The Rough Hunter's Little Lucky Wife

Chapter 255 - 255 Cravings

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255 Cravings

It was unknown when Chengfeng had rushed into the room from the courtyard. He tilted his head and looked at the two people who were reluctant to part for a long time. Then, he pounced on Zhao Zhan’s legs and scratched his robe with his two claws.

Zhao Zhan gently freed one hand and pressed Chengfeng’s head to change his direction.

He was the only one who could look at Jiaojiao’s current appearance, not even Chengfeng could get a peek!

Yue Jiaojiao’s eyes were a little misty after he let go of her, and she subconsciously shrank back into the blanket.

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“Jiaojiao,” Zhao Zhan’s voice was hoarse. As he spoke, he clumsily tidied up her messy hair with his fingers. He looked at her with a gentle gaze and asked, “I’ll be leaving with Chengfeng to go up the mountain.”

“Be careful.”

Zhao Zhan nodded, then turned around and grabbed Chengfeng by the back of his neck and dragged him out.

Chengfeng seemed to be having a good time after being in the mountains for a while. He kept running around, and only when he couldn’t hear anything behind him would he jump back to look for Zhao Zhan.

The man and the tiger stayed on the mountain for more than two hours. When Zhao Zhan went down the mountain, in addition to the few fish he had caught, there were also two pheasants that had been killed by Chengfeng.

The little guy was now much bigger than the average dog. Chengfeng was excellent at hunting now that they were constantly hunting on the mountain.

Before he went up the mountain, Zhao Zhan checked the pickled vegetables in the jar at home. The jar that Yang Maozhong had given him had been finished by Doctor Sun with porridge in just a short time.

“I happened to catch two pheasants on the mountain just now. I’m here to give you one,” Zhao Zhan said as he handed the pheasant he had taken out of the basket in advance to the man. “Don’t be in a hurry to refuse. I also want to exchange something with you. Do you have more pickled vegetables at home? ”

“Do you have to bring a chicken over for such a small matter? I really don’t know how your business is so successful if you want to trade chicken for pickled vegetables.”

Yang Maozhong did not even bother to stretch out his hand. Instead, he shouted towards the courtyard, “Xiaoyu, bring out more of the pickled vegetables in the house.”

Gu Xiaoyu had already noticed the commotion at the door. When she heard Yang Maozhong say that they should make more, she thought for a moment and changed to a bigger pot, filled with pickled vegetables, and walked out.

“Take it all. If you want more, tell him next time. I’ll pickle more in the future, and I’ll also pickle your share.”

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Zhao Zhan took the pot and felt its weight. He knew how much Gu Xiaoyu had filled it with. He quickly stuffed the chicken into Yang Maozhong’s arms and turned to leave. “I’ll return the pot to you later.”

“Hey, Zhao Zhan, what is this? There’s not need-”

Yang Maozhong wanted to give chase but was stopped by Gu Xiaoyu.

“Forget it, forget it. Zhao Zhan feels more at ease now that he’s returned the favor. Why don’t we just find something else and return it to him in the future? Besides, we only get to eat meat during the New Year. Even if you don’t feel bad, I do.”

“How can I not feel bad? I’ll do as you say. If Zhao Zhan needs help in the future, we will willingly offer it.”

Zhao Zhan carried the pickled vegetables and went straight to the kitchen. He first sliced the fish into thin slices, marinated them in a bowl, and then cut the fish bones into pieces and set them aside. When he was done, the water was already boiling. Zhao Zhan put the chicken in a basin and poured hot water. He began to de-bone the chicken skillfully, then put the chicken into a clay pot hanging on the stove to stew.

Before the food was fully prepared, Doctor Sun had already entered the kitchen from smelling the aroma. He held a small stool in his hand and sat in front of the stove. “This is the smell I’ve been craving for. I’ve been thinking about it for a long time!”

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