Dongzi often went to a farmhouse restaurant to eat, and over time, she became friends with the boss lady Qingjie.
On this day, Dongzi came to the restaurant to eat again, only to see the customer in the store, so he asked Qingjie: "Why is the store suddenly so hot?" Sister-in-law Qing smiled and said, "Didn't you say that the stewed chicken in the iron pot I made was particularly delicious?" Isn't it normal to catch fire?
Dongzi was curious: "Now someone in the shop is killing chickens?" The reason why Dongzi asked this question is because Qingjie is more superstitious, she feels that chickens have souls, and people who kill chickens will be retaliated against, so the chickens in the store are frozen, and the taste is naturally not as good as that of the current killing.
Sister-in-law Qing pointed to herself and said, "I, now I dare to kill chickens!" Dongzi was very surprised, but when he remembered that once before, Qingjie specially bought a freshly killed chicken stew for Dongzi to eat, the taste made people drool, he couldn't care less about it, and he quickly asked for an iron pot to stew chicken.
Sister-in-law Qing enthusiastically led Dongzi to the chicken coop and asked him to choose chickens. Happy to choose a reed chicken and go back to the room to smell and wait for the dish. Who knew that Sister-in-law Qing came in again, holding the reed chicken in her hand, and held it up in front of Dongzi: "Do you see clearly?" ”
Dongzi was stunned, and then smiled: "That's right, it's this one, old acquaintance, I still can't believe you?" This is exempt from it. ”
Sister-in-law Qing smiled slightly and said, "Every time I kill a chicken, I have to have this procedure, and all the guests are no exception."
Dongzi smiled and said, "Many restaurants will show customers the fish that are killed, and it is the first time I have encountered a chicken." It seems that you know the way of business very well! Sister-in-law Qing listened without speaking, smiled and walked out the door.
After a while, Dongzi was a little anxious, pushed the door to the backyard, and saw Qingjie carrying a reed chicken in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, crouching down and whispering to the chicken: "There is a wronged debt and a master, just now you have seen the person who wants to eat you, your death is entirely because of him, you want to take revenge, just go to him!"
