"Sang Chong, the most famous flower-picking thief today, lived in the army with his uncle who was a soldier when he was young. His uncle was a minor official in the army and was busy with many tedious official duties every day, so he treated Sang Chong

The discipline was not strict and he was always allowed to go out to play. Until that day, Sang Chong went out to continue playing and was trafficked to a family named Sang in Yuci, Shanxi. The man who bought Sang Chong, Sang Chong's adoptive father Sang Mao, and

My wife has been married for many years and has nothing to do. When Sang Chong first came to the house, he cared about his son very much."

Song Zhaozhao originally wanted to break away from this topic. Since she already knew that if she had any relationship with Shao Qingyuan, the consequences would be disastrous for her, so she might as well not take up this line again.

But what Song Zhaozhao didn't expect was that Lu Chenmo could actually continue what he said.

Isn't this Lu Chenmo's brain defective?

"Then why did he end up like this?"

"Faced with the love of his adoptive father and mother, Sang Chong remained unmoved, because in his heart, they were just human traffickers who abducted him. Over time, this resentment and helplessness eroded Sang Chong's heart, causing him to become an unlearned person.

He was a rogue who was unskilled, arrogant and unreasonable, and molested women from good families. Until he was 13 years old, he heard that there was a strange man named Gu Cai in Shanyin County, Datong Prefecture.

On the pretext of teaching needlework, he stayed with the girls every day to make a difference. For more than ten years, he never failed. He had evil thoughts, worshiped his master, and worked hard to practice thaumaturgy. He became the current Sang Chong."

After listening to these words, Song Zhaozhao was thoughtful.

"He is also a miserable person, and in the end he reaches a point of no return."

After hearing Sang Chong's story, Song Zhaozhao couldn't help but think of Song Zhaozhao in the book.

"But...a little girl like you is the perfect target for Sang Chong to attack." Yan Liluo looked at Song Zhaozhao playfully.

Song Zhaozhao finally noticed that Yan Liluo liked to make fun of himself.

Song Zhaozhao curled his lips, rolled his eyes at Yan Liluo, said nothing more, and continued to dig his own wild vegetables.

"Li Luo is right. Girls, you should pay more attention when you are outside. Don't just sleep on the ground casually like that day in the back mountain."

"Then you didn't want to save me that day?"

Lu Chenmo: "..."

"Wait, Houshan? You two have met before?"

At this moment, Yan Liluo was like a turtle in a melon field, his eyes shining brightly.

"You are the only one who talks a lot!"

"You are the only one who talks a lot!"

Song Zhaozhao was still angry because Lu Chenmo didn't save her that day. Lu Chenmo had also suffered from Song Zhaozhao just now. Both of them felt unhappy and took out their anger on Yan Liluo.

Yan Liluo: "..."

You two are noble, you two are arrogant, and you have the guts to vent your anger on me!

Because of the conversation just now, the three of them, Song Zhaozhao, had been digging wild vegetables on their own, and no one was talking to anyone.

"Cuckoo" came several pheasants not far away.

"What is this sound?" Yan Liluo looked curious.

"As expected of a young man in the city, he doesn't even know the sound of a pheasant."

Yan Liluo: "..."

"Can I catch a pheasant and take it home?"

Lu Chenmo felt a little unhappy because he didn't save Song Zhaozhao that day, so he talked to Song Zhaozhao.

"The pheasants in the mountains can fly, and ordinary people can't catch them. Even hunters with shotguns have a hard time catching them."

Song Zhaozhao's words were lukewarm and had no warmth.

As soon as Song Zhaozhao finished speaking, he saw Lu Chenmo throwing a small wooden stick to a high place, and then a pheasant fell down with a wooden stick stuck in its body.

"He is really not an ordinary person."

Yan Liluo pointed to Lu Chenmo and said, then ran to the pheasant and picked up the pheasant.

Song Zhaozhao: "..."

"How about it, little girl, can you do it tonight?"

"Since there are pheasants here, there must be pheasant eggs nearby. I'll go find some. You guys wait for me here."

After Song Zhaozhao finished speaking, he walked in the direction of the pheasant.

"You are not an ordinary person. I am not an ordinary person. If you are placed in our 21st century, you will not starve to death."

Song Zhaozhao muttered, relying on his last experience, he quickly found wild eggs, no more, no less, more than twenty. It seems that the food at home can be improved recently.

After Song Zhaozhao finished looking for wild eggs, he took Lu Chenmo and Yan Liluo to the creek in the back mountain.

Song Zhaozhao put down the bag, threw off the shoes and socks on his feet, and walked gently towards the stream.

"What are you..."

"Shh!"

Song Zhaozhao took a bamboo hat and used it as a fishing net, and quickly and accurately pounced towards the wheat fish by the stream. Soon, Song Zhaozhao caught a very big wheat fish.

Song Zhaozhao caught the wheat fish to the shore with his hands, threw it twice on the stone slab, and put it back into the bamboo hat.

"See? You have to be quiet when catching fish."

Song Zhaozhao said, handed the bamboo hat to Lu Chenmo's hand, then put on his shoes and socks, and walked home carrying the cloth bag.

Yan Liluo was so shocked by Song Zhaozhao's smooth movements that he was speechless. He didn't even say a word along the way.

"Father, mother, brother, we are back."

"Girl, you're back. What did you find?"

Song Zhaozhao shook the cloth bag in his hand and pointed at the things in Lu Chenmo and Yan Liluo's hands.

“Found some good stuff.”

"Thank you both gentlemen for taking care of my little girl."

"The daughter is very powerful." Yan Liluo's thoughts were still in the scene where Song Zhaozhao caught the fish just now.

Song Zhaozhao covered his mouth and smiled: "Okay, just wait until you finish eating."

Song Zhaozhao took the things and walked into the kitchen. He had just made scrambled eggs with wild onions, wild vegetable egg pancakes and wheat fish two days ago. These three dishes were not a problem for Song Zhaozhao. These three dishes were quickly cooked.

The dish is ready.

Song Zhaozhao looked at the pheasant and didn't know what to do, so he had to clean up the pheasant first.

When picking up the pheasants, Song Zhaozhao tried his best to remember the method of using less ingredients, and after much thought, he only came up with the lotus leaf chicken.

"Brother!"

"What's wrong?"

“Can you go to the pond and pick some lotus leaves for me?”

"no problem."

But making lotus leaf chicken requires glutinous rice, and the Song family doesn't even have rice, let alone glutinous rice.

It's okay, you can make steamed lotus leaf chicken.

When Song Zhaozhao packed up the pheasants, Brother Song had just returned.

"Zhaozhao, what do you want lotus leaves for?"

"Brother, just wait." Song Zhaozhao said and pushed Brother Song out.

Song Zhaozhao cut the chicken in half, and the other half was just good enough to keep. He washed the lotus leaves and soaked them in water. He cut half of the chicken into pieces and prepared various seasonings. Add some white flour to the chicken pieces, an appropriate amount.

Add fine salt and a little lard. Mix well and put the soaked lotus leaves on the plate. Spread the chicken pieces evenly in the lotus leaves, then put them into the pot and steam them for about half an hour.

Take out the lotus leaf chicken, chop red pepper and sprinkle green onions on top.
Chapter completed!