The fence was complete. Lu Gu used the soft hay to make nests for chickens and ducklings. He even put the pair of rabbits in the bamboo cage in the backyard. He stuffed a lot of grass into the cage when he was walking two days ago. He came back today and saw that they ate them all, and they didn’t starve to death. Lu Gu plucked some of them before cooking.
Unlike chickens and ducks, wild rabbits could dig holes, and they were not slow to dig the soil so it was better to use a cage.
Before evening, Shen Xuanqing carried a shovel and a long hoe, and Lu Gu went with him to the river with a smaller hoe. They picked a suitable location and dug a hole for a pond for the ducks to swim, the river in the mountain was long, if they went down the river, Lu Gu couldn't find them.
When he was in Qingxi Village, because there were a lot of ducks in the village, he was afraid of the ducks being caught if he traveled far away, and he was afraid of mixing with other people's ducks. If he met someone who liked to take advantage, it would take a lot of effort to get the ducks back, so Shen Yan often released the ducks in the pond. If she was free and didn't need to hunt chicken grass, she only watched the ducks swam in the river for a while.
Shen Xuanqing used a shovel to draw a square of two feet. This pond was really not small. They only had seven ducks, enough to flop in it.
Digging a pit was a laborious job, and it would definitely take a lot of work to dig it deep. Even if Lu Gu bent down and swung a hoe, he couldn't finish digging today.
When the sun sank to the west, Lu Gu went back to cook first, and Shen Xuanqing rolled up his sleeves and continued to work. Whether it was a hoe or a shovel, it seemed powerful in his hands. The muscles on his arms seemed to be cast in copper during his actions, and his physique was strong. He was much stronger than ordinary men, and he was not lacking in handsomeness.
The smoke rose, and the steamed buns were heated in the pot, and he was cutting vegetables and meat. Even if it was shady and cool in the mountains, the raw meat wouldn’t last long, and it would be fresh only if it was eaten early.
He and Shen Xuanqing often ate fish and hunted birds in the mountains. Shen Xuanqing shot accurately with the slingshot and could often bring back the birds that were shot. Wild animals such as hares and pheasants could be sold for money, and most of the birds were dead so they ate it by themself, and they also had a meaty smell.
But compared to these things, country people were reluctant to eat and drink all year round. Most of them like to eat fatty pork, and pork with more fat was more delicious. Lu Gu was no exception, and Shen Xuanqing who had three years of hard life, the same is true.
Lu Gu fried the meat with autumn chili peppers, the meat was plentiful and rich, and mixed with a vegetable, which was crisp and greasy, two bowls of vegetables were enough for the two of them.
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After he sat down, he asked Lu Gu, "Have a taste?"After the pond was dug, a small canal was dug from the side next to the river to divert water from the side of the river. Finally, with a shovel, the small canal was opened, and the river water flowed in. Several big stones were moved to block the river, allowing the water to flow towards the pond. Those few stones were really not light, and he pushed and moved them, which made him slowed down on the shore for a while after coming up.
Lu Gu wanted to help just now, but such a big rock couldn't be moved at all. Shen Xuanqing laughed when he saw it. He tried it, and then moved away with a sullen head.
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