at the Qin family's generosity, and some complained that it was a bad rule, and it would probably be troublesome to hire people to do things in the future.
"Saburo is really willing!"
"If you have something to give up, you will get something. Everyone came to help me work in the cold weather. I can't treat everyone badly. Anyway, they are all chickens and ducks raised by myself. The fish are just caught in the water, and the red and white radishes are also grown by myself. Yes, it doesn’t cost a lot of money.”
Maybe it was because there were so many people, or maybe it was because it was a picnic, and the meal was extra delicious.
Qin Lang couldn't help eating several big bowls.
Old Wang was absent-minded about eating, his eyes were always staring at those people, and he kept scolding. That guy was already eating the eighth steamed pancake, and he ate the chicken three times.
also sharp-eyed and pointed out that a guy secretly packed the dishes, obviously to take them home to eat.
He even went to expose that guy on the spot.
Qin Lang pulled him back.
"Forget it, forget it, everyone has worked very hard. Let's forget about it today. From tomorrow, I will announce to everyone that you can eat freely, but you are not allowed to take it home. Also, finish work at night and leave home It’s better to live here as far away as possible, and make a fire at night, so as not to freeze.”
"For those who want to go back, let everyone go together, don't go alone, the tools are placed here, we will keep them for them, remember to distribute the food that we promised to give to everyone. If you don't go back, we will store the food for them first , give it together later.”
Workpoints set a standard. Two workpoints are one liter of fried noodles and miscellaneous grains. A child can get half a liter a day for one workpoint. A teenager can get two work points a day, a middle-aged man can get three work points, a young and strong woman can get three or four work points, a young and strong person can get five to six work points, and the most outstanding fierce person can get up to ten work points.
In fact, this kind of fried noodles with mixed grains is not worth much, but after all, it is still a time of famine, and the conditions of the Qin family can be called very good and attractive.
These work points are equivalent to wages that can be exchanged. In the evening, the food is given as an extra, which is half of the day's work points.
Eat two meals a day, and after taking the food, you can settle together and cash it out again later.
"A guy ate twelve steamed cakes!"
Pharaoh Wang's complexion is not very good-looking.
Steamed cakes are actually miscellaneous grain steamed buns. Although they are miscellaneous grains, they are not small steamed buns. They are all big troweled buns. Four meals for an ordinary person should be enough. One of these is enough for a meal.
The Qin family has allowed everyone to eat, and as a result, many people ate five or six, and some even ate seven or eight, but there was one guy who was too fierce, as long as a tall bamboo pole, very thin, but It is very edible, I ate two bowls of vegetables and two bowls of soup, and I even ate twelve steamed cakes.
Damn it, I really let go and ate like crazy.
Qin Lang just laughed.
"It's okay, you can do what you can eat. This is the first meal for everyone. After a few days of work, you won't eat so much again."
He can understand these people very well. When he was young in later generations, he would often hear stories from his grandpa and his generation that they could eat a lot in the past. A big cow with a bowl of rice.
He has never seen his grandfather eating, but he has seen his uncle eat seven bowls of rice. He made a bet and ate seven bowls of rice abruptly.
So Qin Lang doesn't feel unhappy for these big stomach kings now, but thinks that everyone has actually had a difficult life in the past, otherwise who would have such a good appetite.
afternoon.
Everyone's enthusiasm for work became even higher. Everyone chanted and worked hard.
Not to be outdone when eating, and don’t need to be urged when working. This is the simplicity of the villagers. If the host is so generous, everyone will naturally work harder, otherwise how can they live in the host?
Can’t be said that it tastes great, but it’s hard to dry, right?
(end of this chapter)