Haha, this chicken-stealing poem is really well done.

Yuan Wense feels that he is very talented in poetry.

After stealing so many chickens, the food problem was easily solved. Even if I had a dog and a lynx, the little savings would be enough to last for many days.

She was very happy and immediately picked another fat chicken and killed it.

She didn't know why, she had never raised chickens before, but when she looked at these chickens, she seemed to be able to tell that this chicken had been too fat for about three years and was probably an old hen that was not good at laying eggs and needed to be eliminated.

This kind of chicken cannot lay eggs, but it is very nutritious and is excellent for replenishing the body.

In the original text, Se asked BaZhao to kill the chicken and cook it away. The mess of chicken blood and feathers should be provided to the space as materials for converting matter into energy.

The remaining chicken fat was boiled out. Cooking without oil would not taste good. To be honest, she hadn't seen any vegetable leaves in the kitchen so far. People here seemed to eat nothing but roots and leaves.

Eating grass roots and leaves has no concept of growing vegetables.

But in fact, in the memory of the original owner, the little girl, people in big cities eat vegetables and fruits. However, this is a world of high martial arts. Everyone pursues maximizing force, and they pursue other things that have nothing to do with force.

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People are more interested in the spiritual energy of food, rather than the taste.

Yuan Wense thinks this is not possible. If a person does not eat vegetables for a long time, she will not be able to bear it, let alone whether she is in good health or not.

Let's continue to make chicken soup from the other parts of the chicken. She won't be able to finish it anyway, and the two pets also need to eat it.

She currently has very little seasoning and can't make too many flowers. This kind of chicken is very solid and is not suitable for making anything other than soup.

The chicken soup made by Ba Zhao is really awesome. There is no smell at all in the space. I don’t know what kind of stew pot it is.

All in all, Yuan Wense slept happily.

As for whether the chicken will go missing tomorrow, Yuan Wense said she doesn't care.

If the sky falls, a tall man will hold it up.

In the eyes of this family, she is probably not as good as these dozen chickens.

In fact, Yuan Wense was quite looking forward to the family quarreling over these dozen chickens. It would be best if the human brains were turned into dog brains.

Although it is very possible that even if no one thinks that she stole the chicken, the crime will eventually be pinned on her.

The original owner, the little girl, would be afraid, but Yuan Wense would not.

Anyway, in this house, she will be beaten if she behaves irrationally or not, so why not eat well before being beaten?

At least she doesn't have to feed the chickens now.

It's so cold today, I'm exhausted from feeding.

If Yuan Wense hadn't felt that she would need this old scalper if she were to sneak away, she would have done more than just stealing chicken tonight.

Yuan Wense hugged Huang Siniang, turned over, and fell asleep beautifully again.

No matter how much trouble the Tang family suffered after losing the chicken.

…

In the middle of the night, after happily doing exercises before going to bed, when Li Dingxiang was sent back by the village chief, she found that the door to her home was open.

The snow on the ground is also a little uneven, as if someone has walked here.

She was startled and asked in a low voice: "This..."

She was a very careful person, and she would lock the door to her home every time she ran away. But this time, the door was wide open and the lock was missing.

This, this, this...

Could it be that she didn't lock the lock tightly and someone pulled it open.

So, what about the daughter of the family?
Chapter completed!