Su Xiaocai didn’t realize that her live stream background was beautiful, in a tranquil style, without any noisy sales pitch.
Catching fish successively attracted fishing enthusiasts to peek at the screen and reward her. Additionally, students who learned sothing in the live stream room felt compelled to give a few bucks.
The number of people in her live stream room, three million, was actually considered low.
Because Su Xiaocai didn’t sign a contract with a platform, the platform would deduct sixty percent for rewards, which pained her heart a bit.
On the way back, the platform sent several ssages inviting her to sign a contract, all hoping she could beco the platform’s resident broadcaster.
Su Xiaocai ignored them; next ti she’d simply set up her live stream room not to accept gifts, so no one could fleece her.
With so many people, one baked chicken wouldn’t be enough. She sent her friends to wash up in their rooms, then went to catch a few more chickens.
On the way, she checked the rabbit cages again. In a few hours, the dozen or so cages she set down had caught three or four rabbits.
It seed rabbits were indeed overpopulated, and Daddy Su was too lazy. When called to catch more rabbits, he always forgot. What if they hollow out the ground? At that ti, the fruit trees might die.
She pulled all the rabbits out, leaving the cages set. She would catch however many she could; tomorrow she’d deploy more manpower to catch all the rabbits on this land at once.
Having caught the chickens and rabbits, they naturally needed to be slaughtered.
This task, Su Xiaocai had skills in.
But she didn’t want to do it alone.
Thus, several apprentices of her ntor were coerced into undergoing the brutal "training" of plucking chicken feathers and rabbit fur.
"I just realized how difficult it is to cleanly pluck a chicken’s feathers." Wu Qingqing held tweezers, struggling with the chicken wing feathers.
Ji Heng solemnly scalded the rabbit; the water shouldn’t be too hot, nor should it be scalded for too long.
Watching Xiao Wanzi operate was a visual treat.
But doing it himself, he’d taken an hour and only managed to pluck half a rabbit’s fur.
The young lords and ladies slowly plucked the feathers, experiencing the difficulty of rural life for the first ti.
Yet, they had no complaints, nor did they show impatience, finding it rather fun. This might be the kind of "attention" city kids can’t enjoy.
Even plucking the fur of a small animal seed interesting.
After Xiao Wanzi and the butler demonstrated the fur-plucking process, they went to prepare other ingredients.
Su Xiaocai secretly left for a while, returning with a large cake.
"Today is Dad’s birthday. You all must keep quiet about it; we’ll celebrate with him later."
Wu Qingqing said, "Uncle’s birthday, we didn’t bring any gifts."
"Pick flowers by the roadside for him." Su Xiaocai understood Daddy Su; he didn’t like others spending money on him or giving gifts, and would prefer a bunch of wildflowers from the roadside.
Feng Wansha imdiately pulled Li Leilei and Wu Qingqing to pick flowers, fearing they’d be late and have to think of what gifts to give.
The boys had no choice but to discuss singing a song or performing with musical instrunts.
Near dusk, the wrapped chickens were successfully sent into the kiln, letting the collapsed, warm kiln cover the chickens, allowing them to heat evenly.
The rabbit cooking thods varied greatly.
Spicy, barbecue, cold rabbit...
To ensure the ingredients wouldn’t be wasted, naturally, they weren’t allowed to handle it.
Thus, the boys started tinkering with musical instrunts.
Su Xiaocai had many traditional and cheap instrunts here, bamboo flutes, leather drums, guitars bought from town for a few hundred yuan, and an electronic keyboard gifted by Daddy Su’s friend.
The electronic keyboard was Su Xiaocai’s birthday gift; Daddy Su’s friend knew he adopted a daughter and had brought many girls’ things every year.
Instrunts, Barbie dolls, little dresses...
Apart from the musical instrunts, Su Xiaocai hadn’t touched any of them.
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