70: Raising a wife, the whole village is inhaling the aroma of stewed meat.

"Son, give me the pheasant, I'll kill it!"

Liu Yue'e sniffed: "Give our son chicken!"

Zhou Qingwen secretly took a deep breath. Fortunately, his mother didn't notice anything different about him.

"Mom, here you go."

Zhou Qingwen's handsome face shone brightly with his smile, and his eyes sparkled.

"Hey kid, gotta save you a chicken leg?"

"Mom, just save a chicken leg for Jinfeng, chop the rest into pieces for everyone!"

Liu Yue'e happily said, "Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Liu Yue'e went to the kitchen, scooped out some boiling water, and plucked the feathers from the pheasant.

Soon after, the internal organs were cleaned. In those days, when people ate chicken, they even cleaned the chicken's tail thoroughly, as it was a large piece of meat! The intestines and other internal organs were all cleaned and placed in a bowl.

Zhou Qingwen went to the courtyard and carefully polished all the arrows.

To have a good chance of success when hunting, besides having good luck, you also need to have a suitable hunting weapon.

Zhou Qingwen was carefully polishing the product, while the aroma of stewed chicken with shiitake mushrooms wafted from the kitchen.

Liu Yue'e then stir-fried the chicken giblets with pickled cowpeas.

In addition, some mixed steamed buns were steamed in the pot.

Soon after, everyone in the family returned from work. As soon as they stepped outside, Zhou Jinfeng, the eldest nephew, took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Wow! It smells so good!"

"Is this fragrance coming from our house?"

The eldest sister-in-law's face was full of joyful smiles.

The older brother also sniffed it: "It really is!"

The second brother and sister-in-law also asked, "Did our third brother really catch some prey?"

At this moment, the head of the household, Zhou Feitian, said, "Stop talking nonsense, why don't we go in and see for ourselves?"

At this moment, everyone squeezed into the door and saw Zhou Qingwen holding an arrow. When they looked up, several pairs of eyes were staring at Zhou Qingwen.

Why are you all staring at me?

Zhou Qingwen immediately touched his face; there was nothing there.

He's handsome and really likes his appearance.

In modern terms, he would be considered an extremely handsome young man!

He has a face comparable to a male celebrity, and a lean and wiry physique, yet he is strong!

Zhou Qingwen reached up and scratched the back of his head.

At this moment, Liu Yue'e came out and said, "Eldest son's eldest daughter-in-law, second son's daughter-in-law, come and lend a hand!"

The eldest and second sisters-in-law immediately responded, "Coming!"

Then, the eldest sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law saw the real chicken in the kitchen.

Wow! There are chicken drumsticks!

Second Sister-in-law excitedly pointed at the chicken leg and said, "Your mouth is watering! This chicken leg was specifically designated for Jinfeng by your third brother! You'd better hurry up and give birth to a child who can eat chicken legs!"

Liu Yue'e's voice wasn't loud, but the whole family heard it.

The second sister-in-law's face immediately turned red.

It's not that she doesn't want to have children, it's just that she hasn't gotten pregnant yet!

The second brother couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Hurry up and bring the dishes, don't just stand there!"

The second sister-in-law immediately lowered her head, took the dishes, and went out.

Then the whole family gathered around a broken table. Although it was very worn, it was the only relatively large piece of furniture in the house.

On the table were stewed chicken with shiitake mushrooms, stir-fried chicken giblets with pickled green beans, two kinds of steamed buns, and a bowl of vegetable soup.

Then, Zhou Qingwen placed the large chicken leg on Zhou Jinfeng's plate and said, "Jinfeng, have some chicken leg!"

My second sister-in-law said with envy, "This chicken leg is really big! And so meaty!"

The eldest sister-in-law asked gratefully, "Third brother, is this chicken leg really for Jinfeng?"

"certainly!"

The eldest sister-in-law glanced weakly at the head of the family: "But Father didn't say anything."

Zhou Qingwen felt a slight pang in his heart at that moment.

He, a modern-day reincarnated person, forgot that the power of the head of the family was extremely great back then.

"Father, you don't have any objections, do you?"

Zhou Feitian took a deep breath and said, "Jinfeng is a child, and in principle he should only eat small pieces of chicken. But you are his third uncle, and you hunted the pheasant, so you decide what to eat for this meal!"

Zhou Feitian was slightly puzzled. When did this third brother learn to hunt?

The last two generations of their family have been farmers.

However, I heard that my ancestors did have hunters who hunted tigers!

Could it be that this kid has finally figured it out?

How could he hit a pheasant with just one move?

Zhou Feitian looked at the hanging bow and arrow and said, "When traveling in the mountains, you can't do without a gun. In case of danger, a gun is still the most useful weapon."

That evening, I took a jar of old liquor to the brigade leader's house and borrowed his rifle. Tomorrow you can get bullets from the black market.

A flash of excitement crossed Zhou Qingwen's eyes: "Father, you understand me the most."

Zhou Qingwen buried his head and ate a bite of chicken.

"To be honest, if I had a gun today, I definitely could have shot even more prey!"

Zhou Feitian's eyes narrowed as he said, "Stop bragging. We'll be lucky if we catch any small animals. Don't go deep into the mountains!"

"Yes, Father, I'll listen to you!"

Although Zhou Qingwen said he wouldn't go to the deep mountains...

However, he was already thinking that if he wanted to hunt a larger wild goat, he would have to go deeper into the mountains.

It is said that a wild goat can be exchanged for nearly 50 kilograms of rice and 50 kilograms of cornmeal on the black market!

That's two kinds of grains combined, easily over a hundred pounds.

Enough for a family to eat and drink for a month!

And it's the kind of meal that's all-you-can-eat.

Unlike them now, where the only slightly better meal is lunch, breakfast is vegetable soup with rice and a handful of rice cooked into vegetable porridge.

For lunch, you can have a steamed bun with two kinds of fillings, along with a bowl of vegetable soup. The vegetable is pickled cowpeas.

In the evening, it was vegetable porridge again, without any oil.

In most cases, Zhou Qingwen went to bed hungry every night after his rebirth.

I'm really worried that one day I'll faint from hunger and never wake up again.

As the older sister-in-law ate the meat, her eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

"Sister-in-law, why did you cry while eating chicken?"

"I'm really happy. Jinfeng has always said he wanted to eat a chicken leg, but I've never been able to make it happen. Today, my third brother made it happen for him."

Zhou Jinfeng laughed, took a big bite of the chicken leg, and exclaimed, "Third Uncle! This chicken leg is delicious!"

"Good boy, eat well, you'll earn more work points later!"

"Alright! Let's get started!"

Zhou Jinfeng is a seven-year-old child, pitifully thin!

After eating several pieces of chicken, Zhou Qingwen dipped a steamed bun in the broth and said, "Everyone eat! We have to finish all this meat today! We'll have meat again tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, everyone thought, "Let's finish preparing the meat today?"

Once again, everyone happily picked up pieces of meat to eat.

The whole family ate until their bellies were round and full.

After the meal, Zhou Feitian took a jar of wine to the brigade leader's house, and when he returned, he carried the hunting rifle back with him.

"Here you go! Figure out how to buy bullets yourself tomorrow. We only have a few cents at home, no extra money!"

Zhou Qingwen excitedly took the hunting rifle: "Bullets, I'll have them, Dad. How did you get the captain to agree?"

"Don't worry about that! Be careful on the mountain!"

"Okay, sure!"

Zhou Qingwen held the hunting rifle in his arms, looking at it with the same fondness he would show a new bride!

The next day

Zhou Qingwen took his hunting rifle and went to the black market. In an inconspicuous little house, he said, "Old Zhao, give me a box of bullets first, and I'll definitely bring you my hunted game!"