Li Shimin was dumbfounded.
After a while, he said, "You all, get up first."
"No, Sir, if you don't put down the sword, we won't get up!"
An old man in the crowd walked to Li Shimin's feet with tears streaming down his face. He hugged Li Shimin's leg and sobbed, "Sir, although I don't know why you're so angry, this young master is saving our lives!"
Hearing this, Li Shimin could not help but be moved. He squatted down, personally helped the old man up, and asked, "Old Zhang, I would like to ask Old Zhang to explain in detail. Speaking of the family's misfortune, this is my son, originally I wanted him to come here …"
"Sir, you've misunderstood the young master!"
The old man interrupted Li Shimin and pointed to the group of refugees behind him. "We came here yesterday. When we were looking for a house to build, we met the young master here. At that time, although we ate Prince Zhang's porridge, we haven't eaten for almost ten days. How could that be enough? So we smelled the aroma and came here. "
"Young Master, you've been roasting chicken here since last night. Otherwise, this old man would have to report to the King of Hell this morning!"
Li Shimin looked at Li Chengqian suspiciously.
"What's going on?"
Li Chengqian didn't dare to lie. He said, "When I returned to the mountain yesterday, I didn't see Feng Zi, so I looked around. In the end, I found them roasting chicken here. This chicken is the most delicious chicken I've ever eaten. So I thought that if we don't have food to feed the chickens, a large number of them will starve to death every day. So I thought of using this method to divide the chickens and eat them."
"So I learned this skill from Zhang Feng and taught it to them. I remembered Father's teachings and what Feng Zi said before. Give a man a fish, but don't teach him to fish! That's why I decided to roast the chicken for them to eat, and at the same time, I wanted them to learn some skills … "
Li Shimin finally understood after listening to everyone's explanation.
"Lao Li! You've wronged Li Gan! "
At this moment, Zhang Feng slowly squeezed his way through the crowd. When he saw the bloodstain on Li Gan's swollen face, he could not help but pat him on the shoulder.
"Next time when you do something like this, can't you at least tell me? Must I be tortured? "
As he spoke, Zhang Feng looked at Li Shimin and said, "You too. This is your son after all. How can you bear to hit him?"
"Alright, alright. Since you're here, why don't you take a look at your son's chicken?"
"What are you still standing there for? Go get the chicken for your father! "
Zhang Feng glared at Li Chengqian.
Li Chengqian also came to a sudden realization.
At this moment, the crowd burst into laughter.
"Young Master, save the chicken butt for me!"
"No, the chicken in that pit has been cooked for a long time. Young Master, take the chicken in that pit first. Otherwise, it will be burnt later!"
"Young Master, I haven't eaten chicken this morning! This time, save the chicken rack for me. I have to bring it back for my wife to taste … "
"Alright, alright, alright. Everyone here today has it! This Young Master … "
When Li Chengqian heard this, he turned around and wanted to boast that everyone present had it. However, when he saw Zhang Feng and Li Shimin's expressions, he hurriedly shrunk his neck and lowered his head to shout at the two of them.
"Why are you still standing there? Get the chicken!"
Several people hurriedly dug out dozens of basin-sized mud lumps from the fire pit. Li Shimin was dumbfounded. Sun Simiao was also dumbfounded.
"Fengzi, what is this thing? Can it be eaten? "
"Little friend Zhang Feng, what is this thing?"
Li Shimin and Sun Simiao asked almost at the same time.
At this moment, when the refugees saw these mud lumps, their eyes instantly widened.
"This is Beggar's Chicken. I made it."
Beggar's Chicken?
Li Shimin and Sun Simiao looked at each other, their faces full of question marks.
Beggar's Chicken?
The Crown Prince was actually making Beggar's Chicken?
This …
What kind of scandal was this?
Just when Li Shimin was about to get angry, Zhang Feng slapped his forehead and explained, "Well, what I mean is that the method of making this thing is so simple that even beggars can make it. And as you can see, this thing doesn't need a stove. It can be made with local materials. It's a must-have for home travel!"
In his early years, Li Shimin often fought in the north and south. Basically, food was roasted on a fire or stewed in a pot. When had he ever seen something like this?
Not to mention Sun Simiao. After entering the deep mountains and forests, he basically ate one meal after another. When there was food, he would either eat it raw or roast it on a fire.
When had he ever seen such a cooking method?
One was the Emperor, and the other was the Drug God. Not to mention that they had eaten all the delicacies in the world, they had eaten most of them. It was just that they had never seen cooking without rice.
The two of them couldn't help but lick their lips when they saw Li Chengqian personally knock open the mud lumps and reveal the yellow chicken buttocks.
After all, their stomachs had been filled with gruel for the past few days. Now that they saw such a magical thing, how could they bear it?
Li Chengqian found two banana leaves for the two chickens and handed them to Li Shimin and Sun Simiao.
"Godly doctor, father, please taste this chicken!"
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