Chapter 159 (1/2)

Parker went out with the mushroom in his hand and came into the room with a short winged bird drenched in soup.

”Qingqing give me a hand. The bird won't eat it.” Parker put the bowl on the ground, grabbed the bird's neck and snapped its beak.

Bai Qingqing was cruel, but he immediately came to Parker's side, picked up a mushroom, blew it, and forced it into the short winged bird's throat.

The short winged bird cried sadly for a long time.

It took a long time for the two men to let the bird eat a few mushrooms, when Curtis finally came back to deal with the food.

Bai Qingqing felt bad when he saw the short winged bird brought back by Curtis. After Curtis had gone so long, the short winged bird brought back was covered with fluff. In other words, how to pluck the feathers?

Please forgive the ignorance of a novice kitchen. Bai Qingqing saw that his mother had made chickens many times. However, when he bought them from the market, he killed them. He didn't need to kill them at all.

Curtis, the short winged bird, has plucked the feathers, but only the thick feathers, and many small fluffy hairs. Bai Qingqing also went to pull it out for a while. She broke the skin of the bird, but the hair couldn't be pulled out. She finally gave up.

She dare not eat such a hot pot made of birds. Take off the skin of a bird? But she likes to eat chewy chicken skin best. What's the taste of grilled chicken skin?

Curtis looked at the stone pot and said to Bai Qingqing, ”if you don't want to eat it, you don't need to eat it. I'll make you other dishes. The rice is cooked.”

Parker also said, ”it can't be cooked or roasted. Let's eat roasted birds.”

Bai Qingqing listened to Parker's words, suddenly her eyes brightened and she clapped him excitedly on the shoulder. ”You're so smart. You can't cook it. There are other ways to eat it.”

Parker flicked his tail smugly. ”I'll bake.”

”No, no, no, you can help me dig some mud by the river.” Bai Qingqing said.