Making Chicken Soup

Ye Lulu was a foreigner, so her hometown might really eat the blood of poultries. Mother Rong was stunned for a moment before asking, "Then what should we do?"

Farmers were actually bolder!

It was just that no one had ever eaten chicken blood before. They had never thought of eating chicken blood before. Now that they were told that Ye Lulu's hometown would eat blood, the farmers were especially accepting of this.

Especially when it concerned food. The people in the mountains were so poor, so who wouldn't be willing?

It was just that the mountains were closed off. Previously, there were many people who ate indiscriminately and killed themselves. The villagers gradually didn't dare to eat anything they hadn't eaten before.

After all, the ancient people were conservative, and there weren't any natural disasters in recent years, so no one would eat indiscriminately.

Eldest sister-in-Law Guan went back into the house and asked Ye Lulu how to eat blood. Ye Lulu lay on the bed and said something about a 'local version' of Mao Xue Wang.

The principle was none other than that farmers had many types of chili. Every family had their own bean paste, spicy sauce, and many kinds of vegetables planted in the fields. However, there was little meat.

Therefore, this dish should be made with a variety of vegetables and ready-made chicken parts and intestines.

Mother Rong was stunned when she heard the instructions. However, she decided to follow Ye Lulu's words.

In any case, it was something that they initially did not want. It would not cost much to make it. At most, she would lose out only on some chicken intestines. Who knew if they could really eat this after making it?!

If it could be eaten, they would be making huge profits!

This time, Mother Rong killed the chicken in front of the bowl and stored all the chicken blood in the bowl.

When Guan Chibei saw this scene, his eyes flickered. Indeed, there was a different soul.

Was she going to propose a different eating method?

It seemed like her side had a different habit of cooking as well.

The chicken with its feathers plucked was washed clean. The whole white chicken was prepared with ginger slices, red dates, mushrooms, and wolfberries.

It was a chicken raised by the villagers. It was fresh and healthy. They didn't even need to wash it with water and could just put it in a pot to boil.

There was no casserole in the house, so the soup was boiled using the only iron pot available. Even so, after two hours of slow cooking, the rich flavor of chicken soup was still emitted.

When Mother Rong opened the lid, she saw that the thick yellow soup in the pot was boiling, revealing the slightly yellowish chicken meat inside.

There were also red dates, mushrooms, and small wolfberries popping up from time to time.

The chicken inside had been stewed for so long, but the meat was still firm, thick, and beautiful. One look at it and it made people salivate.

This pot of chicken soup… emitted a strong fragrance that was extremely enticing. When Mother Rong opened the pot lid, the Guan family shivered from the fragrance!

Not only did the fragrance of the chicken soup fill the Guan family's courtyard, but it even drifted out and filled the entire village.

Many villagers were attracted by the intense fragrance and nearly drooled. They looked around to see which family in the village had made chicken soup. It was so fragrant!

In the end, they came to the Guan family's courtyard enviously and gathered at the door. They discussed the chicken soup that the Guan family had prepared. As they talked, they even inhaled the strong fragrance in the air.

It was incredible.

Furthermore, everyone in the village had heard that Mother Rong had brought a pheasant to exchange for a rooster during the day. That meant she was boiling chicken soup!

But this chicken soup was too fragrant!

The Guan family had not had chicken soup for almost a year.

Even the Guan family was craving this chicken soup. How would they have the time to care about the villagers outside?