"Northern Immortal Prince, are there bows and arrows in the car?"

"Yes, does it have anything to do with eating?" Bei Mingmo stared at Han Qingyi strangely.

"Of course it matters, there is a great Confucian who said: do it yourself, have enough food and clothing. You and Ah Da will go to the back mountain to hunt some pheasants, and Miss Ben will entertain you to eat delicious food today. Han Qingyi plans to show his hand and treat everyone.

Bei Mingmo's eyes almost didn't fall off when he heard this, and the fan didn't shake anymore, he sat idly on the carriage and laughed: "My son went hunting?" Miss Han, are you telling the truth? Okay, as long as Miss Han tells her son, she will go. Ah Da, Ziyuan go! ”

"It's troublesome to the prince of the North Underworld, but your brother is still young, so stay here!" Han Qingyi actually had an excellent notice, the meal that must be eaten today must be better than ever.

Bei Ming Ziyuan was originally unwilling, thinking that he was a big man, of course he wanted to go hunting, but he was still stopped by Qing Yi.

However, in the end, Bei Ying Ziyuan was glad that he stayed, how good it was to cook food with Sister Qingyi, and he could eat it in advance!

Han Qingyi asked Hua Xiangrong to go to Yanzi's house to buy a local chicken, buy some vegetables, and by the way, he also shaved a lot of potatoes in the field.

When killing chickens, one by one, you looked at me, I looked at you, they didn't dare to step forward, they only caught the chicken and cooed, and in the end, even the guest Bei Ming Ziyuan couldn't stand it, and killed him directly.

Then let Hua Xiangrong boil hot water, beckoned the maids to pluck their hair, and then asked Bei Ying Ziyuan and Leng Ge'er to dig a pit underground, and finally found a few lotus leaves in a dry lotus pond, first wrapped the little chicken with lotus leaves, and then wrapped them with long bamboo leaves. Then let Brother Leng dig up some soil and wet it with water, and wrapped the lotus leaf with a layer of mud. Finally, put the chicken wrapped in mud in the pit.

Thinking of the large number of people, Han Qingyi directly wrapped two lotus leaf chickens.

"Sister, can you eat this?"

"Sister Qingyi, can you cook it in the ground like this?

"Boss, I believe in you."

Everyone asked Han Qingyi gossips, and they all expressed disbelief, could it be that this chicken is buried in the soil to give birth to chicks? Only Hua Xiangrong stood on Han Qingyi's side no matter what, which made her feel deeply comforted.

"I'll know when I smell the fragrance for a while, all of them are little gluttons."

Han Qingyi actually plans to follow the example of Huanzhu Gege, anyway, he used to have picnics like this when he was a child, and now he is no stranger to doing it, just like going back to his childhood.

Then Han Qingyi used a few large stones to set up a stove, just on the surface of the buried chicken, and then moved a pot back from the thatched shed.

After washing the greens, put them in the water and cooked them, scooped them up and stir-fried them with chili peppers, and there was still a little bit of pork left from the pork I bought before, and I made a potato back to the pot.

After the potatoes were returned to the pot, Bei Mingmo had already returned.

Look at Ah Da's prey on his shoulder!

"Miss Han, I have successfully completed your request, I don't know what surprise Miss Han wants to give to my son?"

"Master, haven't you heard it? Got a lot of stir-fried meat? "Ah Da Nose has been smelling it for a long time, and there is more than one fragrance.

Han Qingyi commanded Hua Xiangrong to put the fried dishes on the plate, and took the dishes and chopsticks out. Then put the remaining small potatoes in the fire that is almost extinguished.

"The prince of the North Shadow and Ah Da put down the things on their shoulders first, and then we will talk about it later, you come over first."