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

Upon hearing this, Yu Yalan smiled knowingly: "We can't make roast suckling pig today, but there's plenty of pork offal soup!"

Zhou Feitian then said, "I'll make the roast suckling pig tomorrow."

Zhou Qingwen laughed and said, "Okay! That's great! Last time Dad made roast suckling pig, it was so delicious!"

"If you like it, I'll bake it tomorrow!"

The family sat down to eat together in a happy atmosphere.

The next day

Zhou Qingwen and Zhou Feitian placed the suckling pig on the rack together, then lit a lot of charcoal and slowly roasted the suckling pig.

One side is brushed with material, the other with oil, and the other side is flipped over.

To enjoy a delicious roast suckling pig, you need to roast it slowly and carefully, and the heat must be just right.

If you bake it for too long, it will easily burn; if you bake it for too short a time, it won't be crispy and fragrant enough.

Therefore, Zhou Feitian explained all the ins and outs of this matter to Zhou Qingwen.

Consider this a way of sharing some experience.

Zhou Qingwen let Zhou Feitian direct from the side, while Zhou Qingwen did all the work himself.

Zhou Qingwen had made up his mind. He was young, and once he learned how, he could bake it himself in the future.

We can't let Dad do everything.

After all, Zhou Feitian is getting old, so he can just do auxiliary work in the future.

The aroma of the roast suckling pig grew stronger and stronger, and it was ready by noon.

After the family returned home from their work, the roast suckling pig was just finished.

Then everyone had a bowl of noodles and a bowl of roast suckling pig.

That guy, Zhou Qingwen really loves this kind of roast meat. He's really generous; he ate one-eighth of the suckling pig in one go!

Eat your fill of meat!

The eldest and second eldest brothers also ate to their hearts' content, their mouths greasy, and they smiled憨憨地.

Zhou Feitian ate while reminiscing.

The sauce for this roast suckling pig seems to be even better than the one he made last time.

This flavor has a slight spiciness and a rich, aromatic taste; every bite is bursting with oil.

Yu Yalan only ate roast suckling pig; she didn't eat any noodles.

Zhou Jinfeng also ate meat.

The person who did the housework ate only a bowl of noodles.

And a large piece of roast suckling pig meat.

It smells so good, it makes your tongue want to dance!

And what about Zhou Jinfeng?

He went to school in the afternoon, and several classmates went to smell him: "Zhou Jinfeng, you smell so good, like meat!"

Zhou Jinfeng swallowed hard and said, "I ate meat, so it smells like meat! My third uncle killed a suckling pig and roasted it."

Several children surrounded him, asking about the aroma of the roast suckling pig.

Several children were drooling with envy when they heard Zhou Jinfeng say, "The lean meat is crispy and fragrant, the one with the perfect balance of lean and fat is the most delicious, it's oozing oil, and it's packed with spices, it's incredibly fragrant!"

The sound of swallowing saliva echoed intermittently.

Zhou Jinfeng said with a slight tension, "Next time my family has barbecue, I'll bring some to school so you can all try it."

The children all said, "Really? Then next time let me try just a little bit, just a piece of meat the size of a finger. I've finished my homework, can I show it to you?"

Zhou Jinfeng shook his head: "I prefer to do my own homework; I don't need yours."

"Zhou Jinfeng! Go clean the classroom! It's your turn to clean, have you forgotten?"

The teacher suddenly called out from the doorway, and Zhou Jinfeng shrank back in fright: "Oh, I'll clean right away."

Several classmates said, "We'll help you!"

Immediately, many children went to pick up the litter on the ground, including scraps of paper and paper balls.

The teacher also left to get the homework books.

As Zhou Jinfeng cleaned up, he thought to himself, "This roast suckling pig smells so good, I want to eat some more!"

Meanwhile, Zhou Qingwen was at home, swinging his large machete with a loud whooshing sound.

Regardless of whether there are tigers or leopards in the Taihang Mountains, just train your body to be as agile as a leopard!

As majestic as a tiger!

These days, if you want to be a good hunter and get rich, you have to rely on the mountains for your livelihood.

After training at home for an hour, Zhou Qingwen went to fetch a bucket of warm water and rinsed himself in the bathroom.

She came out soaking wet, a touch of post-shower sexiness.

Yu Yalan, who was cutting meat in the kitchen, felt her heart skip a beat.

Seeing Yu Yalan's shy expression, Zhou Qingwen said, "Wife, don't be afraid to look at your own man. Come on, touch my abs, see if you like the feeling?"

Yu Yalan's slightly rough hands were suddenly in stark contrast to Zhou Qingwen's rough and sharp hands when they were grasped.

Although Yu Yalan's small hands are a little rough now, they are the hands that have been working.

However, held in Zhou Qingwen's large, rough hands, they appeared delicate and small, and very smooth and white: "Wife, your little hands are so nice to touch!"

"No! Don't do this in broad daylight."

"What's there to be afraid of? It's just the two of us in this house!"

Zhou Qingwen kissed Yu Yalan on the ear: "Wife, I want to eat stewed mutton for lunch!"

Yu Yalan was slightly startled: "We're out of mutton too. You want some? What should we do?"

"Don't worry, have you forgotten what your man does? I'll be up the mountain in a bit and back before eleven!"

Zhou Qingwen went to get his hunting gear and hurried up the mountain.

As Yu Yalan watched him leave, she thought to herself, "Even if he went hunting, who knows if he just hunted wild goats? But her man is so confident? Oh well, let him be. That's just how he is—handsome and confident!"

Zhou Qingwen went up the mountain and followed the sheep droppings until he found the mountain where the sheep were.

Upon closer inspection, half of the mountain was covered with wild goats!

The wild goats seemed oblivious to the approaching danger, standing and grazing by the rocks.

Believe it or not, those rocks were as stable as flat ground under the feet of wild goats!

Absolutely!

Zhou Qingwen took out his gun; this distance was probably a bit too far to use a dart.

Naturally, they started using hunting rifles!

"Bang!"

A wild goat on the mountain was shot and rolled down the mountain, where it remained rolling on the ground for a long time.

Zhou Qingwen was thrilled!

Zhou Qingwen rarely used a gun; he usually relied on darts when hunting.

Unexpectedly, at such a distance, wild goats are indeed a better match for hunting rifles!

Suddenly, all the wild goats on half the mountain scattered and ran away!

Zhou Qingwen went up, bled the wild goat, then picked it up and went back.

This wild goat is quite fat, weighing about 45 jin (22.5 catties).

He's very strong.

Back home, Yu Yalan was steaming buns when she came out and saw this man?

"You really hunted a wild goat? How did you do that?"

"Hey! Honey, isn't your man great?"

Yu Yalan's face suddenly flushed red with embarrassment: "Great!"

Zhou Qingwen grinned broadly, "Then it's a date for tonight!"

Yu Yalan stomped her foot: "You really don't get tired at all? I'm amazed by your energy!"

Yu Yalan twisted her body, turned around and went into the kitchen; she had to keep an eye on the stove fire.

When steaming buns, the fire must be kept burning continuously until they are fully steamed before leaving the house.

Otherwise, the steamed buns would become mushy and inedible.

Yu Yalan sat by the stove, her little face glowing red in the firelight.

That one at night.

Yu Yalan blushed slightly.

Zhou Qingwen has a lot of tricks up her sleeve. If it weren't for her good temper, people would suspect that she might be possessed by a mountain monster.

How did he learn these strange moves?