Chapter 735 731. The chicken here is really weird

"Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. One fruit has five flavors. What could it be?" asked Master Li.

Luo Shaoan shook his head.

"Schisandra chinensis." Master Wang gave the answer.

Lao Zhou added, "It's Chinese herbal medicine. It replenishes Qi and kidneys, and can also strengthen yang. It's good stuff. Come on, eat more."

What bad old guys are there, haha.

They all knew what this was.

They teamed up to bully the children.

Luo Shaoan shook his head frantically. He was not yet at the age to make up for it.

Stuff the remaining Schisandra chinensis into Lao Zhou's hand.

That means you make it up yourself.

Lao Zhou took the Schisandra chinensis and waved his hand towards the chickens.

Luo Shaoan doesn’t like it, but chicken is delicious.

They came running over and snatched them all away.
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"Hey hey hey?" It was fine at other times, but when Liang Yue heard about the medicinal properties of Schisandra chinensis, she became excited and looked at her boyfriend with a wicked smile.

Xiang Boming shuddered and pulled a pillow over to hug him. "No need, no need, no necessity."

Denied three times.

After the third time, he scratched his forehead again and muttered softly, "I usually think that native chickens are amazing for eating insects and grass seeds, but this chicken also eats chestnuts, hazelnuts, wild fruits, and medicinal herbs, which are all good things. This chicken ate the medicinal herbs, does it have any medicinal properties..."

Not only that.

Later we also saw raspberries, sour jujubes, jujubes, and wild kiwis.

Some have borne fruit but have been destroyed by disasters, while others are still blooming and it is not their due time yet.

But the most common ones are hazelnuts and wild grapes.

There are many pine trees in the mixed forest of coniferous and broad-leaved trees. I believe that by the autumn, the chickens here will have a lot of pine nuts to eat.

Just a few dozen meters into the forest, I saw seven or eight kinds of wild fruits.

This show is so painful to watch, Liang Yue wants to try everything she sees.

Xiang Boming followed suit and did a search, and found that they were all quite expensive.

Such an expensive thing is eaten by chickens on other people’s mountains.

A full man does not know the hunger of a hungry man and wastes things.

Anyway, it shows that the Qinling Mountains are rich in resources.

It just shows how delicious this chicken is!
Also, how to cook a chicken like this?

Never seen it.

The chickens that Old Man Cheng raises on this mountain are a little special. They are completely black from head to toe.

It’s normal to have a few black chickens in a flock.

After walking this distance, I saw several groups of them, all black, so they must be a special breed.

Master Lin asked curiously, "Brother Cheng, what kind of breed are you raising?"

"This piece of chicken is local black chicken." replied Old Man Cheng.

"Black chicken? Just call it black chicken?" Master Lin was like a curious baby.

"The scientific name is Lueyang Black Chicken." Lao Zhou helped to introduce, "Its characteristics are black skin, black legs, black toes, black beak, black tongue, and black crown. The whole body is black. And you see, the feathers on its back are dark blue with a metallic luster. This is also a characteristic of Lueyang Black Chicken."

When everyone took a closer look, they saw that it was indeed the animal, with blue tiles on its back, sparkling in the sunlight.

"This kind of chicken is unique to Lueyang and is a product certified by the Ministry of Agriculture for geographical indication. It is large and fierce, has a varied diet and is very wild. It can only be raised in the wild and forage freely, and cannot be intensively farmed. Therefore, the yield is very small, so it has to be raised in the mountains."

Speaking of fierceness, Luo Shaoan nodded silently and rubbed his arms.

He is still in pain from being pecked by the chicken.

"According to the Tianhan Prefecture Chronicle, in the second year of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, which was the second year after Liu Bang founded the Han Dynasty, this kind of chicken was designated as a royal tribute, and it continued until the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Of course, in addition to the goodness of the chicken, it may also be that Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty started his career in Tianhan. When he was the King of Hanzhong, he may have eaten a lot of it. It is also possible that when he became the emperor, he recalled the hardships of starting a business."

Lao Zhou didn't say anything fatal in the last part, he even made a little joke.

But no one, whether the people present or the audience in front of the screen, was surprised.

Such a good environment requires good chicken breeds.

This big black chicken was also a tribute from the Han Dynasty.

What does it taste like? It makes me even more greedy.

but.

It was Master Lin who discovered the hidden meaning in Old Man Cheng's words, "Brother Cheng, you said this piece of chicken is black, so there are other varieties?"

"Yes, right in front." Old Man Cheng pointed forward, "There are spotted chickens raised by the river. The chickens are very aggressive. They occupy the water's edge and drive the black chickens to the side."

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Master Lin and the others were speechless after hearing this. We just talked about how fierce and wild the black chicken was.

Is there anything more powerful than them?

So curious.

Go and have a look quickly.

Everyone quickened their pace.

Urging Old Man Cheng to hurry forward.

After walking another hundred meters or so, we passed through the wild forest.

The front suddenly becomes clear.

The water was sparkling, and a stream appeared before our eyes, with the widest part being four or five meters and the narrowest part being two or three meters.

It is narrower than the small river in Ping'angou and much shallower, so it can only be considered a stream.

There are hundreds of peach trees on both sides of the mudflats beside the stream, some are three or four meters tall, and some are four or five meters tall.

There were still a few fist-sized green peaches left on the branches.

It should be mountain peach, that is, wild peach tree.

There are chickens growing in the trees as well.

The big rooster is at the top, and the hens are lying on the lower levels.

The chicken here looks good.

It is indeed a pheasant.

Especially the rooster, with a big red comb, a small head and a long neck, bright red feathers on its back, and shiny black and bluish feathers on its butt.

Standing on the branch, he looks proud and tough.

As for the hens... they are plump, fat and round.

It looks delicious.

Old Man Cheng appeared with everyone.

The rooster on the top of the tree turned its head immediately, with the feathers on its neck standing up, looking as if it was ready to fight.

This looks like protecting the hen.

And the hens spread their wings and flew away again.

Many of them swooped down from the trees and flew to the other side of the stream.

However, from this flight, it can be seen that the flying ability of the flower chicken is not as strong as that of the black chicken.

It may also be that the hen is too heavy.

Some of them fell halfway through their flight and landed directly in the stream.

After falling... after...

The chicken is swimming directly in the water? ?
Chicken, swimming???

Liang Yue’s eyes widened when she saw this scene.

He also touched his forehead.

No fever.

Liang Yue slapped Xiang Boming's thigh and pointed at the screen, "Chicken, how can a chicken swim?"

Xiang Boming quickly reached out and grabbed Liang Yue's hand to avoid further harm.

And... he was also wondering, "Yeah, why can chickens swim? This place is really weird."

There are even more bizarre things.

Not only were the chickens swimming in the water, one of them even pecked at a small fish, swam quickly to the shore, and ran ashore.

It stepped on the small fish with its claws, tore it apart, and ate it bit by bit.

"Chicken...chicken catches fish and eats it???"

Is this a chicken or a duck?

"Why can't I catch fish?" Old Man Cheng still looked as if he was used to it. "My pheasant can even pick up snails and shells from the water."

talking.

Old Man Cheng strolled to the slope at the side.

There are also many holes dug on the slope here, the same as those dug by Lao Guaitou for the geese on Ping'angou Mountain.

Old Man Cheng groped around in the holes and pulled out a few eggs.

He smiled and said, "We'll have a good meal at noon."

(End of this chapter)