“I don’t like putting fruit in it.”

Xu Qinglang looked up at Zhou Ze and nodded. “Actually, I don’t like it either.”

“Then let’s not put it in.”

“Yeah, let’s not.”

Xu Qinglang reached out and took out all the fruit that had just been placed in the chicken. The chicken had already been prepared and carefully marinated. Now, wrapped in lotus leaves, it was sent directly into the small earthen pit and buried. Underneath the pit was a pile of charcoal, still radiating heat.

Everything was settled.

Two vines stretched out, dripping with dew, for Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang to wash their hands.

Afterward,

the two men, each with a cigarette,

leaned back in their chairs,

leisurely waiting for the beggar’s chicken to "come out of the oven."

People who live in the city want to go out and experience nature, they have to drive out of the city, at least to the suburbs, right? But it’s very convenient here for Boss Zhou. Such a large wax museum behind the bookstore is simply a hidden paradise.

With a larger area, the planting area naturally becomes larger as well. Vegetables and fruits, which could only be planted sparingly in the past, have now become established, and each is fragrant, sweet, and refreshing, one hundred percent pollution-free.

It was because they were free today that Zhou Ze and Lao Xu ran here to relax and think about making something to eat with their own hands.

“How long before Lao Zhang and the others come back?”

Xu Qinglang asked.

“Who knows? It depends on when all the defectors over there are caught.”

Boss Zhou is still planning to go to the Northeast, but his subordinates aren’t all present, so he can’t set off. When you buy a house, you still need to find an agent to run errands for you, finding a dragon vein is definitely harder than buying a house.

“Vegetable salad, want some?” Hei Xiaoniu (Black Girl) walked over with a large tray.

“I don’t eat it.”

Boss Zhou has never liked eating vegetable salad. No matter how healthy it is, it always feels like he’s turning into a sheep.

“Thank you.”

Xu Qinglang, on the other hand, liked it and took the chopsticks.

Hei Xiaoniu was very happy and said, “I’ve loved eating it since I was little. Grandma said eating more of this will help with whitening the skin.”

Xu Qinglang’s hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

At this moment, Zhou Ze’s phone rang. It was Yingying’s call.

“Hello, what’s wrong, Yingying?”

“Boss, there’s a customer in the store.”

“What kind of customer?”

“I don’t know.” Yingying seemed a little troubled. “He said he’s here to find you. I can’t tell if he’s an ordinary person or not. Should I just go up and punch him?”

This might be the most direct way to distinguish.

“Okay, punch him, but control your strength.”

Boss Zhou didn’t want to leave. Today, he was helping Lao Xu busy with this chicken, digging a pit and burning charcoal, fussing around for so long, and now he was just waiting for the beggar’s chicken to come out.

As for whether there was something important or an important person, let it be. Who can’t take a vacation?

He hung up the phone,

Zhou Ze rubbed his hands,

pointed to the ground,

“How much longer?”

“Soon.”

Xu Qinglang got up and brought two small plates, which contained dipping sauces.

Deadpool also moved over at this time.

His body was underground,

but his head was above ground.

When moving, it was just a head "sliding" on the ground,

as if the ground was like water to him.

“Go down and see if it’s done.”

Zhou Ze pointed at Deadpool.

Deadpool responded,

his head went down,

and after a while,

Deadpool’s head floated back up,

nodding.

“Let’s do it!”

Zhou Ze smiled and picked up the Wuliangye (a famous Chinese liquor) he had brought earlier,

filling the cups in front of him and Xu Qinglang.

Actually, neither Zhou Ze nor Xu Qinglang were heavy drinkers. Xu Qinglang only occasionally drank the rice wine he brewed himself, which was considered relatively healthy. But sometimes, with wine and meat, this combination itself can give people a great sense of happiness and satisfaction.

Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang worked together to dig!

No tools were used, just pure manual labor. That was the fun of it.

At this moment,

Zhou Ze’s phone rang again.

“Answer it for me.”

Zhou Ze was busy turning over the mud and didn’t have time.

Deadpool stretched out a vine, took out the phone from Zhou Ze’s pocket, pressed the answer button, and turned on the speakerphone.

“Boss, I just punched him.”

“Is he dead?”

“Not yet, but his skin is broken.”

“Just broken skin? Then go to the pharmacy next door and get him some Band-Aids.”

“Well, the small Band-Aids might not be enough.”

“How much skin is broken?” Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment. “Then go to the pharmacy next door and ask Fangfang to help stop the bleeding with her big Band-Aids.”

“Boss, it’s his skin, it’s cracked open, and inside is a… a big fish.”

“Fish?”

Zhou Ze shook the mud off his hands, signaled Deadpool to give him water to wash his hands, and said,

“Bring it here.”

“Okay, Boss, I’ll find a bucket and bring it over.”

The beggar’s chicken was dug out. Xu Qinglang carefully tore open the dry, hard mud and lotus leaves outside. Immediately, a rich aroma filled the air.

“Hiss…”

Xu Qinglang picked up his chopsticks and tapped a few times, then continued to peel it open, washed his hands again, and sat face-to-face with Zhou Ze.

“Let’s start.”

“Yeah.”

The two didn’t use chopsticks, but directly used their hands, tearing off a large piece of meat each and starting to chew.

The meat was tender and delicious, with an excellent texture.

Just as they were eating,

a “clanging” sound came from over there.

Yingying came running over with a large bucket.

“Boss, this is his skin, this is his…”

Yingying put down the bucket, took out a piece of human skin from the oil paper bag in her hand, and pointed to the inside of the bucket.

Zhou Ze stood up while gnawing on a chicken leg and walked over to take a look.

The human skin looked very rough, and because it was cracked, it was quickly losing water and drying out.

As for the fish in the bucket,

wow,

it was really a big one.

When other people put fish in a bucket, they can put some water in it and the fish can swim around.

But this thing was actually stuck in there upside down, unable to stretch out at all.

If this fish were placed in some internet-famous fishing village, it would be labeled as the fish king of the year.

Luckily it was Yingying. Other people, even two or three adult males, might not be able to move it.

Zhou Ze handed the chicken leg to Yingying.

Yingying opened her mouth and took a bite.

“How does it taste?”

“Delicious.”

“Glug… glug…”

The big fish in the bucket seemed to have spit out several large bubbles.

Boss Zhou turned to look at Xu Qinglang behind him.

“Lao Xu, I bet they’re looking for you.”

After all, Xu Qinglang was related to the Sea God. It seemed normal to send a fish over to express a friendly greeting.

“It has nothing to do with me. Yingying just said, they’re looking for you.”

Boss Zhou shrugged. “I’m not familiar with fish.”

Xu Qinglang: “Heh heh.”

“Boss, what should we do with this?” Yingying asked.

Zhou Ze yawned and said, “One chicken isn’t enough for Lao Xu and me. It’s good that this fish was delivered to our door.

Lao Xu, you take care of it. This is a technical job. First, make some sashimi, then chop some fish paste, and finally make fish head soup.”

“Okay,” Xu Qinglang agreed.

“Boss, let me help. I can kill fish.”

Yingying has been practicing cooking whenever she has the chance lately, and Zhou Ze has always been very supportive.

After all,

Yingying never comes to him to taste the food, but goes to Lao Dao and the others.

“Okay, don’t use your fingernails. Find a kitchen knife and scrape the scales clean. Throw away the offal, I don’t eat it.”

“Okay, Boss.”

Xu Qinglang picked up a wine glass and handed it to Zhou Ze. The two lightly touched their glasses and took a small sip together.

“Are you really just going to kill it directly?”

Without even asking?

The fish came all the way here, even if it’s not a demon, it’s at least a spirit, right? It came here on purpose, and before it could say anything, you’re going to stew it?

And you’ve already decided what dishes to make with each part.

Besides,

we’re all born from the same root, why be so eager to kill each other?

“Why ask?” Zhou Ze shook his head. Asking might lead to more trouble. It’s better to just stew it and be done with it.

No matter what great secret is hidden inside you, I’ll keep it in my stomach. Isn’t that generous enough?

The kitchen knife and cutting board were readily available. When they made the beggar’s chicken earlier, the utensils from the small kitchen were also brought here.

Yingying picked up the kitchen knife in her left hand,

and lifted the big fish out of the bucket with her right hand.

Yingying licked her lips and pondered for a moment. It wasn’t that she was afraid of blood, how could she be afraid of blood?

She recalled the process of killing a fish in her mind.

Yingying first took the kitchen knife and slapped it down on the fish’s head.

“Bang!”

Yingying’s strength was great,

and the fish’s skin was also very rough.

With one slap,

the handle of the knife was still in Yingying’s hand,

but the blade directly broke off and spun several times in the air…

“Buzz!”

It landed directly in front of Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang.

“…” Zhou Ze.

“…” Xu Qinglang.

“Ah ah ah, I’m sorry, Boss.”

Yingying was very embarrassed.

She almost chopped her own boss while killing the fish.

“It’s okay, continue.”

No matter what, you can’t discourage your girlfriend or partner from being enthusiastic about cooking!

Zhou Ze waved his hand and continued to devour the beggar’s chicken while it was hot. Actually, a chicken is only so big. The two men, grabbing one piece at a time, finished the two legs, two wings, and the breast meat, leaving only the skeleton.

“Xiaoniu (Little Girl), get me some soy sauce.”

“Okay.”

Hei Xiaoniu went to get the soy sauce.

“Don’t you want wasabi?” Xu Qinglang asked.

“I like soy sauce.”

“Okay.”

Over here,

Yingying didn’t use the knife anymore, and directly smashed her fist into the head of the big fish.

“Bang!”

This time,

the big fish couldn’t escape,

even though it withstood the kitchen knife, it couldn’t withstand the fist of the female zombie.

However,

Zhou Ze only felt a splash of blood around him,

and was immediately stunned in place.

It turned out that Yingying’s strength was a little too great.

The initial purpose of slapping the fish’s head when killing a fish was to make the fish faint, so that the subsequent steps could be carried out. But Yingying’s punch was too effective. Not only did the fish faint, it also died instantly…

The huge fish head was smashed to pieces with one punch!

“Your fish head soup is gone,”

Xu Qinglang said to Zhou Ze beside him with some regret.

Yingying’s clothes were dirty,

her hands were crossed in front of her,

her head was lowered,

looking like a little girl who had done something wrong.

“Boss… I’m sorry, I made a mistake.”

“Clap clap clap!”

Zhou Ze applauded,

and said:

“Oh, that’s great. Actually, I didn’t want to drink fish head soup at all, but I was too embarrassed to say it just now.”