Reborn as a scholar to become self-improvement

Chapter 41

Wang Lihua closed the vegetable stall and was about to throw away the remaining box of vegetable stalls.Qin Cen stopped her: "What a pity you threw it away? Although this green pepper has been frozen, but fortunately it is not rotten. Instead of throwing it away, it is better to give it away for free."

"That's good." Wang Lihua felt that Qin Cen's words were reliable. The quality of these green peppers would not be sold, but if they were given away for free, it would surely be a favor and a relationship with fellow villagers in the company.

Wang Lihua took out a pen and ink and wrote "free food delivery" in large characters. After a while, a box of green peppers was divided up.

She wanted to invite Instructor Qin to have dinner at home, and she found that she was so eloquent, but she didn't have decent food at home!

After Wang Lihua finished collecting the vegetable stalls, Qin Cen raised his watch and looked at the time, "It's not yet seven o'clock. I'll go to your house at eight o'clock. I still have something to do in the office, so I'll finish it first."

There is a time difference between Xinjiang and the mainland. In the mainland, dinner is around [-]:[-] pm, while in Xinjiang it is around [-]:[-] pm.

This was exactly what Wang Lihua wanted. Without Qin Cen, she could slowly prepare meals.She left a few scrambled tomatoes, and went to the canteen to buy two eggs, planning to make a tomato scrambled egg.

After she rode her tricycle home, she went to the farmer's house in the company to buy a rooster, planning to make a plate of braised chicken.The chicken seller is not responsible for killing the chicken, which means that Wang Lihua has to kill the chicken himself.

Wang Lihua took the chicken home, stuffed the rice into a pot, then set up a small bench with a kitchen knife and sat in the yard. She gestured with the knife on the rooster's neck, and then died...

Wang Lihua has never killed a chicken when she was so old... She used to go directly to the supermarket to buy killed and blanched chicken, but now she thought about cutting the neck of the chicken, and her hands were trembling.

Taking advantage of Wang Lihua's trembling hands, the big rooster jumped out.Just as Qin Cen pushed open the courtyard door and came in from the outside, the big rooster jumped on Qin Cen's body.

Qin Cen reacted quickly, grabbed it, then patted the dust off his body, and carried it to Wang Lihua.

Wang Lihua pointed at Qin Cen with a knife and kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, please go in and sit down first, instructor. I'll kill the chicken for a while."

Qin Cen glanced at the knife in her hand, sighed lightly, and said in a voice so warm that water dripped out, "Have you ever killed a chicken?"

"No..." Wang Lihua felt a little guilty.

"Give it to me." Qin Cen spread his hands and asked her for a kitchen knife. "It's okay, I'll help you"

Wang Lihua was a little embarrassed, but wanted Qin Cen's help very much, so she was entangled in contradictions. "Instructor...this...wouldn't bother you, right? You are a guest..."

Qin Cen smiled, took the kitchen knife from her, and then sat on the bench and began to cut the throat of the chicken in the pot.Wang Lihua didn't hesitate, and hurried back to the house to boil a pot of hot water.

When Wang Lihua brought out the hot water, the big cock in Qin Cen's hand had stopped moving.Wang Lihua was quite embarrassed when she saw Qin Cen's white shirt splattered with blood.

Wang Lihua took the rooster from him, blanched the hair off and began to dissect the cock clumsily.Seeing her clumsiness, Qin Cen sighed, snatched the kitchen knife and the blanched chicken from her hands, cleaned them, took them into the kitchen, put them on the chopping board, and methodically ripped open the chicken's belly.

Then take out the internal organs of the chicken, break open the chicken belly and clean it, and quickly put it in a small basin with the chicken heart and other internal organs.

Qin Cen looked at the narrow room, then turned his head and asked Wang Lihua softly, "Do you have pickles at home?"

"Yes, yes." Wang Lihua dragged out a kimchi jar from under the cabinet, picked out a pickled radish with chopsticks, put it on a plate and handed it to Qin Cen.

(End of this chapter)