Chapter 232: Chapter 232 Beggar’s Chicken_1 Chapter 232: Chapter 232 Beggar’s Chicken_1 It could be even longer…
An Jing was silent for a long while before suddenly asking, “Then how about, one day we find an opportunity to kiss a little longer?”
Xiao Changyi, although showing no expression on his face, agreed imdiately, “Good.”
“Pfft~” An Jing couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud, “I was just joking.”
Xiao Changyi looked intently at her, “But I took it seriously.”
An Jing: “…”
His eyes were deep, focused, resolute—once she t them, it was as though she’d be sucked in; eventually, she conceded, “Alright then, we’ll find an opportunity to kiss a little longer one day.”
Xiao Changyi imdiately nodded, “Mm.”
An Jing was silent again for two seconds before saying cheerfully, “Today is our housewarming celebration after all. Even if we don’t throw a banquet, we should still celebrate.”
“How do you want to celebrate?”
An Jing imdiately began thinking, but before she could think of a way to celebrate, she heard one of the chickens in the coop suddenly cluck as if it had laid an egg. An Jing’s eyes imdiately brightened, “Let’s kill a chicken, and I’ll make you beggar’s chicken to eat!”
The chicken destined to be slaughtered: “…” You want to kill just after I laid an egg, how innocent I am…
“Beggar’s chicken? The na sounds like sothing a beggar would eat,” Xiao Changyi asked.
An Jing patiently explained, “It’s said in our region that a beggar invented this thod of cooking chicken, hence the na ‘beggar’s chicken.’ It’s not that only beggars can eat it while we cannot. Let tell you, beggar’s chicken is really delicious, it’s just a bit troubleso to make. But today we’ve moved into our new house, so the trouble doesn’t matter, as long as we’re happy, right?”
As she spoke, An Jing sought agreent with a smile while gazing at Xiao Changyi.
Xiao Changyi, of course, wouldn’t disappoint An Jing and imdiately nodded in agreent, “Mm.”
“Then we’ll make beggar’s chicken!” An Jing was very happy. “However, to make beggar’s chicken we need lotus leaves, which seem to be by the river. Let’s go gather so.”
“Mm.”
After that, An Jing and Xiao Changyi went together to the riverside to gather lotus leaves.
Actually, one person could have done it, but neither wanted to part from the other. Even though they were together most of the ti, neither felt fed up with it, and it even seed not enough.
Although neither of them had spoken of this, they shared the sa thought in their hearts: they wanted to be with each other every single mont!
Thus, they went everywhere together.
Thus, wherever she went, he went.
Thus, wherever he went, she went.
When they returned from the riverside with the lotus leaves, Xiao Changyi began slaughtering the chicken, while An Jing held a bowl to catch the chicken blood—no waste was allowed, as it was edible.
Only after Xiao Changyi finished processing the chicken according to An Jing’s instructions did she wrap the chicken with the blanched lotus leaves. After wrapping the chicken, An Jing asked Xiao Changyi to help her cover the lotus leaves with mud.
Then, they set up a fire pit in the yard and placed the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and mud on the fire to bake.
Only when the mud was dry and the chicken was cooked did Xiao Changyi take it out of the fire.
An Jing, wielding a mallet, watched as Xiao Changyi placed the baked beggar’s chicken on the table, and she began to knock with the mallet, causing the mud shell to fall off.
Once the mud crust broke open, the fragrance filled the room, and An Jing imdiately praised, “It slls so good!”
Although Xiao Changyi hadn’t expected it to be so aromatic, there was no expression on his face. However, seeing An Jing so exhilarated, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved upward.
An Jing then placed the beggar’s chicken on a plate along with the lotus leaves, and began to slowly peel back the lotus leaves.
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