Douluo: Transmigrated into Tang San and started cultivating immortals

"Is the water boiling?"

"When I was making tea just now, I burned some."

"That's fine."

Tang San didn't talk nonsense, he cut the hen's throat with a knife, put the chicken blood into the bowl, after draining the dried blood steadily, the hen didn't struggle much anymore.

"Bring the hot water, and the basin."

"Oh."

Basins and hot water came.

Tang San threw the hen into the basin, took the hot water from Nie Yunzhu, poured it evenly on the hen, and waited for the hot water to submerge the hen's body before he handed the kettle to Nie Yunzhu.

Then, regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not, he squatted down, rolled up his sleeves and started plucking the hen.

"Sir, this..."

Nie Yunzhu looked at this scene and wanted to stop it, but Tang San didn't wait for her to finish, and ordered: "Go and get a big bowl, do you have coarse grains at home?"

"Huh?...Yes, yes."

"Go get it."

"okay."

Not long after, Nie Yunzhu brought a large bowl, and then a small bowl with some coarse grains in it.

She put the bowl down, then squatted over, and wanted to do it too, but Tang San stopped her, "Okay, this is what men do, don't get you dirty. You hen is going to make soup, right? Go Bring me the cutting board."

Nie Yunzhu pursed his lips, and for some reason a warm current surged in his heart. He looked at Tang San's side face with clear eyes, got up and went to the room to take out the clean cutting board.

Tang San plucked the hen's hair, then put it on the fire and burned it. After burning the hair, he put the hen into the basin cleaned by Nie Yunzhu, poured in clean water, and scrubbed the surface clean.

After passing through the water twice, Tang San picked up the kitchen knife and disemboweled the hen. His hand holding the kitchen knife was very steady, he almost didn't cut the wrong position, and perfectly opened the hen's stomach.

Tang San stretched out his hand and pulled out all kinds of viscera from the hen's belly. This hen was quite fat, with a lot of yellow chicken fat in its belly, and an egg that didn't have time to lay, and some small eggs that had just formed.

He put these viscera into a large bowl on one side first, and then asked Nie Yunzhu to scoop up clean water to clean the blood in the hen's belly, then put them on the cutting board, and chopped them into small pieces.

Wash the chopped chicken pieces twice more, then put them in the pot, add water and seasonings, and start to cook.

"You watch the fire here, I'll go and deal with the internal organs, and I'll make a stir-fried chicken offal later."

"okay."

Nie Yunzhu watched Tang San leave, and then looked at the rising flames, his face was a little rosy because of the heat from the firewood.

She pursed her lips and put the dry firewood at hand into the fire.

Although after the redemption, he felt that he and the maid, Hu Tao, supported each other and could live a good life no matter what, until today, I didn't realize how worry-free it is to have a man in the family.

You don't have to worry about many things yourself, the man will arrange them, as long as you help him by the side, everything in the house will become orderly.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in my mind, what would life be like if Mr. Tang Ming became the master of this family.

But as soon as this idea came up, before it even had time to spread and extend in his mind, Nie Yunzhu shook his head and muttered with a red face, "What am I thinking! Really..."

Hens take a long time to stew.

Tang San quickly processed all the internal organs of the hen. After three hours, the hen was finally stewed until soft and rotten.

He stir-fried the chicken giblets for a meal. Unfortunately, there is no chili in this era, so the taste is not very good, but with his cooking skills, this stir-fried chicken giblets is actually delicious.

Tang San didn't stay, he left after cooking the offal, Nie Yunzhu wanted to keep him, but didn't know what to say, sweating profusely, when she was about to step forward to hold Tang San, he had already left Far.

Nie Yunzhu stood in front of the small building, looking at the direction Tang San left, feeling lost. After a while, he returned to the house and brought the fragrant chicken soup and fried chicken offal to the table.

"Miss, this chicken soup is delicious." The servant girl Hu Tao drank the chicken soup and felt her whole body warmed up after drinking the soup. "Isn't that Mr. Tang Ming making it?"

"Ah?" Nie Yunzhu seemed to be thinking about something, and when he heard the maid's words, he suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head slightly, "Well, he did it."

"Then Mr. Tang Ming used to be a cook?" Hu Tao asked, "The cooking skills are so good, not only the chicken soup is delicious, but also these offal are delicious."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Nie Yunzhu looked at his maid with a serious face, "Mr. Tang Ming is as modest and polite as jade, what kind of cook is he?"

The maid shrank her neck and smiled, not daring to say anything nonsense. Seeing her young lady defending Tang San like this, she felt thoughtful in her heart.

After talking about the maid, Nie Yunzhu temporarily suppressed all kinds of thoughts in his heart, scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and sipped it in small sips. As expected, it was delicious as Hutao said.

……

Tang San actually didn't go for a walk at Nie Yunzhu's house very often. He hadn't gone for two days since he killed the hen for Nie Yunzhu. This made Nie Yunzhu, who got up early in the morning hoping to see Tang San walking, a little disappointed.

When he wasn't walking along the Qinhuai River, he spent most of his time wandering around in other places in Jiangning City, seeing all kinds of life in the ancient society in the city.

On this day, in the morning, he wandered to the Qinhuai River for a walk again. After wandering around the entire Jiangning City, he found that the scenery and atmosphere here were more unique.

"Tang, Mr. Tang..."

Suddenly seeing Tang San, who hadn't seen him for a few days, walking along the Qinhuai River again, and Nie Yunzhu, who was weeding in the vegetable field at the door, was a little pleasantly surprised, and got up hesitantly to say hello.

The mist in the morning wet her blue hair, and under the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, her eyes were as clear as lake water, looking towards Tang San.

Tang San smiled and nodded, also saying hello, "Good morning."

After finishing speaking, he didn't say much to Nie Yunzhu, and continued to walk forward unsteadily, letting Ning Yi, who was running and exercising here, surpass himself.

Nie Yunzhu pursed her lips, looking at Tang San's back and wanted to say something, but when the words reached her mouth, it turned into a long sigh in vain, she exhaled the anger in her heart, and continued to squat down to weed.

Hu Tao had already recuperated in the past few days. She was cleaning behind the small building just now. When she heard the movement in front and walked over with a broom, she only saw the back of Tang San walking away slowly.

"Miss, is that Mr. Tang Ming?"

"Ah."

"Looks like a talent."

"It's just a back view..."

"You can tell from the back. It matches Miss well."

Nie Yunzhu glared at the servant girl, his face suddenly turned rosy, and he threw the grass roots stained with dirt in his hands to his maidservant, "You're recovering, so you're just talking nonsense here!"

The servant girl smiled and avoided, "Miss, I was wrong!"

"If you make a mistake, hurry up and clean up."

"Yes!"

Walnut walked away with the broom.

Nie Yunzhu glanced over there, and could vaguely see the man's tall figure standing under a willow tree, watching two old men playing chess.

Next to the man stood the strange man who ran by the river every day.