Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

Chang Kun was away from home for ten days, and not a single hen in the house was missing. His mother couldn't bear to eat them and kept them to lay eggs.

While Xiuer and Xiaobao were asleep, Chang Kun went into the yard and grabbed a hen.

"Big brother, do you want to eat the hen? Mother said we can't. If we have to eat, we should eat that goose. It tried to bite me before!" The goose tried its best to please Chang Mu, but it still couldn't escape its fate of being eaten.

"I'm going to cook you something delicious today, I guarantee you'll never want to eat goose again."

Chang Kun instructed Xiao Qing and Xiao Mu to handle the hen, and then counted out seven flying dragons, one for each member of the family.

He was about to bleed and pluck the dragon's feathers when Chang Mei stopped him, saying, "Xiao Kun, put it there and go rest. I'll do it."

"Alright, I'll go see Xiaobao and Xiuer then."

"Yes, Xiu'er has been crying for her older brother every night these past few days. She'll be overjoyed to know you're back."

Back on the east kang, Chang Kun pinched Chang Xiu's little face and took out peppercorns, star anise, and a few pieces of ginger from his spatial storage. He had secretly bought these when he went to the Dong'an Market.

If my mother finds out, she'll start nagging again.

These days, who in an ordinary family would waste money buying things that don't fill you up or taste good?

Chang Kun washed a large bunch of preserved plums and took them out, giving one to each of the three sisters.

"Brother, what's this? It's sweet and sour!"

"Mmm! It's delicious!"

Chang Mei used a knife to bleed the hen and the dragon, while Chang Qing and Chang Mu plucked their feathers and ate preserved plums.

"Big sister, big brother is so wonderful! He always has delicious food in his pocket."

"That's right. When you get married, don't forget how good your elder brother has been to you. Before, our family couldn't even get enough to eat with wild vegetable porridge, but now we have meat to eat every day. It's truly thanks to our ancestors."

Chang Qing muttered to herself, "I don't want to get married. It's so much better to stay home and eat meat every day..."

"Big sister, when is big brother getting married? When I listened to the radio last night, a lot of aunties and grandmas wanted to find him a wife." Chang Mu recalled the topic that Cheng Min had brought up intentionally or unintentionally when she took them out to play a few days ago.

"Go ask your parents yourself, they're not worried at all..."

The group worked quickly, chopping the hen and grouse into pieces and packing them away.

It took two hours to make the chicken soup.

Chang Qing, standing to the side, was drooling with envy, and Xiao Changxiu woke up from the smell.

"Big pot! Big pot...hug!"

Chang Xiu had just woken up and was still groggy, not realizing that her older brother had already come home.

She wrapped her arms around Chang Kun's neck and lay on top of him, only coming to her senses after a while.

"Wow! Big Pot's back! Hehehe..."

She rubbed her little face against Chang Kun's chin, her little mouth never stopping smiling.

Chang Kun reached into the sack and took out a few pieces of zongzi leaves and glutinous rice cakes.

"Hey, one piece per person, the chicken soup will take a long time to prepare."

Chang Qing wiped his drool and fawned, "Big brother's cooking is so delicious, much better than Mom's."

"Tell your mother this when she comes back."

"Hehe, big brother, I'm not stupid, I don't want to get beaten up."

Chang Kun scooped out two large bowls of well-stewed chicken from the pot and distributed the chicken to his sisters to eat with glutinous rice cakes.

If you stew this chicken for too long, the meat will become tough, so it's better to eat it now.

Xiao Changxiu held the glutinous rice cake wrapped in bamboo leaves with both hands, her head almost buried in the leaves, looking like a little pig, and making "Mmm, delicious" sounds.

"Big brother, what is this? It's sweet and soft, it's delicious."

"I know it tastes good, but don't drool on the table!"

Changmei ate a bite of glutinous rice cake and a bite of chicken, recalling how she had to be frugal even with just wild vegetable porridge before she got married, and patted Xiaoqing's head.

"Xiao Qing, Xiao Mu, you can't say what you ate at home when you go out, understand?"

The two girls nodded in unison. Their parents had taught them to keep their mouths shut after they left the house.

Chang Xiu, biting into the chicken her older brother had torn off, also raised her little hand and replied, "I won't say... I won't say either."

After the meal, the dishes and chopsticks were handed over to the little girls to clean up.

Chang Kun put the dragon bones into the chicken soup and simmered them over low heat until his parents came home.

"Your son is back?" Chang Dashan was very happy to hear that his son had returned home. Recently, his little girls had been crying and looking for their older brother every night, which had been very annoying for him.

Liu Meifen sniffed: "Why does the house smell like chicken soup?"

Upon lifting the pot lid, he exclaimed, "Hey you lot! How dare you kill and eat a laying hen!"

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then swallowed it back.

Seeing that the young maids were all looking at her son, she knew that only Chang Kun in the family was so bold as to kill the laying hen.

Well, since my son wants to eat it, let him have it.

Chang Dashan also peeked into the pot, pursed his lips, and said, "You just spoil them. They really know how to squander money."

These days, if any kid dares to say he wants to eat a laying hen, they'll break his legs.

Liu Meifen was angry but didn't want to vent it on her son, so she turned around and scolded the old man instead.

"What do you mean by 'wasteful'! My son is capable; he earned all those chickens, and he earned all those medals you have too. If you're so capable, then don't eat this chicken!"

Chang Dashan fell silent and walked silently to the octagonal table, where he saw the leftover glutinous rice cakes wrapped in bamboo leaves that Chang Xiu had eaten.

"This stuff is delicious, it has a rice aroma and is sweet."

"That was brought back by your spendthrift son, how dare he eat it!" Liu Meifen continued to scold him, then looked at the chicken soup in the pot with heartache and said a few words.

"Don't kill the remaining hens outside!"

The girls responded with smiles. Chang Kun put the blanched grouse meat into the chicken soup, simmered it for a short while, and then took it out of the pot.

As soon as the dragon soup was cooked, the whole family raised their noses, looking completely delighted.

"Son, is this the flying dragon that was presented as tribute to the palace?"

Today at the supply and marketing cooperative, Liu Meifen heard Director Song say that the flying dragon was something that was supposed to be offered as tribute. At the time, she was thinking, "How can such a small thing, which doesn't look like it has much meat, be offered as tribute?"

Just smelling the dragon soup was enough to convince her. It smelled so fragrant; how delicious it must taste!

"This thing was brought into the palace?" Chang Dashan's eyes widened, and he stopped drinking.

It would be such a waste to have such a good product overshadowed by the taste of alcohol!

The old society had only been broken up a few years ago, and many ideas still remained in people's minds. They knew that anything that could enter the palace was a top-quality treasure.

Each person took a sip of soup, and involuntarily let out a satisfied sigh.

"Ah~~"

Chang Dashan nodded, "Son, this flying dragon truly lives up to its reputation as a prized possession for the palace. We never dreamed we'd find something so delicious."

"It's all thanks to our capable son, otherwise you would never have been able to afford this in your life." Liu Meifen was still a little angry as she talked to the old man about her son's wasteful spending.

The little girls took a sip of soup and were already looking for the grouse meat in their bowls to eat.

After taking a bite, his eyes widened, and after a long while, Chang Qing finally said, "Oh no, big brother, I'll never eat chicken again."

"What's wrong? You don't even like chicken anymore?"

"This grouse meat tastes amazing! Compared to it, chicken is completely inedible!"

*Smack!*

Chang Qing got a pat on the head from his mother.

"Tired of chicken? You haven't had enough beatings!"

Xiuer didn't have time to speak; her little mouth was wide open the whole time.

Chang Kun stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth, chewed for less than three seconds, and then opened her mouth wide and cried out "Ah ah".

They say kids are all talkers, and that's such a apt description.