Chapter 716
The gosling at this time should not be called a gosling. Judging from its size, it is a half-grown goose.

The little bit of yellow fluff that was left when it first came over has all faded away, and its entire body is covered with pure white hard feathers.

Their bodies have become several sizes larger and they are all plump.

These geese live a very comfortable life.

Every morning when the sun comes out, they quack out.

Every night when the sun sets, they gather together and quack and go back to the shed to sleep.

The time in between is when they are foraging or resting.

Now they have been divided into groups, and there are only a hundred or so geese in an orchard.

The place is big and you can have fun there.

Or swimming and playing in the pond.

Or pick up small insects from the grass nests, looking for unexpected delicacies.

Or he would spread his wings, twist his buttocks, and walk around under the trees, looking down on everyone, and he had learned it perfectly.

These geese spend their days swimming and strolling around and eating.

Li Yongyun and his family took great care in raising the animals.

Several carts of sweet elephant grass are cut every day to feed the geese, and corn bran and rice bran are indispensable grain feeds.

Occasionally, I throw in some pumpkin, carrots, etc. to change the taste.

The small pond was filled with small fish, shrimps, snails and shells for the geese to eat as snacks.

Even so, the geese were still not satisfied and they gnawed away the leaves on the lower layer of the mulberry tree, leaving little pieces behind.

Luo Yihang had seen it with his own eyes. These guys couldn't reach the tree even if they stretched their necks, but they actually took a few run-up steps and then jumped up with their wings flapping to reach it.

I have to take a bite of the mulberry leaves off the tree.

After spending a long time chewing it, it refused to eat it after a few sucks and spat it out.

Are you stupid? The leaves of the sweet mulberry are not delicious, even silkworms won’t eat them.

After two days, I forgot about it again and had to look at the leaves above my head. I took another bite with great effort, and then made a "pah" sound.

These silly geese are really fat and happy.

This group of geese can eat, sleep and walk. Each one of them is fat and strong, with snow-white feathers and full of energy. When exposed to the sunlight, their bodies seem to be glowing.

When the three chefs came up, their eyes widened.

Master Wang pointed at a goose with its wings spread out and praised, "You have raised this goose very well. It has big wings and is very strong."

Master Xu had to outdo Master Wang by being professional. "Zhengyu looks like he was just replaced not long ago, about 60 days at most, but he's already this fat. Look, he's so energetic."

What a sharp look in the eyes. When the goose came in May, it was more than a month old. Now another month has passed, so it is about sixty days old.

Master Lin was much more down-to-earth. He said what was in his mind directly: "Luo Goose is the best."

The three chefs each spoke a sentence.

How could Luo Yihang not understand the implicit meaning of the words?

He shook his head and waved his hands, rejecting their idea, "This goose is still young and has not grown up yet."

"They are not small anymore. The fastest geese can be slaughtered in 60 days, and the slowest in 90 days. I think these ones are about the same size as those in 90 days old." Master Wang played dumb and pretended not to understand.

Master Xu and Master Wang also stood on the same front this time. "Xiao Lin's Lu Goose is a specialty. It was in 14, at the Guangzhou Food Festival, Xiao Lin showed off his skills and wowed the audience. He was even given a nickname, the Artist of the Food Capital."

As we all know, there are several food capitals, but no matter which list it is, Guangzhou is one of them.

Artist of the food capital, this title is amazing, it transcends the stage of skill and reaches the height of art.

The Yangcheng International Food Festival, which has been held in Yangcheng since 1987, won this title.

It can only be described in one word - awesome!

But Luo Yihang still had a question, "What is Lugo?"

After hearing this, all three chefs laughed.

Chef Lin explained: "Luo'e is a Cantonese dish. Lu in Hakka means rolling. As the name suggests, when cooking, the goose is rolled over and over in the pot until the goose meat is cooked. The meat is tender and smooth, with a mixture of salty and sweet flavors. It is the favorite of Cantonese people."

It ends with a sentence in Cantonese, which sounds very authentic. It's hard to imagine what the dish tastes like from the introduction in plain English.

But the problem was that Master Xu brought his phone towards him with a photo displayed on the screen.

"The roasted goose that Xiaolin made at Mr. Huang's birthday banquet a few days ago was even better than it was a few years ago."

This way it is much more intuitive. Just seeing the color, aroma and taste is enough to make people salivate.

But, but here comes.

Luo Yihang pushed Master Xu's phone away, resisted the urge to catch one and led the three chefs into the orchard.

As he walked, he explained, "This goose, I don't have the final say, I have to find someone else."

"Not you
"The goose at home? Why don't you have the final say?" Master Wang asked quickly, puzzled.

"These geese are raised by a kid. He's a little special..."

As he was talking, he walked deep into the orchard and saw the real owner.

A dark-faced sturdy man wearing Qingyin agricultural work clothes sat cross-legged under a mulberry tree.

A goose lay on the ground, put its head in his arms, and looked like it was acting coquettishly.

The black-faced sturdy man lowered his head, put one arm around the goose's long neck in his arms, and gently patted its back with the other hand.

What a scene of a tough guy and a tender heart.

No wonder they said that the geese were raised by children. This is the child, it seems that he has a deep affection for the geese he raised.

Why are you still so biased?

Why is there another creature tied to the tree next to us? It has a rope around its neck and is tied to the tree. Its mouth and feet are also tied. It is lying on the ground, thrashing around.

However, this one is really fat, much fatter than the other geese.

Luo Yihang walked over, squatted in front of the black-faced burly man, and asked in a low voice: "Li Yongyun, what's wrong with it?"

"It's sad and crying." The dark-faced sturdy man, Li Yongyun, raised his head and answered.

After looking up, he saw the three chefs behind Luo Yihang.

He immediately stood up, smiled innocently, and called out, "Grandpa Li, Grandpa Wang."

"This is your Grandpa Lin." Master Xu introduced.

Li Yongyun called out again, "Grandpa Lin."

Master Lin subconsciously took a half step back, then stepped forward again and responded with a smile: "Hello, little friend."

His subconscious reaction was normal.

Li Yongyun was not like this when we first met during the team building two years ago.

At that time, he was just tall, about 1.86 meters tall, weighed over 120 kilograms, and was as thin as a bamboo pole.

After staying in Ping'angou for more than a year, just like other kids, I inevitably started to grow sideways.

It may be because you work all day and exercise a lot, so you eat a lot and get enough nutrition.

Since they are young and in the period of growth, they absorb food well.

All the nutrients you eat turn into muscles.

Li Yongyun grew several centimeters taller and is now over 1.9 meters tall.

Tall, strong and dark.

There is no way to avoid getting dark. These little kids don’t like to wear hats or sunscreen, so they are all tanned.

A man who is 1.9 meters tall has to look up.

It is one and a half times wider than an average person and also thicker.

A muscular, dark-faced man.

Standing in front of me out of nowhere, everyone would be scared...

(End of this chapter)