Zhou Dongdong Brand Big Chicken Drumstick (3-in-1)

That night was the night before last, but for women, the use of words like "that night" is unconscious, because women are emotional, and emotion means hesitation, boundaries and ambiguity. Words that do not specifically refer to anything are more in line with their needs and feelings.

Liu Chang'an thought for a moment, recalling that last night they had been discussing the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin and political science.

I was at Qin Yanan's house the night before last. That night was the night before last.

According to Liu Chang'an, what happened the night before last was not as peaceful as Qin Yanan described.

However, his brain always tends to release some of the more intense emotions. After all, a person who has lived for so many years must have a saturated brain; once something is put in, something else must be sent out.

Liu Chang'an dispelled some of the pride and satisfaction he felt from selling noodles today, and regained the state of mind he had that night.

So Liu Chang'an gave Qin Yanan a rather uneasy look and granted her request.

"I really can't imagine..." Qin Yanan looked at Liu Chang'an in disbelief. She felt that she already knew him quite well.

But his actions still left her speechless.

How could there be such a person?

Before seeing the recovered video, Qin Yanan had imagined countless scenarios, all sorts of bizarre situations.

I never expected him to do that.

"I'm sorry." Liu Chang'an was very disappointed. She actually managed to find the video. It was true that keeping up with the times was not an easy thing. In this era of knowledge explosion, the skills she had mastered were too insignificant compared to the rate at which skills were increasing.

"You actually sat by my bedside, giving me a passionate and detailed account of major historical events from 1945 to 2017 all night long?" Qin Yanan pointed at the bowl of rice noodles Liu Chang'an had brought over, her expression agitated. "Are you crazy? Is your brain filled with nothing but rice noodle paste?"

Liu Chang'an put down a bowl of rice noodles and turned to look at the dazzling sun.

Qin Yanan certainly wasn't really there to eat his bowl of rice noodles. The video wasn't fully restored; in the large section that has been recovered, Liu Chang'an is recounting history, starting with the victory in the War of Resistance against Japan's surrender, then moving on to the start of the Liberation War, the three major campaigns, the liberation of Nanjing, the peaceful liberation of Beijing, the first Political Consultative Conference, the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China...

In Qin Yanan's opinion, Liu Chang'an's lectures were much more engaging than those of experts and professors on lecture platforms. The key was his knowledge of historical figures and anecdotes, including those recorded in historical books and those not recorded in them, as well as those that his great-grandfather had privately told Qin Yanan about. He also excelled at capturing the personalities of these figures, his tone of voice, and even his use of dialects, all of which made the audience feel as if they were actually there.

But is that the point? The point is, while he was saying all this, Qin Yanan had already stripped herself naked!

Therefore, Liu Chang'an really is a lunatic.

Qin Yanan determined her state at the time by looking at the cheongsam on the floor and the clothes on the bed. Liu Chang'an had been standing in front of her the whole time. The camera did not directly capture her, but judging from the situation, it was definitely not Liu Chang'an who had arranged her to look like that. He was talking to himself in a sleepwalking state.

"When you were sleepwalking, you looked a lot like Ye Sijin." Liu Chang'an turned around, his eyes squinting as if he were staring at the sun for too long. "To me, it was as if Ye Sijin had traveled through time and gained the opportunity to communicate with the modern world."

"I... I've become Ye Sijin?" Qin Yanan couldn't confirm everything based on the video, so she came to find Liu Chang'an again.

"That's not important." Liu Chang'an waved his hand.

"Isn't this important?" Qin Yanan realized that Liu Chang'an really didn't care much about her, his cousin. He was truly heartless and ungrateful!

"You are still you, but Ye Sijin will no longer possess your sleepwalking. Just like in many stories, ghosts are born from obsessions and die when those obsessions dissipate. You didn't sleepwalk last night, did you?" Liu Chang'an asked with certainty.

Qin Yanan nodded. If she hadn't noticed Liu Chang'an's strange behavior in the video, Qin Yanan would have been completely satisfied.

"What I sensed was Ye Sijin's obsession... Think about it, what was the obsession of a revolutionary martyr who sacrificed her life in that era?" Liu Chang'an paused for a moment, "They wanted to see what the country for which they shed their blood looked like!"

"So..."

"Yes, I want to tell her what the country she nurtured with her life looks like, how her initial ideals have been realized... In some places, it's been realized even better than she imagined; in others, it will break her heart and make her angry; some beauty and happiness will make her willingly accept them; and some evils will make her furious." Liu Chang'an smiled. "I'll tell her that there is still much darkness in the world, and many people like her who, because they have seen the darkness, choose to burn themselves out, creating dazzling or insignificant light."

Qin Yanan stared blankly at Liu Chang'an, her eyes moist.

"Now, her obsession has finally dissipated, and she won't bother you anymore." Liu Chang'an patted Qin Yanan on the shoulder. "Let's eat some noodles."

If she were Ye Sijin, would she be content? Would her obsession dissipate? Qin Yanan sighed softly. Had her obsession finally faded? Did Liu Chang'an know that Ye Sijin's obsession was to see someone again?

Qin Yanan could never forget the scene she witnessed after touching that coffin, and the emotions she felt upon touching it.

As long as her soul wasn't dispelled and her body wasn't possessed, Qin Yanan was willing to help Ye Sijin fulfill her last wish. However, Qin Yanan didn't even know who Ye Sijin's last thought was about, the person she wanted to see one last time.

Qin Yanan savored the Hong Soup Spicy Rooster noodles with a somewhat absent-minded expression, waiting until the spiciness became unbearable before sticking out her tongue and taking a bottle of mineral water from Liu Chang'an to drink.

Liu Chang'an was still selling powder, his smile carrying the enthusiasm of a small-time vendor. Sunlight fell on his hair, like long grass pressed down by the wind, strands naturally lying flat. Qin Yanan noticed that Liu Chang'an's greatest characteristic was his cleanliness, a freshness from the inside out. This was probably why no matter what he did, it was hard to dislike him... Thinking about it, it was unbelievable. If he had been at home that night, and it had been any other man, he probably would have simply turned him away, and then the night would have passed without incident.

Although he looked clean, Qin Yanan still thought he looked a bit like the butcher in Stephen Chow's "From Beijing with Love".

It's somewhat similar, isn't it? If you add a kitchen knife and a greasy apron, Qin Yanan finished drinking the water, her lips slightly upturned, and she found herself much calmer. If she really never sleepwalked again, the feeling of peace would be wonderful.

Around noon, after business slowed down, Liu Chang'an packed up his stall.

"Let's go buy some snacks to tide us over before we go buy groceries."

Qin Yanan followed behind Liu Chang'an, watching his back. The young man's spine was straight, without the languidness brought on by the decadent nightlife of many young people nowadays. In particular, the natural and gentle curve of his waist and hips when he walked showed that he was a body with full kidney essence and vigorous blood.

It seems like it's not an easy thing to meet a teenager during summer vacation who goes to bed early, gets up early, and doesn't play on their phone past midnight.

Liu Chang'an's life seems peaceful, yet it gives people the feeling of a hermit. It always feels like he is not growing, surviving, or experiencing the world, but rather counting the days and searching for the colorful waves that splash up in time.

"Did my back remind you of a back?" Liu Chang'an asked with a smile without turning around, though he could feel Qin Yanan's gaze fixed on his back.

"What?" Qin Yanan didn't react.

If it were An Nuan, she would probably have jumped up and hugged his neck, playfully hitting him and accusing him of taking advantage of her again.

"The first 'back view' is a real-life back view; the second 'back view' is from Zhu Ziqing's article. Zero on reading comprehension, you sir."

"You're the only one in Xiangnan Province who dares to use the 'back view' meme to take advantage of me."

I didn't take advantage of you.

"You haven't taken advantage of me yet!" Qin Yanan's beautiful cheeks seemed to be coated with a layer of ripe peach juice.

Liu Chang'an thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Is that all you're going to do?" Qin Yanan blurted out, since it's best not to bring up embarrassing or shy things, but since she had already said it, she couldn't help but care about the other person's reaction.

Dull.

It was like a casual nod or a greeting.

It seemed she wasn't Qin Yanan, but just someone like Zhou Dongdong with a small bottom, offering him no allure whatsoever.

"Oh, I didn't mean to," Liu Chang'an added, responding to her. If she needed it, he would give it to her; it was a small favor, why not?

"You..."

"Look at that dog."

Following the direction he pointed, Qin Yanan could barely make out that Zhong Qing was leading a black dog, who was undoubtedly the newly appointed High Templar.

"What happened to that dog? I heard from Zhong Qing that you killed Zhu Juntang's dog and took it home to eat."

That's not the point.

You want to eat her dog?

"What I mean is, look, the dog isn't wearing clothes either. Can you say I'm taking advantage of it?" Liu Chang'an pointed to himself. "In my eyes, all beings are equal. Women are just ordinary animals. Whether they wear clothes or not, it makes no difference."

"You called me a bitch!" Qin Yanan was truly enraged.

"I was just giving an example to illustrate that you're no different from a dog."

Liu Chang'an!

Qin Yanan picked up her bag and threw it at him.

"I'm just trying to reason with you..."

"I'll go to Zhong Qing's place and get a dog to bite you to death!"

How annoying! Why do women dislike reasoning with each other? Liu Chang'an was just giving an example. What's wrong with dogs? Dog meat is delicious, why get so worked up?

Liu Chang'an didn't bother arguing with a woman and ran away.

Qin Yanan was wearing high heels with heels almost as long as her middle finger, so she couldn't keep up. Besides, she disliked chasing and running in the first place, so she had no choice but to stop in front of Zhong Qing had been watching her and Liu Chang'an.

Zhong Qing smiled.

"Why does Zhu Juntang never walk her dog? What's the point of having a dog if you don't walk it?" Qin Yanan said somewhat awkwardly. After all, she had always been known for her composed and elegant image, and chasing and hitting people in the street seemed to damage that image.

"She said if she has to do everything, then what are we here for?" Zhong Qing said, patting the head of the newly appointed High Templar.

Did you see where Liu Chang'an ran off to?

"He said hello to me and then went to the supermarket." Zhong Qing pointed in the direction of the supermarket entrance.

"OK, thanks."

Qin Yanan walked over and saw Liu Chang'an at the meat counter of the supermarket.

"The meat here is of better quality than the cheaper products sold in the market, but the price is double, which is what people usually call an 'intelligence tax.' Actually, most of the time, it's not an intelligence tax, but a market tax. In a market economy, the pursuit of maximum profit is the norm; you get what you pay for, and sometimes you get twice the quality for a penny." Liu Chang'an picked and chose, quite satisfied, and said, "Look, we have Luxi beef here."

He seemed to have already put what had just happened in the past, acting as if nothing had happened, which made Qin Yanan feel embarrassed to continue to make trouble for him.

"I've discovered that you truly have a strong inner strength," Qin Yanan said, her breathing calm and shallow.

"I received two hundred yuan from Zhou Shuling for helping Zhou Dongdong get her degree. That's just enough to buy some beef and chicken. Shall we have beef and chicken today?" Liu Chang'an asked in a consultative tone, pointing to the beef on the counter and asking someone to weigh it.

He didn't even consider her opinion, did he? Qin Yanan nodded, looking at Liu Chang'an incredulously, "So you took two hundred yuan from her just to treat me to dinner?"

Liu Chang'an nodded.

"How could you have the nerve to ask someone for two hundred yuan?" Qin Yanan was both amused and exasperated.

"I'm helping her out, so I'm treating you to dinner. Of course, I can't let you pay me out of your own pocket," Liu Chang'an waved his hand.

"If I had known, I should have given you two hundred yuan the night before last, since I was asking for your help after all."

"Didn't I take advantage of you? Forget it."

"Now you admit to taking advantage of me?" Qin Yanan's emotions were in turmoil. How could this person be so good at teasing others?

"I was just saying." Liu Chang'an picked out a few more chicken drumsticks and went to pay the bill.

Qin Yanan had no choice but to follow, glaring at Liu Chang'an as he opened his phone to pay. She glanced at the mirror and saw a puffed-up, downtrodden-looking woman. "Who is this?" Qin Yanan's cheeks flushed slightly; she was startled by her own reflection. How could she have become like this? She quickly composed herself, straightened her hair and clothes, and adopted a slightly upturned smile, transforming into the reserved older cousin.

Thanks to the infrastructure development and the progress of the logistics industry, Liu Chang'an hasn't had Luxi beef in a long time; it used to be difficult to get fresh beef.

When Liu Chang'an and Qin Yanan returned to the residential area, they saw Zhou Dongdong sitting under the sycamore tree feeding loaches again.

"Zhou Dongdong!" Qin Yanan greeted Zhou Dongdong.

"Sister, come and feed the loaches with me!" Zhou Dongdong invited Qin Yanan enthusiastically as she looked at her rummaging through her handbag.

"I don't feed the loaches. Where's your mom?" Qin Yanan found a piece of chocolate and handed it to Zhou Dongdong. It seemed like this little girl spent all her time sitting under this sycamore tree. Every time she came to see her, she was basically sitting here.

"My mom cleaned the house, she said she was exhausted, told me to find something to eat, and then went to sleep." Zhou Dongdong didn't eat the chocolate right away; she looked at it, put it in her pocket, and said, "Thank you, sister."

Why aren't you eating chocolate?

"My mom wakes up hungry, so I give her chocolate."

Qin Yanan hugged Zhou Dongdong with heartache. Of course, she knew that Zhou Shuling was a single mother, which was really tough for her. These heartless men, these bastards who abandoned their wives and daughters.

"How are you going to find food? You're not some forest animal that can just pick up mushrooms, fruits, nuts, and the like."

"Mushrooms, fruits, and nuts are all delicious!" Zhou Dongdong lamented that she wasn't a small animal living in the forest.

"Her mother meant for her to come over to my place for a meal." Liu Chang'an's understanding was more accurate; he had received a message from Zhou Shuling.

Qin Yanan was overcome with maternal instincts and gently stroked Zhou Dongdong's two high ponytails.

Liu Chang'an went to cook himself. One of the most famous dishes at the Great Hall of the People is braised beef in a pot, which uses carefully selected Luxi yellow beef. The yellow cattle there are large, muscular, and tender, and are known as "five-layered pork belly," making them very suitable for braising.

Liu Chang'an trimmed the beef. Generally speaking, when cooking beef at home, it's best to simmer it with three parts wine and two parts water until tender, then add soy sauce to thicken the sauce. The best way to eat beef is to cook it alone; there's no need to add radishes, potatoes, or vermicelli. However, it's not easy to buy good beef these days, and it's bland and tasteless without something to go with it.

Liu Chang'an's approach today was mainly to cater to the tastes of Qin Yanan, a northerner. He diced the beef, brought it to a boil over high heat, then simmered it over low heat until tender. He then added the stewed beef, along with the prepared potatoes and carrots, to a stew pot and braised it. Finally, he poured in some wine and simmered it for a while longer.

Actually, the popular three-sauce braised pot dishes all over the country are made in similar ways and based on the same principles; you just need to adjust the flavor according to local tastes.

Liu Chang'an prepared the braised beef and chicken floss, and asked Zhou Dongdong to wash her hands and come eat. Qin Yanan seemed to be showing maternal instincts, and actually stayed with Zhou Dongdong to feed the loaches.

These loaches are the fattest Liu Chang'an has ever seen. He can consider buying a new batch to replace them; this batch is ready to eat.

"Where are the chicken legs!" Zhou Dongdong exclaimed after washing her hands, her eyes wide as she searched the table for chicken legs. She clearly saw that there were lots and lots of chicken legs in the dishes that her brother Chang'an had bought.

While feeding the loaches, Zhou Dongdong was already imagining herself holding a chicken leg in each hand.

Reality is always so cruel, shattering dreams.

"Oh, this is it. It's made into chicken floss." Qin Yanan explained to Zhou Dongdong how to make chicken floss. "This chicken floss is made with chicken thigh meat. After removing the tendons, bones, and skin from the chicken thigh, the meat is chopped up, mixed with the chicken and seasonings, fried until golden brown, and then mixed with Baihua wine, soy sauce, chicken oil, bamboo shoots, and mushrooms. At this point, chicken thigh bones and skin are added and steamed until thoroughly cooked. It's delicious."

Liu Chang'an nodded. Although it was a home-style dish, Liu Chang'an's method was slightly different. However, Qin Yanan had already proven that even without relying on her family background, she could make a name for herself in the catering industry as a beautiful head chef and run a high-end restaurant as an internet celebrity. If she managed it well, it wouldn't be difficult for her to open a Michelin-starred restaurant.

"Chicken legs are meant to be held in your hands and eaten!" Zhou Dongdong didn't understand what Qin Yanan was saying.

"There's still chicken skin and bones left, you can gnaw on it." Liu Chang'an picked out the "chicken legs" that had been deboned, leaving only skin and bones.

Zhou Dongdong pondered for a long time before picking up a small spoon and starting to stuff chicken floss into the remaining skin and bones of the "chicken leg".

Generally, the chicken legs used to make chicken floss are left intact after the meat has been removed. They are steamed only to season the chicken floss, and the chicken legs and skin are discarded when it's time to eat it.

Watching Zhou Dongdong's actions, Liu Chang'a Zhou Dongdong for a moment and then imitated her by stuffing another chicken leg. The chicken skin, coated with some broth, had a surprisingly crisp and smooth texture when he took a bite.

"Eating it this way is not bad, if you can eat chicken skin." Liu Chang'an nodded approvingly and said to Qin Yanan, "Some people don't eat chicken skin."

Qin Yanan also tried it, and praised with a smile, "Zhou Dongdong, you're a genius!"

Zhou Dongdong ignored her. After making two chicken legs, she picked one up with each hand and started eating them. That's how chicken legs are supposed to be eaten!

"I've been thinking about it. Most chicken drumsticks, when prepared this way, end up with tough or dry meat that's not tender and smooth enough. But our method completely avoids that, and it also preserves the skin that many people love. The skin loses its oil during steaming, so it's not too greasy. This method is worth promoting." Liu Chang'an nodded. "Once my restaurant opens, this chicken drumstick should be a dish on the menu."

"You're going to open a restaurant?" Qin Yanan was a little surprised. "Aren't you going to university next semester?" Qin Yanan's job at Xiangtan University had been arranged by her great-grandfather's people.

"It's a partnership. I'll provide the money and the menu, and Zhou Dongdong's mother will also have a stake." Liu Chang'an nodded.

So, are you still going to university?

"Of course I'll study! I haven't studied much in the past ten years or so, so I need to make sure I catch up on all the knowledge I've missed in college," Liu Chang'an said with deep feeling.

In this era, spending more than a decade doing nothing is almost like going back to the Stone Age... not quite that extreme, but that's the gist of it.

Since he was still going to university, Qin Yanan didn't care whether he opened a restaurant or not. However, he seemed to have a really good relationship with Zhou Shuling and her daughter. Qin Yanan couldn't help but look at Zhou Dongdong's face.

It's too round to tell.

Moreover, my idea was utterly absurd.

"Let's give this chicken leg a name, how about 'Dongdong Leg'?"

"What?! That's awful."

"Look, the Dongdong's sound is like the sound of a drum, and this chicken leg looks like a drumstick held in your hand, so it's called 'Dongdong leg.' It just so happens that it's a way of eating chicken invented by Zhou Dongdong."

"No, it sounds like Zhou Dongdong's legs. Do you think that's appropriate?"

"That's true." Liu Chang'an didn't insist and readily accepted the advice.

"You could order Dongdong Brand Chicken Leg, that would be fine."

You don't even have that much skill.

"It's easy to understand. Do you really need to find names from the Book of Book of Songs and the Chu Ci to sell chicken legs?"

"Okay, it's decided then."

Zhou Dongdong is diligently eating a chicken leg inside the barrier. As for whether you call it "Dongdong Leg" or "Dongdong Brand Chicken Leg," what does that have to do with me, Zhou Dongdong?

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